I see emperor stats-Chapter 108
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Currently, the inside of the imperial palace was noisy as if a beehive had been disturbed.
“Are you saying I can’t get in?”
“His Majesty made one last request as he collapsed. Don't let anyone inside.”
“Sir Carlos!”
Despite the shouts of Julius, who had an indignant expression on his face, Marquis Carlos, the commander of the Royal Guard, did not change his expression as if he had become a plaster statue.
The emperor's sleeping quarters were already surrounded by guard knights. It will be difficult for a single ant to enter.
The imperial faction officials who had followed Julius whispered.
"There's no way that wooden Lord Carlos would lie. Doesn't something really big happen like this?”
“You should have been given the position of crown prince right away… … .”
"The situation in Daejeon is also a problem, but I'm worried here too."
It was because the expression of Julius, who was having a snowball fight with Carlos, looked really serious.
Sureureung.
“… … .”
Carlos' eyebrows twitched. It was because Julius drew his sword.
"It's not that I don't trust the Marquis, but isn't the situation too exquisite that no one can come in and out in this situation?"
“I am only following Your Majesty's orders. Please step back.”
bang!
At that moment, the aisle shook with a roar as if an earthquake had occurred. The two swords collided. In the aftermath, the ceiling and walls of the hallway are cracked and stone dust is scattered.
“Hey!”
"majesty! Please calm down.”
Only Mareus, who was standing behind, stopped Julius with a calm expression. The other servants were holding their heads together and were unable to raise their heads.
Sureureung.
The knights of the royal guards hurriedly pulled out their swords. Are you saying that Prince 1 is going to fight swords with them?
The knights of the Sharnos Knights, who had followed to escort them from behind, were also unable to hide their stunned expression. Has he ever acted so emotionally?
Haynes, the general manager, bit his lip first.
'I have to dry it once.'
“Your Highness, there is nothing good in arguing with the Royal Guard here. Please calm down.”
"majesty… … .”
Beatrice was also pleading with a wink beside Julius with an unusually worried expression.
"after… … .”
Even as the three of them broke up, Julius stared at the room in front of him for a while, as if he was trying to clear his throat.
However, as if their earnest appeal had worked, he soon returned to a calm expression. Then he threw out a word and turned his back in front of the bedroom door.
“I will definitely remember this.”
“I apologize.”
"phew… … .”
The atmosphere was hideous, but anyway, since Julius had broken his stubbornness, the officials and knights let out a sigh.
Turning around, Julius took another step.
"majesty! Where?"
Mareus, who followed behind, hurriedly asked a question.
“It’s Daejeon.”
After replying briefly, Julius quickly disappeared from the aisle. Mareus hurriedly led the officials to follow him.
'Are you trying to take care of state affairs? Things aren't going to be so good right now either... … .'
Meanwhile, he turned around meekly, but Carlos' eyes could not erase his suspicion toward Julius.
'Recently, the only person Your Majesty allowed to be alone is His Highness the Prince. But suddenly, His Majesty is unconscious for no reason?'
* * *
The situation in Daejeon was truly a mess.
“Of course, His Highness Julius has to act as the representative of state affairs temporarily!”
“Sounds absurd! He is not yet the crown prince or anything.”
“Then who should lead the state affairs?”
Opinions in Daejeon, divided on both sides, were tense. The emperor's officials were not the crown prince, but the most powerful candidate for the throne, Julius, should be temporarily entrusted with state affairs!
However, the aristocratic faction was bitter and opposed. Their thoughts were the same.
'For now, we must hold out until His Highness arrives. Maybe it could be a chance for Heaven!'
The emperor was said to have gradually lost his energy from a few days ago, and then fell into a state of unconsciousness. Calling the temple's senior healers was of no avail, and none of the doctors could pinpoint the cause of the illness.
If there is no cause of disease, is there only one? On a continent where peace lasted for over a hundred years, death from overwork and old age were the number one causes of death for all emperors.
'To be honest, when I think of my age, it's time for me to lose my energy.'
'It's unfortunate that His Highness the Grand Duke is out of town at a time like this.'
As expected, the Grand Duke went back to his estate, saying he had business a while ago. It's probably rushing up right now.
