Chapter 17. Lack of Mabel

Gustavs complexion, which watched the series of events in the bedroom, turned paler and paler.

Im screwed.

He was afraid to imagine how much the Emperor, who was rejected, would be stirred up.

On the other hand, Lissandro, who had been watching the situation by the doorstep, was very relaxed.

As expected, our little princess is not an easy one.

Gustav was mad with envy at Lissandro who was leaving a review as if it was fun.

You were having a hard time with me just until you started to escort the princess!

He felt betrayed by his comrades escape.

With a jealous stare, Lissandro tilted his head and have a friendly smile.

Is something wrong?

no, Lord.

In the meantime, the situation in the bedroom was on the verge of collapse.

Go!

Ma-.

Hwate!

ble

Go!!

The scene was tearful, it was hard to keep your eyes open.

Ill come back later.

Hwate!

Thud. The door closed.

Eventually, with Mabels resolute rejection, Esteban was kicked out without even touching a finger.

Estebans face, rejected by his daughter, looked miserable.

Gustav is again, in a situation where he doesnt know whether to console or treat it casually.

It was none other than Lissandro that broke the delicate silence. He grinned and said a word to Esteban.

Welcome to PMH, your Majesty.

PMH? Whats that?

Yes. A group of people Mabel hates!

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This crazy bastard.

Flames burst in Estebans eyes.

Lissandro had poured oil in his mind. The will to kill was seething.

He had once felt superior about the fact that Mabel had hated Lissandro. He did, but

I cant believe were in the same boat.

His heart sank down to misery.

Gustav.

Yes, yes!

Gustav answered with strained air and military discipline.

Of course, Esteban was not going to let Lissandro go.

But isnt Esteban turning around too easily?

Lets go back.

yes!

Gustav who was following in the footsteps of Esteban, who was strangely calm, shook his head.

I thought youd break an arm.

Turning his head, Lissandro was smiling and waving as if he didnt even know what was going on with Esteban.

Finally, his Majesty had grown up!

It was only in less than ten minutes that it was learned that was not it.

***

The Emperor who was always angry he didnt come, suddenly stopped coming one day.

Now Im feeling better.

I couldnt forget the moment when he declared that I would take over the throne without consulting me(although he couldnt).

Not being able to come doesnt solve my problem, but at least my anger dissipated.

Come to think of it, I couldnt say there was any fault in Oscar or Grandpa who were keeping their mouths shut about making me Emperor.

But the worst was the Emperor.

huu

As I sighed deeply, Lalima, who was looking at me wither chin up, opened her eyes wide.

Her Highness sighed! Perhaps!

Perhaps?

Maybe she misses His Majesty?

Euaang!

No, I dont!

I knew you would.

Lalima interpreted my whining in a haphazard way and left in a rambling way.

Ah, its demoralizing.

I didnt even have the energy to correct them anymore.

As I crawled to the bed to exercise, Oscar, who was just coming in, ran to me in surprise.

Why do you want to come down?

Oong.

Thats when you call the nanny or a maid, Mabel.

Hwate.

Unconsiously, I answered curtly and then shut my mouth.

Im acting like a kid again.

I hated this side of myself.

I knew little about the background of this foster case.

I just know that the Emperor handed over the throne as a birthday present.

Why would he want me to be the Emperor instead of Oscar?

It would be wise to put Oscar on the throne, who was expecting to become the Emperor, rather than me, who knew nothing.

Oscar and my biological mother were both recognized by the imperial family.

As time went by, and my head cooled down, there werent just one or two strange things.

Above all

Will Oscar be okay?

I have been well aware of the fact that there is severe education to become the Emperor.

All his efforts were denied and taken away by me, a baby, overnight.

I didnt take it because I wanted to, but still.

When I start at Oscar with some guilt, he asked me with a bright smile.

Why?

towwy. (Sorry.)

Towwy? What does that mean?

Today, I sighed, feeling the limits of my pronunciation keenly.

Emewor hwate. (Emperor hate.)

Emperor hate?

Oong.

You mean you dont like the Emperor.

Wo. (No.)

Then you hate becoming the Emperor?

Oong.

A slight nod made Oscar look serious. Thats why I became serious.

As expected, is he upset?

I looked at Oscar quietly, wiggling his fingers in suspense.

Oscar, who was staring at my face, opened his mouth seriously after a long time.

too smart.

?

Mabel must be a genius.

Um, no. Excuse me.

Why is that the conclusion? We were talking about something else!

Oscar grinned and poked me in the cheek as I stared at him as I was dumbfounded.

Mabel. You understand me, dont you?

Oong.

Youll be the only baby in the world who understands and answers at the age of one. Why are you so cute and lovely?

Wo!

You dont mean to change the subject, do you?

When I stared persistently at Oscar, he muttered I cant stop it, and gave a small smile.

Then he sat on the bed and set me on his lap.

Even if you dont want to be the Emperor, you cant help it, Mabel.

Hwy? (Why?)

Because its to protect you.

To protect me? Making me Emperor?

It just didnt make any sense. Does it mean its dangerous if Im not the Emperor?

I wanted to hear the details, but Oscar didnt tell me.

Looking at his bright eyes stained with faith and affection, I couldnt help but squeeze.

Phew. As I sighed, Oscar suddenly called me.

Ah, Mabel.

Oong.

Was the towwy from before an apology?

Oscars eyes widened as I nodded.

I thought it was the name of a painter I didnt know.

wouldnt it be more creepy for a 1-year-old baby to know the name of a painter you dont know?

What a strange way of thinking. Oscar is also an extraordinary man.

A small smile formed.

You dont have to say sorry. Thats what I wanted, Mabel becoming the Emperor.

