The Tyrant Wants To Live Honestly

A servant from Lenaskor Palace summoned Po, who was about to leave the palace.

 

“Me…?”

 

“Yes. Are there any other Po in the Imperial Palace besides you?”

 

The servant gestured as if to follow her without bothering her.

 

Po hesitated, then turned back.

 

When they arrived at Lenascor Palace, Dorothea, Joy, Clara, and Stefan were there.

 

Facing their faces, Po stopped at the door and didn’t dare to enter.

 

“Come in, Po.” Dorothea said, and the servant noticed that he had to go in.

 

Po lifted his foot heavier than a piece of iron and managed to get inside.

 

Then Joy couldn’t stand it and ran to him and hugged Po.

 

“You did nothing wrong, Po!”

 

Joy let out the words she had been holding back for a long time.

 

“But….”

 

“The laws of the imperial family were wrong!”

 

Joy got angry, and Po saw Dorothea behind her in surprise.

 

It was not something that could be said in front of the princess, saying that the laws of the imperial family were wrong.

 

But Dorothea didn’t say anything and just watched them.

 

“I’ll set up your shop! I’m going to spend all the money I’ve saved so far and get you the shop in Lampas!”

 

Joy hugged Po tightly as if it was about to burst and vowed.

 

“Joy, it will be difficult for you to find a good shop in Lampas on your own.”

 

Clara looked at the two of them and smiled.

 

It costs a lot more money than you think to open a shop in Lampas.

 

“Ha, but I have saved a lot! There are fifteen thousand blancs!”

 

The money came in the name of the Greenwall family, but Joy’s share was being managed separately.

 

Dorothea and Clara were surprised by Joy’s words.

 

‘I know roughly what a knight’s salary is, but you’ve saved so much money in just a few years?’

 

It was a habit of hers, and even though she earned quite a bit of money, she had been saving money like crazy.

 

If you add up what Po collected, you can probably get a small shop.

 

“Hmm… but then you wouldn’t be able to buy an oven, a shelf, a table or chairs, or even flour in the store?”

 

You’ll have to scrape together the money to buy a store and fill it.

 

Maybe the store is in bad shape and needs to be repaired.

 

Whether it’s a bakery or dessert cafe, Po needs to decorate it accordingly. 

 

“Well, we can borrow it.”

 

“Okay. That’s a very good plan. So where are you going to borrow the money?”

 

“In the bank,” said Joy. 

 

With the establishment of a new banking system in a few years, Lampas has made it easy to borrow and repay money through banks.

 

“Do you know what the bank’s interest rate is, Joey?”

 

“Well…5%?”

 

“Usually more than 15%.” Dorothea said to Joy, who knew nothing of the world.

 

In response, Joy rolled her eyes and counted.

 

‘If I borrow 5,000 blanc, I have to pay back 750 blanc every year……!’

 

750 blanc blanc was much more than Joy’s monthly salary.

 

The sadness over Po’s condition disappeared, and a realistic shock hit his head.

 

“Huft… there must be a way.”

 

“Yes, I’ll show you how.”

 

Dorothea placed a golden pendant on the table in front of her.

 

“Princess?!”

 

Joy knew right away what it was. It was a medal that the royal family had. With that medal, any big trade is possible, and the trader can charge the imperial family for the trade.

 

“Clara, the maid of Lenascor Palace, will help you with that.”

 

Clara took a step forward.

 

As it is an important medal of the imperial family, no one can carry it around and use it, so it’s a rule to be accompanied by a person related to the imperial family.

 

“Po, I’m sorry I couldn’t prevent you from being punished because of the imperial law.”

 

As a royal family, it seems like she can do everything, but there are things that she cannot do because she is a princess.

 

“Princess….”

 

“I don’t want you to be discouraged by this mistake, Po, and that’s why I care about you.”

 

Dorothea hoped that Po would not be overly hesitant to reach out to help others for fear of being wrong. She wanted to support Po in his choices and actions.

 

“Thank you, Princess.”

 

Po wiped away his tears and bowed his head deeply.

 

Dorothea appeared like a hero and saved him whenever he was in danger.

 

An extraordinary being who reaches out her hand without expecting anything in return.

 

‘I can only bake desserts for her, even baking desserts is something I’m able to do because of her.’

 

Sometimes Po was frightened by his overwhelming good fortune.

 

Wouldn’t he be punished for his good fortune someday?

 

So he thought that he should live more faithfully and more rightly. so that he doesn’t get a big punishment later.

 

* * *

 

Po and Joy found a shop a little far from the main street of Lampas.

 

“Po, isn’t the store too small? Besides, it’s one block from the main street.”

 

The day they put up the sign, Dorothea came to Po’s shop.

 

She even lent the princess’s name to get a better deal, but Po and Joy chose this small shop.

 

It is a small space that fills up when the kitchen is placed in the store and desserts are displayed.

 

However, Joy and Po smiled very proudly.

 

“It’s hard to find a shop like this in Lampas.”

 

“Still, you should have gotten a better place.”

 

“I have to pay it all back. That’s enough for our level! If things go well, then we can go to a better place.”

 

Poe smiled broadly as if he really liked his store.

