Baby Tyrant - Chapter 38 - You Can’t Be Competent!
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Chapter 38 - You Can’t Be Competent!

Chapter 38 - You Cant Be Competent!

38. You Cant Be Competent!

Gustab. Wha kind of pwace with Abewado? (Gustav. What kind of place is Abelardo?)

Gustav Druval, the baby Emperors aide, was facing the biggest crisis in his life!

He asked back with a white face, Yes?

Abewado! (Abelardo!)

Gustav was deeply devastated by the fact that he had not misheard.

While Mabel was growing up, there were quite a few contacts with Abelardo, but Mabel never wondered about Abelardo.

It was a great relief for the stand-in-Emperor, for this Empire, and for the comfort of ones working life.

His Majesty is keeping Abelardo in check in case he loses his daughter.

So peace was maintained, but what would come eventually came.

Gustav smiled as if it was drawn on and trembled.

Ahaha. AbelardoLets see. What kind of place is it?

Godth seed. (Gods seed.)

Huk.

Gustav shut his mouth when he heard that word.

The eyes of the baby Emperor looking up at him couldnt be scarier.

Her Majesty truly is the genius of the century. But I cant tell her the truth. I guess I have to induce her to dislike Abelardo.

Gustavs method was to tell a good-willed lie.

It was deceiving the Emperor, but he believed it would be okay because it was for the peace of the empire.

Since itll be bad if youre interested in Abelardo.

Gustav made a serious expression.

Abelardo is an evil kingdom full of very wicked, wicked men.

Ung?

Especially when they catch young children. They do terrible things. For example

Gustav fiercely envisioned something that would be suitable for a child in a short amount of time.

Mabels favorite thing is dessert. Then

So, for example, they dont give delicious cakes and instead eat in front of them. Its a common thing to starve them. Just to children of Your Majestys age!

Gustav thought it was an appropriate threat, but not to Mabel.

He was quite flustered by the cold look Mabel gave him.

Why are you looking at me like that, Your Majesty?

Guthab, youwe vewy bad at wying. (Gustav, youre very bad at lying.)

L-lying?

Ith okway. Gwo. (Its okay. Go.)

Gustav gazed blankly at Mabels back as she turned away coldly.

I think she just saw me with contemptIm sure I missaw.

He didnt see anything wrong.

***

Youwe wothwess, Guthab. (Youre worthless, Gustav.)

The unhelpful Gustav. The plan to get data research through him was discarded.

I also have a plan for everything.

I stood proudly in the open space deep in the garde, holding a large envelope in my arms.

All the knights and maids, who followed me as my escort, had their eyes on me.

Your Majesty, what are you trying to do?

Well?

When everyone was wondering what I was going to do, I shouted loudly.

Bwirdies. Leth eat! (Birdies. Lets eat!)

The birds in the trees flew in unison at my cry. The sight of the feathers of various birds falling like snow from the sky was spectacular.

Pwettyah, no.

I quickly came to my senses while watching the scene with admiration.

Before I knew it, packs were standing around me waiting.

As birds of different species gathered together, the atmosphere became unusual. I added a warning urgently because I thought there would be a bloodbath at this rate.

Dont fight, birdies. If you fight, there wont be any food.

Then the birds chirped in unison.

How nice.

[Give food please, chirp!]

The sparrow politely asked for a meal quickly. I nodded and put my hand in the envelope.

I laughed wickedly amidst the tension of the birds urge to eat.

Do you want to eat?

Ch-irp!

If you want to eat, each of you give me a piece of information.

The me whos been ripped off by animals all the time no longer exists.

And my plan was very successful.

The birds began to reveal the information they knew of each other in order to eat a little more.

It was the winter migratory birds who had information about Abelardo. I gathered information eagerly by spreading bird feed.

[King has barley colored hair, chirp.]

Yeah, yeah. And?

[Chirp. And his eyes are red as blood!]

Ooh. And?

[That bastard stole my food, chirp!]

Dont fight.

[Even when his Dads Dad was alive, king was king, chirp.]

Since the lifespan of the winter migratory birds are about 30 years, I could guess that the King is over 50 years old at least.

Euuk.

I got goosebumps suddenly.

Youre saying an old grandpa is obsessed with me, right?

Good morning to your conscience.

Anyway, there was a lot of information from the birds. I got a lot of information about Abelardos King.

Michael Abelardo. It was said that he was the King of Abelardo, the Holy Kingdom, and he was reluctant to show his face to the point that anyone who had seen his face can be counted with his hands.

They said he has a cranky personality.

A cranky old man, I dont really want to get involved.

The Holy Kingdom served the god of Ades. The King was a very faithful servant of God. He lived by God and had no choice but to obsess over my existence because of the oracle.

He even tried to kidnap me.

The present this time seemed to the ulterior motive to awaken my potential divine power.

The priests who were experts will look at my body condition, rather than the imperial ones who werent.

Hmm.

The birds pecked at the floor excitedly. I threw more feed.

[Abelardo has a lot of food. Chirp chirp.]

I suddenly had a doubt. If I can communicate with natural objects because of Gods arrangement, wouldnt there be some priests who can communicate with animals like me?

Its worth finding out.

I couldnt avoid it as long as I knew that the King was determined to take me. The stand-in-Emperor seems to be turning a blind eye to the end.

Before I knew it, the floor cleared up.

Hewe, thith ith de latht! (Here, this is the last!)

I turned the envelope over and emptied it. Looking at me like that, the maids clapped.

Heuk, so cute. She took care of the birds herself. Shes so nice.

I know. It feels like only a few days ago since shes been squirming in bed, but shes feeding birds now!

Your Majesty, were so proud of you!

