The Tyrant Wants To Live Honestly

Nareus walked along a path with shallow waterways running on either side.

 

Hwidor, the capital of Hark and famous as the city of water, stretched out like a spider’s web.

 

The river running through its center soon led to the sea, which supported Hark’s strong naval forces.

 

To the west of Hwidor, a flat area spreads around a large lake.

 

The plan was originally a field, but Nareus has been using it as a military training ground since last year.

 

Nareus visited the military training ground at least once a day, even on a sunny day or on a rainy day, to directly check and guide the soldiers’ training status.

 

Every time he saw the soldiers standing in line with each other on a wide plain and wielding their spears with a roaring spirit, his pride in Hark swelled in his chest.

 

Hark, the land that received the energy of the water spirit, boasted a solid naval force from generation to generation but was always weak in battles on land and was often pushed by Ubera.

 

However, Nareus intended to strengthen the soldiers and make Hark a more prosperous nation.

 

And in his generation, he had the ambition to develop Hark into a power that rivaled Ubera.

 

“Ubera cannot be an empire forever.”

 

In the Ubera, although the Imperial Family had external honor, it did not have much influence.

 

Friedia, which is already an independent kingdom, would have defeated Ubera earlier if it had not been for solidarity with the Imperial Family.

 

Of course, Fried’s power was weakening, and now he was leaning against each other with the Imperial Family and holding on.

 

The nobility of Cerritian already ruled the area with their own personal connections.

 

The Duke of Bronte was favored in Cerritian without much interference from the imperial family, and the Count of Duncan, who accumulated wealth through mining, was a huge family that the Imperial Family could not touch.

 

Dmitry, The Lord of River South, often stayed in Lampas to meet people. Still, he had a solid internal and external power through trade and shipbuilding.

 

So, even though Carnan wore the emperor’s crown, he could not control the nobles.

 

The symbol of the Imperial Family is the scepter, which now lacks the spirit stone and is shabby, was a symbol of the power of the worn-out Milanaire Imperial Family.

 

Ubera is an old knight boasting a splendid past. 

 

Everyone acknowledges and respects the glory of his former years. Still, he was just an obsolete old man who would be knocked down with one punch of a young man’s bloody fists.

 

Nareus was clenching his fists for a shot to take the old man down.

 

He summoned foreign knights, introduced new training methods, learned tactics, and taught Hark’s soldiers about horsemanship skills.

 

They were also developing a new buildable catapult that would break Ubera’s hard walls.

 

“Okay, everything is going well.”

 

Nareus nodded happily as he looked back on his achievements as king.

 

* * *

 

Recently, Dorothea took over Raymond’s work and often stayed at his palace.

 

And when she had time, Dorothea went to Raymond to see if his condition had gotten any better.

 

After morning work, Dorothea headed to the back of the palace to see Raymond.

 

Raymond usually spent time in his beloved garden.

 

Even after the accident, his love did not change.

 

Raymond first visited his garden after he lost his memory.

 

The Crown Prince’s garden, which she had only heard from Raymond, was much wider than she thought, so it was hard to call it a garden.

 

Dorothea wondered if Raymond might have used the term ‘garden’ to describe his farming in the smallest possible way.

 

Instead of making a small field on one side of the garden, the entire area the size of a large garden was used as a field.

 

The widest of them was a wheat field, and crops such as barley, oats, carrots, onions, various beans, and tomatoes were also cultivated in designated areas.

 

On the left is some composted crop, on the right, is another composted crop, the northern wheat field is wheat growing on turnip-growing land, the southern wheat field is growing on land where he released a lot of earthworms.

 

His garden was not just a field, it was an agricultural laboratory.

 

“Because it is difficult for those who make a living by taking on the challenge.”

 

She remembered something Raymond once said.

 

The farmer’s job is to take good care of the current fields as they are given.

 

Therefore, it was not easy to grow other crops for new challenges, to use soil for the first time, or to release new insects and birds to prevent pests and diseases.

 

This is because if they use the soil incorrectly and ruin their crops for a year, they will have to starve for the whole year.

 

Therefore, Raymond thought that it was necessary for him to do it for them, who could buy it.

 

His garden was managed not only by Raymond himself, but also by his servants, chefs working in the imperial kitchen, and academics studying agriculture.

 

“I like the smell of soil when I come to your garden,” said Joy, who was following Dorothea.

 

As she said, Raymond’s garden smelled pleasantly of soil and grass.

 

According to one academic who manages the garden, it smells like this when the crops are healthy and the land is well-maintained.

 

Dorothea smelled the moist grass and set out to find Raymond somewhere in the garden.

 

However, near the basil field in the distance, she saw long silver hair shining in the sunlight.

 

“Ethan?”

 

When Dorothea stopped walking, he just turned his head.

 

The golden eyes found her and smiled.

 

Dorothea’s heart raced.

 

It was really Ethan.

 

“Hello, Princess.”

 

Ethan politely greeted her.

 

Dorothea couldn’t hide the smile that spread across her lips at the same time as surprised.

 

Yesterday and today, she ended up not taking piano lessons.

