The Returned Sword King Decided To Become a Tyrant Chapter 101

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The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 101

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When we returned to the castle with the knights, Baron Vidor was the first to run out to welcome us.

“Welcome, Your Majesty.”

“hmm.”

I tried to ignore the Baron’s gaunt face, which had become extremely haggard in the meantime. The cause of his gaunt face was me.

But the Baron, as if he had lost his mind, began to report with a proud look on his face.

“Haha, I have completed all the tasks Your Majesty has entrusted to me.”

“… … Is that so?”

“We’ve made sure to take care of everything so you don’t have to worry while you’re there.”

“… … .”

At this point, I couldn’t tell if he was being sincere or if he was protesting to me.

So, for me, the best thing to do was to praise him first.

“… … Good job.”

“thank you.”

George’s gaze, looking at this, was also directed into the distance as if he didn’t know.

As we reached the front of the office after going through all those twists and turns, I suddenly felt that the Baron’s behavior had become strangely stiff.

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the sight.

“What happened?”

“Haha… … that’s it.”

That awkward laugh could never come from an innocent person.

I opened the door to the office before I could hear the answer, and soon a feast of countless letters greeted me.

“… … .”

“Wow, how many of these are there?”

George grinned as he looked at the letters between me and the Baron.

It had been a while since I had been to the Hwajeonmin village, and there must have been at least a few hundred sheets.

I held back a sigh and muttered softly.

“… … Yes, it was a protest after all.”

“That, that… … .”

Gifts that arrived with the letter were also scattered everywhere.

What was even more remarkable was that even the letters George had put away before he left were still there.

At this point, it would be nonsense if it wasn’t a malicious protest.

Rustle- rustle-

As I walked away, roughly pushing aside the gifts and letters, I heard the Baron’s awkward voice behind me.

“Unfortunately, Your Majesty, your birthday passed while you were away. Even so, we cannot ignore it, so you should start preparing the banquet and drawing up a list of nobles to whom you will send invitations.”

“There is no banquet. So there is no need to prepare.”

“Your Majesty?!”

The Baron jumped in shock at that firm answer.

“Your Majesty’s birthday is a royal holiday that should be celebrated by all! How can you say that you will not hold a banquet on such a day?”

“What about the royal anniversary? If someone saw it, they would think it was a coronation ceremony.”

“that…….”

“There is no need for the banquets of days gone by.”

“… … .”

I waved my hand in the air, interrupting the Baron’s continued words.

Pomp and circumstance was the word I hated the most since I ascended to the throne. And the next thing I hated the most was meaningless waste.

Didn’t I even conduct the coronation ceremony before the return as briefly as possible?

And the tone remained the same even after the return.

In that sense, the birthday party could be said to be a collection of elements that I extremely dislike, which comes every year.

“Those useless letters should be destroyed immediately. They will be perfect for use as kindling.”

“……All right.”

The Baron began to sort out his correspondence with such a sullen expression.

Soon my gaze turned to the gifts lying on the floor.

“Are those sent together by the nobles?”

“Yes? Oh, that’s right. It’s probably a gift from nobles who are tired of waiting for the banquet.”

“As expected, nobles like to do meaningless things.”

From behind, George muttered softly, “I don’t think that’s something that should be said by His Majesty, the highest of the nobles,” but I ignored him and roughly checked the piled up items.

… … There’s no point in waiting anyway since the banquet won’t happen, but if it’s about checking the public good, it’s a different story.

Then she said to George, who was looking through the gifts with curious eyes.

“Put them together and organize them.”

“If you tell me to organize it… … in the warehouse?”

“okay.”

“Yes, okay. I understand.”

George nodded as if he understood.

Usually, when we say warehouse, we mean the royal warehouse, but at least he must know that what I am talking about is not the royal warehouse.

The guy shrugged and said.

“Stuff is piling up.”

……okay.

Asus’s belongings that were recovered a year ago. And items taken from the Federation Empire’s recovery agents.

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All of those things were quietly sleeping in my personal ‘warehouse’.

I sat down on the chair, ignoring the guy’s babbling.

‘The more wealth, the better.’

Just as Esteban was spending a huge budget to prepare for war, it was only natural that if I had a lot of money, I would have more room to maneuver, even though I was still the first prince.

That’s what money was. It was a strange element that the more you had, the more power you gained.

Of course, I haven’t personally had much to spend money on yet. But it was obvious that as time went on, there would be more things that would require money.

‘To prepare for the future, of course.’

I thought so and leaned lightly against the back of the chair.

At that moment, one of the gifts that had been revealed to my eyes caught my eye.

“… … What is that?”

“Oh, this?”

What caught my eye was a transparent stone with a strange aura.

I don’t know why it caught my eye, but I found myself asking what it was without realizing it.

George guessed what the stone was, recalling his experience at the top.

“It’s probably a gem called amber.”

“Pumpkin? That’s it?”

“Well, this is the first time I’ve seen something this clean and big… … I’m sure it’s not wrong.”

Somewhere between yellow and purple.

The name of the jewel that caught light and shone transparently was amber.

It was only then that I realized why it had caught my eye and why I had forgotten what it was.

“Bring it here.”

“Hmm? There’s no sender written on it?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Because it was almost as if those who would send such things had already been decided.

My eyes were calmly settling as I accepted the tiny jewel.

