Chapter 38. You can’t be competent! 2020.06.13.
“Gusudapu. What kind of notice is Averardo?” (Gustav. What kind of place is Abelardo?)
Gustav Drubal, the aide-de-camp of His Majesty the Baby Emperor. Face the biggest crisis of your life! he asked with a pale face.
“yes…?”
“Averarudo!!”
Realizing that he hadn’t heard wrong, Gustaf was deeply devastated. Mabel had a lot of contact with Abelardo while growing up, but Mabel never once wondered about Abelardo. It was a very fortunate thing for the situation system, for this empire, and for his own comfortable work life.
‘His Majesty Shang is holding Abelardo in check, fearing that his daughter might be taken away.’
Peace was maintained like that, but in the end, what was to come had to come. The corners of Gustav’s mouth trembled as he was wearing a painted smile.
“Ahaha. Abelardo… well. What kind of place would it be?”
“God Seeds.”
“omg.”
Gustaf shut his mouth at the words that pierced the core. The eyes of the baby emperor looking up at him blankly could not have been so frightening.
‘As expected, His Majesty is the genius of the century. But I can’t tell you the truth. I have no choice but to induce him to hate Abelardo.’
The method Gustav chose was to tell a ‘white lie’. It was deceiving the emperor, but it was for the peace of the empire, so he firmly believed that it would be okay.
‘Because it’s difficult if you’re interested in Abelardo.’
Gustav put on a serious expression.
“Abelardo is an evil kingdom where only very vicious and mean people are gathered.”
“ok…?”
“Especially they catch young children and do terrible things. What kind of bad thing is…”
Gustav furiously conceived a bad thing that was at the eye level of a child in a short time. Mabel’s favorite was dessert. then.
“Okay. Instead of giving them a delicious cake, they devour it right in front of you. Starving is normal. Just for children of His Majesty’s age!”
“….”
Gustav Tanhe thought it was an appropriate threat at eye level, but not to Mabel. He was quite taken aback by the cold eyes looking up at him.
“Why… do you see it that way, Your Majesty?”
“Gusudapu. (Gustav. You can’t lie.)
“Are you saying that’s a lie?”
“What’s up? Go away.” (It’s okay. Go away.)
Gustav stared blankly at Mabel’s back as he ruthlessly turned away.
“I think you looked at me with contempt right away… but you must be mistaken.”
It was not an illusion.
***
“It’s Gusudapu Gatuni who complains about his wife.
” Data research through him is boldly discarded.
‘I have a way too.’
I held the large envelope I had prepared in my arms and stood proudly in the clearing deep in the garden. All the eyes of the knights and maids who followed as an escort were focused on me.
“What is His Majesty trying to do?”
“well…?”
When everyone was wondering what I was going to do, I shouted out loud.
“Twitter it. I’m thirsty for food!” (Cheekers. Let’s eat!)
Food Duck! At my cry, the birds on the trees flew all at once. The sight of the feathers of all kinds of birds falling like snow from the sky was truly spectacular.
“It’s pretty… Oh no.”
I watched with admiration, and quickly came to my senses. Before I knew it, tweeters were standing around me and waiting. Seeing that birds of different kinds gathered together, the atmosphere was unusual. I added a warning in a hurry because I thought there would be a bloody wind.
‘Let’s not fight, tweeters. If we fight, we won’t eat.’
Then, the birds all answered, ‘Jaeak-‘.
‘kind.’
[Give me some food!]
The sparrow politely asked for food. I nodded and put my hand in the envelope. In the midst of the tension flowing to eat the feed first, I laughed wickedly.
‘I want to eat?’
“Ze-ak!”
‘If you want to eat, give each person one piece of information.’
I, who had been ripped off by animals all the time, is no more! And my plan was indeed successful. The birds began to share whatever information they knew with each other in order to get some more food. It was the winter migratory birds that heard Abelardo that stood out by far. I scattered bird feed and diligently gathered information.
[The God King has light purple hair.]
‘Yeah. and?’
[Tit. And the color of her eyes is as red as blood!]
‘Oh. also?’
[That bastard stole mine and ate it!]
‘Don’t fight.’
