I can see emperor stats-episode 2
Return and the 1st Prince
“Your Highness the Prince.”
“Your Highness the Prince!”
I came to my senses.
He was apparently decapitated on the guillotine.
It was just before that I felt a vivid sensation of a blade digging into my throat.
'Did I come to a place called the afterlife?'
“His Highness Julius!”
'hmm?'
It had been several years since he had been called by his name as the emperor.
'Where do you think you've heard this trembling voice?'
“You don’t even treat this old man as a human anymore!”
“Sir Mareus!”
Executed Emperor. No, Julius looked at the owner of the voice in surprise.
“Did you come here because you died? But to still be an old man with a small child, even in the afterlife, it’s really no big deal!”
Julius was mad with joy.
Sir Mareus, an old man who seemed strict even at first glance, had been a teacher who had practically taught him since he was a prince.
Contrary to Julius's mind, however, the old man's face was severely frowned.
“Are you making fun of your convictions this time?”
“Oh, you’re still hot-tempered, right? It's like going back to childhood.”
I was so happy that I said it as a joke, but the reaction was not very good.
The moment Julius tried to apologize, grumbling inside that he was a really picky old man.
“If you continue like this, I have no choice but to tell the Emperor!”
“What is His Majesty?”
Julius had no choice but to ask stupidly again.
Isn't the emperor himself?
Come to think of it, he obviously called himself a prince, not an emperor.
Sir Mareus' face goes beyond anger and is distorted with anger as if an active volcano had exploded.
“Your conviction has been clearly stated! Today’s class ends here!”
He jumped out of his seat, strode out with untidy steps, opened the door, and left.
'Prince? class? Confidence?'
Confused, Julius looked around the room.
'Very familiar.'
As he looked around the room, Julius' gaze landed on the mirror.
'this is?'
What was reflected in the mirror was not the self in his mid-thirties before he was executed, but a boy who looked to be around fifteen.
“Are there any crabs!”
Julius hurriedly called an attendant.
What if your thoughts are right?
“Did you call?”
An attendant rushes in.
“What is the date now?”
The attendant was confused for a moment, but answered.
"no way."
No matter how many times you ask, the answer is the same.
Having bitten the attendant, Julius slumped into his chair.
Today is about twenty years since the day he was executed.
He returned to the days of the fifteen-year-old prince.
'How could this happen... … .'
Julius grabs his head.
Was it all a dream that he ascended the throne?
No, it can't be!
It is impossible to have such a vivid dream.
This is an unmistakable reality.
'then?'
Hope slowly begins to fill the face of Julius, who has been troubled with doubts for a while.
In this life, you can undo all the things you regretted.
He knows in advance most of the events of the next twenty years.
Of course, he knows which servants are loyal subjects and which figures stand out.
'Leonhard.'
He calls out the name of his half-brother who drove him out.
'It won't be easy this time.'
No, you must survive.
'First of all, I have to raise my rating.'
This is where he made the biggest mistake in his previous life.
'I was too immature.'
1st prince. In other words, he was able to inherit this huge empire without doing anything under the blessed environment of the imperial lineage and the strong protection built by the emperor.
He thought that no one could stop him from becoming emperor.
'But it was a big mistake.'
All of his blessed circumstances, which he believed in, were only illusions.
No, I was indoctrinated to believe that.
Local powers turned their backs one after another, and trusted henchmen left.
Being inexperienced, he had no way to stop the departing forces.
He came to his senses belatedly and tried to gather talented people and strengthen the imperial authority, but in vain.
Within four years of his ascension to the throne, the empire split in half.
And a fierce civil war that lasted for ten years began.
The country is devastated, and the national power has fallen to the bottom due to the long war.
The result is as he knows.
'In the end, I failed and was executed by my brother's hand.'
At first, I resented my brother like crazy.
But now that I think about it, it makes sense.
Even though all the clues were already given around him, he couldn't see the truth because he was intoxicated by the splendid future in front of him.
But this time it will be different.
Sitting in the chair, Julius' head was busy conceiving plans for the future.
However, an unidentified voice rings in his head as he ponders.
[Acquisition of the player's authority has been completed.]
[You can open Stadus.]
“Status?”
Meanwhile.
“Your Majesty, Sir Mareus, the Minister of the Administrative Office, is coming in!”
Unbeknownst to an old man, Mareus' brave steps stopped in front of the Great War.
Sitting on the throne is an emperor with flowing gray hair.
He already looks quite old, but his eyes are overflowing with life.
The body covered in muscularity also gave a glimpse of strength that was not suitable for his age.
[Darefall II.]
He was a rare Myeonggun who brought the empire to its peak.
He defeated and conquered the foreign tribes in the north, which had been the scourge of the empire for generations, and strengthened the imperial authority internally and worked hard to stabilize public order and livelihood.
His strict reign was no exception to those who helped him rise to the throne.
Anyone who committed a corruption or crime, even if it was an aide, was immediately punished, and the standard of reward and punishment was very fair.
That's why the nickname attached is Iron Blooded Emperor!
As the nickname suggests, the figure of the emperor sitting on the throne overflows with dignity.
Sir Mareus went under the throne and prostrated himself.
“Meet Your Majesty the Emperor.”
And then it doesn't rise as if it were dead.
after a while
“Wake up, Mareus.”
“… … .”
However, Mareus does not rise from a prone position despite his old age.
