Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy - Chapter 929



929 – Prayer for Me – 1

I felt like the preemptive friendly NPC was changing into a non-preemptive friendly NPC.

It may seem like words that can coexist with preemptive strikes and friendliness, but wasn’t our emperor a miracle being who could achieve such a bizarre coexistence? He was a madman who was friendly to me, but was also ready to strike first at any time.

However, when a living adult prayed for his own mother and invited the spirit peaks to pray together, his preemptive tendency changed to a non-preemptive tendency.

Sure. I can say this on the note of resignation in my drawer. The Emperor’s eyes and expression that I saw immediately after he finished praying were the most gentle expressions I have ever seen on an Emperor.

‘This is at least 10 years.’

The Emperor’s friendly attitude towards the non-commissioned officer will last at least 10 years. Even those 10 years are the result of including the powerful joker called the Crown Princess. If there is no big event between the Crown Princess and Pedi, it will continue for more than that, and maybe even until one of us dies.

In fact, it is not an amazing result, but it is not enough to abuse a person who is located in a human being.

“The Imperial Family has received a great favor from the Count. I will engrave this in my heart and cherish it for the rest of my life. The Count must not forget the favor he has shown the Imperial Family. The Count is always worthy of standing before the Imperial Family.”

And just before returning to the mansion, the words the Emperor had said came to mind.

A title that was restored to Count, not St. Charles or Charles. It was added that the imperial family would not forget this favor and that he should stand proudly before the imperial family.

This is by no means a light remark. It goes beyond simple congratulations and designates him as a benefactor of the imperial family and the emperor. If a mere subject becomes a benefactor of the imperial family…

If it were to be…

‘What’s different?’

Honestly, I don’t know either. It’s such an unexpected addition that my head is still spinning. What will happen if the royal family doesn’t forget this favor?

A huge reward? He received it occasionally, even if he wasn’t designated as a benefactor like he is now. The treasures piled up in the mansion’s storage room are proof of that.

Respecting vacation? This has already been done unofficially by stepping down from the ministerial post. In the first place, respecting the vacation of a civil servant on vacation is something that should be done even by an enemy, not a benefactor.

Or the right to bear arms in front of the Emperor, or to walk proudly, or to ride a horse? Those are not particularly attractive gifts.

‘You’ll know when the time comes.’

After thinking about it alone, I shook my head slightly.

Yeah, it’s not something to worry about now. As time goes by, I will naturally come to know it even if I don’t want to.

Besides, I don’t have to worry about what kind of candy the Emperor will give me this time. If that b*stard has even a shred of human conscience, he can’t give me candy under the pretext of a reward.

If such a disaster were to occur, I would be cut off from the Empress line without even protesting. If you can’t trust the Emperor, trust the Empress’s character.

‘It’s sturdy.’

My mind quickly became at ease. I felt so at ease when I thought of the Empress as my insurance, not the Emperor.

“Dad is here.”

“Wow! Dad!”

“Dad, what’s up!”

Of course, there is nothing more enjoyable and relaxing than seeing children coming home from work.

“Dude! White! Cool!”

“okay?”

“Yeah! Black dad is cool too! White dad is cool too!”

I smiled awkwardly at the words “black dad” and “white dad.”

I know what he means, but I can’t help but feel a strange sense of unease when I hear him say that. It’s as if my body has been split in two.

– Benevolent human! Benevolent human!

– White Silver Human! I can feel the aura of the King!

– Did you see the king? Did you see the king?

Soon, the spirits that were scattered throughout the mansion began to gather one by one.

It seems that the spirits’ energy was thick during the prayer. That’s why the spirits that weren’t even called gathered like that.

“Guys. It’s so stuffy. Can you not fall?”

– No! I want to stay a little longer!

– The spirit of the king! It’s so warm and nice!

In the blink of an eye, spirits swarmed around me.

The skinship is so intense that it’s hard to even move my body. Even the fairy lights on a Christmas tree wouldn’t be this dense.

‘My daughter. She experiences this every day.’

My gaze went to Cattleya, who was blinking her eyes without realizing it and looking up at her father.

Cattleya, who already has spirits attached to her body like me. After receiving the blessing of the Spirit Kings, Cattleya walks around like that every day.

I’m sorry, my daughter. This poor father thought his daughter, who was carrying around spirits, was cute. But she always had to endure this kind of pain.

“Catlea. Do you want to come to Daddy?”

“Ugh.”

When I opened my arms towards Cattleya with a proud and apologetic heart, Cattleya ran to me and hugged me.

‘I can’t breathe…’

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And of course, the combination of the two spirit hosts caused the number of spirits surrounding the woman to increase rapidly.

At this point, it’s amazing. Were there always this many of you? Why do you seem to be more numerous than the flowers planted in the garden and backyard?

Even this number excludes spirits that are still shy of humans. This means that there are at least twice as many spirits in our mansion. It’s not that spirits come to visit where people live, but rather that people live where spirits live.

