How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 49

How to live as a tyrant’s spoiled brat Episode 48

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When the emperor finally stopped talking and started talking about money, Sereraji and I stared blankly for a moment.

Jaylilith, wearing a black uniform with gold embroidery over a black dress, smiled faintly as if asking why I was making such a stupid expression.

“Sereraji. The money you promised to share when you came to Jim.”

“Ah. Now I remember.”

Sereraji said with a bright smile.

She had no desire for money because she could always earn it, and the casino did everything it could to avoid paying her the chips, even sending a death squad, so she couldn’t exchange them for cash.

She showed her loyalty by offering half of it to Jaylilith.

“I originally intended to go there as soon as I heard about it, but I was late because of all the incidents going on everywhere. Requests for assistance poured in from all sides, and the Marquis and his wife were talking to me through my nephew, so no matter how much I was burdened, I just couldn’t find the time.”

“No, Your Majesty. I always believed that Your Majesty would remember me.”

At Sereraji’s words, Jaylilith smiled like a girl her age.

“It is certain that a monarch is happy with taxes, cash, and gold! I am no different.”

Speaking in a way that was completely unlike any other girl her age.

“Well, I will give you the articles as soon as possible, so go and get the money. After you get them, I will charge you with drug trafficking and seize all your remaining assets. I will show no mercy. Don’t forget that half of it is yours.”

“I am very grateful, Your Majesty. I will use it all as research funds for my workshop.”

“Yes. It is good to see your loyalty to Sereraji.”

Jaylilith smiled contentedly and asked while loosening her platinum blonde hair.

“Ah, when you mention the workshop, I suddenly remembered. When will the blueprint for the lightning certainty formula you developed be released? I was also very surprised when I saw that formula.”

Sereraji answered with an expression as if he had heard that the place he dug so hard was his grave.

“Your Majesty, when you ask for a blueprint, you must not ask for a hundred different application plans.”

“Are you saying you haven’t even started?”

“Once I receive the money, I will have my disciples come to the workshop and start practicing in earnest. Please wait a little longer.”

“Yeah. Okay. What can’t you do if you have money?”

I was secretly surprised by the conversation unfolding before my eyes.

The Emperor’s orders haven’t even started yet.

Of course, Sereraji was very busy, but if it were normal, it would have been a warning or a thunderbolt.

But today’s Jaylilith seemed to be in a good mood, as if she hadn’t even thought about that.

“Your Majesty. Your complexion is bright today.”

“Yes. Valen, it looks that way to you too.”

She laughed like a carnivore.

Under the hundreds of golden candles lit in the reception room, the shadows cast on his face were deep.

Crackle, sharp white fangs were cut.

“How could it not be fun? The housework is almost done. Thanks to you taking care of all the bastards, there are only a few variables left. Now, if I just deal with the few high-ranking ones left in the Red Moon Palace, it will really be over.”

I asked, feeling like I had to.

“What do you plan to do next?”

Jaylilith continued, smiling contentedly.

“We need to stabilize the government. The gold of the red-light district is more than enough to gather and hire wandering knights and dress them in armor engraved with magic circuits.”

The knights were the most valuable human resources of the era.

You have to feed them ‘well’, clothe them ‘well’, provide them with a ‘well’ place to sleep, and pay them ‘a lot’ of wages.

The amount of gold required to maintain the 200 knights of your order and the Wyvern Pit was beyond imagination.

“Then, we must anoint the newly born saint and secure his legitimacy. As long as he stays in the capital, he will not dare to disobey me.”

“Then… … .”

Without me having to ask, Jaylilith smiled and continued speaking.

Rather, it seemed like he wanted me and Serena to listen.

“Now that I have legitimacy, I will demand allegiance from the great lords of each region. Then I will become the true emperor. Those who resist will be subdued with an army. After that, I will close the demonic realms of each region and go hunting for invaders together with the church. I will not stand by and watch the old ones try to make fun of my subjects. After that… … .”

The emperor muttered dreamily.

