The Place Where I Was Sold as a Slave Was the Imperial Palace

＜ Who is that child? ＞

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The rustling sound of papers being turned resonated throughout the chamber of the chamberlain.

The war between Dicoquaria and the Kingdom of Cania seems to be almost over.

There were still some post-war processing left, but the heir to the throne of the royal family of Dicoquaria was arrested to some extent, and the king, queen, and crown prince were executed.

It seems that most of the women who were pregnant with the royal family also figured it out. Some of those women were brought to the Empire as slaves.

There is still a long way to go to fill the number of slaves promised to be sent by the Kingdom of Cania. The transfer of slaves will continue in the future.

Reynolds’ face frowned as he turned the paper over.

The young heir to the Duke of Watoringu, who should have paid the most attention, is still missing.

The Duke of Watoringu was inheriting the blood of the dynasty before the Dakoquaria. If you just leave it alone, you don’t know if it will become the embers of something in the future.

‘furthermore.’

Reynolds sighed.

Although only those in the know know, the dynasty prior to Dicoquaria is closely related to the Corea dynasty.

The Duke of Watoringu was the family with the most blood from the previous dynasty.

In addition to that, the wife of the deceased Duke of Watoringu was from the Correa Dynasty.

The children of the duke couple had the strong magic of their parents and the singularity of the Corea Dynasty from the time they were born.

“ha.”

After becoming head of the chamber, the headaches do not stop.

Reynolds pressed his forehead with his hand and frowned.

‘Not at all…that prince…’

The person responsible for this war is the Crown Prince.

Although the crown prince did not stand on the battlefield in person, he was there as the general manager.

The prince had not yet experienced a proper war. This war was a good opportunity for the crown prince to experience the battlefield without much risk. That’s why I sent it, but looking at the work, it’s just pathetic.

‘Even though His Majesty emphasized that it was an important matter.’

There are many purposes of the war, but one of the things that put the most emphasis on it is to secure the infant of the Duke of Watoringu.

The kingdom of Cania had already been discussed.

There are also infiltrators within the Duke of Watoringu. The raid was duly successful, the report said.

It was a simple matter of just safely encircling and securing the infant, but he ruined it.

And fearing the wrath of his father, the emperor, the crown prince has not been able to enter the empire yet.

It wasn’t that he was completely incompetent, but the prince could never be said to be extraordinary or special.

Simply put, it’s normal.

It would be better if the personality was tyrannical or selfish.

Then there is some momentum that comes from there.

However, even the personality of the prince is average, so he is normally good and usually evil.

If it was the king of a country, he could do well with that, but as the emperor of an empire, he couldn’t erase the feeling that he was weak.

‘My father and mother are never like that, so how could such an ordinary son be born?’

In a good or bad way, the Emperor and Empress are out of the ordinary. It’s not without its flaws, but it’s better than average.

Reynolds looked at Buradov, who was standing to one side.

“Did the emperor check the report already?”

“A report with the same contents went in a little while ago.”

“Did you say anything?”

“You asked why you haven’t found the infant of the Duke of Watoringu yet.”

“also···.”

The emperor seems to be angry too.

However, he must have changed it to a question because he thought it was not good to complain about the crown prince in front of people.

Reynolds listened to another report lying on the other side of the desk.

It was to investigate the whereabouts of Rudi, who entered as a slave to the emperor. It was sent from Dicoquaria along with regular reports.

only two sheets.

The report was simpler than before.

Although they investigated each room, their previous whereabouts were unknown, but it was written that several children of servants lived in the castle of the Duke of Watlingu.

On the next page, it was written about finding out the possibility that Rudi and the infant of the Duke of Watoringu were the same person.

The slave trader assumed that he was the duke’s bloodline, and that he was a child of a very high status, but there was no convincing evidence. It’s just a judgment based on a little heart.

The slave trader, unaware of the secret agreement between the Empire and the Kingdom of Chania, did not want to leave any evidence of the transaction knowing that he was the son of a nobleman.