“Me too! I want to be hugged too!”

“I want to play with the sparkles too!”

Still, it’s a good thing that the kids like the spirits. If they were afraid or reluctant to see the shiny, flying animals, it wouldn’t be a disaster.

– Little people! Come play with me!

– It’s more fun when we play together!

Plus, the spirits love children too, so I think it’ll be a happy ending for everyone.

…

‘What happens when Cattleya is away?’

Suddenly, a feeling of anxiety welled up in me.

Our triplets are the heirs born about 100 years after Trixie ascended the throne as a duke. In terms of the history of the Katoban family, they are the first new life born in about 120 years.

That’s why the triplets were supposed to stay at Servette for a certain period of time when they turned five, and now they are turning five in a few months. The heartbreaking time of being separated from their father is just around the corner.

But apart from that sadness, what happens here when the mini-world tree called Cattleya leaves? Will all the spirits of the mansion also migrate to Servet?

‘That’s difficult.’

Some are fine, but not all. Now, spirits are just one of our children’s playmates.

If this is going to be a problem, I’ll have to go to the flower garden near the academy and get a few flowers. If I ask Cattleya to touch them a few times, I’m sure those flowers will also transform into passages for the spirits to appear.

Then, even without Cattleya, wouldn’t there be quite a few spirits coming to the mansion? I believe so.

As the children and spirits were walking around the garden, a tree caught their eye.

The only tree standing apart in a garden where grass, trees, and flowers are in harmony. Its appearance itself was nothing special compared to the other trees, but the stone tablet in front of the tree was quite impressive.

[ Karl Crassius Birth Tree ]

Karl Krasius’s Birth Tree. As the name suggests, it is a sapling that my father and mother planted on the day I was born. The sapling grew vigorously for nearly 30 years and has now become a huge tree.

No, honestly, it’s embarrassing to use the expression ‘giant tree’, but it has definitely grown. If you think about the size of a sapling, it’s grown dozens or hundreds of times bigger.

‘Small World Tree.’

I burst out laughing as I looked at the birth tree.

Perhaps because it was the tree that commemorated my birth, Trixie jokingly nicknamed it the Little World Tree. It was such an embarrassing nickname for a mere birth tree.

However, this birth tree also went through various hardships like the world tree. Although it did not burn and then come back to life, there was some debate over where to place the birth tree.

The tree that was born here went through all sorts of debates about whether to leave it in the Count of Tileglehen, in the hometown of his wives, or in my ordinary mansion. It must have been quite a difficult ordeal for a tree.

‘The tree of birth, Ira…’

I stared blankly at my birth tree, or to be exact, the tombstone in front of the tree.

Karl Crassius Birth Tree. A tree planted to commemorate Karl’s birth.

A tree that commemorates the birth of the body, not the soul.

‘But there’s no one to congratulate that tree.’

Maybe it was because I had just finished praying for the rain. Strangely, I felt a sense of excitement even though I saw a tree that I had always seen.

I no longer consider myself a foreigner. Although I am an outsider, I now have no doubt that I am a proper citizen of this world. Because I have the connections I have made, and the family I have created.

But that doesn’t change the fact that my body had a separate owner. No matter how much I met my wife and children after my possession. No matter how much I adapted to this world, that much remains unchanged.

‘The original owner will be watching too.’

First of all, since I am a possessed being in someone else’s body, there is no need to discuss whether I have a soul or not.

And in the past, those guys would come to me in groups in my dreams, and recently, didn’t Louise’s older sister appear to me as well? Thinking about that, it means that the owner of this body has also become a soul and is in heaven.

‘You must be watching me, so why aren’t you reacting at all?’

At that moment, such a question arose in my mind.

The Crassius family remembers you not as someone with an evil nature that would lead you to hell. Rather, you were a kind, honest, fragile, and shy person. You were bitter to the end, so it is only natural that you would go to heaven after you die.

Yet you didn’t come to me. You would have come to protest to someone else who had taken over your body.

‘Are you so gentle that you don’t even protest?’

I absentmindedly touched the tombstone. I touched the words Karl Crassius.

Then he closed his eyes and said a small prayer.

It’s funny that I pray to myself, but this me is not me.

At the same time, they are close and important beings to be called others. Since you prayed for the piety and the situation, it is right for you to pray for me as well.

“dad?”

“Dad. What are you doing?”

“No, it’s nothing. I was just wiping some dust.”

He smiled gently at the children who were tilting their heads.

This strange prayer is something I must undertake alone, without telling anyone.

Certainly, when people do things they normally wouldn’t do, they experience things they wouldn’t have to experience.

‘What is this?’

As soon as I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, a pure white space unfolded before me.

In the middle of that space, a being wearing a white robe was looking at me silently.

– I’m finally seeing it.

The face was hidden by the robe, and the voice was unfamiliar, but I could recognize it.

Finally achieved a Grand Slam as a god.