How to live as a tyrant’s bastard brother episode 2 part 1
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What? Did some magic happened?
Did the fire of the sea dragon and my death all occured in my dreams as if they had never happened?
Going back in time was something that was unheard of.
But the ceiling and Rudy’s face in front of me were all too familiar.
Is this reality or just a dream?
Countless questions flew through my mind.
“Valen. What’s wrong with you today? You say things you don’t normally say.”
Rudy came to my side with a worried expression.
“Did you have a nightmare?”
That voice was so familiar that I felt like crying.
I said while taking a deep breath.
“huh. I think so. It was a very, very long nightmare.”
It was a nightmare that lasted 40 years.
“I’m glad you woke up. Then would you like to change your clothes now?”
Rudy pulled on a neat shirt.
“You mean I have to take off my cloths here?”
“Yes. You’ve always been like that.”
“I? You mean I was always like that?”
Come to think of it, it was like that.
Until the age of 20, like other royal family members and nobles, he naturally showed his naked body to maids and servants.
“Are you still awake?!”
As they yelled at me, I quickly unbuttoned my pajamas and exposed my upper body.
My body was reflected in the large mirror.
White and blue veins were visible here and there.
The muscles were nicely attached, firm and slim, and clean without any scars.
It was really the same body I had when I was seventeen.
I changed into the shirt and pants that Rudy gave me and looked around the room.
From the walls to the carpet, it was vivid, as if I had stepped into a memory, but there were also strange things.
“Was there something like this before?”
There were two noticeably large bookshelves. Even if I left it in the library instead of a room, it would bounce.
The two bookshelves were filled with books.
Of course, it wasn’t a novel or anything like that.
Introduction to public administration, inheritance law, military science, geography, imperial war history, diplomacy, and theology.
These were books filled with valuable knowledge worthy of their titles.
“What are all these books?”
And they were books that had nothing to do with my life.
“Are you still half asleep? You read it every day. You said that these are the basic skills that one must know in order to live as a royal family member. You kept telling me everything, so much so that I almost memorized it all.”
I frowned and looked through the bookshelf.
They were all expensive books written on parchment and finished with metal, wood, and leather.
“That can’t be possible.”
There was no way I could have collected something like this.
When I was young, I was the second most miserable bastard in the imperial capital.
I spent every day being addicted to alcohol, women, gambling, and drugs, and gave all of my royal pension to the red light district.
I fought with people in similar situations, stole from each other, and laughed at fate and myself.
“You practiced hard with your sword, and even though I tried to stop you, you got the grimoire. You met other members of the royal family every day and passionately discussed the future of the empire.”
“Me?”
I looked at Rudy from head to toe.
Every time I looked at green eyes that sparkled as clear as emeralds, memories came back sporadically.
“okay. It did. That’s right. I did.”
I wasn’t an asshole from the beginning.
There was a time when I lived hard.
With the mindset that I would die tomorrow, I cut off my attachment to worldly pleasures and studied swords and kingship as if I would live forever.
How did I become such a bastard?
I don’t remember much because I took too many drugs when I was a mess.
But obviously it changed with the shock of someone dying.
“I’m telling you this in case you forgot, but you are scheduled to meet with other members of the royal family starting at 9 o’clock today as well.”
“From nine o’clock? Rudy. What month and day is today?”
“Did you forget that too? It’s April 30th.”
“One year on the throne. April 30th.”
At that time, a severe headache rushed through my head.
A memory that I had ignored for 40 years since my previous life became like a bolt of lightning and struck my mind.
The moment Rudy’s green eyes closed was vivid in my mind.
A throne room filled with red.
A broken wine glass.
J.lilith smiled from the golden throne.
I leaned against the wall, pressing my temples hard.
“The Great Purge.”
“Yes?”
“There is one month left until the great purge.”
I opened my eyes and muttered like a crazy person.
“And then you will die.”
“You mean I’m going to die? What do you mean?”
“It was a ‘crime of failing to properly assist Valencianus.’”
“That is a deadly sin. But you said I can’t help you properly? I have served you since I was thirteen and you were nine.”
Rudy responded playfully. I guess he thought I was telling a weird joke.
“Well, that can’t be possible.”
I smiled weakly and turned around.
Okay. That can’t be possible.
You know everything from the clothes I like to the foods I can’t eat.
However, it was a problem because he died for that sin.
“Look at my mind. What have I been doing up to this hour? Aren’t you hungry? I’ll prepare breakfast for you.”
Rudy was startled and headed towards the side door on the side of the room.
I stretched out my hand for a moment, but he had already run away.
“… … .”
My head hurts.
“I wonder what happened.”
Just an hour ago, I was a 57-year-old sword expert and the tyrant’s last subject, but suddenly I was transported back about 40 years to a 17-year-old boy.
I wanted to sleep one more time and think about this strange reality, but I couldn’t wait for Rudy to bring me breakfast soon.
I gritted my teeth and chased after Suma.
At that time, the sound of military fire was heard from afar. The familiar sound of metal gongs hitting the floor.
“Gunshots?”
In my past life, I often moved with knights.
Sometimes I was chased by knights, and sometimes I was chasing with knights.
I could tell it was them just by hearing their footsteps.
I opened the door and looked down the hallway. At the same time, there was the sound of doors slamming here and there, from downstairs to upstairs.
As I was looking towards the stairs to see what was going on, someone spoke to me.
“Valencian. Get in quickly. The drivers came for a surprise inspection. If you do something wrong, you might get dragged in too.”
A woman was sticking her head out from the room next to me.
Was she somewhere around two or three years older than me?
Her eye color was red, unlike mine, but looking at her brilliant white hair, I could tell that she was of the same royal family.
“Knights?”
I asked back, and the woman looked frustrated.
“If you get caught, it’s a pain in the ass. Your Majesty considers us all to be a thorn in her eye. If you get caught with even one fault, you will be taken to the dungeon or die a horrible death.”
J. Lilith had been particularly cruel at the beginning of her reign.
Uncertainty check. When I heard that word, another memory came to mind.
The sound of the knights’ footsteps grew louder.
A scream was heard from downstairs.
“It is a treasonous conspiracy for a member of the royal family to possess a grimoire without permission.”
“I didn’t know. I didn’t even know there was such a thing.”
“Your majesty. It has been more than a year since Her Majesty the Emperor put the law into effect. It’s been almost a year since all of the Emperor’s children came to live in this palace. Don’t you think it’s too shameless to say you didn’t know?”
“Hee, hee!”
“Confiscate the grimoire and take His Highness to the main palace. The treatment will be decided by His Majesty.”
Knights came and went from room to room.
“I received an order to confiscate all books within April.”
“Hands off! Do you know what book that is?”
“Execute.”
“Ahh!”
The screams grew louder.
