Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 181

§ 181. Pavlov’s Kalmen (2)

Thanks to your temper, you won’t be able to get expelled anytime soon.

It’s perfect for staying somewhere, so from now on, try to stay at Jinju Palace if possible.

* * *

It was something that Calmen had only recently realized, but despite his fierce appearance, Prince Mores was a very tolerant person.

Until now, I had made many big and small mistakes in front of him, but each time, I just overlooked them without paying much attention. If it had been anyone else, I probably would have beaten him a long time ago.

-I consider myself lucky to be able to serve such a good person as you, Lord Calmen.

Sir Claudia, who had already become a loyal follower of the prince, warned him several times.

-Perhaps you don’t feel comfortable just because the prince is still young? What will you do if the mistakes you make are not just mistakes, but become a problem that damages your reputation? If you don’t change that bad habit, I won’t leave you alone again!

But Kalmen thought that couldn’t be true. Among the resident knights of Jinju Palace, is there anyone who takes the prince lightly?

Anyone with the slightest sense, no, anyone who has seen that prince training even once. I couldn’t help but notice how dangerous and unusually dangerous he was at times.

However, as time passed and the same mistakes were repeated over and over again, Kalmen began to have these thoughts inside himself.

‘… ‘Do I really think the prince is easy?’

As such doubts began to arise, Calmen could no longer confidently make any promises in front of the prince.

“sorry… do. Lowering. I am… never… … .”

The prince, who was contemplating something with a sullen expression on his face as he listened to that shabby apology, spoke.

“This is it because I’m anxious. “Do you think you should just be a resident knight at Jinju Palace for the rest of your life?”

“… … !”

Kalmen, who suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu at those words, raised his head and raised his eyes.

I don’t think that’s possible, though.

Didn’t you once hear something similar to this from the prince?

But that thought didn’t last any longer. This was because the prince was looking at himself and smiling cruelly.

The meaning of the mouth tilted up to one side and the coldly shining eyes was clear.

-You bastard. If you keep fussing, they’ll just bury it?

Kalmen was completely frozen. It was truly an instinctive fear that came from deep within the soul.

And the prince, who leisurely walked in front of him, playfully tapped Calmen, who was very nervous, on the shoulder.

-Hey, don’t be scared. Why are you so scared? huh?

It’s as if I’m hearing auditory hallucinations that say this over and over again.

Then the prince opened his mouth as if he was amused by Calmen’s reaction.

“By the way, Lord Calmen. “Do you by any chance know who Pavlov is?”

There was no way I could answer.

Pavlov?

To be honest, I don’t know who that is, but it’s probably someone who was rude in front of the prince and was dealt with without anyone knowing.

The message the prince wanted to convey to him was clear.

-If you don’t want to quit your job right now, be careful in the future, okay?

Kalmen bowed his head and thought.

okay. That can’t be possible. Who dares to look down on this person?

Meanwhile, Seongjin’s face was filled with pride as he looked at the young knight staggering back to camp.

‘Sir Calmen, I see you were a little touched by this brother’s encouragement?’

Then the Demon King, who was silent for a moment, sighed and said.

[…] Seongjin Lee, don’t go anywhere and laugh like that. Did you understand?]

why? what? why?

* * *

Pavlov’s dog.

It is a model of learning theory that explains classical conditioning, which almost no one on Earth knows about.

What goes one step further is learning through operant conditioning. In other words, it is a simple principle that actions that are rewarded increase and actions that are punished decrease.

The next morning, I caught up with Carmen and Manager Bruno and explained the theory to them, and they looked dumbfounded.

“So what does the dog’s drooling have to do with Calmen’s behavior?”

Seongjin added a simple explanation to the leader’s question.

“To put it simply, it’s like this. In order to change the habit of reflexively getting upset, you can attach an aversive condition to it and have Sir Calmen learn it repeatedly. “By making it unpleasant, you gradually reduce the behavior.”

“But I said earlier that it was clearly training for dogs… … ?”

Kalmen asked with a questioning look.

