In This Life, I Will Be The Lord - Chapter 244

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This Life, I Will Become the Clan Head Episode 244

Imperial Palace Bedroom.

Wheeze- Wheeze-

The quiet bedroom was filled only with labored breathing and the thick smell of medicine.

“Why, why isn’t it getting better?”

Yobanes glared at the court physician with a grimace.

His pale lips and gaunt fingers, which had become skeletal over the past few weeks, trembled.

“I, I don’t know either. The medicine is being used correctly…”

“You’re trying to kill me… Cough!”

Yobanes, who had been raising his voice, finally began coughing violently.

Every breath in and out was painful, and whenever his emotions became even slightly agitated, he would cough like this, making each day a torment.

“Your, Your Majesty, quickly, the medicine…”

The court physician, who had been cowering and reading the mood, quickly grabbed a medicine bottle and rushed over when Yobanes began coughing.

“Ugh… You bastard.”

Yobanes, who had barely swallowed a few sips of medicine while spilling most of it, suddenly grabbed the court physician by the collar.

“Sp, spare me, Your Majesty!”

The court physician squeezed his eyes shut and trembled.

“Make the medicine work right now… If you don’t want to die… Cough!”

Yobanes’s eyes were bloodshot as he began coughing again.

Only after drinking another bottle of medicine that the court physician pressed into his hands did his breathing begin to ease again.

“Huu…”

Watching the court physician’s retreating figure as he fled the bedroom, Yobanes gasped for breath.

Silence fell over the bedroom again.

“Damn bastards…”

Yobanes was isolated.

It didn’t mean he was imprisoned by someone.

Simply, no one came to visit Yobanes.

Yobanes was being forgotten.

“Ungrateful fool.”

Yobanes, who had been glaring murderously at the empty bedroom, roughly pulled the cord beside his bed.

“Did you call for me, Your Majesty?”

After Otuwa suddenly disappeared one day, a young maid who had taken her place bowed her head and asked.

“Bring the Second Prince.”

At Yobanes’s command, the maid briefly gauged the time.

Now that it was well into the afternoon, the Second Prince would obviously be busy with his duties.

“…Yes, Your Majesty.”

However, the maid bowed her head respectfully once more and left the bedroom.

A moment later.

“Did you call for me, Your Majesty?”

When Peres entered and greeted him, Yobanes smiled bitterly.

“Very busy, aren’t you?”

Peres didn’t answer.

He had already heard through the maid that Yobanes was in a foul mood.

Among those who served Yobanes, there was no one who wasn’t Peres’s person.

“Just because people bow their heads to you, do you think that power is yours?”

Yobanes sneered.

“With one word from me, you’re nothing, nothing at all.”

The power is still in my hands.

That’s what Yobanes wanted to say.

“…I know that.”

Peres answered quietly.

At that response, Yobanes twisted one corner of his mouth up crookedly and said,

“Bring me tea.”

“…I’ll call the maid immediately.”

“No, you bring it yourself.”

If Peres and Yobanes were normally close, it would have been an instruction without much burden.

Regardless of social status, making tea for someone you care about was an expression of affection and respect.

But Yobanes was now trying to humiliate him by making him serve tea instead of a maid.

“Why? Can’t you do it?”

Yobanes asked Peres, who remained silent.

Peres, who had an unreadable expression for a moment, answered.

“…No. Please wait a moment.”

Peres opened the door, got hot water from the maid, and began brewing tea directly beside Yobanes’s bed.

Yobanes stared intently at every move, ready to scold if Peres made even one mistake, but ultimately found nothing to criticize.

Only after the pale green tea made a trickling sound as it filled the teacup did Yobanes withdraw his gaze and drink the tea.

A refreshing floral fragrance stimulated his nose.

“That tea you drank before the council meeting began.”

“That’s right.”

Yobanes was inwardly amazed.

Drinking the tea seemed to make breathing a little easier.

Toward Peres, who stood quietly with his hands behind his back without drinking tea, Yobanes said,

“The Second Prince will visit twice daily to serve me this tea.”

It was an unreasonable demand.

Peres was handling all of the Emperor’s duties in his place.

To tell such a prince to visit twice a day to make tea.

However, Yobanes was shameless.

If Peres refused, he planned to use that as an excuse to delay the Crown Prince appointment.

“I will do so.”

However, Peres nodded with a calm tone.

“I’ll come tomorrow morning. Please rest comfortably.”

When Peres greeted him and left the bedroom, Yobanes was alone again.

But unlike before, Yobanes was smiling.

