How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 171

How to live as a tyrant's spoiled brat, episode 171

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The hallway in front of Jaylilith's office was grandly arched, and from the ceiling a gilded chandelier shone with white and red gems.

Outside the large glass windows, as expensive as jewels, summer birds sing and green trees sway in the summer breeze.

In front of the office of the emperor of Soletaras, the world's greatest power, amidst the clouds drifting leisurely across the blue sky

“Ah, get out of the way!”

“Me first!”

It was bustling, as if we had come to a market!

“It is time to discuss the symptoms with Your Majesty.”

“You told me to avoid symptoms as much as possible… … but there’s nothing I can do.”

High-ranking officials who couldn't even bring documents in their possession brought them on wheeled carts.

“Of the 55 bills passed in the second quarter, how many do you think His Majesty will ultimately agree to?”

“First of all, the Vigilante Law seems certain to pass. The secret agreement between Senator Cornell and Archduke Valencianus… … .”

Multi-term lawmakers who brought a booklet summarizing the congressional reports.

“If we redevelop this area, how much will we have to give to the royal family?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to get permission first?”

“While we’re at it, we should also widen the canal itself… … .”

Court nobles who came to the emperor with various requests.

“I would like to improve His Majesty the Emperor’s improved light-gathering magic streetlight into a mobile version and distribute it to the front lines.”

“While we’re at it, let’s also train the imperial family’s semi-knight-level heavy infantry.”

Helena and officers of the Brass Knights come to see the Emperor to strengthen the military.

“Sir, we need to increase the number by at least 500.”

“Hmm. I would like to increase the number by 1000.”

Barbatos and the Chief of Police came to reinforce the police chiefs ahead of the visit of the nobles.

“I’m going to take this opportunity to raise more budget to improve the wound healing potion.”

“This is truly an unexpected turn of events. Would you mind if I recommended some good test subjects?”

“Recommendations for Sereraji are always welcome.”

To the workshop owners and Sereraji who came to report on the performance of the Imperial Magic Workshop.

Sereraji?

“Sister. I see everything from here. What brings you here?”

A long robe with red lining and blue outer fabric, a peaked hat, shiny blue hair, and gold and silver ornaments stood out.

“Oh my. It’s been a while. I also have to report to His Majesty and get the budget. Didn’t you sleep well? Your face looks even more pale.”

“I had an unexpected fight. Thanks to Lord Tentia, I wasn’t hurt.”

Sereraji looked a little disappointed.

There was a hint of malice in that fresh face.

Hardritan, who was next to me, reflexively took a step back.

Sereraji snatched a bottle of pink potion from the short-haired pink craftsman next to her.

I just interpreted it along with the conversation about the subject, and the color was very suspicious.

I decided to launch a preventive offensive.

“Sister. That’s just violence in the workshop. As a genius, you may not be able to set an example. Are you being so cruel to your seniors just because you’re a magician who’s good at fighting?”

I laughed heartily and made a joke, and Sereraji shot back in a smooth tone.

“Shut up. I’m a grand duke too.”

“If you’re the Grand Duke, can you do whatever you want?”

“First, it’s not your place to say anything. Second, did you think it wouldn’t work?”

For a moment, I was speechless, and Sereraji opened the cork of the potion and handed it to me.

“Drink.”

“What is this?”

“It’s a potion that helps with recovery from fatigue.”

I squinted my eyes as I recalled my conversation with Sereraji a few days ago.

“Didn’t you say that all fatigue recovery potions were drugs back then? If you’re a genius wizard, how come you can’t even remember what you said? Oh, that’s right. I should have told Captain Barbatos to catch all the guys selling fatigue recovery potions on Magic Street.”

As I suddenly changed the subject and turned to Sir Barbatos, Sererazie reached out as if to grab me by the scruff of the neck.

“You’re also a changer.”

“No way!”

Of course, I wasn't some idiot who couldn't react to the attacks of a mere lazy wizard.

