The Place Where I Was Sold as a Slave Was the Imperial Palace

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All the windows in the room have curtains.

In order to control the indoor air, thin curtains were put in layers, and when the day was warm, they were drawn a little thin, and when the air in the room was cold, several layers were overlapped.

The thick curtains tied at the edges are all closed at night.

Today was a clear spring day, so it was quite hot during the day. However, as the afternoon progressed, a cold energy began to mix in the air.

It felt a bit hot to Rudy, but for the poor emperor, the curtains in the room were closed several times with only a slight gap open.

Candles are already lit in the slightly dark room. As the light flickered, the fabric stretched all over the bed cast eerie shadows.

A shadow dances over the emperor’s body.

In a somehow gloomy atmosphere, the emperor opened his mouth.

“Information came in that there was a rebellion in the temple. They kidnapped you before the coronation ceremony and made the third prince the emperor.”

“It’s a strange time.”

Rudy sank into a chair while being attended to by a servant.

Since the attendant did not want to accept the sword, the sword named Excalibur is still on Rudy’s lap.

I wonder if it’s okay to hold the sword like this in front of the emperor, but no one stopped me or gave me a signal to put it in.

Reluctantly, Rudy sheathed the sword and placed it on his lap. It would be difficult if you just put it on your lap and cut it with a sharp knife.

“Why do you think it’s strange?”

The emperor asked, narrowing his eyes. It seems that the Q&A study, which has been repeated many times so far, has begun again.

“The news of my coming to the throne came out just a few days ago. The rebels didn’t have time to prepare beforehand because the person involved didn’t know about it before.”

Rudy continued, choosing his words carefully.

“But it’s hard to see that they were preparing in advance. There would have been no way for them to know that Your Majesty was sick before he arrived here. I don’t think anyone would be reckless enough to dream of a rebellion while Your Majesty is here.”

“Yes, I thought about it. Then let’s take a look at the characteristics of the temple. I’ve said it before, but they’re very interested in the successor of Watoringu. So, what if they were aiming for Norman and came in earlier?”

“Considering the nature of being a fanatic, they could commit kidnappings or raids, but I still think rebellion is strange at this time. Moreover, it is said that the 3rd prince is connected, but somehow there is not enough time to organize things. wouldn’t it?”

When Rudy tilted his head, the emperor laughed loudly.

“Yes, there is nothing wrong with your thoughts. Then, let’s think about it from the perspective of the prince? What would you do if you were the prince? If you really want the throne?”

“I think it’s easier to get out by convincing the nobles and questioning their legitimacy than by rebelling. But that’s where it goes…”

When Rudy was speechless, the emperor nodded.

“Yes, it’s easier to act after I’m dead.”

The emperor nodded, and the chamberlain held out the thickly bound paper to Rudy.

“Read it. It’s a report on the main priests of the temple in the empire.”

One of the attendants politely held out his hand and supported the papers.

As soon as Rudy started reading, the paper turned over as soon as he saw the last letter, perhaps checking the movement of his eyes.

I’ve thought about it many times, but attendants might have superpowers. How he predicts people’s behavior so well, sometimes he gets a little scared.

“Take a closer look at the third figure.”

The priest on the third list said that he had entered the Empire last year.

It seems that he has committed numerous problems in other countries and has been kicked out.

Kidnapping, murder, assault, dirty rumors with aristocratic women…

The evil deeds were written endlessly. Half of the documents are so numerous that one would wonder if they were crimes committed by him.

Rudy raised his head after seeing the part about burning a person alive.

“Is this the ringleader?”

“Yeah. As you can see, that person’s personality is similar, but he is now at the edge of a cliff. He came to the largest country because of his good words, and in the empire, he can’t use his strength to the point of not having a holy war.”

The emperor spoke calmly.

“He wants to go to another country somehow to gain credit. He can’t do anything he enjoys here. When a man like that and the 3rd prince hold hands, things get weird.”

Rudy knows very little about the third prince. He was just smart, but for some reason he only knew that the emperor didn’t like him.

“The Chief Chamberlain will explain the situation in detail.”

The emperor gave Rudi a strong gaze.

“Duke Moreno, I will give you the first mission. Take that sword and subdue the rebels. Bring the ringleader of the crusade and the third prince to the place of execution. Show the sword in front of people and let everyone know that you are the next emperor. “

The attendant quickly put the papers away.

Rudy got off the chair, lowered himself to the floor with his sword in hand, and stood up on his knees respectfully.

“My Majesty, I will do as you command.”

The emperor’s horse landed on top of Rudy, who lowered his head.

