CH 4

When I was a warrior, I was strong enough to be a corpse without strength, so I was able to endure the penalty. However, it was difficult to show such bravado with this body. Adrian's body was so weak that she could have died of shock if the penalty overlapped.

“Do I look so free?”

“N, no……. I’m, I’m sorry…….”

Piace turned around with a look of great disappointment. I wanted to pat her sullen back, but I couldn't help it.

‘Sorry, Piace. There is a mountain of things I need to know now. I'll be sure to play with you later.’

The ruined author only gives instructions at important crossroads, and I have to figure out the rest myself.

Therefore, information on the protagonist and identification of the main characters were urgent. Only then could I infer the events that would be the center of the novel. In this way, the optimal path to the ending was designed by collecting the events. It was a tedious and complex process that made me vomit just thinking about it.

I watched Piace go back to the bedroom before heading to the drawing room. As soon as I sat down on the luxurious sofa, a middle-aged man poured me tea. He was in his 40s, and his straight back showed his straight personality. He was probably the butler of this mansion.

[Stage 1: (Without even looking at the butler) What's the schedule for today?]

Oh, he was really the butler.

“What's the schedule for today?”

“An aristocratic meeting is scheduled around noon. The venue is the Great Conference Room of the Imperial Palace.”

“What is the meeting about?”

“It's about making a golden statue of Lady Adela Helsington the hero.”

The tea, which was flowing smoothly down my throat, stopped suddenly. I just spouted out the tea.

“Phoosh-”

“Master! Are you okay?”

The butler hurriedly handed over a handkerchief. I wiped the water dripping down my chin.

“What, cough, will be made?”

“Golden statue of Lady Adela Helsington the hero.”

* * *

“Master, the carriage is ready.”

“Alright.”

Not one carriage was ready but one dazzlingly gorgeous carriage and two plain-looking carriages were ready. Five maids were waiting for me in front of them.

‘They are all skinny. Adrian didn't feed them?’

“These are the children who will accompany Master today. Are you all right with this?”

“All of…… these children?”

“Would you like more?”

Is Adrian getting death threats? How can you take five maids on your way to the imperial family meeting?

‘No wonder they prepared two carriages…….’

I glanced in the air. Fortunately, no instructions were issued.

“Reduce it to one person.”

“……Pardon?”

“It was cumbersome, so I said to reduce it to one person.”

The butler, who had been looking at me with an expression of disbelief, hurriedly lowered his head.

“Yes, yes, I understand.”

The butler called one of the maids. Her face was familiar to the eye. It was the red-haired child who dressed me up in place of the maid who was entrusted with cleaning the lab.

“Please take this child. Luna, take good care of Master.”

“Yes, Mr. Butler.”

Luna opened the carriage door and knelt beneath it.

“Master, would you like to come up?”

“…….”

Are you telling me to step on your thighs?