Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy - Chapter 424

424 – Two titles – 5

I couldn’t say anything even when greeted by the former commander of the Imperial Knights. If we had met in passing, we would have been able to say hello normally, but we ended up meeting in an unexpected way at an unexpected time.

‘Why are you here?’

I’m confused. The reason why that gentleman stepped down from his position as the leader of the Imperial Knights was to protect the situation. Because he was a person who was appointed to the rank of commander of the Imperial Knights by the grace of circumstances, he gave up his position as commander in order to enjoy a peaceful retirement. It is easier to escort a situation if you are an individual, not a leader.

I heard that even the emperor is not a professional asshole to the point of catching a person who is stepping down to repay a favor, but is acting as an escort knight for the situation, but instead of protecting the situation, he is chasing chickens.

What is this? Is it like a hidden camera? To make people who enter the imperial palace smile?

– Go through all the trouble! Kkogok, definitely!

In the meantime, the chicken that was giving chase flapped its wings with an even louder cry.

This is a strange thing. I definitely thought chickens were flightless birds.

‘It looks good.’

It flies so well. He flew high enough to jump over the knight who was driving him towards the clearing.

Is it perhaps a pigeon and not a chicken? But pigeons can’t fly like chickens, no, pigeons are birds that can fly.

Anyway, I walked cautiously while watching the knights being toyed with by a chicken. In most cases, I would have trusted the knights, but this situation could not be ignored. If you hear a rooster crowing while meeting the emperor, you both feel embarrassed.

“I will help you too.”

After conveying his intention to join the squadron leader, he stretched out his arms. Just then, a chicken broke through the siege and came running towards me.

“You must be careful! These are chickens raised by His Majesty Sang-tae himself!”

I froze in the same position with my arms outstretched.

‘Chickens raised by circumstances?’

As soon as I heard the words of the squadron leader, I was able to understand this bizarre situation. There was a reason why the knights were in trouble over just one chicken.

These chickens are raised by someone other than anyone else. If you touch it incorrectly and it breaks or explodes, you won’t be able to raise your head in front of the situation. Of course, this is not a person who would express anger over a single chicken, but wouldn’t it be like destroying the golden years of an old man who devoted decades to the empire?

A chicken waving its head passed between my legs, but I couldn’t move. What if I grab it with too much force and it explodes?

‘So you’re higher than me?’

Soon, a question arose. A pet chicken that the driver raises and worries about. Is it okay to just view such a being as an animal? Maybe the Imperial White is a being higher than me?

To put it bluntly, there are thirty Imperial Baeks, but there is only one chicken. It is a unique being that cannot be replaced by anything.

…

‘He’s a superior.’

I ended the tearful self-objectification. It is true that His Excellency Gye-gong is more precious than me.

“That guy, he’s heading to the empress’ palace!”

While he was wondering whether it would be wise to leave him alone if he wanted to see the imperial palace, a knight shouted in a desperate voice.

And at that shout, the expressions of the other knights suddenly changed.

“Chase! If you can’t catch it, at least block it with your body!”

Even the squad leader’s expression turned grim and he started running.

This is a strange thing. If you already roam around the imperial palace as if it were your own home, going into the empress’ palace won’t really change anything, right? Moreover, given the Empress’s personality, she is someone who can laugh off incidents like this, and the Empress…

‘What the f*ck.’

As soon as the thought reached the Crown Princess, she started running with the squad leader. She would be fine as long as the empress was there, but there is still a cooing princess in the empress’s palace. She has a young baby who has a weak immune system and people need to be careful around her.

If a chicken breaks into the empress’s palace and causes problems to the princess’s health, everyone will be fine. No matter how demure the empress is, she will express her anger, and the situation will throw us in the grease with the chicken.

That’s why I ran like crazy. If that bastard sets foot in the empress’ palace, he will become a nugget, not a king.

Fortunately, we were able to complete the capture operation before His Excellency Gye Gong was reduced to a nugget. In the process, a few of His Excellency’s feathers were lost, but he was not injured.

The knights were in a mess, rolling on the ground, but they decided to erase it from their memories. We need to be considerate of this incident as it is a dark situation for both sides.

“Thank you for your cooperation, Your Excellency. Thanks to you, we were able to catch him safely.”

“I’m glad I was of help.”

I nodded shyly at the greeting from the squad leader who smiled bitterly. Honestly, it’s embarrassing to even be thanked for something like this.

“He is quite calm in front of His Majesty Sangha, but strangely, when His Majesty Sangha is away, he causes all kinds of accidents.”

The squad leader must have noticed my bitter gaze and explained further with an awkward smile.

This is not information I really want to know. You went through all this trouble because of a cub that only knows its owner.

‘Chicken.’

I looked down at the chicken fluttering around as it was caught in the hands of the squad leader. Are you restraining yourself because you know that if you get crazy in front of the owner, it will go straight to the pot? There are no intelligent criminals.

“I used to fight with cows.”

And then I quietly closed my eyes as I heard the voice of the squadron leader muttering as if he had lost his temper.

The fact that a chicken fights a cow and that there is a cow in the imperial palace are all things that are difficult to understand.

‘What the hell is this?’

I feel like I’m losing my mind. He was clearly a strict and cold-hearted person during his time as emperor, but now that circumstances have arisen, he is filming Animal Farm in the imperial palace.