* * *

Clank-

“Your Majesty, I have come to find what you asked for.”

Baron Vidor returned from the palace library with a book.

I accepted it and nodded slightly.

“I’m going to go out now.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Unfortunately, it started to rain in the afternoon. The day that should have been spent celebrating our return and enjoying some rest was replaced by early spring rain and dark clouds.

I looked at the raindrops falling outside the window and recalled the history of that day, which had already passed dozens of years ago.

‘February 18th.’

A story that doesn’t even remain on the surface of memory.

A blessing and tragedy for the royal family. That nightmarish day when the king’s beloved woman left him with a new life.

Perhaps, on that day, which has now only remained in history, a late spring rain like this came.

“… … .”

I stopped thinking and flipped through the history book George had brought.

Slurp-

So time quickly went back and I finally reached the moment I wanted.

I silently read that moment and traced the scenes that remained in history.

[… … Concerns about the queen’s childbirth had been raised several times, and the king, who was in danger, reluctantly permitted it at the queen’s request.]

[Even as the difficult labor continued, the council members’ concerns continued. Even as the priests from the temple applied their divine powers, the pain showed no signs of improving, and His Majesty gradually lost strength and spoke less.]

[But then… … .]

“… … I see.”

widely-

I closed the book with a thud and pushed it gently away.

I didn’t need to read any further, because all I was curious about was the course of history.

Soon my gaze fell on the ‘jewel’ placed on the desk in the office.

“Twenty-one years. No, actually, forty-one years.”

Since the death of the queen, this jewel has not reached the royal palace.

It was the same before the return when my father passed away and I ascended to the throne, and it was the same ten years after that.

And so, just as the queen was sent away in vain, the connection between the two powers was virtually severed.

But the jewel was presented to the royal family again.

They revealed their existence to me as if they were telling me that they were interested in me, even though I had forgotten about their existence.

“… … That’s an interesting story.”

It didn’t feel bad.

It could be said that my efforts over the past year were not in vain.

However, it was shining transparently, as if hinting at the new wind that was soon to come.

Swish-

I stroked the crystal ball for the call.

Then, the Baron, who had been waiting outside the door, came straight into the office.

“Yes, Your Majesty. Please speak.”

“I will go to the royal tomb.”

“Huh? Are you talking about now?”

The raindrops outside the window were getting heavier.

It seemed strange to go to such a place in this kind of weather.

“……ah.”

But the Baron soon remembered something, sighed, and bowed his head urgently.

“I will prepare right away.”

“hmm.”

It didn’t take long for the Baron to return after finishing preparing the drink, as if his words about getting ready right away were not a lie.

“Let’s go.”

“All right.”

The place where members of the royal family are buried… … .

The royal tomb could be easily found in the backyard of the palace.

Each of those graves was dignified and lonely, but to me, who had already experienced death, it was nothing more or less than a luxurious treatment.

Jerk- Jerk-

Eventually, my blunt footsteps led me to the sunniest place among them all.

I looked at the names written on the gravestone and whispered so quietly that no one could hear.

“… … Long time no see.”

It’s been a really long time since I’ve been here.

Before I returned, I remember visiting this place occasionally, but at some point, my footsteps became less frequent and I stopped coming at all.

‘Probably, it was around the time when I started to hate pretense.’

After a young boy suddenly found himself carrying a country on his shoulders.

Just like the existence of a mother whose voice and face I don’t even know, she completely disappeared from my memory.

Even though it had been so many decades, seeing it again before my eyes felt new.

I felt a little bit… …missed it.

‘Is this a remnant of the days when he was a weak first prince?’

I chuckled and lightly touched the tombstone. The pouring rain began to soak my outerwear.

Then, suddenly, my gaze caught sight of something at the bottom of the tombstone.

“… … This is?”

A single, neatly folded letter.

Although it was raining, it looked as if it had just been placed there, and was not completely damaged.

I picked it up and asked the Baron, who was holding the umbrella over me.

“Are there usually a lot of people coming here?”

“… … Probably not.”

“I guess so.”

If that’s the case, then there’s someone who thinks like me.

Without having to look far, it was obvious that it was my father.

Even the packaging of the letter clearly revealed my father’s blunt personality.

I opened the letter’s packaging and read its contents.

“… … .”

Then, not long after, he shrugged his shoulders and put the letter down again.

The Baron asked with a puzzled look.

“Is this a letter from His Majesty the King?”

“okay.”

“Umm… … .”

But, as if he had no intention of asking about that, he just nodded quietly and agreed.

I said as I looked at the sight.

“I don’t think I need to stay in this weather for long. I’m going back.”

Looking at the content, it seems like it happened every year, but in the past, I always went back right away, so I had no idea that something like this existed.

Is it because I went through regression that I came to know these things?

My gaze fell on the letter once more, then dropped.

There was a faint, unidentifiable smile on his lips.

* * *

A day filled with an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

The moment I returned to the office with the Baron, shaking off the moisture from my outer clothes, I sensed a familiar movement of energy and twitched the corners of my lips.

“It’s been a long time, Your Majesty.”

A person who can suddenly appear in a place where there was no one. And this swirling wave of magical power.

And next to that familiar towering figure,

“I’m here to keep my promise to show results within five months.”

There was a small figure wearing a robe.

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