I lightly pushed Sereraji's hand away and with my other hand pushed Hardritan's back to offer him up as a sacrifice to Sereraji.

But there was electricity flowing through Sereraji's hands.

Dismissed!

“Ahh!”

It wasn't so much that I couldn't hold on, but it was enough to startle me, and I ended up having my wrists grabbed.

“Eat it when I give it to you! Don’t you think it’s common for an older sister to even prepare potions for her younger sibling?”

“No. I said that it was still being tested.”

“You won’t die if you take it, right? Besides, that senior is a magic potion expert who also participated in the design of the blue potion you’re taking. You can trust him.”

The pink-haired wizard smiled shyly.

"lol."

It was a smile that was not at all believable.

I rolled my eyes like a rascal and spoke quietly.

“If something happens to my body, we both have to tie sandbags to each other and do ten laps around the training ground. I will never die alone.”

I drank some really suspicious pink potion.

To my surprise, it tasted like strawberries.

I felt like my body was getting a little hot.

"uh?"

“How is it?”

The pink-haired wizard asked with anticipation.

I answered with a frown.

“Isn’t this a health tonic?”

“Nutritional… … What?”

“Isn’t it an aphrodisiac?”

“What good would it do to feed that to you? Without that medicine, you could keep Grace, the little princess, up all night… … .”

“Stop fabricating things!”

It definitely worked.

My body felt much lighter.

I felt like I had woken up from a deep sleep or had received a priest's blessing.

“But this isn’t a drug?”

The pink-haired wizard said with a hehehe.

“You can think of it as a very weak potion. When you’re tired, even the small wounds that form inside your body don’t heal, but it heals those. This is a new development.”

If this effect was to be followed, it would sell like hotcakes even if it was commercialized right away.

“But why is further research needed?”

“There are some unknown side effects.”

"side effect?"

“It’s dependent and addictive. Hehe.”

I called Sir Barbatos.

“Boss! There are two drug dealers here!”

* * *

Fortunately, Sereraji and I, two former rascals who were drug dealers, took the lead in testing the new potion and found that it was less addictive than the original.

I promised the pink-haired wizard that I would let her know if anything unusual happened in the future, and after a long conversation with Sir Barbatos about the fatigue recovery potion of the magic street, I went into Jaerilis' office.

The Chief of Police was repeatedly delighted that he had one more reason to increase personnel, only to be frustrated that the workload had increased.

“Your Majesty, I have come!”

Jaylilith was smiling as always, lazy and arrogant, amidst a mountain of documents.

“Archduke Valencianus. And Archduke Hadritan too.”

As expected, the emperor was a superman.

I was tired of waiting and wanted to just sit down in the hallway, but her eyes were still shining brightly.

“Your Majesty, your body and mind are like forged steel… … .”

“I just drank a bottle of fatigue recovery potion. It worked well.”

"ah."

“Early summer is usually the busiest time after early winter, but with the visits of the great nobles, even three bodies won’t be enough.”

Suddenly I smelled the scent of coffee coming from one side of the office.

A maid was even bringing in a small brazier and making coffee.

“Your Majesty, how long has it been since you had a good night’s sleep?”

Jaylilith counted on her fingers without saying a word.

Even after counting on all ten fingers, she blinked.

The sun seemed to be setting and rising.

“… … I don’t think it’s that important.”

"your majesty!"

“But now it’s your last. I think Jim will go home and sleep well today.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

“Jim always thinks well.”

Jaylilith looked at Hadritan with that lazy, cruel smile.

“Let’s send you back first. You seem quite tired from being with Archduke Valencian.”

Hardritan's verification was quickly completed.

“I am for Your Majesty and the Empire… … .”

It is said that he was already well-known within the Ministry of Finance as an honest and capable administrator.

In fact, since he had not learned magic or swordsmanship, he had less need for verification than Helena.

If you do something suspicious, you can crush it at any time, and even if it does erode, the symptoms will appear quickly and it won't be that strong.

If there's one thing that bothers me a little, it's that I feel like he somehow feels guilty toward me.