The aristocrats united and tried to avoid the worst situation in which Julius acted as the representative of state affairs. Such arguing continued uninterruptedly.
However, both the imperial faction and the aristocratic faction were currently in a situation where their respective centers were vacant. It is not a situation where a decision will be made by mouth wrestling.
“His Highness the First Prince has arrived.”
In an instant, the door to the Great Hall was thrown open, and Julius entered.
“Sorry for being late.”
“Your Highness, First Prince!”
The figures of the imperial faction were disgusted, and the aristocratic faction frowned. In any case, this means that the current most promising candidate for state affairs has entered.
What would Julius do in this situation?
"no?"
“Oops!”
Surprisingly, Julius strode into the midst of his subjects and sat on the emperor's throne. His posture is so natural that his audience is momentarily at a loss for words.
“Since Obama is critically ill, I will act as the representative of state affairs for the time being.”
“… … .”
The inside of Daejeon was enveloped in silence. How should we interpret this?
“Your Highness is not yet the crown prince! Are you sitting there on the throne? How rude... … .”
After a while, an old aristocrat with a fairly high position in the aristocratic faction started protesting. Starting with that, the nobles, wanting to be at this time, rose up like a swarm of bees and tried to bite Julius.
“Are you dissatisfied?”
[The attribute 'Emperor's Dignity' is activated.]
[Charisma and charm increase.]
“Suck!”
The nobles instantly shut their mouths at the momentum pouring out of Julius. No, I couldn't open it.
“Your Highness, however, this is a little... … .”
“You guys, be still.”
Even the officials of the imperial faction could not understand this behavior.
“What is this?”
Shuk.
When Julius raised his hand there, knights began to invade the Great Hall. It was the Sharnos Knights. As the knights entered the battlefield, the situation became even more dire.
Currently, all of the Royal Guards were on standby to escort the fallen emperor. There is no force to stop them in this place.
The nobles all turned pale.
'What the hell did the first prince believe in and go out like this?'
'Isn't this like taking advantage of His Majesty's absence to cause a rebellion?'
Only then did Julius return from his stern expression to his expressionless expression.
“Looks like you have no complaints now. Then let's start the meeting."
The first thing he ordered was a royal doctor who was currently the only one allowed to enter the emperor's bed and a temple priest who was always on standby for the emperor's health.
“First, report on Obama’s condition.”
First, the fish doctor began to report while breaking out in a cold sweat.
“I have been regularly examining His Majesty the Emperor for the past twenty years, but this is the first time I am in a condition like this. My heart is beating very weakly, but it looks like it will stop at any moment.”
“… … .”
After remaining silent for a moment, Julius turned his gaze to others.
“Bishop Aurel, what do you think as a healer?”
“As you know, if it is not a disease or physical damage, the church's divine power is of no use.”
“Then, does that mean that the person who corrected me not too long ago has suddenly become old?”
They bowed their heads at Julius' cold question.
“I’m sorry. However, as a doctor, I don't think it's that rare at Your Majesty's age.”
“In this case, it is difficult to make a judgment because if you use your divine power hastily, you may consume more of your remaining energy.”
"So you're saying there's no way?"
“For now… … .”
They all looked like they were about to kneel.
“Then it doesn’t matter. You are the only one who can enter the bed, so take good care of Obama.”
“… … !?”
Julius, who had been prying on a few other things, unexpectedly let them go without hesitation. When he was called, he was in the mood to take responsibility right away and hit his neck, but everyone in the hall looked dumbfounded.
Moreover, the words that followed were spectacle.
“Then let’s move on to the next item.”
"majesty! What if it's an agenda?"
“Didn’t you say that you were representing state affairs?”
“… … .”
There were many servants who wanted to say something, but the frightening spirit that Julius showed just before was too frightening to say more here.
For the next two days, Julius' behavior did not change. Originally, there were many competent bureaucrats in state affairs, so there was no big problem, and the nobles were stamping their feet.
“Doesn’t this mean we have to hand over all the real power?”
“Is there any news from the Grand Duke? If the real His Majesty dies like this... … .”
"Shh! lower your voice If it were the current First Prince, His Highness, his head could be blown off.”