“Never miss the third prince.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

***

I like the moment when people’s eyes turn to astonishment.

It wasn’t until the moment when the person who blindly followed him, not knowing anything, looked at him in amazement that he realized that he was alive.

He knows why he likes those eyes.

It must be because I couldn’t forget my father’s eyes, which I only saw once when I was young.

I can’t quite remember what it was for. Everything else disappeared beyond his father’s eyes, and only those eyes remained in his memory.

But only once.

As far as I can remember, my father never showed that expression again.

From that day on, he looked at himself with calm eyes, as if he was looking at non-human objects, as if he was not even interested.

I wouldn’t really be interested.

Father ordered the eldest brother, the crown prince, to study all kinds of things, including life skills, and yelled at him, sometimes acting affectionately.

Perhaps among the siblings of the same boat, no, the eldest brother was the most loved among the princes and princesses.

My older brother wouldn’t think so, but it’s true. My father loved the prince who was weak and chased after only stepping on his shadow.

He pretends to be kind to his daughters, but the third prince knows. The father’s greatest love was dominated by the crown prince.

But why? It is incomprehensible.

The one who resembles you the most must be the 3rd prince himself, so why does his father love him who doesn’t resemble him the most?

Although not as much as the crown prince, the second older brother also received his father’s attention in his own way.

My father taught my second older brother, focusing on martial arts. Since he had bad brains and his body was his only strength, it must have been the right education.

Whenever the hunting season came, my father accompanied my second brother and drove the animals. Although he is afraid of his father, he seems to have enjoyed that time. I often used to brag about the story of that time.

However, the third person himself was not given anything.

Like most princes, he received all formal education, but that was all. He hadn’t thought of anything in particular for him.

We’ve never hunted together, and we’ve never had in-depth conversations. There was no such thing as choosing a study that suited his characteristics.

Even princesses who have no use for anything other than getting married receive attention from their fathers.

Based on etiquette education, the princesses were educated by choosing a few languages and customs of the country where they would become their future in-laws when they reached a certain age.

Usually, the chief chamberlain chooses the teacher and the country on his own, but in reality, he follows the father’s instructions after looking at the situation.

The father made his own judgment based on the daughter’s personality and the circumstances of the country. You can’t do that if you’re not interested in your daughter at all. Even though it was a very small piece, the princesses were clearly receiving their father’s attention.

The chamberlain selected the country the princess would marry on the basis of a word or two from her father, called in a teacher from that country, and filled the princess’s surroundings with things from that country.

The princess, who grew up not knowing anything about such circumstances, gets used to her in-laws from the beginning and develops a crush on her, and when she grows up, she gets married smoothly according to her father’s order.

Not even knowing the fact that her father manipulated her crush, she went to her husband’s house with the illusion that she was a daughter who was loved very much by her father, and devoted herself to her husband.

Everyone is generous to those who try their best for themselves. Even if the princess from the huge background of the empire came to study about their country, no one would dislike it.

The princesses of the empire, who had smoothly adapted to each other’s country, spent all of their lives in the country for their beloved father.

A person with a lot of information can find out something even from a trivial word that the type of bread we ate every day has changed. It is the birth of a spy hidden deep inside the imperial palace.

I don’t know why my father is indifferent to me, who knows me so deeply just by looking at him, even without teaching him.

At this level, wouldn’t he have to be loved the most, overtaking the crown prince?

However, no matter how hard I try and what I do, my father remains silent and indifferent. In this world, only the father was full of questions. can not understand.

Maybe that’s why I want to draw more attention from my father. I want to see my father’s intense eyes colored with astonishment. Everything else felt insignificant.

Saralak, Saralak, with the sound of clothes brushing, a maid came with a tray of glasses.

“Are you the new maid?”

“Yes, master.”

Asked by the 3rd prince, the maid she had never seen before shook her head and nodded. The wine glasses on the tray rattle and shake.

A smirk appeared on the third prince’s face. It’s a novel response that I haven’t seen in a long time. His appearance was rather plain to the point of being pretty, but it was the type of face he liked.

“Leave it here.”

At the words of the 3rd prince, the maid cautiously approached and stood in front of the desk.

Behavior is crude. Commoners who have never learned the etiquette of aristocrats do not get used to it in a short period of time even if they are educated.

but it’s just fine Seeing that hesitant, terrified expression calmed my mind.

A lady-in-waiting from aristocrats is accustomed to hiding her expression. It’s definitely fun to make her cry and scare her, but it’ll be difficult after you touch her.

Being a nobleman, if he jumps up and accuses his father, he may be sent to a faraway place as if exiled.

