The Tyrant Wants To Live Honestly

Fortunately, the sword missed his vital blood vessels and nerves.

 

A deep wound was left on the back of his neck, but his life was saved.

 

Maybe it was because Ethan had no talent for using a sword, so he failed to die. very fortunately.

 

And Dorothea, on the other hand, wondered if the spirit had protected him.

 

It is a spirit of light that is said to have the power of life, so the spirit might not let the contractor die easily.

 

“The princess killed Nereus with a single blow.”

 

Joy eagerly explained the day’s events to Ethan, who was leaning on the bed.

 

Dorothea completely killed Nereus, and the Hark soldier raised a white flag announcing the surrender.

 

“But because of you, she couldn’t even enjoy the victory!”

 

Joy, who had been talking about Dorothea’s heroic story for a while, got angry.

 

Due to Ethan’s critical condition Dorothea had an atmosphere of defeat even in victory.

 

It made Joy feel defeated, even in victory.

 

“The other soldiers are singing and drinking in excitement, but the princess doesn’t even eat.”

 

Ethan apologized to the grumbling Joy.

 

Then, Dorothea, who had gone out to talk for a while, returned.

 

“How is it, Princess?”

 

“I’m going up to Lampas tomorrow.”

 

“then… !”

 

Joey turned her head to look at Ethan.

 

“His Majesty has promised to lift the ban of Ethan going to Lampas in recognition of Ethan Bronte’s work.”

 

Saying that, Dorothea was holding back the laughter that was about to come out of her joy.

 

‘We can go back to Lampas together.’

 

“Let’s go back together, Ethan.”

 

* * *

 

“A total of five hundred thousand soldiers have been defeated!”

 

As the news of the victory was delivered, the atmosphere in Lampas also heated up.

 

Thousands of Cerritian soldiers, Thousands of Frieda’s reinforcements, and tens of thousands of Vanguards of the Imperial soldiers. Ten thousand volunteers in other areas.

 

“Besides, Princess Dorothea called out the spirit of light and commanded the entire soldiers scattered in all directions in perfect harmony.”

 

“Did the Hark soldiers pee after seeing that?”

 

Raymond was quietly listening to the chatter of the servants coming from outside the window.

 

The victory was a topic of discussion so much that no one didn’t knew about it, regardless of age or gender.

 

Because even the beggars knew Dorothea’s name.

 

This battle will decorate a page of history in a splendid way.

 

Raymond’s concerns were negligible.

 

“The Princess, isn’t she amazing?”

 

As Raymond was looking out the window and thinking, Theon, who had just visited Carnan, spoke to him.

 

Raymond nodded.

 

“Because I’m jealous and hate you…It made me want to put a knife in your heart and kill you. Do you know?”

 

Dorothea once confessed to Raymond that she was jealous of him.

 

But it was the same with him.

 

A younger sister who is smarter and more talented than him since childhood.

 

In front of her, he had no choice but to deeply realize his incompetence.

 

At the age he barely uttered the word ‘Mama’, Dorothea spoke in perfect sentences.

 

At an age when he was barely accustomed to riding a horse, Dorothea was able to ride it and run.

 

At the age when he had barely memorized the first chapter of the imperial book, Dorothea had memorized the entire book.

 

The nannies were comfortable with Dorothea being mature and out of reach. Unlike Raymond, who got into trouble every day.

 

Now she had better control over the spirits, and she was winning the war.

 

Jealousy? Yes, it drove him crazy for a moment.

 

However, when a person encounters a wall he or she cannot overcome, he or she can no longer add the feeling of jealousy.

 

He did not envy and hate Dorothea because he evoked admiration beyond jealousy

 

He had no choice but to be shabby in front of her.

 

He lost his self-confidence and accepted early on that he was ‘not good enough’.

 

She’s such a great little sister.  Smart, wise, calm, mature and capable, the perfect little sister.

 

How can he be jealous of that? He can’t help but admire her, he can’t help but love her.

 

And there was a greater emotion in him than jealousy.

 

guilty. He feels guilty for trampling on his younger sister who is smarter than him.

 

Dorothea said he was a good man.

 

But in truth, he was just an incompetent, cowardly man.

 

A person who can only do anything other than cover up his incompetence with a smile.

 

A person who is too afraid to carry the lives of the people of Ubera.

 

Raymond clenched his fists.

 

“What about His Majesty?”

 

He looked away from the window and turned to Theon.

 

“I’ve eased the pain for now, but… ”

 

It was not enough to stop the disease with Theon’s power.

 

Carnan was unable to get up from the bed, and it was painful to swallow food.

 

For a sick person, a day is like ten years, and his condition worsened day by day.

 

“The princess should come back soon.”

 

“Can I speak with His Majesty now?”

 

Raymond asked, and Theon nodded.

 

* * *

 

“Hurray, Princess Dorothea!”

 

“Hurray, hero of victory! Ubera, live!”

 

When Dorothea and the knights entered Lampas, enthusiastic cheers poured in.

 

People waved and threw flowers on their way.

