Come Here, Tyrant! - Chapter 115

After the morning service, there was a heavy silence in the temple.

It was not a very familiar place for Demela, who was not religious. He felt a little uncomfortable and raised his head. Then an even more awkward sight came into my eyes.

Sitting crookedly on a wooden chair, Robbie looked more like a rogue than a messenger of the gods.

Because of that, the slick white robe he wore all looked frivolous.

It’s bizarre. What kind of person is a messenger of God?

“Hey, Demela. Are you really doing this to me?”

Demela sighed at Robbie’s accurate picture. No matter how much the morning service was over, what kind of disgrace was this in this solemn temple.

Even the way he spoke had been quarrelsome since earlier. He didn’t know where Robbie had heard the news from the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but he scolded Demela to be better.

Others would ignore him, but for Demela he was also a benefactor, so he had to keep his seat.

After barely holding back the yawn, Robbie asked as if spitting out.

“Dsev, is she that good at her job?”

“Yes.”

Demela’s affirmation was full of sincerity. It’s only been a few days, but Demela liked Annie very much.

Needless to say, Annie showed a far superior performance compared to her other peers and even surpassed her seniors.

There was nothing she couldn’t do, be it documenting or interpreting. He also admired her passion for her work the most.

At first, he was concerned that she was writing travel books and working simultaneously, but he was worried for nothing.

Instead, she rushed to work to not be pushed by her colleagues. Although it was voluntary work, they kept their places every day and handled their work as if they were competing.

As he watched the scene, a happy smile came out of his mouth.

‘I have to go and buy them a meal.’

His wallet was about to open on its own. It would not be a waste of money if he spent it on his juniors.

Robbie, feeling ominous at this, frowned.

“Are you smiling?”

“Then should I smile or cry? A diligent human resource with the greatest ability has entered our department.”

“You know who’s got you to sit there like this?”

“Yes. Long live the Great Porkaus’ Empire, Protector, our Robbie.”

“This bastard.”

“Stop it. His Majesty is not a child, so why do you keep doing this? You are going to cause Doher some hair loss.”

The two talents representing the Imperial family are also seniors and juniors from the same academy.

In particular, Doher was the one Demela has been pointing to as his successor for a long time.

But these days, he’d lost weight, and it bothered his eyes. His junior just smiled bitterly and shook his head when asked what was going on.

Demela recently learned that it was because of Annie Mill Dsev.

Hoo. Doher gets stressed out when Robbie is making such an outrageous fuss.’

He doesn’t know the details, but Robbie seemed hysterical for nothing. He couldn’t cover this up, no matter how much he received help from Robbie when he was poor.

He spoke his bitter words.

“Lord Robbie, stop harassing my juniors.”

“You… did you decide to fully accept that girl?”

Robbie, who asked back, was like a wife her husband beat. Demela, who was about to refute, got his body up.

Didn’t he swear allegiance to this Porcaus? He didn’t have time to be like this.

[ Help His Majesty, Ejed. ]

[I swear with my heart.]

Ironically, it was Robbie who requested it.

“I’m going to go to work as my oath. Even with the help of Lady Dsev, I have a lot of work to do, and I’m busy.”

“Hey, Demela! You traitor bastard!”

***

Annie had adapted very well to her new job. The Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs was in a fierce atmosphere day and night, but there was a hint of fun.

In particular, the sense of accomplishment and pride when she completed a task most perfectly was extraordinary.

On the first day, the Yulfbe made her feel bad, but it also gave me a feeling of exhilaration several times more than that discomfort.

[ Miss Dsev. That document…]

[ Here it is. ]

A smile spread across Annie’s lips, who confidently submitted her documents. Her colleagues looked at the papers with suspicious eyes, but they were perfect.

In the end, Annie achieved remarkable results in just one day, and after that, her abilities were recognized, and she continued to win.

Her colleagues, watching her and triggering a strange competitive spirit, only made mistakes one after another.

She was delighted with the other parts as well.

The carriage on her way to the Imperial Palace was unobstructed in the slightest.

In addition, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has a lodging facility in the Imperial Palace. So it was convenient for her to take a nap or use the dormitory.

‘It’s a lot better than I thought.’

Her satisfaction was not just this. The weather was excellent, and the job was easy because her hands and eyes were familiar.

Annie got off her commute and hummed. As she walked through the Imperial Palace at a light pace, she stopped.

In the distance, she saw a familiar back of the head.

‘Sir Fizz?”

Annie, contemplating whether she should say hello or not, approached him. He talked to her first the other day, so she relaxed and did her exams well.

He’s someone she’ll always meet, so it was better to leave greetings naturally.

She might get some help later; she might not know.