I Am No King's
Chapter 5 - Threatening Each Other
Finally the father, mother, and Ninlil had already set out to attend the event at the palace. Even though I came home late last night, maybe more precisely in the morning, mom didn't nag. Maybe mom thought after coming home from a party at school, I attended another party at a friend's house.
And then, I, using the excuse of party fatigue, managed to stay at home to sleep without the need to do any activities. Well, that was the original plan. But because there was additional work from the Emir, I was forced to set aside that schedule. Now, I'm looking for a way to wash clothes on the internet.
I use the computer on the study table. This computer is not an antique computer, but a normal computer that is commonly encountered. A box the size of a cigarette pack that displays projections to the wall for a screen. The keyboard is also a projection on the table.
My room is a room that is arguably standard. Room size 4 x 3 meters with queen size mattress, metal cabinet, study table, and a window connected to the balcony.
Our house is also standard. When compared to the relatives of the other Alhold families, our house looks like a hut. A two-story house is made of aluminum alloy as the base material. On the first floor there is a living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom complete with washing machine and dryer, and one living room. On the second floor there are three bedrooms. One of the largest bedrooms belongs to mom and dad. My room and Ninlil were next to each other and my father and mother's room across, separated by stairs.
The clothes, jacket, and pants that Emir used I washed and now in the dryer. What I'm looking for now is how to wash my underwear. If if my family came home and saw in my room a set of women's underwear, I don't know what they're commenting on. Maybe they'll keep their distance from me. No, maybe they'll just send me to a psychiatrist or psychologist to do some therapy.
I knew the Emir had told me how to wash it, but it wasn't informative enough. He just said the outline. I don't know if how to wash it soaked with detergent first or not, what is the ratio of warm water, or something else. And, moreover, these underwear belonged to the Princess, the royal family. This underwear must be an expensive item that requires a special way of washing.
And sure enough! Finally, I arrived at the manufacturer's website. Hmm, soaked with warm water about 40 degrees as much as 20 liters that have been mixed with one hand of detergent for 30 minutes. After soaking, the cloth is rubbed slowly by hand. Be sure to use plastic gloves when rubbing to ensure the surface remains smooth. Rinse with warm water at the same temperature up to three times. Do not dry using a drying machine. It should be dried in the sun until it is dry. Do not sun it too long because it will make the fabric hairy.
Ung, wait a minute! Dryed in the sun? If I dry it in the clothes clothes clothes clothes behind the house, there is a chance that I will fall asleep. If father, mother, and Ninlil came home when I fell asleep and saw him, I would be interrogated.
I looked to the right side, at a window measuring 2 x 2 meters. It seems that I was still lucky enough that my room had a separate balcony from Ninlil's balcony. Yeah, I'm gonna use the balcony to hang it out.
Okay fine!
Using the rope that I tied to the two seats, right now, the Emir's underwear is in the process of drying. On the study table, the dry and ironed Emir's clothes, jacket, and pants have folded neatly. Just wait for her underwear to dry and my job is done for today.
Ahhhhh. Sleep time. With that thought, I lay my body on the bed.
Tring tring tring
The egg? Who called me? Did they forget something? Or friends?
Why don't I think this is from my client? Since the ringtone is standard built-in, it means it's not from my client. If the one who called me was a client, it would sound like a classical jazz or rock song, depending on who.
Half-heartedly, I walked towards the study table.
The egg? A number I don't know. I became vigilant. I opened the drawer under the study desk and picked up another smartphone, trying to check this phone number. There aren't. Then, I took the candybar model phone to check the number again. There's not one either. Then who called me?
Ahh, times people are misconnected. I just ignore it.
I pressed the silent button on the screen and returned to the top of the mattress. Just laying down on the bed, my phone rang again. I walked over and saw the same number calling back. If the guy calls again, maybe he really has something to do with me.
I pressed the lift button and the smartphone made a projection on the wall, where my previous computer screen was. I sat in a chair in front of the study table to face the caller.
[FOR A LONG TIME!]
Suddenly a shout, or rather a clash, appeared on the screen. I who heard the snaps reflex immediately retreated. On the screen, I saw a female figure wearing a white dress and bando, a dress that was somehow layered. Her white dress almost blends in with her snow-white skin color. Behind him, there was a blazing red hair that was blasting.
“Tu-Master Princess Emir? If I may know, what is the need so I have the honor to receive a call directly from the Princess?”
[No need for formality. There is no one else but me at the moment. My seat was also separated from the driver, so he couldn't hear.]
I can finally throw away my formality. Normally if it happened last night, where she gave me her underwear to wash, I might still be a little hesitant and hesitant to throw off the formalities. However, because of that incident, I lost all respect for him. Now, in my view, she's just a tomboy.
“Good. So, what's necessary? Waitaminute! Before that, where did you get this phone number? You should only know my other phone number. And this, whose phone number?”
[Hehe, I met your sister and asked for your phone number. And here's my personal phone number. Only my close friends and family know.]
“Woi! Why did you call me using this number?”
[Sir, relax. Your sister also gave me this phone number.]
Ahh, this guy. He is too close to everything. Although I no longer consider him the Princess, but if he is a Princess he has not changed at all. He should be more careful with something like this.
“Then? What's the need? Shouldn't you be in the palace? Attending battle royale? How are you in the car?”
[Look down, the main event is still later in the afternoon, around five o'clock, really. Still time to pick you up. Now, I'm on my way to your house.]
Huh huh?