I shook my head again while listening to the maids.

Anyway, in other peoples eyes, the site of my wonderful data collecting method seems to be simply a time to feed birds.

The thought of a great information book made me laugh. Im living off of feeding animals now?

Then Ill take care of you next time, birdies!

[I wont tell you if you dont bring food, chirp.]

[Thats right, chirp.]

Thats right. Im still a pushover.

***

Late at night, owls were flying for food.

[I came, hoot.]

The cheese thugs appeared.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and rised.

Todway ithnt a day you cwome (Today isnt a day you come)

[Spit.]

The mouse suddenly spit something out in front of me. I picked it up without saying a word because I was afraid theyd be offended.

It was another note. The sender was believed to be Aiden.

What does it say? I crouched at the balcony and glanced at the note in the moonlight.

[Viscount Targo.]

Uung?

Is this all? Even if I looked closely, that was all.

Wat ith thith! (What is this!)

My head was filled with question marks.

Aiden, everyone knew that Devlins devil wasnt ordinary. Otherwise, he wouldnt have such a strong power at such a young age.

So I didnt fully understand it, but I just moved on to my understanding of my ability.

Even if I question you, I cant meet you.

To meet secretly, Aiden and I had an iron escort called Lissandro.

I was thinking deeply about it while looking at the note and ripped a paper from my drawer.

And I scribbled briefly and stuck it to the mouse.

Give thith to him. Athk him for de cheethe. (Give this to him. Ask him for the cheese.)

[I dont get paid late, squeak.]

As the days went by, the mices bullying strength increased.

I put my hands together politely.

I athk of you, gweat mice. (I ask of you, great mice.)

[More politely, squeak.]

Pwease. (Please.)

[Ill let you off once, squeak.]

I sighed deeply as I watched the mice disappear into the darkness.

Scawy cheethe thugs.

Holding it in because theyre dirty? I was holding it in because theyre scary!

I was afraid I would get hit.

***

My project to be abolished continued today, too. As soon as I entered the conference room, I lay down on the throne as if I were waiting.

From one day, a fluffy cushion was placed on the throne. There was even a blanket covering the pillow that the subjects gifted me.

It was like a bed for my small body.

I dont think this is right

But its too late to go back. Today, I covered myself with the blanket and closed my eyes tightly to be faithful to my concept as Emperor. There was also a rabbit doll in my arms.

Pretend to be asleep, pretend to be asleep.

Then, a sigh came from one of the subjects.

Ahh. Her Majesty is sleeping with the doll I brought.

Hoho. I brought that blanket.

The most important thing for a comfortable sleep is a pillow, isnt it? I prepared it!

Embarrassed by their bragging voices of the subjects, I turned my back towards them. Then, sighs burst out everywhere again.

Ahh, the back of her head!

Oho, the choice of vocabulary is ungodly.

Let us see her more

If you want to look good, youre going to have to kiss up to the stand-in-Emperor, why are you doing this to me? Im just an Emperor with no power.

I felt the touch of a stroke on my head for a moment, and I heard the voice of the stand-in-Emperor right next to me.

Lets start the meeting.

Soon, the chaotic atmosphere was suddenly heated up by the subjects.

I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep while I listened to the meeting.

Recently, there has been a trade of fire flowers. The price of a bulb is as high as a castle.

A castle, isnt that too much?

Its so hard to grow a single fire flower. Its a miracle.

The main point of the meeting was that there was a shortage of ornamental flower candles in the social world. Somehow, I remembered the tulip mania in the Netherlands.

There are people who like to show off anywhere and everywhere.

Humans were all the same.

All the money was spent on the plantation, but it failed, and the top and vendors are going bankrupt.

If it succeeds it will be amazing, but if it fails they will fall.

I shut my itching mouth. I knew how to solve it, but I never intended to go forward.

I cant be competent. I cant be useful!

As I opened my mouth, I kept my breath away from my lungs. Fortunately, it quickly moved on to the next agenda.

There has been a request for imperial assistance, saying the drought in the west is serious.

The Ermano Empire had the worlds largest landmass.

As the season was moving from winter to spring in the capital city, other regions were in full swing during the summer.

China alone has a wide range of climates.

It had not rained for months, and the western part of the Empire was suffering from a famine.

For a long time, there was a debate to support the west.

This is enough support, and I think we need a policy for public sentiment.

It was Duke Javiers voice. Marquis Gardenia responded in disapproval.

A policy. What are you talking about?

How about a rain ritual?

Duke Javiers voice, full of laughter, seemed to have cooled the atmosphere. I peeked through the conference room.

Aigoo. Its cold.

I could see the poor men who were pressed by the two masters restless fight.

While watching with interest, my eyes met with Duke Javiers, who turned his head.

Huk.

What do you think, Your Majesty?

U-ung?

Everyones eyes were on me. I was embarrassed, but I did not take my eyes off Duke Javier.

There must be a reason you need to have a rain ritual, right?

Seeing that he was obsessed, there must be a dream of winning.

Hm. I thought about it for a short time and gladly nodded.

Ahll do ith. (Ill do it.)

Your Majesty!

My grandfather dissuaded me urgently, but I didnt even give him a look. Instead, I smiled at Duke Javier.

Inthead, twere awe condithions. (Instead, there are conditions.)

Hoho. What are they?

I didn thwink Duke Jabie woulth think abowt people lwik thwart. I am vewy mobed. Thwo-. (I didnt think Duke Javier would think about the people like that. I am very moved. So-.)

I smiled as strongly as I could.

Gib fwood to de staving people! (Give food to the starving people!)

Do you have some money? If you do, give me some!

It was the moment when the experience of being ripped off by the mice paid off.