On the other hand, officials and knights on the side of Julius were looking at him with pity.
“How can a person change that much? I heard that you don't sleep well every day... … .”
“Some reckless people are spreading rumors that Your Highness is using this opportunity to seize state affairs. But can it be?”
For the past three days, Julius's daily routine has been simple. He once acted as the representative of state affairs in place of the emperor for an entire day. He was even quicker and quicker than the emperor.
The reason, of course, was that he had his ability, but he couldn't speak at all in the aristocratic faction.
And after completing state affairs, there was always a place to visit and stay.
“Are you still thinking about letting me in?”
“My answer is always the same.”
"Then I guess I'll have to continue until the marquis gives up his stubbornness."
Julius sat down in front of the emperor's bed and started a silent protest.
"majesty! You must take care of yourself.”
“No matter how hard it is, the royal family is sitting on the ground?”
“… … .”
However, no matter who tried to tear him away, Julius' will was firm. He, of course, was formidable against the opponent.
The Guard Knights, including Carlos, also did not leave the Emperor's bed even for a moment.
And on the fourth day after the fall of the emperor, the person the nobles had longed for finally arrived in the capital. They greet him with a smile.
“His Highness the Grand Duke!”
“Right now, the first prince is persecuting us under the pretext of representing the state. somehow... … .”
“Get out of the way! First of all, we have to look at His Majesty's condition."
The grand duke finally entered the imperial palace. He bit the nobles fiercely as if he were looking at flying flies, and then headed towards the emperor's bedroom.
Seeing this, the nobles made a puzzled expression.
“Come to think of it, the Grand Duke is someone who could reach the capital in a day or two, so why are you so late?”
“You must have an idea. In any case, the only thing that can stop the first prince is the current Highness of the Grand Duke.”
'No matter how incompetent they say I am, there is no one who can check the first prince.'
He snorted and arrived in front of the emperor's bedroom.
“Meet Your Highness, First Prince.”
“Long time no see. By the way, what about Leon, who is in your manor?”
“His Highness, the 2nd Prince, is hurrying up. I ran first.”
Julius coldly spat out his words.
“Isn’t it not coming up because of an ulterior motive?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Should I repeat the reason?”
“… … .”
The Archduke and Julius stared at each other for a while. Inwardly, the Archduke was thinking a little unexpectedly.
'Isn't this a plot prepared by the first prince?'
The reason why he didn't come up right away was to stop by the black market, but it was to be fully prepared in case of an emergency. In the meantime, where did you get hurt by Julius once or twice?
'Also, I care about what the clown said at the end... … .'
The owner of the Black Market left these words to the Grand Duke at the end.
“You’re a regular customer, but it’s difficult without service.”
"What are you saying?"
After that, the owner left a meaningful message.
"It seems like they're running around the fort, but something good might happen in the not-too-distant future."
“… … !?”
* * *
After reminiscing for a while, the Archduke took his eyes off Julius and asked Carlos.
"Can't I come in too?"
“I apologize.”
Carlos repeated the same words to the Archduke and then stood guard in front of the bedroom door like a wooden stone.
Seeing this, the Grand Duke asked one last question.
“I know that you and the two people who were in charge of treatment were the ones who saw His Majesty's last appearance. Are you sure His Majesty is in critical condition?”
"That's right."
It was a short answer, but the Carlos he knew would never lie about the emperor.
'For now, it seems certain that the emperor is lying down.'
At this moment, countless thoughts passed through the Grand Duke's mind.
'The emperor collapses and the first prince takes over state affairs... … . And in the black market, I said it's a good thing, right?'
But it was too suspicious to blindly believe. The Archduke never trusted the facts he did not see one hundred percent.
Thus, the silent confrontation between Carlos, Julius, and the Archduke continued for a while. But in an unexpected place, the situation broke at once.
I'm sorry.
“… … !?”
The bedroom door suddenly opened. The ones who came out were the royal doctor and Bishop Aurel, who were looking at the details of the emperor.
"How's Obama?"
“… … .”
Julius hurriedly asked. However, the two of them bowed their heads in sorrow. The doctor knelt on the floor and hit his head.
“His Majesty the Emperor passed away just now.”
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