Escape From The Tyrant

Taming the Tyrant of the Future (12)

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Remiya. I asked to meet you here because it looks like I have to meet you. ”

Remiya shook her fan gently. He glanced at Charlize who was sitting opposite him. A look examined him from top to bottom.

People saw Charlize as Dylan's teacher. He thought no one would care that he lived in the same building as the Crown Prince, but it turned out, someone cared, it was him.

Remiya, the one who openly said that she wanted to become the Crown Princess.

Her red hair is beautiful. The enemy's clear eyes shone with ambition.

"I'm used to it."

The wife of Dietrich IV, who was famous for his evil character.

A face filled with thoughts of eliminating all distractions at once.

Since always standing next to the emperor meant that the empress was also watching closely.

For the first time, Charlize saw a woman she liked from her first impression.

"I think you can guess why I'm here if you're a Grandmaster."

"I think you're here to check."

Charlize lowered her gaze while thinking. He knew very well what had happened to the rumors among the nobles about him.

He could clearly guess what his little head was thinking. Recently, rumors spread about the selection of the Crown Princess candidate.

[Which family princess would be a suitable match for Dylan?]

The Emperor, excited at the thought of bringing his daughter-in-law, went around making a fuss.

Charlize had the greatest right to speak.

Charlize's opinion was Dylan's. Everybody knows that.

He had seen enough of the battles of the imperial women. He had no idea the day would come when he became the one directly involved…

'Milgr.'

Charlize raised her gaze again and looked at Remiya.

Remiya felt a strange sword sharpness for a while, his face hardened before he finally managed to pull out his courage and shake his fan.

He tried to pretend to be calm.

'I can't even guess. Grandmaster, what is your relationship with the Crown Prince?'

Remiya was nervous to see Charlize, who was much prettier than the rumors.

If Remiya's face was very pretty, Charlize was a little different.

Clearly, she looked like a fairy to be this charming and attractive.

The unique atmosphere seemed difficult to follow due to his strong personality.

'The bad address…'

"Let's have some tea and talk,"

Charlize offered calmly.

Remiya said, and shook his fan gently.

“Oh, may I choose flowers to boil with Grandmaster tea? I brought it from my parents' house because I really wanted to serve you. ”

Remiya smiled but Charlize felt her durations. Like a bee ready to sting, he's sharp.

Charlize became a little interested and heavily leaned against the chair.

The waiter who followed Remiya showed her beautiful flowers.

Remiya said with a proud arched chest,

“This is Snapdragon.”

Snapdragons.

It is also called the skull flower.

Unlike the appearance of antique flowers, the meaning of the flower is not too good.

Usually, the symbolism of any flower is beautiful and cute. On the other hand, it's just Snapdragon…

'It means greed and desire.'

“I was thinking about Colchicum and Snapdragon, and I chose the latter.”

It definitely feels hostile. Colchicum flower means 'the best time has passed'.

To interpret Remiya's words, the,

'The good times to remain on the Crown Prince's side are over, so stop being greedy and leave.'

That's about that.

Charlize remained silent.

The waiter, who noticed, went to boil the flower tea with Snapdragon.

The young lady's mind was clearly predictable, but she was also cute.

The battles of the imperial women were fierce. This can be seen from the fact that the 7th concubine was poisoned soon after she gave birth to Dylan.

Charlize intends to turn Dylan into a tyrant, and as her companion, a villain suits her.

'Dylan will have many women.'

The empress must be a powerful being who will not give up on her female-like husband, and she must be a stronger figure than any concubine.

He should be able to suppress and obtain a brave concubine.

She also had to have the right strength to become an empress.

'Remiya is very suitable.'

He is a talented person who also studied abroad in Shan Kingdom three years ago.

The Shan Kingdom, the homeland of the 7th concubine, was a country neglected by the empire, but the experience of studying in the Shan Kingdom was too obvious.

Right next to Dylan.

"I like his careful preparation and his confidence to be cool and alert to myself."

Charlize said,

“I will serve orchid tea, not flower tea because you have specially prepared it.”

“Teh orchid flowers. Meanin?"

“That's because of the cold cymbidium orchid flowers I nursed finally bloomed.”

Charlize smiled and Remiya hesitated for a moment.

What the cold-growing cymbidium orchid symbolizes is ...

'Women with beautiful Beauty.'

It was because he cursed my face and I returned the praise. Remiya jerks.

Remiya quickly glanced at Charlize's expression. Charlize just smiled gently.

'I won her heart,'

think Charlize.

Remiya, on the other hand, was embarrassed by this hospitality, as she had obviously come to fight enthusiastically.

Orchid tea is slightly more expensive and rarer than flower tea. But it's subtle.

Charlize was dazzling as she glanced at the flower tea boiled from Snapdragon.

'Breathing.'

The skull flower night wish. It was a flower that was said to be a symbol of the vampire legends in society. Decadent, sleepy, and very withdrawn.

It was a strange combination of Charlize's everyday atmosphere.

Remiya received the praise, but Charlize attracted the attention.

'I was stopped again.'