If you look at it objectively, it was clearly a stroke of eccentricity or an effort to suppress dissatisfaction. If the emperor bastard had caused this mess right now, he would have been scolded, but in that situation, he would have been like this for some reason.

‘…Natural life is also important.’

Yes, in fact, the situation would have been to create a natural space for the Crown Princess. He provided the princess with animal friends to help her spend her boring life in the imperial palace.

I just decided to think that way.

***

While I was working, I heard Sir Hendrick’s voice outside the door.

“Your Majesty, this is Count Tyglehen.”

Hearing those words, I looked at my watch without thinking. It was a long time ago that I heard from the commander of the Imperial Knights at the main gate that the Minister of Inspector General had passed. No matter how far the distance between the main gate and Taeyangjeon is, you’ve finally arrived?

This is a strange thing. There is no way the director made a false report, and there is no way the minister was late.

“Go ahead.”

After thinking for a moment, I opened my mouth. It’s a strange thing, but it’s something you need to hear directly from the person involved.

Furthermore, Sir Hendrick’s voice was calm, so there was no sense of crisis. He is Sir Hendrick, who has become more diligent in his work since becoming the vice-captain of the Imperial Knights. If the Minister had sensed something strange, he would have reacted long ago.

“Long live your Majesty the Emperor. A servant who has received the favor of the Imperial Family, Carl Crasius of Tyglehen of the Crasius family meets the Sun of the Empire.”

Soon the door opened and the minister came in.

And that, along with the full name that changed overnight.

‘It’s Tileglehen.’

I burst out laughing. Now, the minister has become a member of the Empire, not just a successor. He became an emperor’s servant and direct vassal in name and reality.

It’s fun. A minister who has already devoted himself to the imperial family and the empire is given the name Imperial Baek. Isn’t this a fateful name for which one must die while working?

“I was waiting to see when my count would come.”

I looked happily at the kneeling minister and then stood up. Since the current Minister was visiting as Count Tilglehen, not as Minister of Inspector General, he happily called himself Count.

The minister was seen shaking in shock at the careful consideration. He seems impressed.

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“Stand up.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

I patted the minister’s shoulder as he carefully got up. For some reason, I kept laughing.

“I didn’t become the youngest Imperial Baek. It’s a shame.”

“…I’m just thankful that I can avoid undeserved fame.”

I just nodded in response to the answer that made me grit my teeth. In fact, from the moment he became the youngest head of the department and the youngest minister, the honor was a direct hit, but he decided not to point out that the minister was grateful.

People can live life only if they have small happiness. It is not right to break that triviality.

“The former Count of Tyglehen, Wilhelm Crasius, was loyal to the empire.”

At those words, the minister’s mood softened somewhat. As an emperor, his words of recognition of succession to the title of Imperial Count were also words of praise for his father.

“Wilhelm Crasius devoted himself to the imperial family and the empire from the time he was his successor, and when he became the Imperial Prince, he made numerous contributions, including serving in two wars. That is why His Majesty also particularly favored Wilhelm Crasius.”

It is not a formal statement. The Emperor trusted the Imperial Whites, and among them, he especially paid attention to the former Earl of Tilglehen.

He liked the silent loyalty unique to the Crasius family, and Wilhelm Crasius’s individual ability was outstanding – but his contribution in sending the minister to the administration rather than the academy was very great.

If the minister had gone to the academy, it is natural that the history of the empire would have changed in a bad direction.

“It’s such a shame that His Majesty’s favorite loyalist is stepping down, but I can laugh. How can I be sad when the successor who has carried on the will of his predecessor will help me.”

“These are great words, Your Majesty.”

I patted the shoulder of the minister again who bowed his head politely.

“Therefore, in respect of the will of the Crasius family, who received the name of Imperial White from Eimanca II, I acknowledge that the Count of Tyglehen has been passed on to Karl Crasius of Tyglehen. Now, Karl Crasius Of Tilglehen is the head of the Crasius family and a legitimate member of the Imperial Council. I expect your unwavering loyalty to the imperial family.”

“I will never forget the heavy favor the imperial family bestowed on my ancestors and will remain loyal to them forever.”

With those words, the Imperial Baek succession process was completely completed.

It is just a formal procedure in the first place, so there is no need to drag it out. There is no need for it to be complicated as it is a procedure to emphasize the bond between the emperor and the imperial family.

And now there is something else that is important.

“But the Count.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. Please give your name.”

“Did something happen on the way there?”

It is more important to ask the reason for the delay than the increase in the number of ministerial titles.

“That is—”

The minister’s eyes rolled left and right for a moment at the firm and precise question, but he quickly opened his mouth.

“On the way, I found a chicken raised by His Majesty the King, and I was late to send it back to where it was supposed to be.”

‘Ah.’

I think I know roughly what happened.

I see, the Minister met a chicken.

‘I was just saying.’

A few days ago, while walking around the imperial palace, he recalled encountering a black horse head-on.

It seemed as if the owner had been raising it with love. It was large and its fur was shiny. I don’t know how on earth I got out of the stable.

“You’ll have to get used to it from now on.”

In response to the calm answer, the minister silently nodded.

We cannot tie up the things that God personally nurtures, so we must be careful.