‘That’s troublesome.’

The 3rd prince muttered as he watched the maid’s actions.

In that respect, commoner maids are comfortable. Even if one person disappears, it can be solved with a little money, and it is difficult to figure out who is working in this mansion in the corner of the ecliptic.

Several people have been brought from the slums, but so far no one has found them.

Situated in the corner of the ecliptic, this cramped mansion is unknown to anyone but a few close associates. Even the fox-like chambermaid hadn’t noticed it yet.

Perhaps because of her nervousness, the maid’s behavior creaked like a doll’s. Because of that, the glass moved slightly as he set the tray down on the desk.

Tak at the timing when the tray touches the desk! When I set the papers down to make a noise, the maid startled and let go of the tray. With a clank, the silver goblet tipped over.

“Sin, sin, sorry, master.”

The maid fell on the floor, almost fainting.

In exchange for wages that are too high for commoners to look up to, strict rules apply to those who work in this mansion.

I gave them a week of education and asked them to act as they did. If you break it or make a mistake, you will be punished immediately.

A light one ends up with a few whips, but if you break or damage something valuable, you have to pay for it.

All the things the 3rd prince used in the mansion were very expensive, not something commoners could afford to repay. If you try to compensate, in the end you have no choice but to fall into slavery or accept whatever you do.

As the 3rd prince raised the whip, the maid trembled and began to plead.

“Lord, Master! Forgive me. Please forgive me.”

It’s fun to push people’s minds to the limit, but it’s trivial to give them such simple terror.

But for the time being, we have no choice but to live like this. You have to hold your breath and retract your claws.

I pass the time with trivial things, pulling the dolls’ threads.

Until the play he prepared begins, no one notices.

The 3rd prince’s whip landed on the woman’s back. A shrill scream erupted, and the face of my father came into my mind.

‘Damn it!’

Originally, there was no regret in the position of emperor. That was until a blind child rumored to be Watoringu’s successor appeared.

No matter who becomes the crown prince, there is no big difference in the father’s love. The most beloved son is the first, but he knew that the difference was only about measuring acorn height.

Rather, like the emperor, he thought it would be nice to leave the troublesome tasks to his older brother and only do fun things behind the scenes.

He is far from the succession to the throne due to the nature of being the third. If something happens to the first, the second takes over.

That’s usually the case, so the elder brothers weren’t very wary of the third prince. It must have been great that he himself appealed that he had no desire for the throne.

However, that was when there was a premise that the older brothers who had higher succession rights than themselves would become emperors.

It’s a different story if you’re taken away by someone like a dog bone that pops out of nowhere.

Even if the eldest brother becomes barren, there is no way the father will hand over the position of emperor to the second brother.

The second brother has no brain to think. If you become an emperor, you will end up perishing in ignorant warfare. My father couldn’t have known that.

There was no way he could even come to that position. I knew that much. A father never makes himself emperor.

In the end, the only thing left would be a blind child named Norman. If a father gives the position of emperor to such a bastard, it is literally because the child is precious.

‘To the one who didn’t mix a drop of blood.’

I lost all my father’s attention. Another child takes the attention that he and his older brothers have never received before.

The moment I thought so, the frame of reason that I was strongly suppressing cracked.

it ruins I thought I was going to tear this empire that my father loved to pieces and show how the one you picked could ruin it.

From the day he learned that the child named Norman had the potential to succeed the emperor, the third prince had been preparing step by step.

He used his hand to get news to the temple that had been pursuing the successors of Watoringu for a long time, and secretly helped them to establish themselves in the empire.

But the plans were disrupted.

For a long time, I thought of slowly destroying it in front of my father’s eyes, but the emperor fell ill. dying soon

The whip hitting the maid intensified. After just three strokes, the maid passed out, bleeding from her back.

As soon as I threw the whip on the floor, a male slave, used only in this mansion, came closer and picked up the woman and went outside.

‘I was tricked by my father.’

Norman was fake. The real one was a child who seemed to have been enslaved and abandoned in gold.

The love, trust, and pride floating in the eyes of that child… hahahaha, Father, you were able to make that kind of expression. I thought I was passing out.

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Do not forgive the child

Even the father who loves the child does not forgive.

Even this country that made my father find such a child will never tolerate it.

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Do you think you will forgive your father who leaves such despair behind?

It was while the 3rd prince was gritting his teeth.

The door burst open, and the slave she had been keeping as escort rushed in.

“Master, a message has come from the temple. They say the preparations are complete, the rebellion is ready.”

“…what?”

what are you talking about It’s a rebellion.

＜ Subdue the rebels ＞

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