“If all the magic realms in the empire have been destroyed, then the next step is the continent. So that humanity will not be swayed by the old things.”

“Do you intend to conquer the world?”

Jaylilith shook her head, her yellow eyes flashing like lightning.

“It’s different. Conquering the world? You can’t expect that to be something I can do anytime, right?”

For a moment, I thought back to decades ago, when I stood on the battlefield with her.

Jaylilith has always been Jaylilith.

Then and now, those heart-pounding words were her essence.

“I always look beyond the boundaries. I hope that the kings of this world and my subjects can live without worrying about erosion and corruption.”

Of course, Jim will gain fame and honor in the process, Jaylilis added, concluding his speech.

She must have been quite excited, as a faint blush spread across her white cheeks.

“So, you two are important because you will be the first step. Sereraji, you exchange the chips without any hesitation, and Valen, you keep a close eye on the remaining royal family members at the Red Moon Palace. There is nothing more pitiful than falling down right before everything is going well.”

I looked at the emperor with a somewhat new feeling.

Before his return, the emperor was flying through the sky on a wyvern, punishing the noble alliance.

‘I have no intention of standing by and watching the old ways try to toy with my subjects.’

The voice lingered in my head.

I muttered under my breath, feeling like tears were coming out for no reason.

As expected, it was a good job of preventing war.

“Your Majesty, may I ask you one more thing?”

“What is it?”

“Can you give those who will remain in the Red Moon Palace a chance to be tested?”

Since I was going to do it anyway, I planned to push the button all the way to the end.

Wouldn’t it be better to save at least one more person?

“Do whatever you want. You are always being tested.”

Jaylilith answered brightly.

* * *

“Shh. Did you hear that?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Your Majesty, this time, you really intend to kill us all.”

“It’s come.”

The royal family was no longer surprised when they heard such stories.

Death was a daily occurrence in the Red Moon Palace.

“Do you really think you’re going to kill them all? Now, all the guys who were dragged out for being traitors, assassins, and invaders have already been dragged out.”

“Aren’t our maternal families from great noble families? Your mother is also from the Marquis Freheit family.”

“That Marquis Freuheit is being held in check by the people who are talking about rebellion and such. I, along with my aunt and uncle, will have my throat cut.”

“That friend of mine, Lancia, said we’re going to meet briefly at midnight today. Are you going?”

“Lancea? Are you talking about that red-light district punk?”

“Why listen to someone who is worse than Valencianus?”

“I’m fine. If we all gather, they’ll kill us, so why are we going to go and see what happens?”

“But I’ll go anyway. I can’t die here. I’ll survive and make that damned majesty laugh.”

No matter what, they were ‘real’ royals with good backgrounds.

There were also members of the royal family who were ranked within the top 10 in the line of succession as of a year ago.

The very fact that they were all gathered in one palace was such a great undertaking that even the Jaylilith had to endure political repercussions.

Even the knights guarding the Red Moon Palace could not enter the third floor where their rooms were located.

Thanks to this, they were able to gather together ‘without anyone knowing’.

At midnight, the royal family gathered one by one in a room where a few candles were lit.

Because darkness gently enveloped the room, it was impossible to see the face unless you looked closely.

“Clarence. You’re here.”

“Is it you, Arietta?”

“That guy, Lancia, was here a while ago.”

“Helena, I didn’t know you would come.”

“I can’t die in a place like this.”

Helena, whose mother was from a countess family renowned for swordsmanship, was a lady with blonde hair and red eyes who resembled her mother even more.

Her red eyes, once a princess but now worse than a sinner, burned with a hellish heat.

Ranchea’s voice began to be heard from afar.

“Brothers and sisters, welcome.”

Some people burst into laughter at the beginning, which sounded like a greeting from a heretical sect.

Of course, it wasn’t wrong, since in reality they were brothers and sisters.

“I, Lanchea, would like to explain to you an escape plan through the red-light district.”

Helena nodded as she listened to the explanation that followed.

