History at the Library - Chapter 162

5-6 minutes 18.10.2020

Always a Happy Ending (9)

“Brother!”

He glanced back and gestured toward the direction in which Cardel disappeared. As if to hurry up and follow.

He didn’t even tell him to leave yet, but he left first. Still, Julian, the Emperor, grumbled, but soon rose from his seat with a smile as if he could not stop him.

However, thanks to Vivian, his older brother never wandered around or returned to the territory as before. Everything still seemed annoying, but wouldn’t it be a good thing that he has a minimal cultural life?

The Emperor, who had no idea that he was the master of the underworld, was pleased that Aiden had escaped from the wretched man in the corner of the room.

However, Julian felt that his brother’s obsession had changed from books to a person, so he should pray for someone’s soul.

Julian knew that Aiden was madly absorbed in one thing, that the Grand Duke servants knew, and the underworld people and Kilix knew.

The Emperor briefly recalled Vivian, who seemed to seek freedom both in body and soul, and Aiden, whose obsession and possessiveness far exceeded that of ordinary people. And at the same time they painted their future.

Then he shook his head. We’re going through a lot of trouble.

Julian ran after Cardel as Aiden said.

Even if it wasn’t for a sudden thought-provoking aide.

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”

The aide’s skin, who had already been looking only at the documents, was now almost ghostly blue. He thought there was a real emergency.

Julian kicked his tongue and stared at the direction in which Cardel had completely disappeared. He just saw it and he was very anxious if she wasn’t in front of him.

“Oh….Oh, my God…..!”

“Tsk tsk, is that running and panting? I told you to build up your stamina. What’s all this fuss about?”

The aide, who had been catching his breath for a long time, shouted again urgently.

“Wow, that’s a big deal! I have caught the tail of treason!”

“……what?”

“No, rather than grabbing the tail, it walked in with its own two feet. I have to say!”

“No, what do you mean?!?”

Julian exclaimed absurdly. He smelled the rebellion, but it was still just a stage of verification. He’s surprised they caught the tail of the rebellion before he could investigate it properly, but he can’t believe the Duke of Bron walked in on his own!

Then the aide quickly recited the whole story.

As he spoke longer, the emperor’s face was becoming more and more dazed. Finally, after hearing all the circumstances, Julian muttered seriously in a very serious voice.

“Are We really under God’s protection?”

***

It wasn’t long before the charges of treason by the Duke of Bron and his associates were proven. It was discovered that he had been involved in the drug business and attracted a lot of capital, raised soldiers, and bought weapons for half a year.

The truth came out like an arrow.

It was ridiculous to hear how it was discovered.

One of the nobles who participated in the rebellion was addicted to drugs and entered the administrative office of the Imperial Palace with red eyes. It wasn’t enough and he had an extra drug in his arms.

“Lesley Marten?”

Julian asked back, nodding his eyebrows. Leslie, the first son of Count Marten and the only heir to the family. The name of the insane nobleman who said he had injected drugs into work was familiar to me. More precisely, the name of his family.

The Vivian family.

Vivian entered the palace on a life-long contract to renounce the name Marten. Julian thought it was a wonderful coincidence to be just a coincidence. Treason applied unconditionally to the registration system.

If Vivian hadn’t abandoned her family, she would have been tied to treason and executed together.

Julian was relieved that Vivian was very lucky to avoid death. Cardel would have been sad if she was unfairly executed and killed.

No, before that, I’ll die at his hands.

He shivered at the cold snap of his spine. And once again, thank Vivian for his foresight.

“According to the inspector, Young Master Marten took too much of the medication and was completely out of his mind. No one knows why the censorship went to the main palace in that state, or how it got to the palace in that state in the first place.”

While Julian was lost in thought, the aide’s explanation continued. The more he listened to the detailed situation, the more and more he wondered if this was real.

Drugs were illegal in the Empire. Of course, there is no way to crack down on what the nobles did in secret, but there was no way to oversee them and bring them into the Palace.

Of course, he was imprisoned in a dungeon, and during the pursuit of the drug’s source, the Duke of Bron’s rebellion was revealed to the surface.

No matter how deep the doubt may have been, the Duke of Bron could have escaped naturally. The Duke was a snake-like man who never made room for his tail.

If there was a problem with the drug business, they’d be able to sneak out before they found out about the treason. That’s obvious. Drugs would have been just a means of raising huge amounts of capital in a short period of time.