Margrave’s Bastard Son was The Emperor Chapter 113

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Episode 113. entry

“ruler! “If you’re ready, let’s go!”

“I’m sure there’s nothing missing, right? “What about water and food?”

“We brought out another wagon and loaded it up. The higher you went, the more snow it would have fallen. “I can’t speed up, so now I have to run constantly, except at night.”

“okay. If you’re late, you’re in trouble. “Let’s go now.”

Romandro fastened his coat tightly and helped the coachmen. A market is a market, and the manpower that prepared it in a few hours was quite high-quality. The drivers looked sturdy, and the horses were also shiny and shiny, with little attention paid to them.

It was an unspoken bribe to take a good look at my situation.

“Ian. “Harsha isn’t coming?”

“Hasha? “Who is Harsha?”

“You saw it earlier. dog.”

“… dog?”

Romandro tilted his head at Beric’s words. Come to think of it, he only saw Harsha talking to Beric, but he didn’t really see him talking. Ian added, instructing them to close the back door of the carriage.

“I’ll tell you more details as I go. There are so many eyes and ears here.”

“ah. okay. “Sure.”

“Here he comes.”

Beric chuckled when he saw Harsha running down the hill in the distance. He was running with a family photo in his mouth, panting and wondering if he was late.

“You’re all there. “Let’s leave now.”

“All right. Coachmen, step up!”

“I will leave slowly, starting with the car in front!”

Harsha managed to get inside the open carriage door and fell into Ian’s arms. The carriage procession slowly passed through the streets that had not yet been cleared. Residents gathered from left and right, lightly waving their hands.

Crack, crackle!

“Take care!”

“Goodbye, nobleman!”

“Oh my gosh, come in!”

The mayor also followed along and bowed his head until the end. Ian closed the curtain, warning us to be careful with his eyes.

Charak!

Romandro was sitting across from Harsha, not hiding his nervousness.

“Are you afraid of animals?”

“no? “Isn’t that what it is?”

“But how did it get stuck in the neck?”

Romandro just swallowed his saliva and continued to laugh. Although it’s not scary, it seems uncomfortable. Harsha stuck his tongue out as she panted and then greeted her gracefully.

-Nice to meet you. I am Harsha and Tokuntai.

“… Well, I’m sorry. Honestly, I thought you guys were hearing nonsense because you were magic users. Why, those whose five senses are tense sometimes seem crazy, no. Excuse me. Huh.”

It was Romandro who confessed as soon as he heard Harsha’s voice. And then he stopped and grabbed Harsha’s front paw. It’s the same thing Ian did.

“Nice to meet you. “I am Romanro, an advisor to the imperial palace.”

Ian shared what happened overnight in a moving carriage. The tragedy of the Astana people that began with Wesley’s atrocities, the massacre of the villagers, and even a mysterious band of bandits.

Romandro, who had been quietly listening, frowned.

“Necromancy? “The Ministry of Magic brought together necromancers from various races a few years ago.”

“Was it an official decision?”

“As far as I know is. I think approval was given at the general meeting. One way or another, there was no reason to be bitten in name.”

The undead army created by necromancy was a very useful entity in war. It was morally upsetting, but it wasn’t a problem. Of course, there were political reasons for this.

‘If a force powerful enough to unite the disputed region arises, it is a threat to Bariel. Pretending to maintain balance for the sake of peace is much more advantageous for maintaining overall control. I don’t know what Wesley had in mind when proceeding with his matter, but it certainly wasn’t a bad move for the Empire.

Ian thought deeply.

But anyway, wasn’t Wesley a wizard before he was a politician? As a holder of mysterious power, he would know better than anyone else how dangerous it is to break taboos.

‘Why are you doing this?’

First of all, it is not a rebellion.

Because there was no intervention by the undead in the history that Ian remembered. As Ian’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he continued to guess, Harsha rested his chin on her knees.

There’s still plenty of time to get to the center.

Wouldn’t it be too early for the exhaustion of last night to go away?

Ian realized what Harsha meant and just patted his head.

* * *

Rattling.

The movement of the carriage became smoother. Ian, who had been sleeping in an upright position, noticed the change and opened her eyes. The road has changed. In the warm interior, Romandro, Beric, and Harsha were leaning against each other, trying to get a good night’s sleep.

‘The road was paved.’

When we pulled back the curtain, Ian took a deep breath without realizing it. It feels like something is rising from under her chest. The center, the capital of Bariel, was showing off its majesty from a distance.

Although it is looking down from a fairly high altitude, it is so huge and prosperous that the end is not visible. So much so that it cannot be compared to Bratz, which was a frontier.

‘It was late spring when I crossed the Great Desert, so I returned after four seasons.’

It was truly strange. Ian’s time moved forward by only four seasons, but the world’s time moved back by over 100 years.

As he took in the panoramic view of the big city, he remembered his life in the imperial palace. It’s a tragic ending, but it can’t be said that he was unhappy for three whole years. The proof is that a smile appears on my face without me even realizing it.

“… “Ian?”

“Berrick. Look over there. “It’s the center.”

“omg! at las!”

At the mention of the center, Beric shook off his daze and woke up. The journey, which lasted for ten days without stopping during the day except at night, has reached its end.

“They’re all here? oh! Okay, I’ll be there in a couple of hours.”

Romandro also pressed his head against the window. I will be seeing my wife and child soon. Exciting emotions flowed out.

“Mr coachman! Let’s go a little faster! “It hurts so much I’m dying!”

At Beric’s request, the coachman swung his whip sharply. It was true that Ian was also a little more excited than usual.

Isn’t it the hometown where I was born, raised, and died, and is full of the meaning of life? He immediately found the imperial palace among numerous buildings.

