How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 12

How to live as a tyrant’s spoiled brat Episode 12

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It was the beginning of summer, when the heat was really starting to set in.

“Mr. Valen, I’m off to work. Sorry. Am I late?”

Rudy greeted, breathing heavily.

“Yeah. Did you have a nice time meeting your friend?”

I, who had been practicing fire magic for a long time, poked my head out and asked.

“Yes. I’m sorry. He’s so busy that he doesn’t have time to even send a package to his parents. He can just drop it off in front of the West Palace. Why did you call him all the way out?”

She said she delivered a package to her friend who works at the West Palace this morning.

“Yeah. It would be good to listen to your friend’s request. Someday, I will need help too.”

“haha.”

“Well done. Even if you have to abandon the royal family in the palace, you should do a favor for your friend.”

“yes yes?”

Rudy’s green eyes blinked worriedly.

My shoulders were starting to slump, so I hastily pulled my face up.

“I’m joking. I’m joking! I’m sorry.”

“I won’t buy you any alcohol.”

“I won’t make that kind of joke again. Huh? What did you bring? What is that?”

When I saw Rudy carrying a dirty box, I quickly changed the subject.

Luckily, Rudy just rolled his eyes and passed it by.

“There’s a package for you, Valen. It’s really heavy.”

“Who said it was sent by?”

“It’s a red mask.”

I threw down the grimoire and ran to Rudy.

“They’re here. They’re here.”

I quickly took the box.

The weight of it made me laugh.

“What is this?”

“It must be the money I won at Hope Casino last time. I thought I’d lost everything after paying the fine, so I gave up on it, but luckily, you came.”

I was going to be satisfied with just getting permission to practice swordsmanship.

I smiled broadly and opened the old wooden box.

The inside of the box was clean, unlike the exterior.

It contained a thick leather pouch, a letter, and a badge with a spiral design.

[Thanks to your advice, my life was saved. I am grateful for your kindness and am sending you warm money. As I said, I did not deduct any exchange fees. If you come again, I will serve you with all my heart.]

“Things will go better next time I go.”

I muttered, carefully holding the spiral badge that signified my status as a guest of the organization in my bosom.

As a member of the royal family, I have to treasure the guest badge of a red-light district criminal organization.

Fate will laugh at me.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt like I was going crazy, but I couldn’t help it.

Because it is a place that we will be connected to for a long time to come.

“How much did you bring? Even if it’s silver, it must be a considerable amount.”

Rudy asked, pulling out his leather pouch.

I thought about the chips piled up in front of me.

The chips I got from Madam were worth about 350 silver coins.

In front of him, the people gave him about 100 silver coins worth of chips.

“I think it would be over forty-five gold coins?”

Rudy dropped his pocket.

Her green eyes grew as big as silver platters and her mouth fell open.

“Mr. Valen. Shall we go to Hope Casino together?”

“Rudy!”

I smiled bitterly.

“This is my annual salary for several years. What are you going to do with it now?”

I thought of a few magical tools that might be helpful for what’s to come.

“I’ll explain it to you later when I get there. I don’t know if it’s available in the capital right now.”

“‘Go’? Are you going out with me?”

“Of course. Last time, I told you that we should go out together when I had money.”

Rudy looked moved.

Why is he acting like this all of a sudden?

“When do you think you’ll have time?”

I glanced at the calendar and answered.

“Starting tomorrow, I’ll be receiving swordsmanship training with the 1st Guards.”

“yes.”

“Let’s get through that training during the week and go on the weekend if we still have energy.”

“I’ll keep that in mind as meaning I won’t be able to go for a while.”

Rudy smiled sadly.

Oh my, my fate.

When I had no money, I had a lot of time, but now that I have this much money, I don’t have time to spend it.

“Oh, Rudy. And please buy me a few of these.”

It was something I was a little embarrassed to ask for, so I originally planned to go alone, but now that it has come to this, I can’t help it.

I wrote the list in a small notebook and handed it over.

“Why do you need this? Do you believe this will work? No. Even if it does, everything in this price range is fake.”

Rudy’s face hardened as he checked the last item.

I bowed my head in front of her feet and said shamelessly.

“Please don’t look at me like that.”

“What’s wrong with my eyes?”

“It’s like seeing a bug.”

“Your Majesty. This is low quality.”

* * *

“Your Highness the Grand Duke of Valen! You must run faster.”

“Your Highness the Grand Duke of Valen! Where did the speed you had when you kicked my legs go?”

The sun slowly set beyond the horizon.