“I know this place well, I always go there.”

“Honestly, it’s believable.”

“I see you differently. Could it be that even that foolish act was planned?”

The reactions from people around me weren’t bad either.

There was nothing lacking in the explanation that continued without interruption, the solid connections, and even the second and third alternatives considering contingencies.

Then a small voice came to her ear.

“That kid’s selling drugs again. He’s offering everyone up as sacrifices and trying to sneak off somewhere else.”

Helena slowly turned her head.

And I kept my mouth shut and held back a scream.

“town!”

A royal with white uniforms, slicked-back platinum hair, pale cheeks, and yellow eyes.

Emperor’s Dog, Butcher of Wyvernpit, Murderer of Kin.

Among them was Valencianus, who is said to have fed twenty of his illegitimate children to the devouring monster.

There were more than one or two questions to ask, such as how he got in, where he heard it from, and whether he intended to report it or not.

But Valencian continued speaking faster than she could shout.

“Listen carefully to what I say. If you go there, you’ll definitely die. I’m going out too.”

“!?”

“I know this because I worked under the Emperor. I’ll definitely be abandoned soon. I can’t stand it. I’ll use the kids who leave this time as bait and run away. I’m done talking to Hope Casino. I’ll only take the capable ones, so if you’re up for it, come to the next room after everyone disperses after this meeting.”

It was something I never expected.

It seemed too desperate to be dismissed as a lie.

Valencian did not wait for her answer and disappeared into the crowd.

In the darkness, where she couldn’t even see the face of the person next to her properly, Helena could only make a blank expression.

* * *

Before the regression, there were royals who followed Jaylilith even after me.

To submit to the logic of power, to falsely submit and bide one’s time, to let one’s lust for power take precedence over anger, or to save one’s family.

The reasons were varied, but they were all good people.

They were my precious step-siblings who helped me rehabilitate my body from the addiction to drugs and alcohol when I first got out of the red-light district.

Helena helped me pick up my sword again.

I didn’t want them to die.

I gave the opportunity to take the test to as many people as possible, including not only those who had followed Jaylilith before the regression, but also those who did not have such strong antipathy towards him.

I, who am known for being a jerk, used weak words to make him think that it was unexpected, and used provocative expressions like bait to make him think that Lancer was the dangerous one.

I had no choice but to come here with the intention of just hearing it first.

“Rudy. Prepare some tea. Add lots of herbs so that it calms you down quickly. Light some incense too.”

“Yes, Lord Valen.”

Rudy, carrying two pistols tucked inside the hem of her skirt, followed one step behind me.

Before long the door opened quietly.

“… … Valencianus.”

Helena, a blonde, red-eyed, excellent swordsman and outstanding officer.

“Why did you call us?”

Hadritan, a bright-eyed man with short ash-colored hair.

“Honestly, I don’t trust you.”

Denia, a future spirit sorcerer with long, braided brown hair.

About five more people gathered.

Some of them had their hoods pulled over their heads, so their faces couldn’t be seen, but fortunately, all the loyalists from before the return were gathered there.

I said with relief.

“Lord Tentia. Close the door.”

The royal family was terrified when they heard the word ‘Gyeong’.

“Valencian!”

“It’s a trap!”

“Kill him!”

The room was bustling with people pulling out daggers, chanting spells, and searching for windows.

I sat still and raised one hand to calm the confusion.

“you.”

When Helena saw that I wasn’t moving, she took back the dagger she had pointed at my neck, and Rudy also put away his pistol.

… … When did you pick it?

Helena, who saw Sir Tentia, gritted her teeth and said.

“Is it a trap?”

“no.”

“Then you’ll have to explain what kind of joke this is.”

“okay.”

I shrugged and looked around at the assembled royals.

And then, theatrically, he spread his arms wide and threw a word that struck them like a bolt from the blue.

“I, Valencianus, the Advisor of the Imperial Council, warmly welcome those who have pledged allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor.”

“When me?”

Helena asked back, looking as if she had been hit in the head.