Hmm, unusually sharp, huh? I’ve already figured out that the essence of this theory is dog training.

“But you. “I gave this guy a good pounding every time he had an accident, but so far it’s been no use.”

“Rest assured, I have no intention of doing such an inhumane act of violence. “Chief Bruno.”

Seongjin responded politely.

Of course, at first, I thought about hitting Seongjin and Sir Calmen on the head every time they lost their temper.

There is an unfounded belief that if we artificially cause concussions and bleach our brains once in a while, simple repetitive learning will become more firmly embedded in our minds.

But I soon changed my mind. This is not the Pearl Palace, and Sir Calmen has some respect.

It was clear that being beaten by a superior in front of other knights would be quite humiliating for the knight. Of course, Seongjin’s face will fall to the ground after being beaten.

So Seongjin needed the help of a strong helper. That was why Edith was called to this event.

“From now on, the success or failure of this matter is entirely up to you. “Please, Edith.”

“Is there anything I can help you with, sir? “What on earth can I do?”

To the puzzled maid, Seongjin gave instructions in a solemn voice.

“Edith, could you please make me a cup of tea?”

“… yes?”

“I hope you can show off your skills to the fullest.”

To provide an experience more intense than any other harsh violence.

Then, Director Bruno looked back at Seongjin with a look of astonishment. The meaning of those narrowed eyes is clear and obvious.

‘Is this person the devil?’

Uh-huh! This is all for your student, Director Bruno.

So, after a while, a cup of dark brown Melbourne tea was placed in front of Calmen.

“What can I do with this…?” … ?”

Seongjin gave simple instructions to a confused Calmen.

“It won’t be difficult, Lord Calmen. Just say a cool curse and then drink it all down.”

“… yes?”

“Come on, come on.”

When Seongjin smiled softly, Kalmen, who was frozen for some reason, hesitated and brought the teacup to his mouth.

“Oh, wait. “Don’t forget to swear.”

“… dog… X type?”

What is that spiritless swear word?

It was ridiculous, but yeah, whatever. First of all, starting is important.

When Seongjin nodded, Sir Calmen slurped down his glass with relief.

And then.

‘K^&@(ㅖ8y숄트에꿃JM#T?!’

He jumped up from his seat with an expression that was difficult to describe, but soon sat down on the floor and started to turn yellow.

“Kek! “Wow!”

In the end, Kalmen, who spat out the tea in a large amount, looked at Seongjin with cold sweat and trembling eyes.

Seongjin calmly orders as he holds out the next cup of tea to him.

“Now, next curse.”

“… … !”

“Next swear word.”

In the end, Calmen, unable to withstand Seongjin’s pressure, timidly opened his mouth.

“… foot.”

“huh? I can not hear you. “Bigger!”

“f*ck you! “What are you doing, you bastard!”

“good!”

And Kalmen, who had been drinking tea cup after cup, immediately dropped the cup and crouched down, shaking.

‘Btssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss’

“this! Are you okay, Calmen? “Just spit it all out!”

Director Bruno, scared, quickly runs over and pats him on the back.

Puck, puck, puck!

“Pugh! “Wooweeeek!”

Calmen, who managed to spit out the tea with the help of the leader, seemed to have tears in his eyes.

And then, a third Melbourne car appears before his eyes.

“Okay, next.”

“… … .”

“next.”

“… “Sigh!”

hmm? Why is this guy crying like this?

Seongjin personally placed a teacup in Calmen’s hand and gently comforted him.

“Sleep, calm down. Since he’s like this, it seems like I’m harassing him, right?”

“But, sir… … .”

“listen carefully. This is all done for the sake of the Lord. I guess you’ve cured that temper tantrum a long time ago. “Was it really necessary for me to go through all this trouble and listen to the Lord’s abusive language?”

So this is all your fault. yes?

Seongjin emphasized that fact to Calmen several times.

“I’m helping you become your own person.”

“… … .”

“Now, if you understand, should I swear next?”

Then I felt the devil trembling in my head.

[Wow, scary guy. Are you now gaslighting your subordinates?]

