Seduce the hero's mother (GL)

Chapter 155 - 6. Elder Brother

Razor Blanche had been

— The feeling never left me… It was as if one day we were supposed to fight.

The other prince jerked back, and babbled:

— Brother… I'm not going to fight you…!

— You have to,» Philip countered, «Otherwise I'll just kill you.

The boy couldn't believe his ears.

— W-what…?

— Come on. I know you have a sword. Get it out.

To Razor, what was happening seemed absurd. Fight? The two of them? That's ridiculous!

After the Marquis of Windsor had personally trained him for two years-the second prince's level of swordsmanship had increased considerably. He was as good as any average swordsman. The Marquis even gave him the title of knight, which only confirmed his abilities.

It was nothing compared to Philip — who only occasionally drew his sword for show. In other words, this fight would be unequal from the start.

Razor knew this and was in no hurry to enter the fray.

— I will not do it! — he firmly declared.

Philip arched an eyebrow.

— Then you just want me to kill you?

— Brother!» the prince exclaimed desperately, «Why can't we do without it?!

— Don't ask stupid questions! — The crown prince barked,» Are you going to fight or not?

— I won't!

Philip let out a long sigh.

— In that case, take it on yourself.

One second and the crown prince was already charging at him with his edged weapons. But even so, Razor was in no hurry to draw his own. He really didn't want to start this battle in earnest.

Pretty soon, thanks to a learned technique from the Marquis — the second prince was able to knock out his sword and the blade fell a couple of meters away. Philip wanted to run after him, but Razor grabbed his leg.

They both fell and fought on the ground.

The crown prince rolled over the top and started punching the boy in the face with his fist.

— You bastard! — He shouted, «What do you want from me?

The metallic taste of blood made Razor really angry, and he tossed his brother off himself effortlessly. He slapped his brother across the face as hard as he could.

— What do I want? — I want the big brother I've always known…!

Phillip tried to break free, but he held his arms tightly. He hit him again in the process.

— …The brother who sat by my bedside while I was sick! — He was always protecting me and never letting me get hurt.» He followed up with another punch.

When Philip's lip was cracked and his nose was bleeding, Razor finally stopped. Philip fell silent beneath him and didn't make a sound for a while.

The second prince hoped that he had finally come to his senses.

But then Philip suddenly spoke out:

— Is this really what you want?

— Yes!» the boy answered eagerly, «Brother, you…

The crown prince grinned when his whole face was already swollen from the blows. But at this moment he felt no pain.

— …Then you will meet him in the next life.

At first Razor did not understand the meaning of his words-but after a second, he rose sharply and pushed the young man with all his might. The other prince lost his footing and collapsed into the ravine.

Philip spat, looking at the black void below.

— From now on, I no longer have a younger brother.