After Getting My Hands on a Palace Intrigue System
[The Crown Prince's Comeback]
A sharp pain shot through his ankle, like it had been fractured. Even after the medical staff put an oxygen mask on him, and though everything had grown so blurry that he could no longer make out what his teammates were saying, Rene still felt his heart pounding. But what surged through his blood wasn't adrenaline. It was fear, enough to leave him in a cold sweat.
He had become the kind of erratic striker no coach would ever appreciate.
"It's time for my favorite part again!" The System rubbed its hands together eagerly.
Am I going crazy? What the hell is buzzing in my head? Rene closed his eyes.
"We're just biding our time and gathering our strength. Once we leave the imperial city for our fief, we'll surely achieve great things! We can always come back and take our revenge later!" The System rummaged through its collection in the library: The Frail Crown Prince: Father, Please Abdicate.
[France's Pathetic Crown Prince]
Fabian was playing for the national team when it was as if some strange thing had grabbed him. His instep failed to swing through, and he broke it.
Mbappe, waiting for the pass inside the penalty area, watched his partner miss such a golden opportunity, then got shoved by someone and angrily fell to the ground, pounding the turf.
"The emperor's favor, whether thunder or rain, is a gift! Not only is he ungrateful, he even dares to lose his temper!"
?
Before Fabian could react, the thing in his mind shrieked, "You insolent brat! How dare you? Sell him off! Sell him off! Show him who the true old-Paris White Banner Frenchman is!"
Wait, sell who? Kylian?
Fabian was terribly conflicted. He didn't dare provoke the terrifying thing in his head that loved to shriek, afraid it would give him a jolt during the match. But he didn't want to sell Kylian, either!
Mbappe turned around and saw Fabian looking like he was about to fall apart outside the penalty area. 'I didn't even blame him.'
[Arsenal's Crown Prince]
"I've already told you: political marriage is the fate of a crown prince like you." The System sighed with deep regret.
The prodigy prince who had just been carried away from the youth academy pretended not to hear. What kind of weird thing was that? Milo gave the professor a sweet smile.
The coach would never sell him~
"Outrageous! Your owner is merely the owner's successor. How dare he sell you, the legitimate crown prince?"
Now that's interesting.
[The Mole Crown Prince]
"Use it, quick!" Ignacio, on the substitutes' bench, anxiously tugged at his vest.
"This is the only S-rank card we've drawn: the Pregnancy Protection Card. It protects both mother and baby in any situation, and delivers a vicious blow to whoever tries to frame them! It also comes with a gushing-blood effect. (Note: Used with the Body-Beautifying Pill, it expels impurities from the body and turns you into a peerless beauty, inspiring everyone's affection~)"
"..." Which teammate was going to get pregnant? Iggy didn't want to complain about this damn System anymore. In a weak voice, he said, "Use it! Use them all!"
Hiss!
Kaka's injury was so severe that the fans couldn't bear to watch.
But he was actually fine. Only an old Chinese doctor could feel his pulse and tell that he'd had a miscarriage.
"You've fallen in love with Kaka, the princess sent for a political marriage. To protect Kaka from becoming a casualty of the power struggle, you decide to..."
Iggy looked at the script the System had sent him. "If you don't abandon me, I would be honored to become your... godfather? Who?"
Mourinho was standing not far away.
[The Crown Prince Who Leans on the Tiger's Might]
"I'm Abu's favorite striker. How dare you touch me?"
[Green Pitch Hollywood Crown Prince]
Heard you want to be a crown prince, too?
Theme: A Crown Prince's Coming-of-Age Diary