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‘Imperial palace.’

The imperial palace from 100 years ago was still solemn, splendid, and strong as if it supported the center of the world.

“We’re passing the castle wall!”

“Wow!”

As they passed under the huge castle walls, Harsha and Beric stuck their heads out the window and looked up. The door, which was so tall that its height could not be measured, was repeatedly opening and closing on its own.

Romandro shrugged and explained it one by one to the group.

“That is the power of magic. These are things that can never be done by human power. Thanks to this, JoongAng’s life becomes more enriched. So, the central government collects a little more taxes than other fiefdoms.”

“It’s over.”

It’s like a child’s reaction to reading a newspaper. Among the rows of carriages entering the city, there were many people like Beric and Harsha who stuck their heads out. It seemed like everyone was entering the center for the first time.

“Romandro! “I want you to give me your ID!”

“Uh, okay. “It’s here!”

“thank you.”

Romandro’s advisor identification card greatly simplified the entry process. They entered the castle much faster than the other waiting people, and the speed of the carriage increased again.

“Beric, can you see the road over there?”

“Where, where? “Gold road?”

“That’s a road that only the royal family can use, so be careful not to step on it. And that is the skyway where Jeon Seo-gu flies.”

“omg! A solid line shines in the sky!”

“It’s a skyway made with magic. Likewise, be careful not to throw things when you go up to a high floor.”

“Am I going to Ann?”

“I’m saying this because it’s more than a child. Beric, do you remember what I said on the way up?”

“Yeah. “When eating, don’t pick anything except bread with your hands.”

“Also, in the center, it is polite to greet each other with a smile when you make eye contact while walking around. When asking a question or making a conversation, it is better to add the initial greeting. “Begin by saying something like ‘Dear’ or ‘Good morning.’”

“Oh, you’re so strict.”

“Except for commoners, but it is a manner that anyone with a certain level of prestige must have. “If Ian receives the title of Viscount, you, as his escort, must also maintain dignity.”

Beric had to take Romandro’s quick etiquette lessons the entire way up. He frowned as if his ears were dripping, but Romandro’s nagging showed no signs of stopping.

“Are you going straight to the imperial palace?”

Romandro, who had been replying to Ian’s question, paused. Then he looked out his window and immediately shouted to the coachman.

“coachman! “Let’s go back to the mansion!”

According to principle, it is correct to submit a report to your superior as soon as you enter the center, but since we had been on a rough winter road for nearly 15 days, everyone was in a bad state.

Physical strength was important, but especially the level of clothing and cleanliness did not match the dignity of the imperial palace.

“I’m glad you arrived in the morning. “I’ll take a shower, take a breather, and then go back in the afternoon.”

“I like that too. “You should see your wife too.”

“haha. “It’s not really like that, hmm.”

At Ian’s words, Romandro’s knees began to tremble. How long has it been since I last saw the wife I dreamed of again and again? Romandro’s home was located in a luxurious residential area not far from the imperial palace.

“From now on, let’s pay special attention to our actions. “Because this is where the imperial palace officials live.”

“yes. All right.”

“Okay~!”

“Okay, this guy!”

“… “I understand.”

When Romandro rolled his eyes as if he was going to eat honey, Beric reluctantly corrected his answer. It was clear on his face that he was really annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Sigh!

“Im here. “Romandro.”

“Uh oh. “Good job.”

Romandro quickly got off the carriage and entered the yard. Although it was not large, it was reasonably spacious, making it the perfect mansion for a newlywed couple to live in.

“Bibianna!”

Romandro’s voice cracked as he called his wife’s name. A shout of presence was heard from inside, and soon a servant came out to greet him.

“oh my god! Romandro! “You’re back!”

“Oh, yes. “What about Vivianna?”

“Stay inside. wait a minute! lady! Romandro has arrived! “Come out and see!”

At the servant’s call, a woman who looked to be around thirty rushed out. She held on to her voluptuous belly.

“honey!”

“Bibianna!”

The wife was happy and hugged her husband’s neck. Roman Dro also lightly patted his wife’s back as she burst into tears and sobbed along with her.

“Ian! Shall we unload?”

“okay. “I guess so.”

While the men were organizing the carriage, Romandro and his wife continued to hug each other and whisper words of love. As his emotions subsided, Romandro wiped his eyes and called Ian and Beric.

“Ian! Beric! Let me introduce you. “This is my wife, Vivianna.”

“Hello, dear Viscount. And the escort driver. This is Vivianna. I heard a lot from you through letters. Thank you for your kindness to her husband.”

When the wife held out her hand, Ian kissed the back of her hand and nodded.

“you’re welcome. “I really received a lot of help from Romandro.”

“Eat inside! “I heard that you would be staying at the mansion for a while, so I cleaned up my room.”

“thank you. ma’am. Oh, there was one more member of the group on the way.”

“oh! puppy! “That’s really cool.”

“I guess I should tell my wife about our fifteen-day journey.”

“Please eat inside.” mini! “Let’s make some hot tea.”

“yes. All right!”

Romandro was trying to guide the two people inside, but he gestured to his subordinates who were unloading boxes of documents.

“You guys worked hard too. First, go home, get some rest, and wait for a call.”

“Romandro! “What should we do with these?”

“huh. Leave it as is. “I have to go to the imperial palace in the afternoon anyway.”

“All right. Thank you for your hard work.”

“You’ve worked hard!”

Romandro entered inside, smiling as if to tell his men to hurry home. By the afternoon, he thought he had half a day to spare.

I had completely forgotten that the regular imperial palace social gathering, attended by Mariv and Prince Gale, was being held today.

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