But Rudy’s looks are too good. The Duke of Watoringu was also rumored to be beautiful. People from that family were originally famous for their good looks.

Age is also like the infant of a vanished peacock.

Neither behavior nor knowledge were the children of any servant.

That became even more certain after Buradov’s report.

Word has been circulating that the Duke of Watoringu has a secret connection with witches since a very long time ago.

Perhaps the Duke of Watoringu is in contact with unknown witches even in the Empire.

Then, he thought, he might have used a strange spell that would change his appearance, something that would normally be unimaginable.

However, it was written in the report that they could not find any evidence that there had been exchanges with witches in the last 1 or 2 years.

He tortured several dukes, but it is said that there is no sign of such a thing at all.

‘Then isn’t that child from the duke’s family?’

Did I think too much?

As Reynolds rubbed his forehead with his finger, Buradoff spoke anxiously.

“Chief of staff! How about taking a little break? You have been overworked lately.”

“Well, now that I’m older, I guess my body isn’t the same as before. But it’s okay.”

Now we must go to the emperor. Now that the report has come in, the Emperor will need him.

The chief chamberlain’s job was to live in the imperial palace, but Reynolds, who had grown up with the emperor since childhood, also took on the role of an advisor.

He is the emperor’s closest attendant and at the same time his only friend.

He was also the only ally that the emperor, who did not trust his brothers born in the same boat, believed deeply in his heart.

As Reynolds checked his attire and prepared to go to the Emperor, Buradov asked.

“But what about Nadiagra Mama’s dressing up? In that state, it would be difficult to get a proper dress.”

“well.”

To have a headache. It was like stabbing the side of the head with a sharp object.

“It’s better to prepare here…”

“No, stop. We’re already too involved with her. If you touch it further, the empress will be overly angry.”

“But if you appear too shabby, you can be guilty of disrespect.”

“…”

Perhaps the empress was aiming for that.

It must have been a bad habit for the emperor to watch without interfering.

His Majesty the Emperor is often fascinated by beautiful things.

But that wasn’t necessarily good for the other person.

It’s because you suddenly throw away what you like.

And I silently watch as the coldly abandoned person suffers from being broken.

I don’t know if I enjoy the process or not.

Reynolds had never asked or heard of that part, and the emperor hadn’t bothered to say it.

When the opponent sinks to the bottom, the emperor loves to pick it up again.

If you repeat it, it will break before you know it, and that person’s existence will be completely removed from the emperor’s heart.

The empress, numerous concubines, and even her children were not free from the emperor’s habit.

The emperor was a man with a sadistic side.

If the emperor decided to corner Nadiagra, no one could stop him.

Reynolds sighed and looked at Buradoff.

“Someone is embezzling the amount paid to Nadiagra Mama, so please deliver it properly. It would be nice if I could somehow get out of this situation with that. If you can’t, there’s nothing you can do about it.”

The Emperor will not abandon Nadiagra just yet.

Among many concubines, she was the one the emperor particularly liked. Her pure and blind love, along with her appearance, struck a chord in the emperor’s heart.

Above all, her despair has only been stopped once or twice. In the future, countless despair and hope will visit her again and again.

Yeah, the emperor obviously doesn’t kill her.

If Reynolds had a wish, it would be that the wound would go away even slightly.

Even a little poison sprayed by the emperor or empress would damage her deeply and never recover.

And obviously the emperor doesn’t understand that.

There was a corner of him who believed that if he held out his hand, she would return to the old Nadiagra.

If ruined forever, the emperor turns his anger on the empress.

Similarly, the empress did not understand that either.

‘They’re really troublesome people.’

Reynolds asked Buradoff as he left the room.

“If there is any request from Mama Nadiagra, handle it first. I wonder what that old nanny or Bhimama can do, but don’t mind letting anyone in if they say they’ll call a merchant.”

“All right.”

Reynolds left the room, holding his hand on his still aching head.

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Kwyeee

The goose cries are noisy.

“Hueeheng… Hueheheheng….”

Also the sound of a baby crying.