Jaylilith also looked back and forth between Hardritan and me, giving Hardritan a sidelong glance, and every time he bit his lip, narrowed his blue eyes, and fidgeted.

I didn't really feel like I was harmed, so I didn't ask or investigate.

“Then let’s go in.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Hardritan bowed his head and took a step back.

Since he was not a member of the Knights Templar, it was proper etiquette for him to step down like that.

Jaylilith looked at me, muttering, “Now.”

“It is time to prepare for the joyful oath of allegiance.”

* * *

The night was deep.

I was last in line, and there was no one waiting for an audience behind me.

Thanks to this, the Emperor and I were able to leisurely list the names of the local nobles who would come up.

I said, counting down a series of names.

“I was surprised to find that there were fewer of them than I had expected. There are only a handful of direct officials among the countless counts in the empire.”

Jaylilith smiled leisurely and nodded.

“Well, even if you are a servant, there is no need to have so many servants. The emperor is not someone who rules, but someone who reigns.”

The political system of the empire is feudalism, and feudalism is simply a system in which the vassals pay taxes and the lord protects them.

There were several types of vassals: vassals, vassals, direct vassals, and auxiliary vassals.

A vassal is anyone who swore loyalty to Jaerilis and received land or wealth, and a vassal is one of those vassals who stayed at the court.

Sir Tentia serves the Emperor in the capital and receives a salary, so she is both a vassal and a vassal, while her brother Sir Lentia serves the Emperor in the central region and holds land, so he is a vassal but not a vassal.

Also, a 'direct vassal' is a vassal who serves his lord directly, and a 'baesin' is a lower-level vassal who serves that vassal.

When the count serves the marquis and the marquis serves the emperor, the count is a 'betrayer' from the emperor's point of view, and he is not the emperor's man.

Therefore, among the hundreds of landed nobles of the empire, there were fewer great nobles who had to come to the capital this time and pledge their allegiance than expected.

I laughed when I saw only one name on the list of things to come from belly fat.

“Only one person needs to come from the North. After all, all 64 counties in the North have the Septentrios Duke as their lord.”

Jaylilith muttered lazily.

“It wasn’t for nothing that Jim gave Severic the grain.”

“The problem is the West. It is so vast and has so many great nobles, there are six direct marquises and 23 direct counts.”

“The East is not easy either. There is one Marquis, and the territory he controls is more than three times that of the other Marquisates.”

I recalled my memories from before my regression, recalling the real goals, relationships, and weaknesses of the nobles.

I wondered how I could get them to swear allegiance and follow Jaylilis in the future.

“Your Majesty. How about promoting the Marquis of Asenorta in the East to a Duke?”

“Promotion? So you mean we should create another giant like Septentrios?”

“The fewer the direct reports and the more the betrayals, the easier it will be to manage. Asenortha has always longed for its former glory, so if it is promoted, it will not be long before it dominates the East.”

“… … Yes. To become a capable emperor, you must have capable vassals. I will listen carefully to your advice. What should we do about the West?”

I have chosen the most dangerous of the flying and soaring nobles of the Empire.

“Your Majesty. In the end, we must catch the wave of the times. No matter how many strong people there are, if another strong person joins forces with the imperial family, we will not sit idly by and watch.”

“That is indeed so.”

“The Iron Blood Lord of the West, the Marquis of the Southwest, and the Red Flag Admiral of the South. If we can gain their loyalty, the rest will follow the wave and become loyal.”

“Yes. Let’s use it actively. If the subordinates fight, won’t ‘we’ reign?”

we.

When I heard that, I felt like crying.

"grandee?"

“Excuse me, Your Majesty. Oh, I have already prepared an open space for their guards to stand in. We are also in the process of establishing a garrison outside the walls.”

“Okay. I’ll leave it up to you. Use the budget and manpower however you want.”

“I am so grateful. Also… … .”

We've been talking about the future for a long time.

“If you take my oath of loyalty.”

“I will immediately root out the encroachers throughout the empire!”

Until dawn.