His Noble and Righteous Route to the Harem

Prologue

The horse carriage transporting an affluent person reflected a silver luster in the cold morning sun.

On the doors of the carriage is a unicorn-shaped crest symbolizing rule over the empire of the north. Upon the grandiose doors opening, Ludwik stood and watched in awe as his eyes took in the astonishingly dainty feet covered by silver shoes resting neatly against each other atop the red velvet of the footstep.

The ankles peeking out from the hem of a soft and voluminous dress are as white as snow. The waist is slender enough to be grasped with two hands, and the chest swelled modestly.

An elegant chin, tightly-knit lips that gives the impression of a strong will, a small and pointed nose, violet eyes that look cool to the touch like a gem, and golden hair that shines brightly. All these features jumped into Ludwik’s sight one after another, causing him to swallow a breath in one gulp.

(This` person` is` my` bride`?)

It was as if elegance itself was frozen for preservation. As Ludwik was entranced by such beauty, the princess from the north cast her golden eyelashes downward and turned her head abruptly, muttering with a chilling countenance

In the language that existed since the beginning of the world, the language thought to be the most beautiful and refined, the language known as Endranese,

“…… Zloth (gross).”