I Became the Tyrant’s Servant - Chapter 33-1

“Ugh.”

The next day, I felt around my neck in front of the mirror.

The red mark on the back of my neck burned every time my finger brushed it. My forearm was completely bruised. However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t remember anything.

At the end of my memory, I think I thought Cardan was handsome…………?

I ended up tearing my hair out and screaming.

“What the hell did I do yesterday?”

I even got him a concubine, but it was no use. Still, considering that Cardan’s expression was dark at the last minute, fortunately, it seemed that there would never be a next time.

But soon a strange cry broke out of her.

“What’s the good thing about that!”

I grabbed the mirror and tried to hit my head, but someone knocked on the door in a hurry.

“Duke Baloa!”

It was the voice of Count Linoa.

I hurriedly raised my jacket collar and raised my voice, covering the red mark.

“Come on in.”

Count Linoa came in with a dark face.

“D, Duke of Baloa……………”

Count Linoa wept, and I pressed my eyes against the rush of fatigue.

“You’ve heard the rumor last night, Count?”

In fact, there was no need to ask.

Count Linoa’s scalp, which was left with a few strands of hair, became smooth overnight without a speck.

“But I do–“

Thud

I tried to tell Count that I would try to fix the situation in a way that is not damaging, but the Count suddenly knelt down in front of me.

“The Duke of Baloa. No, Duke of Baloa. Please save me!”

“Oh, no, you–“

Snap

The count finally caught me by the foot.

“There’s no way. Don’t you know how much that child admires His Majesty? How can that child do that? I’m sure it’s a setup!”

The count’s eyes trembling with fear seemed to suspect me as the mastermind of the framing.

I’m the only one who thinks it’s unfair. 

Only me.

“I really didn’t mean to be rude to His Majesty last time.”

“Excuse me?”

This was why the emperor acted as a tyrant.

“Three ships.”

It takes several good ships to go to the East continent with one’s luggage packed once she has fled.

It would be perfect if it was a ship owned by a count who made his name known for trade with the East.

“Three, three……………”

The count was stunned.

I raised an eyebrow.

“Does that mean it’s okay to go into the state council meeting like this?”

For some reason, it seemed like she was starting to resemble the emperor, but the effect was straightforward.

“I’ll give it to you! Three ships!”

“Yes, I understand you’ll be giving away newly built ships.”

I smiled brightly and took out a clean sheet of paper.

“Well, while we’re at it, shall we start with the contract?”

I asked purely out of curiosity, but the count’s face was whiter than a sheet of paper.

“Sometimes I dozed off without paying attention at the State Council, and prying into what you had pushed for in my estate.”

The count began to list all the little things about me.

“I dared to treat you to a meal that was not to your taste.”

No, this makes me feel like a tyrant.

“No-.”

I paused trying to clear the count of his misunderstanding.

A question struck me.

Why should I clear up the misunderstanding?

He misunderstood and he’s making assumptions on his own.

This was definitely an opportunity. A very useful opportunity.

“Count, I’m not such a narrow-minded person.”

The count did not say a word to my tone, who had suddenly begun to treat me with respect.

“I’m very sorry, too. I personally recommended the lady to His Majesty, and this kind of incident happened. I’m pretty embarrassed, too.”

The count began to tremble.

I rushed to get to the point before he fainted.

“But I still think we can be good partners.”

I curled my lips as thin as the emperor always did.

“I am fully willing to speak to the Emperor about the count’s wrongdoing……”

“Anything! I’ll give you anything!”

“Count. I’m glad you’re quick-witted. It was thrilling that the count recognized my heart.”

“I’ll take the ship first.”

I, too, was not confident of stopping Cardan when he said he would take the life of Count Linoa and his family.

No, she’s too busy protecting her own neck before she tries it.

But I could tell by the feeling.

If Cardan was really going to kill Count Linoa, he would have cut his throat right away.

So I have no qualms about bringing up Count Linoa’s story at state council meeting.

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