‘shut up!’

Seongjin waited patiently until Calmen calmed down.

Calmen then bowed his head and was silent for a moment, but then he swore in a trembling voice.

“… “You poisonous bastard.”

“Hmm, is it too weak? Stronger!”

“You damn bastard!”

“There is still a long way to go, Lord Calmen! Now, fill your heart with anger!”

Then Kalmen got up from his seat, gathered up all his anger, and shouted into the air.

“Kaaaaaa! “There are so many XX and XX people in this world!!”

At the same time, wow.

Calmen poured the tea down his throat in one go.

‘Kyaemi&;dyaep[email protected]##셔^ㄸ3io3#@숄셐뽕!!!’

He flinched as if he had been electrocuted by a high-voltage wire, and then just cooed with a pale, tired face. fell to the floor.

“Kalmen!”

Surprised, Manager Bruno runs towards him.

Edith, who was looking at that scene, said with tears in her eyes.

“ruler… “Cruel!”

Hey, did you know that you were the one in that car?

“Lowering! “Wouldn’t it be better if you just hit this guy?”

Looking at Calmen, who collapsed with foam at the mouth, Director Bruno made an earnest appeal.

“Otherwise, I will punish you more severely in the future, so please at least drink that devil’s drink!”

hmm. Seongjin frowned and scratched his cheek.

‘Why is everyone making such a fuss? It’s not like I haven’t eaten it before. ‘If you keep drinking that, you’ll get used to it.’

In my opinion, I thought it was a humane method, but why do I keep feeling like I’m abusing Calmen?

[Maybe it’s because it’s not an illusion?]

‘Oh, shut up!’

* * *

“No matter how you look at it, the merchant owner is a miser.”

The woman who was picking up tree branches grumbled at Dasha.

She was a friendly woman who occasionally spoke to Dasha. She, along with Dasha, was also hired as a new member of Milo Top.

The woman always went around with her hair neatly wrapped in a white towel, but unusually, she shaved all of her eyebrows, giving her a strange look.

“It really is.”

When Dasha responded like that, the woman wrinkled her nose and expressed her dissatisfaction.

“No, think about it. If you picked up enough firewood yesterday, wouldn’t you be able to rest for a day? Why are you telling me to save up tree branches that I can’t even use? “Anyway, I’m going to throw away everything that’s left and say it’s a burden!”

“Hehe.”

Dasha was currently collecting dry firewood with the kitchen assistants at the top of the mill.

After somehow safely leaving Regina, Giacomo Milo no longer tried to vet new personnel. So for the past ten days, her schedule has been very peaceful.

But that doesn’t mean the doubts have been completely resolved.

If you keep doing unnecessary things that may seem a bit excessive, it feels like unspoken pressure to not pay attention and just do what you’re told to do quietly.

So Dasha was careful not to arouse unnecessary suspicion.

Important data has already been roughly secured. Since I was going to stick with the prince and his party all the way up to Sigismund Range anyway, I decided to skip reporting unless it was urgent and had finished talking with Prince Mores.

Perhaps conclusive evidence that the merchant was a devil contractor would not appear so easily. So Dasha decided to take her time and slowly observe the top from now on.

“I think this is enough, shall we just go back?”

“Is that so?”

Dasha gladly responded to the woman’s words and stood up.

And the two men walked toward the campsite carrying bundles of firewood.

“Are you from Barça? Are you from down in the South?”

The south the woman asks about probably refers to the land of the pagans.

“The South is the South, but it’s not Barça. “I am from Anatolia.”

“okay.”

The woman frowned slightly as she answered that way. Thanks to her bald eyebrows, only her vertical wrinkles stand out, giving her an even more eccentric appearance.

“Now that I think about it, we’ve been so busy that we haven’t been able to speak to each other properly yet.”

“Oh, I see. “I’m Sabrina.”

When Dasha smiled and gave her an alias, the woman smiled brightly, extending her hand to her.

“My name is Olivier. “The journey is not far away, let’s take care of ourselves.”

fantasy,