19 - Never Let Go of a Black-Haired Dad

Chapter 19. If You're Not Going to Date a Hundred Lovers, Don't Go Around Calling Yourself a Scoundrel (7)

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Episode 19

It wasn't a common sight, so I held the water bottle horizontally and pressed my face close to Helbatro's. I shouldn't look directly, but it should be okay to peek through this thick glass for a moment.

Anyway, hmm, I heard something yesterday during the morning assembly while I was whining.

The leader of the guys swarming into the Imperial Palace and starting fights was Alset, one of the three pillars of the Empire. They were pro-Imperial family and valued lineage.

They might have judged that it would be better for the country to be protected by Alset rather than fall into someone else's hands.

Thinking about it, Lorowi's intentions were easy to guess. This attack was a huge sign that Lorowi was on Kiron's side.

Vishnuhel Lorowi Kisomallos puts his safety first, Lorowi, for whom my safety is most precious in the Empire, is with Kiron. This means that his will is the same as Ende Kiron's will.

So, they're sounding the siren and issuing evacuation warnings to minimize casualties.

It was a so-called show explosion. And the fact that my aunt put 1 billion Rakma worth of divine power into this show attack meant that she really, really liked the new Emperor.

In other words, it was a threat meaning, "If you mess with him, be prepared to fight Lorowi."

Kwaaaaaang!

Wow, the Imperial Palace gate just flew away!

Even if he wanted to show off that Lorowi was still alive and well, there was no need to blow away a third of the Imperial Palace. There will be construction going on for a while.

"It's quite a spectacle."

"Yes! Marquis Lorowi is amazing as expected!"

This will probably quiet down the people under Alset. What's more worrying are the guys who are currently neutral.

They're nothing but disloyal bastards.

No matter how stupid they are, a direct descendant of Kisomallos was kicked off the throne, and they're not making any moves? Are they just twiddling their thumbs, waiting to see who wins and then siding with them?

"You impudent little shits."

"I deserve to die, Your Highness!"

"Helbatro, I'm not talking to you."

So, straighten your knees. I'm in the blanket too! I'm getting swept away!

I had already been dragged into Helbatro's chest due to the sudden movement.

I beat Helbatro as much as I had sinned and then crunched on a snack. I was going to share, but it's your fault, so I won't give you any.

Meeeeh... Heh, meh, heh, meeeeeh...

What is it? Did that sheep follow me all the way here? I was quite surprised, but I knew it would be annoying if that beast clung to me, so I decided to move with Helbatro.

I rolled up the blanket again, got up, and the sheep sat down in its place with a weak cry.

Meeeeh...! Meh! Meeeeeeh!

That sheep, it looks like it's crying a little.

But this has nothing to do with me either.

Without paying attention, I packed my things with Helbatro and moved to the zelkova tree not far from here. And after taking a long nap, I went to the Imperial Princess's palace cafeteria to get lunch.

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Gyaowol! Food tastes great after hiking!

I ate my rice like a person who would shock my aunt if she witnessed it, and even had dessert. I even took a bucket of ice cream to share with Helbatro, and surprisingly, a welcome face was wandering around the Imperial Princess's palace hallway.

"Marshmallow!"

"Your Highness! I'm glad you look healthy!"

"What happened to you! Why is Marshmallow, who should be in prison, out here! Is it a breakout? Did you finally escape?"

Should I help? First, grab a spoon, let's eat ice cream together.

"Escape? This time, Ende succeeded to the throne and granted special amnesty to some prisoners in the political prison."

Ah, right. There were a lot of kids in there, including Marshmallow, who were imprisoned purely for disrespecting the idiots. The amnesty was carried out along with the execution date.

"By the way, you have a lot of luggage in your hands."

"Yes. I have a job to do this time."

"Hohoong."

Did you get a job at the Imperial Palace as a parachute with your brother's backing?

But the Ministry of Finance is near the area my aunt blew away. This was the Imperial Princess's palace.

"At the suggestion of Tania Listo, I will be in charge of some of the Imperial Princess's classes."

"Ooh..."

Give me back the spoon. We were once under the same flag, but now we meet as enemies.

You are going uptown, I am going downtown. We have different paths to take.

"Wait!"

I was about to give the ice cream container to the maids and run away, but Marshmallow rudely blocked my way. It was a nimble movement that didn't match his size.

The man took out something like a pipe tobacco from the luggage he was carrying in both hands and put it in his mouth.

"Hoo-oo!"

Then an amazing thing happened.

No, a ball on the pipe! A ball that looks like a ping-pong ball is floating and doesn't fall!

What is that! How did you do that!

What's the principle?

"Wow! Wow, wow!"

"If you win a card game with me, I'll give you this toy! If I lose, I'll give up the class and step down!"

Heo-eok! Really? If I win the game, you'll give me a toy and you won't teach the class? That's a complete win!

Are you okay with that?

"I've always been on Your Highness's side. Please believe me."

Hmm... Well, that's true.

Marshmallow always took my side. He was even a doormat if I told him to be one. So, he wouldn't do anything to harm me.

"Okay! Follow me. What kind of card game is it?"

"It's similar to Concentration. The rules are simple."

Ugh... I have a feeling Marshmallow is smart, so it'll be disadvantageous.

I asserted that I was a direct descendant of the 500-year-old Imperial family and suggested that Marshmallow play the game with a handicap. Isn't it ridiculous for an adult to play a game equally with a child?

When I insisted that I wouldn't start unless the rule was that Marshmallow would flip one turn while I flipped two turns, the man hesitated for a moment and then nodded, taking the spoon back from me.

"It doesn't have to be a study room. Let's play where Your Highness is comfortable."

"Hey! Tell them to clean up the bedroom!"

I can spread a blanket next to the bed and eat ice cream while playing.

I handed out spoons to today's Helbatro and the maids and started the game while eating ice cream from the bucket.

The game was similar to Concentration, but the rules themselves were simple. Red cards had numbers written on them, and blue cards had corresponding words written on them. For example, if you flip a card with the number 4 on it, you can flip the corresponding blue card and make it yours.

It seemed that the pairs weren't always fixed, and I could get the cards if I just made the words sound plausible.

I already flipped the red card, so I flipped the blue card next. The name of Laplace, one of the four absolute gods who created the world, was written on it. When I matched it with the number 4, Marshmallow clapped and said the card was mine.

"7012, 7012, so... did the First Industrial Revolution happen around this time?"

"Too bad! The First Industrial Revolution was after the 7200s! Now it's my turn."

Ugh, this game is a headache!

It's enough to just match them, but the numbers can be used as years, as quantities, or as the meaning of a date, so there was a lot of variety. Besides, Marshmallow gave so much explanation whether I was wrong or right that my head felt like it was going to explode.

Why hasn't this game ended even after almost 2 hours!

I got angry and flipped the red card. After seeing the number 1031, I immediately flipped the blue card.

"Herin! The day the god you serve in your house visits hell!"

"That's correct! You've collected more than half of the cards, so you've won!"

Aoo! It's finally over!

I won the game, but I was so exhausted that I collapsed on the floor.

Marshmallow handed me the toy from earlier and bowed.

"Then, I'll end today's class here. I'll see you again tomorrow."

"......"

Uh......

"......!"

Did I get tricked again?