[Even when my father’s father was alive, the god king was the god king.]
The lifespan of winter migratory birds I know is usually about 30 years, so I could guess that the age of the god king was over 50 years old on average.
“Ugh.”
I suddenly got goosebumps.
‘You mean my old grandfather is obsessed with me?’
Hello your conscience. Anyway, there was a lot of useful information about birds. I got a lot of information about Abelardo’s God King. Michael Abelardo. He is the God King of the Holy Kingdom of Abelardo, and it is said that he is reluctant to reveal himself to the extent that only a handful of people have seen his face.
‘I said he’s an eccentric personality.’
He’s a cranky old man, so I really don’t want to get involved. The Holy Empire served the god ‘Ades’. The God King was such a faithful servant of God. Living by the gods, I had no choice but to cling to my existence, which had come down to the oracle.
‘I actually tried to kidnap him.’
Even with this holy object, it seemed that it was an intention to touch my latent divine power and make them find them. Probably because the professional priests would take good care of my physical condition rather than the non-professional imperial doctor.
“Hmm.”
When I threw the food with a whimper, the birds excitedly pecked at the floor. I threw the Whiik Moi again.
[There are many things to eat in Abelardo. Tweet.]
I suddenly had a doubt. If my ability to communicate with natural objects is thanks to God’s arrangement, wouldn’t there be some priests like me who can communicate with animals?
‘It’s worth looking into.’
As long as the God King was constantly trying to take me, I couldn’t avoid it forever. It seems that the situation system is ignoring it until the end. Before I knew it, the Moi in the bag was exposed.
“Ja. Igo is the end!” (Now, this is the end!)
I whimpered, turned the envelope over, and dusted it off on the floor. Seeing me like that, the ladies-in-waiting applauded.
“Oh, you are so cute. You even feed the birds yourself and are so kind.”
“therefore. It seems like it was just yesterday when you were squirming, but you’re already toddling around like this and feeding the birds…!”
“Your Majesty is so handsome!”
I shook my head as I listened to the dishonorable maids today. Anyway, in the eyes of others, the site of my wonderful data research seems to be the site of feeding the birds. I laughed at the thought that I had a great information book. Now, am I also ending the life of the animal’s food hogu?
‘Then I’ll take good care of you next time, tweeters!’
[Don’t tell me if you don’t bring rice.]
[That’s right, chirp.]
“…”
That’s right. I was still a hoe
***
Late at night when owls chirp in search of food.
[I’m here.]
The cheese gangster appeared. After falling asleep, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and raised my upper body.
“I’m not the one who comes to Onurun…” (Today isn’t the day to come…)
[Twee.]
The squeaker spit something in front of me. I picked it up without saying a word, fearing that I would offend the squeak. Again, it was a note. The sender is presumed to be Aidan. what the hell is written I sprinted to the balcony and looked at the note in the moonlight. [Different self-made.]
“Ugh?”
Have you ever used it? Even though I frowned and looked over the dishes, that was the only word written.
“This is Monde!”
My head was full of question marks. Aidan So everyone knew that Devlin’s demons were no ordinary beings. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be possible to have great power at such a young age? So I didn’t fully understand it, but I moved on for the time being about figuring out my abilities.
‘Even if I tried to interrogate him, I couldn’t meet him anyway.’
To meet secretly, between Aidan and I, there was an impenetrable escort named Lisandro. ok Looking at the note, I thought deeply and tore it from the drawer. And after writing it in short scribbles, I handed it out to the squeaker.
“This is me. Chiju asks him to get it.” (Give this to him. Ask him for cheese.) [They do
n’t take deferred payment, but take a picture.]
As the days go by, the squeaks of the squeaks increase. I politely put my hands together.
“Please, please, the two great squeakers.”
[Shoot more politely.]
“Please.” (Please.)
[I’ll take a look at it this time.]
I let out a deep sigh as I watched the clappers disappear into the darkness.
“A scary periodontal thug.”
Are you tired of being dirty? Don’t be afraid! I’m holding back to see if I’m right.