The emperor relaxed his solemn expression, smiled and stroked his beard.
“Is that him again?”
As soon as Mareus heard that, he fell on his face and began to tremble.
“I think Lu Xun did his best to assist the First Prince.”
The emperor stopped stroking his beard.
“Arise, Mareus. This is Hwangmyeong.”
When I emphasized the word Hwangmyeong, Mareus flinched and quickly stood up.
“I will specially call and scold you. Isn't it time to stop protesting?"
The emperor sighed deeply and looked at the old servant.
'I raised him so well that he was my first son.'
Julius was the only child of the deceased first empress.
As a result, no matter how iron-blooded the emperor was, he had no choice but to save terribly.
Adding to that the most powerful political stance of being the first prince, it was only a matter of seconds for the habit to deteriorate.
Before he knew it, Julius' behavior became difficult to handle, to the point that even this Mareus, the greatest celebrity in the empire, shook his head.
“I can guess that Yuri just because you came now, how is Leon’s education?”
“I am not currently in charge of the second prince, but he is still excellent.”
With a bitter expression on his face, Mareus started reporting.
“You seem to have made outstanding achievements in all subjects, including royal studies, public administration, and military law. In addition, Archduke Wilhelm, who was in charge of guardianship, said that he had a far superior talent in swordsmanship than a son of a fairly prestigious samurai family, and he praised him dryly.”
What parent hates hearing the praise of their children?
Unlike the time of Julius, the corner of the emperor's mouth suddenly turned into a pleased expression.
But even for a moment, the emperor's face turned slightly worried again.
“It is a difficult problem. The second is better than the first, and there are many supporters.”
The second prince, Leonhard, was the son of the empress, whom he took in after the death of the first empress.
Of course, it was a political marriage, and Archduke Wilhelm, the current empress's maternal relative, was an ambitious person.
He was also the head of the Daegong faction, a group of aristocrats who were in conflict with the imperial faction, a force of up-and-coming nobles centered on the emperor.
Of course, the justification of enmity cannot be ignored.
However, if this continues, will Julius be able to ascend the throne normally after he dies?
“What do you think? When the children become adults, one of them must be installed as the crown prince. But as it stands, I don't know who to put up.”
It might be wiser to appoint a talented second prince who has solid support from the aristocrats rather than creating noise over the throne.
However, upon hearing that, Mareus jumped up.
“Does that mean that Julius-sama will be removed from the position of prince?”
It is an obvious answer to pass on the heir to the second son when there is no problem with the lineage in the country.
Mareus straightened his hunched back.
“Your Majesty, please take the word now!”
Standing proudly in front of the emperor, Mareus speaks passionately.
“There is a deficit, but putting the second child on the throne has always been a seed of strife throughout the ages. Moreover, if we raise the second prince in the present state, we cannot avoid the interference of nobles.”
The current emperor shed countless blood to weaken the power of the existing vested interests, the Grand Duke, and replaced them with young and capable nobles trusted by the emperor.
The old man Mareus, who has been at the forefront of the emperor's reforms since the early days, is now eloquent.
Mareus served as the head of the administrative agency, a force opposed to the aristocratic assembly representing the interests of the nobles, for 30 years, and has been active as the emperor's hand.
On top of that, she is the emperor's most trusted aide, with her arrogant personality and the courage to speak directly to the emperor if something goes wrong.
As if the spirit of his youth had returned, Mareus expressed his political views like flowing water, and finally started talking about Julius.
“The first prince, of course, is currently lagging behind the second prince. but!"
Since the birth of the princes, he has supervised their every move as their teacher.
Perhaps he knows the princes better than the emperor, who is too busy to see his children's faces.
“What an emperor needs is not simply superior learning or military force.”
Before I knew it, Mareus' expression returned to calmness.
Julius, whom he has watched since he was an infant, is somewhat out of step now, perhaps because he is in a rebellious period, but he is fundamentally a gentle and tolerant personality.
In fact, although he committed misconduct such as skipping education as a prince or going out to play secretly, there was no news of him harassing maids or servants in the palace.
The internal affairs of the Empire are now more stable than ever.
The old politician who had managed the empire with the emperor for 20 years decided that Julius would be more suitable for the next emperor now, in a period of stability rather than turmoil.
The emperor continued to nod his head the entire time Mareus spoke, then answered.
“Listening to you, it feels like my eyes are clearing up too.”
“Hwang Gong.”
“But maybe it would be nice? First of all, I won’t listen to you like that.”
The emperor sighed heavily and spoke to him in a calm tone.
“Anyway, I have no one else to ask but you. This is a request not just as an emperor, but as a father, help my son.”
“You mean a favor? I'm embarrassed! your majesty."
Mareus did not even dare to raise his head to ask a servant from the position of emperor who is the supreme emperor.
After taking care of Mareus and sending him back, the emperor smiled in repentance.
'Now that Yuri must die.'
Mareus is a good servant who can motivate much more by stimulating loyalty to the Emperor and the Empire than by simply giving orders and moving.
'I heard that eagles drop their young off a cliff when they become adults, but I've been too soft.'
The emperor buried his back in the throne and murmured in a low voice.
“My first son, please do not disappoint me and my servants.”
So far, since he is correct, he can control the nobles.
However, as time goes on, a difficult situation will unfold for Julius.
'In the worst case, there is a risk of becoming a puppet of nobles.'
The emperor continued to watch government affairs, feeling that he was getting old these days.
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