A total of 55 kg of weight, including 35 kg of training armor and 20 kg of lead, weighed down my limbs and torso.

I looked out into the mist near the setting sun, out of breath.

Even though I turned my head, the afterimage of the red sunset followed me before my eyes.

I think there’s something wrong with my eyes.

My throat was scratchy, my legs were shaking, and my body felt heavy as if it weighed a ton.

No. It’s not just my eyes that are the problem.

“Your Majesty! Why did you send me here?”

It was half sincere and half acting.

That is, half of it was true.

Sir Bonnell, the half-shaven man who had dueled me, and his senior, Sir Tentia, the red-haired man, pushed me on the back.

“Run faster!”

“Now you know how hard it was for me!”

Why did it turn out like this?

I thought this would be a good opportunity to properly learn the Imperial Swordsmanship developed by Jaylilith.

But why didn’t I ever think that Imperial swordsmanship training always involved physical training?

I know that this training will be of great help in future wars.

I know it, but it’s so hard I could die.

Mana, which was far more abundant than her peers, has now run out.

Even his well-trained, solid muscles screamed with every movement.

“If you just turn this wheel, you can practice the second level of Imperial Swordsmanship.”

Sir Tentia stood next to me and pushed my back.

I groaned and pulled in my chin to catch my breath.

“And that’s while wearing this armor and kicking a lead ball!”

“I will check your posture from the side.”

“Thank you, Lord Tentia.”

“Your Highness, when you’re done, can you go back and rest?”

“Yes. You can relax while getting a massage from maid Rudy.”

Thanks to that, I’m still alive.

“I have to go on patrol duty at the West Palace again.”

So, that meant, don’t cry.

“Oh, my. I will comfort you with my words.”

I pretended not to understand and muttered.

“Is that the end?”

“Do you want me to comfort you with my body rather than with words?”

Sir Tentia struck my back plate with her steel gauntlet, making a loud noise.

Boom! My back was cold even though I was wearing armor.

“I have no desire to become Your Majesty’s new sister-in-law in this situation. Of course, Valen is in good health, but I think it would be better if you consoled me with money.”

“I still have some of the Tears of the Wasteland I received last time. How about a glass?”

The knight’s eyes wavered as he heard the name of an expensive wine that money couldn’t buy.

“Can I come visit you after work today?”

At that moment, the last piece of sunset poured down on Sir Tentia.

Short, slightly messy hair with a tinge of ash-red, and deep, dark eyes and lips the color of the finest ruby.

A beauty with the impression of a wolf leader, possessing both dignity and sorrow.

“I’ll be waiting. What do you like for a snack?”

“Please prepare cheese and ham, and if you have any ice grapes, please. If you don’t have any, I will get them.”

“Ice grapes? Grapes as a side dish to wine?”

“It suits you amazingly well.”

Sir Lentia was a loyal and honest knight, but also a drinker with a firm philosophy.

“I will prepare for the second stage of Imperial Swordsmanship!”

“Ouch! My arm, my arm won’t go up.”

“Tuck your chin in and puff out your chest!”

But can I drink alcohol in this condition?

As I swung my sword absentmindedly with those thoughts in mind, even the piece of sunset soon disappeared below the horizon.

“Oh my god, I’m dying. I’m dying.”

I untied the lead from my arms and legs and took off my deliberately heavy training armor.

“I’ll loosen up and go!”

Sir Tentia grabbed the back of my neck as I tried to escape to the carriage.

“Are you planning to roll me over here any further?”

“If you don’t stretch, your muscles will be stiff tomorrow and you won’t be able to move a single finger.”

“My maid Rudy will give you a massage.”

“That level of massage won’t be enough to relieve the fatigue from this training.”

I finished my stretching, groaning.

Only then did Lord Tentia let me go.

“Then I will come to the Red Moon Palace to see you after work. It will be midnight when I wash up and leave the dorms.”

“Okay. I’ll be waiting.”

I got into the carriage.

The moment I got on, my legs gave out and I almost fell.

I took a teaspoon of salt that Rudy had given me and put it in my mouth.

The scent of the sea and the salty taste spread in my mouth.

I picked up a large jug of water and drank it down in gulps.

The ice inside the carriage had all melted and was already lukewarm.

But it was a taste I couldn’t put down.

“ha.”

I emptied the water bottle completely.

I let out a deep sigh and all the strength left my body.

I was so tired that I began to feel sleepy.

Still, I was able to hold out better than the first day after doing it consistently for a few days.

At that time, as soon as I got into the carriage, I fell asleep as if I had fainted.