The blue eyes of the sea that resembled the night sky became darker. The mysterious eyes were curving smooth.

The middle boundary between night and day is strange and odd. It's like you can only stare straight at the sun at sunset.

Like a fairy without roots who was ready to leave at any time.

With the gossip around the community, Charlize was far from pure. How could he be so luxurious and charming?

Can someone feel so dreamy and fuzzy? Remiya forgot her initial intentions and looked at Charlize blankly.

"Maybe. Young miss will be very suitable.”

"…Yes?"

"In the end, I knew that you were visiting me because you wanted something."

Charlize only whispered, but Remiya was blown away.

“You want to be the Crown Princess. I know the only person who can give you that position.”

"That's ... Who's that?"

Remiya asked as if she had been possessed.

He felt an incredible thirst. He doesn't know where it came from. He just wanted to contact Charlize.

Throat's burning.

Charlize answered softly.

"That's me, who's in front of the young lady."

Remiya finally realized it.

Charlize in front of him was not a rival she had to be wary of, but a woman with strength she had to hold onto.

What he showed was definitely disrespectful, but Charlize smiled at him wholeheartedly.

'I will never be able to win against a person like this.'

Remiya was intuitively aware of the wall between the two.

He was silent for a long time, speechless.

Perhaps the reason why he kept feeling thirsty was because of the opportunity that came his way. But it was unclear if it was because of Charlize in front of him.

***

"It went well."

Charlize chose three Crown Princess candidates.

All of them came from the most prestigious families. Among them, the most likely candidate was Remiya.

Charlize packed a document that briefly summarized the personal information of the nobles.

Now it's time to show this to Dylan.

There were a lot of good moments because he spent most of the day with Dylan.

It was a time of rest after finishing the class as usual.

Charlize extended the document to Dylan, who sighed.

Dylan looked at Charlize with a gentle face. Plain look without any doubt.

"Teacher, what is this?"

“Please read, Your Majesty. I wrote it with all my heart, but I don't know if you're satisfied with it.”

“…”

Dylan's expression slowly began to harden as he quickly read the document. His eyes distorted, and was a little surprised.

Charlize was quite surprised because she knew he was the Crown Prince who was good at regulating facial expressions.

However, he did not forget to make a recommendation.

“I like young lady 'Remiya' the most. It can be said that she is the best match for Her Majesty's escort. He also has two years of study abroad experience in Shan Kingdom.”.

“…”

“Maybe the most young lady can communicate with Her Majesty.”

Dylan raised his head gloomily.

Charlize's voice gradually faded away.

“She looks quite smart, and she seems to be good at controlling what lies beneath her...she also has ambitions, so she is suitable for the position of Crown Princess.. isn't that so Her Majesty?”.

“Eh, wait a minute. I'm dizzy.”

Surprisingly, Dylan's voice sounded rather cold. "I must have misheard what the teacher said."

Dylan touched his forehead and took a moment to catch his breath. Charlize was worried and looked at her skin.

A pale day is not very good. Instead, the dark light in his eyes was extremely powerful.

Charlize was not used to seeing Dylan get sick.

"Are you okay, Your Majesty?"

“Ya.. By the way, Master said this young lady 'Remiya'..”.

The corner of the document was tangled violently as he uttered 'Remiya'.

It was a very careful hand when he washed Charlize's feet a few days ago.

"Did you say you wanted me to marry her?"

"Yes, she's a very suitable young lady, she's like a friend to you, Your Majesty."

Dylan's voice became violent like a low growl of a savage beast.

Charlize took it lightly because she was sure she was sick.

Charlize herself, who even seemed indifferent, was calm and serene. It was a stark contrast to Dylan's hot atmosphere.

Charlize looked at Dylan.

Dylan thought, for a moment, that his heart was torn to shreds.

“I'll ask you again. Guru."

'What's wrong with you?'

"Do you really want me to marry this young lady?"

Dylan is an accomplished student.

Dylan was an outstanding existence for Charlize, as the disciple who surpassed her teacher was called Cheong Chul Eo Lam*.

(*T/N: Cheong Chul Eo Lam: Student or junior is better than his teacher or senior who taught him.)

Even before asking the question, he knew Charlize's intentions, and he was a smart genius who knew the answer even if he asked.

As he emphasized, he asked twice.

Charlize hesitated.

"Didn't you like it?"

Charlize pondered.

Surprisingly, Dylan behaved like a wounded animal.

So, he tried to answer, but when Dylan's eyes met his eyes, his mouth was closed.

A blind and sad look was upon himself.

It feels like strangulation.

"Are you thinking of marrying me to that young lady?"

Dylan asked, gently and tickling Charlize's palm.

Charlize was a little confused. It was so natural that he did not even know his hand was being held. Suddenly he felt Deja vu.

'When I first met Dylan, I tickled the boy's palm to get him interested in me.'

As if to return it. This time Dylan provoked Charlize.

Charlize looked at Dylan. Dylan tickled his palm, and the back of Charlize's neck was amused.

She acted gently as if she was weak, but she looked extremely beautiful.