I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

Chapter 31

31 – Hogukgyeong – (3)

“Hmm.”

A high-ranking magistrate in red clothes, monocles, and a seagull moustache—Correld Haggins looked at his reflection in the window and straightened his clothes.

What came out was a deep sigh. The neck, which had been hidden from view by the three layers of chin, was now clearly showing its outline. It was a pity for Coreld, who regarded a flat body as a noble virtue.

“My wife will hate it. Big hum. Hmm.”

After staying up all night for days and nights, he had lost weight, and now he looked like a man in his 30s.

But I can’t complain too much.

Terrorism has left many members of the cabinet missing.

Even before the vacancy was filled, a shocking accident occurred at the Senate Council to make matters worse. Heaps of things left behind by his predecessor, plus paperwork like bombs.

Already, as Lyncia ascends to the throne as the new emperor, documents to be paid are also pouring in.

A total mess indeed.

The imperial administration was fortunate enough to sleep one day every three days.

“Well, I have to try.”

So what? I can’t come and quit now.

Coreld patted his cheek and cheered up. A spleen figure, as if the fate of the empire hung on his shoulders.

I often hear people around me say that it is a workhorse, but now Coreld was exactly that.

“Ah, Mr. Haggins.”

At that moment, Coreld raised his head at the kind voice calling him.

Looking towards where the sound came from, the emperor he serves slightly raised his hand.

Coreld bowed his head with a little admiration.

“your majesty. How are you?”

“Ah, there’s nothing to treat like that.”

Lyncia was wearing only a black fur coat and a pure white nightgown.

Through the cracks in the pajama, the white inner skin seemed to show through. The air will still be cold, but there is no sign of cold.

However, the noble atmosphere that permeated through that defenseless appearance made Korold respectable.

As expected, Irene’s bloodline. He looked exactly like the emperor, Korald thought.

“You must be having a hard time. It’s dark under my eyes.”

“hahahaha, it’s okay.”

Coreld laughed awkwardly, dissuading Lyncia, who was reaching out her hand anxiously.

The act of walking around in loose clothes and reaching out to a man without hesitation. I managed to swallow the words to protect the dignity of the empress.

So, for what reason was the Empress wandering the corridors without an attendant?

What the hell is a guy named Ho Kuk-kyung doing in this situation?

“Come to think of it, how did the last request go?”

“… … Oh, about Melina.”

When Coreld answered, Lyncia’s expression calmed down.

The maid of honor, Melina. It was later revealed that she, who was thought to have betrayed her, was in fact blackmailed by the torture wizard Rowan Cassiere and the church. However, Melina had already died in martyrdom while remaining loyal to the empress.

Lynchia, who witnessed Melina’s body in person, cried every night for over five days even after the incident was over, Coreld heard from the attendant.

It was perhaps natural that the first order Lynceia gave after becoming empress was to bring Melina’s family into the imperial palace.

“It went well, and they now have a simple house for them to stay in. I’ll have to listen to the children’s stories, but if that’s the case, I’m thinking of hiring her as a lady-in-waiting.”

“It’s good.”

Lyncia stole the corners of her eyes, which seemed to be slightly relieved. As a result, a long red scar appeared on the palm of her hand.

He picked up the blade and stabbed Rowan right through the chest. Not caring about hurting my hand. a few times too.

Just hearing that story made Korald break into a cold sweat.

‘As expected, I can’t lie about Irene’s bloodline.’

Although he still sees a lot of clumsy sides, the unexpected appearance that Lyncia shines on him from time to time reminds Koreld of the former emperor’s side. Because the emperor was also a so-called moodist who puts his bright, raw ideas into action.

It is unknown whether Lyncia will grow up correctly in this bleak situation, but in a good or bad way, she will write a new history for the Empire as an empress.

Correld could be so sure.

“So, what are you doing here, Your Majesty? Isn’t it time you should be receiving royal education?”

“ah!”

The moment she asked, Lyncia clapped her hands as if she remembered something she had forgotten.

“You haven’t seen Fried?”

“Fred… … No, you mean Hogukkyung?”

Fried became a protector of the border, and his position was higher than himself. I couldn’t even be careless.

“Yes. It seems that he went somewhere since dawn, but he never came. No matter how much I tried to concentrate, the contents of the class could not catch my eyes. So I decided to go out to find it.”

“Hmm.”

Aha. It was like that.

He also wandered around somewhere, causing the young empress to wander the halls in her pajamas.

Fried the son of a bitch.