 

“I only asked you to pay me back because—”

 

“I will pay you back. Somehow!”

 

Poe clenched his fists, saying he couldn’t owe more.

 

Of course, Dorothea told Po to pay her back, but she had no intention of accepting it. Because she has the power to do that much for Po.

 

But Po shook his head, saying that he had received too much from Dorothea.

 

“And this time, I’m going to help people with my own abilities.”

 

Po vowed not to steal the royal family’s wealth but would use his abilities to help those in need.

 

Although it was a dessert shop for the aristocrats, he planned to make a separate piece of bread every morning and distribute it to the poor.

 

He still can’t forget the thrill of eating freshly baked warm bread for the first time in his life.

 

He wanted them to feel the same way, to take a bite of fluffy, warm bread and start their day with a full stomach.

 

Dorothea smiled and nodded at that bold ambition and determination.

 

At that moment, the signmaker came with the signboard on the cart.

 

“Come!”

 

The moment has finally come to give the store a name!

 

The signboard maker took out the signboard he had worked hard on with the workers and climbed the ladder. And hang a new signboard!

 

The people gathered at the place applauded as they saw the sign board that read <Po’s Dessert> in red with a picture of an apple pie.

 

“Congratulations, Po!”

 

“Congratulations, Po!”

 

Dorothea, Joy, Stefan, Clara, and Reniere shouted in unison as they gathered to congratulate Po.

 

Then Poe sniffed as if his emotions had risen, and bowed to all sides, saying thank you.

 

“It’s Po’s dessert! That’s a cool name, Po.” Reniere said, looking at the sign.

 

In fact, Dorothea decided that the simple name was not completely satisfactory, but she had to do that to block Po, who had a poor sense of naming.

 

After all, the name of an old-fashioned dessert shop for the aristocrats was almost like <Sour-Sweet Yum-Yum Dessert>, so it would be better than that.

 

“Thank you everyone. I have prepared a present for you, so be sure to get one before you go.”

 

Poe came out with beautifully wrapped apple pies.

 

They were pies made to give to his guests on the pretext of trying kitchen utensils from yesterday.

 

The guests were happy to receive the pie he had made.

 

Then Po took a pie and handed it to Dorothea.

 

“I made it for the princess!”

 

“Thank you, Po.”

 

“And the princess can come to my shop anytime she wants to eat. Of course, you can send someone to take it.”

 

Po said he could give Dorothea anything she wanted for free.

 

At that moment, a man wearing an old robe approached the two of them.

 

Stefan and Joy stood close to Dorothea at the stranger’s approach.

 

With a suspicious appearance, he wandered around them. Then he slowly approached Dorothea and asked in a hoarse voice.

 

“May I have a piece of the pie?”

 

Poe smiled broadly at his hesitant voice.

 

“Sure!”

 

Today, Po decided to give everyone a free pie.

 

Po pointed to the side where the pies were stacked and told that he could take the pies from there.

 

But instead of going to the pie stand, he turned to Dorothea.

 

“Hmm, I want that lady’s pie.”

 

He slowly pointed to Dorothea’s pie.

 

“What do you mean, a lady…! She is—!”

 

“Clara. Never mind.”

 

Dorothea raised her hand to stop Clara. There is no need for her to spread the word that she is a princess.

 

“I’m sorry, but I can’t share this pie because the patissier made it for me….”

 

“But can you share a bite with your brother?”

 

“What?”

 

Dorothea raised her eyebrows and the suspicious man removed his hood.

 

“Surprise!”

 

Everyone recognized him at the same time as his face was exposed in the sunlight, their eyes widening.

 

“Ray!”

 

“Wow, Your Highness the Crown Prince!”

 

Raymond burst out laughing at the people who were surprised by his sudden appearance.

 

Only then, His aide Theon and Raymond’s knights followed behind him.

 

People belatedly bow to him.

 

“Ray, why are you here…?”

 

“My baking teacher, Po, opened a shop, so I sneaked out. I don’t want to make a fuss.”

 

“What do you mean, your baking teacher…!”

 

Po’s face turned red. Perhaps because of freckles, his face looked like a strawberry.

 

“Dorothea. Would you like to share that pie with me?”

 

“I, I can give you a new pie!”

 

“I don’t think Dorothea could eat that whole pie by herself.”

 

Clara had her own pie to eat with Anton, and Joy and Stefan are Po’s family.

 

The pie given to Dorothea was hers, after all, and she couldn’t possibly eat a whole large pie by herself.

 

“Well, then, the people serving your Highness should also take the pie!”

 

Poe ran to the table where the pie was placed and came with both hands full of pie and gave it to Theon and Raymond’s knights and his servants.

 

‘I don’t know how many pies he’d made, even after giving it out like that, there were a lot of pies.’

 

At this rate, the oven probably had no time to rest all day.

 

“You baked a lot of pies!”

 

Raymond looked at the pile of pie and said.

 

“It was deliberately made generously because there are plenty of people in the world to share them with.”

 

Po smiled happily, and Raymond looked at him for a moment and nodded.

 

“You are doing what we are supposed to do.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Thank you, Po.”

 

Raymond smiled at Po.

 

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