I recalled Tentia and his manly face in my sleepy mind.

I pictured short, slightly messy hair with a reddish-gray hue.

She is soon in danger of being falsely accused and purged.

And he meets the rebel prince Justinian and becomes his right-hand man.

And in the distant future, he becomes the tenth Sword Master of the Soletarato Empire.

Tentia, this is probably a story you can’t even imagine right now.

I looked at the West Palace and muttered under my breath.

Twenty years from now, you will protect the rebel prince Justinian and die at the hands of the emperor.

When the Emperor vacates the capital and heads south to deal with you and the rebel prince, the barbarians and demons from the north come over the wall.

I will never let that happen.

I will clear your name.

First, let’s create an alibi at the drinking party.

“Let’s go and sleep until Lord Tentia comes.”

Tonight will be quite long.

* * *

“Rise, Your Highness.”

Rudy shook me awake.

I sat up in one breath and checked the time.

Fortunately, it was dark outside the window.

“Thank goodness I didn’t sleep until morning. It’s about 11 o’clock now?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

I changed into a reasonably neat shirt, unbuttoned three buttons, and pushed my hair back.

“What happened to what I said?”

Rudy answered monotonously.

“I’ve prepared Tears of the Wasteland, side dishes, and coffee.”

Coffee liquor is sweet and has a strong aroma, so it goes down smoothly, but it has a higher alcohol content than expected.

I heard from the city’s playboys that it’s the best place to eat with the opposite s*x in a comfortable setting…

“Is that all?”

“And I bought that last thing you mentioned too!”

Rudy held out a few incense sticks as if he really didn’t like them.

Incense also called bachelor’s incense.

It was a fragrance that fascinated the opposite s*x and made them lose their minds.

Of course, that was only possible with fairly expensive items, and it had no effect on things like those sold in back alleys.

“Your Majesty. What are you planning to do to Lord Tentia!”

She glared at me with angry eyes.

I turned around as if I was annoyed and gave Rudy a warning to leave.

“Stay out the side door.”

“majesty!”

“hurry.”

“Valentine, I am disappointed.”

Rudy kicked the seat and slammed the side door shut.

bang!

Hearing that, I smiled bitterly.

It was a calculated move, an expected reaction, but I can’t help feeling this pang in my heart.

Since no one asked me to do it, I just took it on.

Outside the window, a rider who appeared to be Lord Tentia was running in the distance.

“It is late, Your Majesty.”

“No, it was fun waiting.”

I sat the Tentia Lord down in front of me and poured Tears of the Wasteland into his cup.

“Come on in. The scent will all fly away.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Sir Tentia smiled happily when he saw the color of the wine.

She smiled contentedly as she raised her glass to smell the scent.

“The scent alone makes me happy. I am so grateful for this opportunity.”

“It was a shame to eat alone. I wish there was someone I could meet face to face with.”

We clinked our glasses. A clear, crackling sound rang out.

I tilted my head back slightly and slowly sipped the expensive liquid down my throat.

A splendid fragrance spread through my head.

I thought about it as I took a few more drinks and became intoxicated by the aroma.

It’s almost time to come.

As if in response to those words, the sound of military boots was heard.

At the sound of rough footsteps, Sir Tentia put down her glass and looked around.

Bam! The next moment, the door opened and armed knights rushed into the room.

The plate armor covering his entire body reflected the candlelight and glowed brightly.

“Please take off your shoes when you come in.”

I spoke indifferently to the masses that filled the room.

The man who had just entered the room paused for a moment upon hearing those words, then took off his shoes.

“I am Barbatos, the commander of the ‘Black Iron’ Knights. Your Highness the Grand Duke of Valencian. May I take Sir Tentia with me?”

A man with reddish-brown hair like a lion’s mane and shining black eyes.

A giant knight with both wildness and intelligence. Barbatos.

“Can I ask why?”

I said with a look of regret running through my whole body.

Barbatos’ eyes scanned me and my room.

A man and a woman alone in the middle of the night.

An outfit with three buttons undone, revealing the collarbone.

Finest wines and tempting coffee liquors.

Cheap single-person households that seem to appear everywhere.

Barbatos looked at me again and let out a contemptuous sigh.

“Your Highness the Grand Duke of Valen. Sir Tentia is accused of stealing imperial relics stored in the West Palace.”

Sir Tentia opened her mouth wide.

I jumped out of my seat and stood between them.

“That can’t be!”

“How can you be sure?”

“Do you think you can leisurely drink alcohol in the palace on a day you commit theft?”