Yu swudied a wot. (You studied a lot.)

I did study a lot, but I dont think that was a waste of time. Theres nothing wrong with learning.

Bwut (But)

Oscar patted me on the head as I blurted out the end of my speech.

For a moment, I became sleepy.

Of course its studying that I need to so. Because I need to help my lovely younger sister whos going to become the Emperor.

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Indeed, Oscar seemed to have no lingering attachment to the Imperial throne.

The only emotion in my sunken eyes held concern.

But why?

I didnt give Oscar anything.

What could I do when I was lying in the cradle without speaking properly.

And most of all, I didnt want to become Emperor, so Im really happy now.

Weawy? (Really?)

Yeah. Not to say to you that I dont want to become Emperor.

I looked at Oscar smiling embarrassedly and thought back to what I had just heard.

To protect me?

I thought I could predict the reason.

I also didnt want to just lie here all the time.

But Im not sure, so Ill have to gather some information.

***

Youre almost in a trance.

It was Gustavs brief evaluation of the sight.

All the faces of the people in this place were so rotten that they could no longer rot.

The cause is no other than Emperor Esteban.

He watched the front with cool eyes, with his chin on the throne and sitting obliquely.

Hiik !

The servants bowed their heads desperately, shaking in fear of making eye contact with him.

A dozen of the heads below Esteban were in a flurry.

Esteban twisted the corners of his mouth and laughed.

Youre all a bunch of sheep.

Flinch.

Apparently, referring to those involved in a mine fight in the south, but the officials could not relax.

Gustav shook his head and pressed his forehead.

it was a week ago.

He wondered why Lissandro, who had grown up, was leaving Esteban alone who was rejected by the Princess.

But it was an illusion.

At a parliamentary meeting that began about 10 minutes later, Gustav had a fantasy that he had met Esteban, who was in the early stages of his ascension.

I dont think its enough to put a hot spring in this Lunatics mouth.

Seems fun. Talk some more.

Are you defying my words?

Youre not even looking forward.

Is life lonely? Why dont you tell me in advance if you wanted to end the rest of your life. I will help you.

Every word was very harsh.

Naturally, the atmosphere of the heated meeting quickly died. The subjects dared not to speak.

It wasnt until such a hellish time passed and the Emperor left the conference hall that people managed to exhale the breath they had held back.

They rushed straight to Gustav.

Just what the hell happened to his Majesty?

That

Speak!

The Princess

Did something happen to the Princess?!

No, no.

Then?

The Princess said she hates his Majesty.

?

That was a week ago.

Its only been a week, but the servants faces were so happy.

Despite the tightness of the situation, the agenda was pushed back.

Duke Javier has announces his return.

Its a coincidence. Ot the mine reconnaissance is over.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Esteban frowned.

Duke Javier. On the surface, he was part of the Emperors faction, but he is a man who is unable to be read. T/N: Meaning you cant tell what hes thinking.

Rather the Marquis Gardenia, the aristocrat who openly opposed the Emperor, was more trustful.

Duke Javier was involved in this mine.

However, a reconnaissance was sent as a warning because there was no evidence.

He will show up at the convention hall with a good smile, as always, in spite of the warnings.

Duke Javier was a man who planned work with his own work.

As a result, there had been several cases in which aristocrats who were used by Duke Javier were destroyed.

Esteban was laughing and brainwashing.

I hope you dont disappoint me and bring me useful results.

Are you saying that you will be let go if you are not good enough?

Everyone had the same idea.

The Emperors harsh voice made the atmosphere even more subdued. Soon, there was only one last item on the agenda.

Next there will be a statement from Marquis Gardenia.

Everyones attention was focused on Marquis Gardenia.

The Marquis was the only aristocrat in the chamber who was not overpowered by the Emperor.

When the Emperor, famous for his tyranny, proposed to his daughter, he had opposed it head-on.

The nobles, who gathered in the conference room have also been in politics for a long time and have been quite thick-skinned, but were no match for the Marquis.

Whats the agenda?

Its about Princess Mabel Gardenia Ermano.

In an instant, a creepy silence came to the conference room.

Ever since they heard that the reason for the military was none other than Princess Mabel, the Emperor met Empress Xia. They have desperately avoided the subject of the Princess.

It was their unwritten rule to save lives.

May his Majesty be relieved and become soft again.

All they could do was beg.

Even if its Marquis Gardenia, isnt this a little dangerous?

Gustav, who was watching the situation, opened his mouth and shouted silent.

Estebans cool eyes scattered over the Marquis.

Speak.

Its already been more than a week since you announced her throne.

Thats right.

I think we need to establish a temporary ministry for the coronation. If its too late, the Holy Land may ask to bring you back again.

Contrary to everyones concerns, the latters remarks were extremely divine, except that the subject was about Mabel.

I was looking for the right person. If you have anyone to recommend, put it up in writing.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Is there anything else to say.

There is not.

Contrary to his immense presence, that was the end of his remarks.

Break the meeting.

A sigh of relief was released after Estebans declaration.

Im through with it for today.

The feeling of walking on thin ice day by day. Esteban rose from the throne as the servants prayed that these days would be over soon.

And-.

!!

Everyone was surprised when Esteban stumbled. Gustav rushed to help him.

Are you okay, Your Majesty?!

Even so, this morning, it was reported by the head of the city that the Emperors meals have been reduced recently and that he has not been getting enough good sleep.

Youre overdoing it!

Gustav stared seriously at Esteban.

Esteban, who was frowning, closed his eyes and sighed from his fever.

By the time the anxiety about the Emperor darkened the atmosphere-.

Im lacking Mabel.

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Everyone doubted their ears.