 

Children were hanging from the tree to watch the Ubera soldiers return with their victory, and colorful garlands were hung on the roof like a festival.

 

Dorothea looked around at the scene as if she were seeing it for the first time.

 

‘Was victory like this?’

 

Even before the return, she clearly won against Hark.

 

But before she could enjoy the joy of victory, she became a traitor.

 

And the people gave the crowned traitor the name tyrant.

 

She suddenly remembered the moment she was heading to the execution place.

 

It’s not clear, but the memories left as scars from her past.

 

Pointing fingers, blaming, swearing, and stoning.

 

She thought it was a look that suited her.

 

Since she was born, she has been such a hateful and bad person that no one will ever love her.

 

To her, walking barefoot on the thorny path suits her better than the red carpet for the emperor.

 

But what was unfolding before her eyes was an unfamiliar sight.

 

Instead of spitting and throwing stones on her way, people sprinkled petals and applauded her.

 

Dorothea couldn’t explain this feeling, which warmed her heart. A feeling that resonates deep within her, too complex to describe as the joy of victory.

 

“Everyone loves the princess.”

 

As Ethan said, she was loved a little more than before.

 

* * *

 

“Dorothy!”

 

As soon as she arrived at the Imperial Palace, the first person that greeted her was Raymond.

 

Perhaps it was because Dorothea hugged him once before going to war, this time he hugged her tightly without asking Dorothea.

 

“Congratulations, Dorothy.”

 

“Your Highness, everyone sees it.”

 

It’s still in front of the Imperial Palace, so there are a lot of onlookers.

 

She wasn’t ready to take it that far yet.

 

Then Raymond shrugged and pulled away from Dorothea.

 

Dorothea glanced at those who had come out to greet her.

 

Carnan wasn’t there.

 

Instead, there was no obituary.

 

By the time she returned, she should have already held Carnan’s funeral, but fortunately, Theon’s power seems to be working to some extent.

 

“How is His Majesty’s condition?”

Dorothea asked Raymond as he entered the Imperial Palace.

 

Raymond shook his head as if not in a good situation.

 

“The doctor said it would be hard to pass this month.”

 

Raymond’s words made Dorothea’s heart feel strangely heavy.

 

She’d already expected Carnan’s death. Besides, she didn’t even like him.

 

“Let’s go inside and talk.”

 

Dorothea went with Raymond to her palace.

 

Clara and her servants retreated so they could spend some time together.

 

Dorothea glanced at Raymond as she drank the fragrant tea.

 

“Then, did your memories come back?”

 

Raymond shriveled at the words that were uttered naturally.

 

“Since when did you know? That I was acting.”

 

Dorothea chuckled at Raymond’s question, murmuring with his eyes wide open.

 

“From the beginning.”

 

‘Ever since you called me Dorothy.’

 

‘From the time you smile sincerely and happily in the garden.’

 

‘From the time you looked at me with affectionate eyes.’

 

At first she was fooled and her heart nearly dropped, but it didn’t take long to see through his foolish act.

 

“Even the princess knew…?”

 

Even when Ethan was so distressed to deceive her, she already knew.

 

“And you don’t intend to tell the Crown Prince?”

 

“For the time being…”

 

At first, she was angry at Raymond’s play.

 

But she thought that there must be a reason for Raymond to do such a reckless thing.

 

She used to call him an idiot, but that doesn’t mean he’s a real idiot.

 

Raymond has his own deep thoughts, and is sometimes wiser than Dorothea.

 

Besides, it’s hard for Dorothea to be mad at him when he was happy spending time in the garden.

 

So, for a moment, she thought she would give him a chance to breathe.

 

After Carnan dies, he won’t be allowed to do that.

 

“Now my role is over, Raymond. Now come back to your role.”

 

Dorothea put down her teacup and said calmly.

 

Then, after closing his eyes for a moment, he carefully opened his mouth.

 

“honest with me, Dorothy.… Have you really never even thought about the throne?”

 

Raymond’s clear eyes stared at her.

 

In front of him, Dorothea dared not lie.

 

“I don’t know. but I do know this. I don’t belong there.”

 

“You don’t say you don’t want to.”

 

At Raymond’s point, Dorothea averted her gaze.

 

‘I want to. I want to become a better emperor and make a better Ubera. But as I told Ethan, the robber can’t sit in the house where she robbed…’

 

“Why do you think you can’t be the owner? Because I have to sit there first?”

 

“Because I don’t have the qualifications…”

 

“Qualification? Do I have one?”

 

Raymond opened his eyes and pointed to himself.

 

“You are the Crown prince.”

 

“Then you can be the crown princess. Then you will be eligible too, right?”

 

“It’s not like that…”

 

“If not that kind of problem, then what?”

 

Raymond’s eyes were uncomfortably bitter.

 

Dorothea thinks about the past that she couldn’t reveal before him.

 

Raymond looked at Dorothea carefully and spoke first.

 

“Okay. I’ll be honest with you first. Then you’ll be honest, too.”

 

* * *