***
My dethronement project was still going on today. As soon as I entered the meeting room, I lay down on the throne as if I had been waiting. From one day on, a soft cushion was placed on the throne. Even the pillows and blankets that the servants gave one by one. Hwangjwaji was just a small bed for me.
‘I don’t think this is something…’
But it’s already too late to turn around. Today, in order to stay faithful to the concept of being a foolish emperor, I tightly covered myself with a blanket and closed my eyes. In her arms was a stuffed rabbit.
‘Pretend to sleep, pretend to sleep.’
Then, a sigh came from the direction where the servants and uncles were.
“iced coffee. To hear that His Majesty is sleeping with the doll I brought with me.”
“Whoops. I brought the blanket over me.”
“Isn’t the most important thing for a comfortable sleep, of course, a pillow? Yes, I have prepared it!”
Embarrassed by the boastful voices of the servants, I turned my body toward the backrest. Then again, sighs erupted from all over the place.
“iced coffee. Back of the head…!”
“Uh-huh, the choice of vocabulary is disrespectful.”
“Let
me see you a little longer…”
If you want to look good, you will flatter Sang Hwang, why are you doing this to me? I’m just a pants emperor with no power. I felt a hand stroking my hair for a moment, and then I heard Hwang Sang-jae’s voice right next to me.
“Start the meeting.”
Soon, the atmosphere that had been distracted was gone, and a heated discussion broke out among the servants. I overheard the meeting while closing my eyes and pretending to be asleep.
“Recently, there has been a secret trade in fireworks. The price of one bulb is like a castle.”
“Wouldn’t it be too much to have one castle?”
“Because it is so difficult to grow that it would be a miracle to grow a single fireweed.”
The point of the meeting was that there was a shortage of ornamental flowers, pyrotechnics, in the social world. Somehow, it reminded me of the ‘Tulip Panic’ that happened in the Netherlands.
‘As expected, there are people who like to show off everywhere.’
All human affairs are the same.
“I invested all my money into cultivating fireweed, but it failed, and merchants and traders are going bankrupt one after another.”
“If you succeed, it’s great, if you fail, it’s your downfall.”
I shut my itchy mouth. I know how to solve it, but I never thought to step out.
‘You shouldn’t be able to do it. It shouldn’t become useless!’
Remembering that the more you open your mouth, the further away you are from the dethronement, and endured it diligently. Fortunately, we quickly moved on to the next item.
“The drought in the west is severe, and the request for imperial assistance has come in.”
The Ermano Empire was the largest country in the world. So, at this point in time when the capital city was transitioning from winter to spring, other areas were also in full swing of summer.
‘Because even in China, the climate is diverse.’
It was said that the West was suffering from famine because it had not rained for several months. For a long time, discussions for support from the West took place.
“This is enough support, but it seems that measures are needed for public sentiment.”
It was Duke Javier’s voice. As if disapproving of that, the Marquis of Gardenia responded.
“It’s a roadblock. what are you talking about?”
“How about holding a rain ritual?”
Duke Javier’s voice full of laughter seemed to somehow cool the atmosphere. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the meeting room.
‘Oops. It’s bloody.’
I could see the poor servants who were overwhelmed by the fight between the two masters, restless. While watching with interest, I suddenly met eyes with Duke Javier, who turned his head.
‘omg.’
“What do you think, Your Majesty?”
“Yes?”
Everyone’s eyes turned to me. Even though I was embarrassed, I did not take my eyes off Duke Javier.
‘There must be a reason why a rain ritual must be held, right?’
Seeing him obsessed like this, there must have been some ulterior motive. Hmm. After thinking briefly, I nodded my head willingly.
“Hakkaeyo.” (I will.)
“Your Majesty!”
Grandpa hurriedly stopped me, but I didn’t even look at him. Instead, he laughed at Duke Javier.
“Daeshi’s Jogon is Lee Ssumi.” (Instead, there is a condition.)
“Heh heh. What is?”
“Hapieru Gon doesn’t know how to live like that. I am very impressed with the prints. Because it’s a word-.” (I didn’t know that Prince Javier would think of the people that way. Jim was very moved. So-.)
My smile deepened.
“Give me some food for the hungry people!”
Do you have any money? Give it to me if you have it!
