The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master

77 – Finding the Truth (1)

Together, they arrived at the imperial castle using the teleport magic circle.

As soon as I arrived in front of the imperial castle, I felt a sense of shrinking when I saw the majestic building that was full of sight.

In broad daylight, each brick permanently coated with magic was dyed golden, making it look like an old castle built of gold.

As if daring to invade Raen’s territory, the straight tip made the empire’s spirit known.

The imperial castle, which symbolizes the emperor’s solemn authority, can be seen anywhere in the system. It was great to see it from afar, but seeing it right below gave me another impression.

However, the impression was short-lived. I didn’t come here just to admire the beauty of the imperial castle leisurely.

“This way, Dae Eun-in.”

Fortunately, the principal knew the way to Racard’s office. As we slowly followed him into the castle, the guards crossed their spears to block our path.

“Could you please tell me your identity?”

“This is Lekhaq Lanin, the principal of the academy.”

The principal told us our names one by one, and a simple identification process was carried out. In the meantime, the moment my name was mentioned, the eyebrows of the guards raised at the same time.

They stared at me silently for a moment, then quietly moved out of the way.

“…Go in.”

“Hey, you…!”

It was an attitude that showed signs of not welcoming me no matter who saw it. I quietly raised my arm to stop Aisha from moving forward in a fit of fuss.

I can fully understand their reaction. It’s not yet accurate, but isn’t he the son of the person who attempted to assassinate the emperor? It is only natural that those who are more loyal will show their hostility towards me.

‘Let’s wait…’

But just because I can understand doesn’t mean I don’t feel anything.

I was offended by the way they treated my father as a criminal, but even I couldn’t figure out the exact situation yet.

In this situation, it is not appropriate to complain about being treated coldly. Rather, we should praise their loyalty. Regardless of whether it is true or false.

But the more I went inside, the more I realized that the guards were in medicine.

The case was different from the students at the academy who only heard rumors. Aren’t all those in the imperial castle the emperor’s servants?

It was this early morning that the person whom they enshrined as their lord suffered a dark attack right in the place where they lived. And if you see the son who is believed to have plotted the dark hare, the reaction they will show is clear.

“These bastards…”

Thanks to Aisha, who seems like she’ll explode if someone touches her, she just doesn’t say anything directly. If we leave, they’ll start talking behind their backs like they always did.

Of course, even now, I can feel that you are chewing on me enough with just your eyes.

I pulled Aisha by the shoulders and held her tight.

“Be patient, Aisha.”

I was talking to Aisha, but in reality, it was no different than talking to myself. Hugging Aisha was also a means to restrain myself.

“But T…!”

“But bear with it.”

Aisha looked up at me with an angry expression, as if she was indignant. Then, when she saw my face, she was startled and bit her mouth shut.

Why is that? I’m doing everything I can to keep calm.

Right now I… Am I laughing? Why are you so scared

“Tee, Tyr…”

“Why?”

Ayesha pursed her lips, then closed her eyes tightly and she hugged me tightly around the waist.

“Don’t do that… I’ll be mad at you instead. So don’t be angry with Tyr…”

I whispered as I stroked her ebony hair.

“It’s okay. I’m not mad. Aisha.”

It’s a really really really ridiculous assumption, but since your father exhibited such similar behavior, it could have been misunderstood, right?

It’s natural for them to react like that. We did that I have experience fighting dragons without thinking about each other’s position.

After having a sincere conversation with the ancient dragons, it was resolved right away, right?

I can’t repeat the same mistake again. Shouldn’t a person grow up?

‘Yes, it’s not time to get angry yet.’

Not yet.

—–

I scrutinized Tyr’s face and tightened my arms around his waist.

That smile… It’s like a dry, cracked earth, yet it’s a smile filled with lava that’s ready to explode at any moment.

‘No.’

I was even more anxious because I was well aware of when Tyr had smiled like that. The things that stimulate Tyr’s anger are fixed.

First and foremost, my own life, and the safety of his family.

All the dragons who provoked Tyr without knowing that met a miserable end.

Anyone who saw Tyr at the time of the war, even Poache, the jokester, carefully chooses words that might arouse Tyr’s wrath.

It’s fortunate that it ends at a scary level. Refining and refining toward the target to radiate one’s anger, and again converging the blades of anger endlessly.

