Escape From The Tyrant

Dylan ascends the Throne Bag.4

First night.'

It was a word that suddenly reminded him of Charlize.

The touch of the women who dressed Charlize up was a secret, as if they worked hard to dress her up for the newlyweds' first night.

The servants regarded Charlize as the supreme Emperor's teacher. There is no Empress yet.

It was no exaggeration to say that Charlize was the highest-ranking woman in the empire.

"Jesa, can you open your eyes for a second?"

Charlize raised her eyelids over the servant's call. The waiter, who smeared a soft pearl in his eyes, was silent for a moment.

Charlize was basically pretty, but now she was very pretty, probably because she was dressed up.

The waiter tried not to shake his hand. At the end of the brush, he dipped a little moonlight powder and applied it again over his eyelids.

The servants worked hard to dress her up.

"Will he not be recorded in history as the first person to have a private meeting with His Majesty alone?"

The waiter whispered.

Charlize's name probably rose relentlessly due to the historical characteristics of the imperial family, which were recorded around the Emperor.

Of course, it will soon perish.

Charlize hid her innermost thoughts and just smiled.

It was a white and light dress. Several layers of thin and soft fabric were stacked. It looked dreamy and light as if it were the wings of a butterfly.

Her face is mainly focused on basic makeup that resists color makeup and smoothes skin texture. The lips are made to look smaller with a red gradation effect.

Under his eyes, precious gems were added and sparkling pearls were gently smeared to emphasize them. It was a standout makeup for a clean and refreshing image.

"Oh my God…"

The waiter unintentionally muttered in admiration.

There was a corner that made Charlize's presence so strange and impulsive. No matter how calm she looked, she was strangely rather cold.

"Even that young woman, the prima donna of society, would not be able to replicate the appearance of Jesa."

“To be honest, I have forgotten everything now... What is the name of the young lady?”

“Is that an important issue now? I can't think of anything. How beautiful she is.”

The servants looked quite proud when they saw Charlize in the mirror.

They touched each other's hands and were pleased with the gasping breath.

Every time he blinked, the moonlight pearls glittered, and the mysterious dark blue eyes aroused awe like the universe. Although the style was simple, but when they observed it, it seemed like they had worked hard to dress it up.

'Dylan entrusted me with the right to dispose of Dietrich.'

Charlize, on the other hand, had a cold atmosphere unlike that of a servant.

He was the Emperor who had been overthrown. So, it's right to call his name Dietrich. As Dylan had feared, Charlize now felt a bit far from reality.

He had not really thought of anything after placing Dylan on the throne. Was it a reaction that only led to one goal like a rush?

"I just want to bring Dietrich's destruction with my own hands."

Long drooping hair full of waves.

It was a white dress, so it could look acromatic boring. It is balanced by awarding points with necklaces and earrings in the flower design.

He has a small and delicate body. No one could easily guess the potential of swordsmanship after seeing Charlize.

"Your Majesty is waiting in the garden of the Imperial Palace."

The servant guided him carefully. Charlize walked through the long hallway with an indifferent face.

He'll be in the park soon.

Dylan was a little nervous. A garden surrounded by flowers. A table in the middle. A luxurious table containing drinks and snacks.

Charlize approached the Emperor and greeted him formally.

“The oldest daughter of the Ronan family, Charlize. I greet the Emperor, the sun of the supreme Empire and the lord of the noble Sword.”

He bent one knee and lowered his eyelids deeply. Both of her hands slightly lifted the dress and put her right foot back.

Usually, it is replaced by informality. Today is the first time.

“…”

“…?”

But strangely, nothing was heard from Dylan. Charlize straightened her back and raised her head.

Earrings rattling. Dylan could not take his eyes off Charlize.

At that moment, he saw Dylan biting his lower lip with his teeth gently. The Emperor did not seem to even realize that he was nervous.

The moonlight will come down. It was a quiet night.

He was captivated by Charlize's strange aura. First night. From a long time ago, the word kept ringing in his mind.

"Please sit down."

Dylan pulled out a chair for Charlize and told her to sit down. Charlize followed his words.

But Dylan, who seemed to be daydreaming, was still there.

"... Your Honor?"

Dylan's neck is moving. She said softly after she came to her senses.

“This is my first time drinking with Master. I guess I was a little nervous.”.

Even though he ascended the throne, he remained respectful.

Charlize lowered her gaze at Dylan's consistent respect. The glass under the moonlight shone.

"Is it so, Your Majesty?"

"You call me Your Majesty."

Charlize looked at Dylan. Dylan said with all his heart.

“I didn't know it was a good thing.”

By the way, Dylan had been congratulated by many after he ascended the throne. But none of those who called him His Majesty touched his heart.

Well, it made his heart flutter even if he just called out his name, so how could he not be excited about any title?

Charlize avoided his gaze.

Somehow, Charlize fell silent. It was an awkward atmosphere.

If the atmosphere was comfortable, he would naturally talk about Kahu. Dylan chose to be patient.

He put his brain to work for a moment to break apart the stiff air. Shortly after, a good idea came up.

"If you only drink, you'll get bored."Dylan said as he handed over the bottle.

