On the ship, Nolan leaned against the railing, gazing at the vast sea stretching out before him.
Ever since his reincarnation into this world, he had never boarded a ship—not because he couldn't, but because he was too lazy and saw no reason to.
For him, relaxing, lazing around, and sleeping in his room were far more important. There was no need to waste energy or thought—just enjoy his solitude in peace.
After all, twenty-eight years in his previous world had been enough for him to achieve what he wanted. Despite being born a prince, he had no interest in chasing power or wealth.
With his true identity, he could have anything he desired, but he never felt the need.
Once the battle for the throne was over, he planned to leave the Great Velmora Empire and spend his time traveling the world. If fate brought him a wife along the way, he wouldn't refuse.
Despite his aloof nature, he was still a man who liked women—the only difference was that he had no intention of pursuing them.