So, on the outside, it seems calm. In a way, the sight of all the nerves focused on anger arouses a sense of awe.

From what I’ve seen, Tyr is barely restraining himself.

A dry smile emanating from the heart of a person with a dried heart. Just as a fire starts from dry firewood, a dry heart is more likely to burn.

Whether it’s passion or something else.

I’m fine now. I didn’t know that Tyr’s inability to use mana would help other than lustful acts at night.

But even if it’s just the day after tomorrow, I won’t be able to contain him on my own.

Tyr always praised me and appealed to me that he was still weak, but both I and Raminasis knew very well that in reality he was not.

It is true that Tir is inferior to me in terms of individual abilities. But Tyr has La Crucio and the Dragon Slayer.

I already knew the result of using those two powers to vent my anger.

That’s why Raminasis, who is walking by Tyr’s side, is also anxious and rolling her eyes toward Tyr.

‘Tir… Please.’

There’s also Nanika here. I can’t introduce you like this to my only friend.

—–

“It took a lot of hard work to get here.”

When I entered the office, Lacard, surrounded by a mountain of paperwork, greeted me with a wry smile.

If this guy had come out to pick us up himself, he wouldn’t have had to receive such a stinging glare.

That must have been because Racard wanted to briefly explain the current situation in the imperial castle. Looking at those documents, being busy must have played a part.

“Baby!”

And on one side of the office, there was Riet Mamang, who was shaking his body with an uneasy look. Maman ran to Luiya and me and hugged both of us at the same time.

“Are you worried a lot?”

Louisa hugged her tightly without saying a word, shedding her tears as she was afraid to be held in her arms. It’s a bit like crying in front of high-ranking nobles.

“Is your mother okay?”

“I was surprised at first, but I’m fine now. His Highness the Prince explained the situation.”

Hearing that, I turned my gaze to Racard and he smiled.

“Don’t worry too much. Say it succinctly Earl Peirosis is not guilty of anything.”

It wasn’t until after hearing Racard’s affirmation that my mind calmed down a bit. I know that the place where all kinds of conspiracies and secret plans lurk is the political world of the nobility.

There is no need for me to react sensitively if it is something that will simply end up being misunderstood. As my expression relaxed, Aisha and Raminasis glanced at each other and let out a small sigh.

“I can explain it to you now, but… Could you stay here and wait for a while?”

“Why?”

“His Majesty wishes to meet you. He told me to wait for him to explain himself.”

Emperor me?

Lacard then looked at Aisha and continued.

“And the late empress.”

“Nanikaga!?”

A subtle sense of incongruity was felt again at Aisha’s fierce reaction.

Speaking of Nanika, she is ‘Nanika di Barciar’, who is honored as the ‘eternal and immortal empress’ of the empire. I was someone who only knew that she was the former empress.

In the original work, only his name was mentioned and he had no importance at all, so we don’t even know what he looks like.

But to think that Aisha had a relationship with such a person? Just by looking at her bright smile on her face, you could tell how happy she was.

“Are you feeling much better now?”

“You corrected it from the beginning. As a great witch, you know very well what kind of race she is.”

“Then why all this time…?”

“Whoa… That has its own reasons, so why don’t you meet in person and ask.”

Lacard pressed down on his tear duct with his thumb and forefinger, showing a tired expression. I couldn’t look at his situation because I was in a hurry to get my heart together.

“Are you okay? You look very tired.”

“To be honest, it’s hard to say it’s good. Because of that incident this morning, the paperwork to be processed has doubled.”

If he knew how to use mana and felt this much fatigue, it must mean that he was really under heavy workload without a break.

He noticed my worried gaze and waved his hand.

“There is no need to worry so much. It’s just mentally exhausting, but there are many excellent mages here too. There is no need to worry about your health deteriorating.”

“Still…”

“It feels good to have a friend worry about you. Rather, aren’t there people you should meet first?”

When Lacard rang the bell on her desk, she immediately saw a woman waiting at her door come in and knelt down on her knees.

A blonde, green-eyed woman wearing tights and simple armor that clings to her whole body. She was a woman in my memory too.

“Sir Hilde Sernai.”

“Please tell me.”

“Please guide Luatir and his family.”

Then he added a short word.

“To Count Peirosis.”