 

She had taken over Raymond’s job and the nobles had grabbed her and wouldn’t let her go.

 

And she couldn’t find the time for piano lessons.

 

But she met him in an unexpected place.

 

“Why are you here…?”

 

“I called him Dorothy!”

 

Raymond, who had just been squatting in the garden, stood up and said.

 

Raymond, clad in boots and an apron, was holding a basket of weeds in his muddy hands.

 

He had now removed all the bandages around his head, and he looked completely fine on the outside.

 

The scar on the side of the head was also hidden from view.

 

“you…?”

 

“Theon is busy helping you. So I asked Ethan to come over today and teach him a lot of things and since he hasn’t had any piano lessons lately, he agreed” Raymond said, wiping the dirt off his apron.

 

He said that not many people knew about his condition, but Ethan was kind and intelligent enough to be helpful.

 

Ethan had taught him about imperial rules, what he was supposed to do, and information about other nobles.

 

“Then why are you here with Ethan?”

 

“I heard that going to a place where you can recall old memories or doing something similar might help you find your memories.”

 

Raymond explained that he had been studying all morning and had just come out to the garden.

 

As he said, the weed basket seemed to be just beginning to fill.

 

“They always didn’t get along pretty well, but because he lost his memory he forgot all about that.”

 

Joy whispered into Dorothea’s ear.

 

The combination of Ethan and Raymond was very unfamiliar.

 

Originally, Raymond didn’t really like Ethan because of his relationship with Theon.

 

Although he did not openly dislike him due to his personality, he did not enjoy talking to Ethan or welcoming him with a wide smile.

 

Conversely, the same goes for Ethan.

 

In Joy’s eyes, the relationship between the two of them seemed to be creaking in many ways.

 

She hadn’t expected to see them stuck together like that after the crown prince’s amnesia.

 

‘The pretty Young Master’s expression is not very pleasant.’

 

Ethan is so good at managing his facial expressions that he’s sly, but it seems he’s quite tired from pulling weeds in the garden.

 

Nevertheless, it was clear that Ethan continued to accompany the amnesiac crown prince…It must be because of our princess!’

 

‘That bastard.’ Joy muttered to herself.

 

To see Dorothea working at Raymond’s palace recently, he pretends to be nice and clings to Raymond, who has lost his memory!

 

‘You really are a dark-hearted master!’

 

Dorothea is the one he loves, so he treats her as well as he can, but Joy still thought his pretty face was a beautiful cloak to hide his sinister plans.

 

But on the contrary, Dorothea’s face was bright, so she couldn’t say anything about Ethan’s scheme.

 

That’s because Dorothea looks happy lately.

 

‘If the princess is happy, that’s enough…’

 

“So, what were you two doing?”

 

“I was pulling weeds that bothered Basil.”

 

“Ethan, you too?”

 

Dorothea’s eyes widened, and Ethan lifted the weed roots as if to show off.

 

Ethan, who always smelled like lilies, seemed to smell like basil now.

 

‘Raymond’s garden was very out of place with Ethan, but it felt good to see a new side of him.’

 

Dorothea felt as if the fatigue that had been weighing her down on her body was fading away.

 

“Dorothy, would you like to see the basil I grew? I harvested the leaves once this year, which have grown this much!”

 

Raymond grabbed Dorothea’s hand with his dirty hand and led her into his basil field.

 

As she followed him into the basil field, every breath she took was filled with a fragrant herbal scent.

 

“Do you like basil, Dorothea?”

 

“I like it.”

 

Ethan nodded at that.

 

Dorothea liked basil, so he was willing to help Raymond’s fieldwork. Still, if it had been a mustard field that Dorothea didn’t like, he would have avoided it anyway.

 

He doesn’t want to smell like mustard greens, which Dorothea hates.

 

“The basil used in the imperial family, they take it all here, it grows so well.”

 

“You seem to have a pretty good memory of this, Raymond?”

 

Dorothea saw Raymond excitedly talking about the field and asked.

 

“Really? Maybe my body remembers it. Like I never forgot how to speak and write in Ubera.”

 

Raymond laughed awkwardly.

 

Dorothea made eye contact with Ethan, who was standing behind Raymond.

 

Ethan nodded his head.

 

“By the way, Raymond. You don’t have any questions about the Crown Prince’s position…?”

 

Dorothea asked Raymond, who smelled the scent of basil.

 

“uh…? That’s what Ethan already told me a lot.”

 

“It’s not that I mean, you don’t feel like you have to work as the Crown Prince and get your place back?”

 

After losing his memory, Raymond had never been interested in the work of the Crown Prince.

 

Even after getting out of bed and being able to move, Dorothea had to do most of his work.

 

To Dorothea, that was very strange.

 

If he had lost his memory, he would have been curious about what he was doing before, so he would have tried to look into the work of the Crown Prince.

 

No matter how stupid Raymond is, once he hears about the status of the Crown Prince, he will have no choice but to be interested in its speciality.

 

Raymond scratched his head as Dorothea’s eyes narrowed.

 

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