One of the things that Coreld regrets the most after hitting the ground is that he didn’t stop Lyncia from appointing Freed as the protector of the border. It took a great deal of effort to retract it as much as it was made in front of everyone at the coronation ceremony. Moreover, her will was so firm that she did not even dare to protest.

Of course, I don’t mean to disparage the brilliant achievements that Fried has made for the empire, but he has a criminal record.

“Do you have any idea, Mr. Haggins?”

“I do not know. However, if you are a protectorate, wouldn’t you probably go to the guard building?”

“I saw it from the spire, but no one seemed to be there.”

“Hmm. Then you might be taking a walk in the courtyard.”

Seduce the ladies-in-waiting.

Because that’s part of his job.

“Are you going to do that?”

At those words, Lyncia sneaked up to the window and gazed at the garden spread out under the window.

“Oh, it’s real!”

Lyncia turned to a bright color and pointed at one point.

That smile was as naive as that of a country girl who found a flower, and Coreld smiled happily without even realizing it.

Even the emperor of the empire is still in his mid-teens. Coreld was well aware of what the two words “knight” mean to girls of that age.

The problem is that the target is a famous bastard in the imperial family.

“… … Mmm.”

Lyncia’s expression stiffened as she tried to smile wryly at that thought.

“Why is that?”

“… … .”

No word at Coreld’s question.

Just staring blankly at one point.

Those eyes gave me goosebumps, like the eyes of a hawk looking for prey.

“… … What are you doing?”

Coreld slowly approached the window and followed Lynthia’s gaze.

“Such a beggar’s toe… … .”

Swearing leaked out spontaneously.

gloomy space. A blind spot that can never be seen from the promenade in the courtyard.

There, there was a scene where Fried shouted something while holding the brown-haired girl by the shoulders and waist.

Yes. It was a scene of indecent assault.

‘It’s happened.’

When she hurriedly looked at Lyncia, she was already glaring at Freed with the corner of her mouth drooping with an expression like a thin ice field.

“Your Majesty, that is… … .”

“It’s noisy.”

“yep.”

As Korold said earlier, Lyncia shows a sharp side from time to time.

Emperor’s might.

That piercing aura floated on Lynchia’s face.

It took a considerable amount of time to clear up the misunderstanding.

“Soldiers, not stallions. My follower, no, be my subordinate. that’s the sound I understand?”

“… … Yes, eh.”

shake.

“You understand, right?”

“yes.”

Cora’s upper body trembled helplessly.

Was the misunderstanding resolved, or was the screw in my brain loosened?

From my point of view, which had no malice, it was maddening.

“Hey, calm down.”

“Ugh.”

Where the hell is the person who understands the sound of a seed as a stallion? In case someone is not the daughter of a farmhouse in the countryside, the vocabulary is very focused on one field.

In the end, I suddenly burst into tears, so I somehow calmed myself down.

“That, but…”

Cora looked up at me, shaking me for a moment, and gave me a look like a child missing a toy. To put it simply, it is a look that has collapsed.

“Why is the knight taking me in as a servant? After all, isn’t it for ‘that’ purpose…”

“What the hell are you looking at me for? Do I look like such a pervert?”

“…”

there is no answer.

f*k.

“No… that’s okay. Yes. Let’s talk about it later.”

I glanced to the side and saw several maids walking along the promenade next to the grass. It’s embarrassing when Cora makes a loud noise and people see it. It’s still a hell of a reputation, but a few more lines are added here is the extreme pitch specification.

With that thought in mind, it was the moment I tried to put the helmet on the guy again.

“……Freed.”

A small voice calling my name.

It sits as cold and calm as a frozen lake in midwinter.

“Freed?”

I turned my creaking head at the voice calling again.

“……your majesty.”

Lyncia was there in pajamas. Standing behind them were several attendants. He stands with his mouth closed as if he had seen something invisible. No, actually, that’s what they think is right.

The magistrates and officials standing next to me looked away and wiped away the sweat as they met my eyes.

The atmosphere has suddenly turned firm. Lynchia walked through them.

“Fried? What are you doing?”

“……No, that’s it.”

“What the hell is the nymphomaniac Freed doing? Am I right in thinking?”

Lynchia said without erasing her smile.

But his eyes were shining and he was glaring at me.

It reminded me of the mischievous eyes of the apostle Arwen.

I backed away from the hesitant Cora, who grabbed her helmet and ran off.

A guy with no comrades… … , not years.

“I am confident that I can explain everything.”

“I’m not confident to listen.”