Wait a minute, wait a minute. I need a little time to digest it. The palace is in the capital of Caria, which is in the city next door. If you use an air track such as a control or an air vehicle, such as a plane or helicopter, then the distance can be taken less than an hour.
However, if the Emir uses a car, which is a landline, it may take three to four hours including congestion and traffic. That way, I came to a conclusion.
“Don't tell me you're already on your way from the airport to my house?”
[Yup, that's right..!!].
The Emir answered me cheerfully and lightly.
Ahh, this woman, I don't know what she's thinking. And again, what does he want? Is he going to get his clothes off now?
“If you want to take your clothes, your clothes have not dried.”
I picked up my smartphone and pointed it at the balcony. When I did, my smartphone shrunk the projection to the size of an A5-sized notebook. The projection also moved into the air as if there was a screen in the air.
[Well, it looks like you washed it right. Thank you yes! But I can take my clothes off anytime. My goal now is not to get clothes.]
“Hah? Then?”
I put my phone back on the table and the projection grew back on the wall.
[I told you. I came to pick you up.]
“Hah?”
[Explain it later. Now I want to ask. You have no weapon?]
“Ung, you want to hold me?”
[NO! ALREADY ANSWERED! YOU HAVE NO GUN?]
Temperamental basis.
I could only sigh and answer.
“Iya, I have a weapon, but I'm not carrying it at this time.”
“In warehouse, in port. About half an hour by road from my house.”
[Then we'll be there after I pick you up! You are ready too!]
“Ah, I don't need to wear neat clothes or party clothes?”
[Huh? You will come as a participant, not a spectator.]
“......Huh?”
***
Not long after ending the call, the Emir finally came and I got into his car. Long story short, he wanted me to participate in the battle royale. Battle royale is a match between the personal knights of the royal family, Regal Knight. All Regal Knights would be inside the arena at the same time and the one that lasted until the end was the winner.
If I'm not mistaken, your Majesty has one empress and six concubines. The Empress had two daughters and three sons, including the Emir. Then the total offspring of the concubines were sixteen men, ten men and six women. The total royal family, not counting the king, empress, and concubines, was twenty-one people. If all the royal families already had Regal Knights, then as many as twenty-one Regal Knights would be inside the arena.
Currently, the Emir is the only one in the royal family who has yet to appoint his personal knight, his Regal Knight. In other words, he appointed me to be a Regal Knight.
And, how was my reaction?
“No! Nah! Nah! I'm. No. gabe. Want. I don't want to be Regal Knight!”
“Hah? Wh why? Being a Regal Knight is a great honor. Moreover, I am the daughter of the empress, not a concubine.”
“No! Nah! Nah! Even if Princess Yurika asks me to, I will still reject her!”
“Eh, do you know sister Yurika?”
Oops, I'm flabbergasted.
At least I have one thing I can be proud of right now, which is the ability of the poker face. I'll try to divert the conversation.
“No, it's just the same. The point is, if I were to become your Regal Knight, I would often have to be near you to take care of you, right? In other words I'm your personal bodyguard. And I'm sure there must be a lot of people trying to kill you. Considering I don't have any controlling ability, I can die fast.”
“So you won't sacrifice yourself for me, Master Princess Emir, Princess of this kingdom?”
“Of course I don't want to! I still love my life.”
If only someone else had heard me, I would have been reported to the authorities and executed this week. Normally, swearing to give allegiance to the royal family is something that must be done. If I declare not willing to sacrifice myself for the royal family, then it is the same that I have betrayed this kingdom.
“You sure?”
After saying that, the Emir took the smartphone from the small bag in hand and then pressed the button on the screen. From the smartphone, I could hear the recording of our previous conversation.
Damnit damnit! This princess is sneaky as well. But I won't lose.
I took the phone out of my pocket and made a phone.
“Hah? Who are you calling?”
“Ketrika. It seems that my life in this kingdom is over. So I was thinking of going to the Dominican Republic.”
“Eh, you will leave your family?”
“I have no other choice.”
“Eh, no!”
The Emir who heard it came straight at me, trying to grab a smartphone in hand. I held Emir with my right hand while my left hand was still holding the smartphone. This car is getting so bad.
“Halo, Keni? Yes, I want to move to the Dominican Republic. Just put it in my bill, I'll pay. Tonight can?”
“Iya, yes, yes, I'm sorry! I won't report you!”
I was silent for a moment.
“Before ya Ken.” I take my eyes off. “I'm not sure what you said. Delete the recording first.”
“Ba-good..”.
The desperate emir showed his smartphone screen while deleting the recording he had just listened to.
“Sorry, Keni, it doesn't seem so. Yeah, sorry yeah. Later I will give something as an apology.”
I hung up. Of course it's just a charade. All I did was call the autoresponding machine I had set up to listen to someone else's voice recording. I didn't really call my colleagues to immediately move to the Dominican Republic. Even if I wanted to, I could do it.
“So, since I won't fight, can you please turn this car around and return me home?”
“But....but..”.
The Emir is still hesitant to obey me. When she showed a doubtful expression like now, she was actually very cute and sweet. If he keeps going like this, it is not impossible that I will worship him like I adore princess Yurika.
“And again, what's your reason for not having Regal Knight?”
“After, no one can beat me. You are the first person to defeat me. Even made me..”
The Emir did not continue his speech. He threw away the view.
I know what he wants to say. He wanted to say I was the first one who was able to frighten him until he wet the bed. He didn't want to say it because he was embarrassed.
In this case, I feel guilty.
“Alright, I will participate in this match, but I have some terms.”
Seriate
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