The Crown Prince Most Suited for the Guillotine – Ranked #1 by the Border Defense Army

Discharge Countdown: D-1278.

Sure, the original novel was mostly about romance, but I had wrung every last drop of useful information from it.

Thanks to the black magic artifact, my memories of the original story were crystal clear. It might have helped that I had lost my memories of my past life, leaving plenty of empty storage space in my brain.

So I had used those memories to prevent disasters—like stopping Patty and Matty from literally setting a fire, instead making sure their muscles burned instead. Or keeping Dalin from getting trapped in a cave during a subjugation mission… by just slamming her head into the ground instead.

Of course, I only saved them because their screw-ups would have affected me, but I had to admit—I was one hell of a responsible senior. Amazing. Go, Salvia!

‘Good, no major incidents lately.’

Around this time in the original novel, the Adolph Empire’s new emperor was supposed to ascend to the throne. The old emperor had died of old age, and the crown prince was inheriting the throne.

Yes. That crown prince. The XX XX who had visited our unit before.@@novelbin@@

‘That XX XX is becoming emperor? Goddamn it…’

Thinking about all the suffering he had caused me made me want to personally remove his head from his body, but regardless, this event meant all of the Border Defense Army’s weapons would be replaced with new ones.

Not to mention, the empire would also send special supplies—including snacks.

I remembered it clearly because that was the scene where Aquila had watched Dalin eat sweets and mistakenly superimposed her with “Salvia.”

"The audacity. How dare you superimpose me on someone else? XX, I’m pissed."

"Salvia, what now?"

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