When the chickens entered the cage where the geese lived first, they seemed wary of each other at first.

But soon, they got along well without any agreements or territorial disputes.

The problem arose when the princess got involved in it.

Princess Lilitha, seeing animals for the first time, likes geese and chickens. I also like the rabbit that lives in the half-broken wooden barrel next to the cage.

But rabbits, chickens, and geese all hated the princess.

It can’t be good if you just go and grab her by the neck and try to hug her.

It doesn’t matter if you just say you don’t like it and run away, but the goose always attacked with a vicious look, perhaps because the little princess was easy on her.

Not only does it spread its wings and threaten, but it also tries to bite with its beak.

Rudy stopped watering the goat and sighed.

Lilitha chases after Rudy. If he went outside, he would go outside, and if he was inside, he would stumble and fall while chasing after Rudy.

Then, he ran all over the place near Rudy and caused trouble.

What to do is Taesan, but the word to stay still doesn’t work for a stone baby.

“Firebird, could you please quiet the goose?”

When Rudy spoke in a low voice, the air shook slightly in the air.

And soon, the red light pours down on the goose.

The goose was startled, spread its wings to both sides, and waddled away.

The princess left alone cries hyeing.

“…suddenly…suddenly…”

He read to me every night and taught me that birds have wings, but today he seems to have realized for the first time that a goose is a kind of bird.

Rudy patted Princess Lilitha’s hair and said.

“It’s a goose.”

“…sea…”

“goose.”

“… go away…”

“good job.”

Today, Princess Lilitha is wearing a simple one-piece dress made by her nanny and shorts that look like pumpkins.

“… Ma… Ma Al…”

Rilisha took an interest in the goat this time. A story about a horse came out of mythology, and I drew a picture, but when I saw a goat, I started talking about a horse.

Was the painting bad, or was the four-legged goat bad…

‘A guy with four legs must be bad.’

Rudy filled my goat’s bucket with water from the magic tool and held Princess Lilitha’s hand.

I walk slowly, following the steps of the princess.

Princess Lilitha turned her head back as she walked forward, and when she saw the goat, she shouted that it was a horse.

“···mind!”

“Words are much bigger than that. The color is also different. That’s a goat.”

“···.because···.”

Why is the goat a female… Still, the general meaning was the same, so it was done for now.

Rudy continued to teach Princess Lilitha the exact name of each object she was interested in.

Goats, rabbits, stones, floors, water, carts…

Princess Lilitha, who started talking once, constantly gives the wrong name to this and that. Correcting it had become Rudy’s most important job.

“Come on, stand here.”

When Rudi arrived at the entrance of the mansion, she stopped Princess Lilitha and put down the ink bottle she was holding in her other hand.

Even though I took more than half of the ink so that it wouldn’t spill, it seems that the ink came up to the cap of the bottle every time I shook my body.

To prevent the ink from flowing, I cut the fabric thinly and rolled it up to put the bottle and cap together, but some ink leaked and was smeared on the fabric.

“The princess is playing with the firebird here.”

As soon as Rudi finished speaking, the firebird landed on the princess’s shoulder making the air vibrate.

Her body, which had been invisible just a moment ago, was already lighting up like a colorful flame.

It still takes time to give orders with your heart, but before you know it, the Firebird will carry out exactly what Rudy said.

I don’t know how intelligent he is, but he’s pretty smart. At least much more than the current princess.

When the phoenix came to her, the princess soon lost her mind.

Seeing Princess Lilitha quietly playing with the firebird, Rudy put some ink on the tip of the branch she had prepared in advance.

After a lot of trial and error, I learned that when writing magic spells in a large space, you must wrap them in a circle or line.

Otherwise, it could be mixed with other spells.

It doesn’t matter if one spell is placed on a separate object, such as a magic tool, book, or piece of paper.

However, when writing different spells in one space, a line must be drawn to distinguish the spells.

Today, for the first time, I write orders in a real space.

Slightly nervous, Rudy began writing spells on the floor with a twig soaked in magic ink.

＜ Who is that child? ＞ end