“…”

“Why don't we play a simple game?”

“Games Ehyrit. You mean."

Charlize felt a strange energy when 'Ehyrit' came out of her mouth even though she uttered it slowly.

It is rare for a living organism to survive by consuming 'Ehyrit's' pieces'. As far as Charlize knew, she was the only human who ate her.

Before becoming a sword, that was the reason why he had to undergo a lot of torture and mental training.

"Now, of course."

The number of cases with pieces of 'Ehyrit's' on the human body has increased to two there on the continent. Herself. And Dietrich.

Was it really happy that he had managed to take revenge because he was made in the same state as her? Or should he be unhappy because he is in the same position as Dietrich in some way?

Dylan could act like this because he did not know the past when he became a sword.

"At least he can't guess my mind completely."

Charlize suddenly realized that she was relieved unexpectedly. If Dylan was perfect, he would be even more afraid.

"Yes the teacher."

Dylan waited for Charlize's permission to agree to it. Charlize agreed.

"All right."

It was a very dangerous game now to hide his thoughts. The atmosphere was too harsh even for Charlize.

So Charlize and Dylan played 'Ehyrit's Game' over a drink.

It was a game that nobles often played at drinking parties. A psychological mind game in which a person pretends to be great by the name of a God, but mixes truth with lies. Commoners simply call it 'The Truth Game'.

"This is how it works. If one asks, the other answers sincerely. The one who answered asked again, and this time the opponent replied. And we repeat it over and over again, and if someone fails to answer the question for more than a minute, you will lose.”Dylan.

Before starting gambling, it is a rule for the dealer to explain the rules of the game. So, Dylan explained kindly.

“The loser must grant the winner's wish. Teacher, do you want to say your wish first? ”

A wish. Charlize had a snack.

“Yes, this is an exciting game, so why don't we do it without making a request first?”

"What is this limitless desire?"

“It's like that.”

Whatever he wants, he's ready to grant it. This was basically based on the belief that Dylan would not make unreasonable demands.

Dylan nodded his head.

The Emperor who ruled the Empire and Jesa. It is the desire of those who cannot follow the power of promising to grant it. The game is too big to be a game.

At first, they exchanged simple questions. However, as time went on, the question became increasingly risky and daring.

Charlize suddenly felt that Dylan's scent was too secretive.

"Something familiar."

He hid it in secret. But it was the lingering scent of the ruler clear enough to feel the chill in an instant.

"What is 'the work of Ehyrit'?"

He felt a little tight in his breath. Risk levels rise sharply.

At Dylan's question, Charlize grabbed the glass. The porcelain surface brought from the Eastern continent is very smooth.

Is it just a glass?

All the things that his eyes met here and there looked like it was only suitable for the words 'highest rank' and 'highest value'. But.

“Source the monster. Corpse, it is God who destroys the essence of life and makes it stained by evil.”

Dylan shone alone, even an incredible luxury.

“It is true that the God is in charge and recovers everything, but since it is dead, how can it take all the parts spread across the continent? It is true that the man who is the command to govern everything must face it according to morality.”

Charlize tried not to shake her voice.

Is it because of high alcohol consumption? His heart beats more than usual. He emptied the difficulty of his glass.

Dylan politely raised the bottle with both hands and poured alcohol over Charlize's glass.

Now it was his turn to ask.

“...What do you think of the man who made someone eat that piece?”

There was a tense silence for a moment.

“It doesn't cost anything.”

Dylan replied flatly.

No matter how 'Ehyrit's Game' is a game that blends truth and lies. Charlize could tell without notice.

Sincerely, that means the Emperor means nothing to Dylan. The atmosphere was dizzying, as if a sharp tongue was rolling the skin.

He made his father's condition worse than anyone, but there seemed to be no guilt. Although it was only natural that he never showed his guilt.

'There will be no reason to love the former Emperor who ignored Dylan and the 7th concubine.'

The emperor took the 7th concubine as he pleased, then crushed her and left her in the concubine's palace.

It would be strange to see such an Emperor as a family from birth.

"Now it is His Majesty's turn to ask the question."

Dylan drinking.

The decadence of the night fits him perfectly as well as the freshness of the day. He's dangerous.

Dylan opened his mouth.

"Teacher, do you have anything to hide from me?"

What does he mean?

"…Nothing."

"Nothing…?"

Dylan repeated Charlize's reply.

Charlize answered immediately. He's not hiding it. Technically, Charlize did not hide anything from Dylan and the people from the imperial family.

It's just that no one noticed it. Who would speculate that Charlize went back in time?

Even Dylan, a genius, was too exaggerated to notice it. Charlize avoided eye contact with Dylan. Because it seems like secrets that are hidden and not hidden will be revealed.

Dylan looked at Charlize calmly.

'Is it my turn now?'

Charlize bit her lip.

Although he tried not to be nervous, his voice trembled.

"Your Majesty."

This is not a sudden question. This is a very calculated question.

"Do you have someone you love?"

Charlize and Dylan's gazes were fixated in the air. It was tight and drawn.

*Jesa \= Grandmaster

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