And he pulled the cord once more to call the maid and said,

“Tell Killian, the Chairman, to come early tomorrow morning.”

I won’t be forgotten like this.

Yobanes thought with a sneer.

* * *

“This is Lombardi Square, isn’t it?”

The place Father and I arrived at after walking from the manor was Lombardi Square, specifically in front of the fountain.

Though the fountain was completely dry due to winter, it was a symbol of the square, so people were bustling around it.

“Want to sit here for a moment?”

Father sat on the edge of the fountain and patted the spot next to him.

I sat in the spot Father indicated.

“Do you see that tree over there? In spring, that tree blooms with abundant flowers. And when the wind blows, the petals blow all the way here to this spot.”

Father said with a smile covering his entire face.

“And this is where I first met Shan.”

“Mother?”

I asked back, a little surprised.

“Yes, I was sitting in this spot drawing that tree full of blossoms. And that’s when I met Shan.”

Father smiled with his eyes gently creased, as if returning to that time.

Then he pointed to a path beside the tree and said.

“Was it that path? Yes, she walked toward me from that path, looking straight at me. Then she stood in front of me and said, ‘Do you like drawing?'”

“You remember all of that?”

“Of course, those were the first words your mother ever said to me. And actually…”

Father smiled a little shyly and scratched his cheek.

“I had fallen for her from the moment I first saw her.”

“Ooh, love at first sight!”

This was a story I had never heard in either my previous life or this one.

“I thought someday I should tell you this story, Tia. How do you like it, Tia?”

“I love it! I was a little curious too.”

Father rarely talked about Mother.

I had only heard that she passed away not long after giving birth to me.

But I couldn’t thoughtlessly ask Father all sorts of questions about it.

“Well then, shall we go have dinner?”

Father took the lead and said.

I quickly got up and walked with Father.

And the place we arrived at was a small, humble restaurant.

It was the kind of place that clearly had history and gave off the atmosphere of an established eatery.

The smell of food wafting out was so wonderful that my stomach growled without me realizing it.

Father, who familiarly opened the old wooden door and entered, took a seat by the window.

“Two stews, please.”

When he ordered from a middle-aged woman who was busily carrying food, stew filled with plenty of meat came out in large, round bowls.

As I was swallowing my saliva while looking at the steaming stew, the middle-aged woman who brought a basket of bread to go with the stew asked Father.

“Oh? You look familiar, sir?”

“Haha. I was a regular here long ago.”

When Father answered with a comfortable smile, the middle-aged woman clapped her hands loudly in delight.

“Oh my, that’s right! I thought you looked familiar! You always came with a petite lady, didn’t you?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Let me see. This must be your daughter?”

The middle-aged woman said while looking at me.

Honestly, I was a little nervous.

This was a restaurant a bit away from the Lombardi Estate.

I wondered if she might recognize my face.

“She looks exactly like her mother!”

But the middle-aged woman showed no such signs and was simply delighted.

“I can’t treat a regular who’s visiting after so long poorly. Wait just a moment!”

After saying that, the middle-aged woman busily went to the kitchen and returned with what looked like freshly baked apple pie in her hands.

“It’s on me! Eat it for dessert after your stew!”

After leaving those generous words, the middle-aged woman hurried off to work again.

“Hectic, isn’t it?”

Father asked me while looking around the bustling, noisy restaurant.

Not really.

In my previous life, I had also lived barely getting by and mainly ate at restaurants like this where commoners gathered.

“Grandfather always says something. That the citizens of Lombardy shouldn’t know the faces of the Lombardi family.”

“You mean they should live so comfortably that they don’t even care who’s ruling them?”

“That’s right. And the citizens of Lombardy really are like that.”

Father said this while recommending I try the stew.

“Wow, it’s delicious!”

Even though it was still a bit early for dinner, seeing so many people bustling about made me expect it to be good.

The warm stew was even more delicious than I had thought.

“It was Shan’s favorite food.”

Father said this happily as he began eating.

Father and I, who had cleanly finished even the free apple pie, left the restaurant and walked a bit more.

“…Huh?”

But the more we walked, the stranger it seemed.

“Where are we going now, Dad?”

“We’ll arrive if we walk just a little more.”

Instead of answering, Father said this while leading the way.

And eventually, the place where we stopped walking was an alley in a residential area where commoners lived.

“Here it is, Tia.”

Father pointed to a small house on the corner.

A house with a red roof and a pretty low brick fence.

A small garden where spring would grow green and lush when the weather warmed up.

“This is the house where Shan and I lived together before we moved into the manor.”

“Ah…”

I couldn’t say anything for a moment.

I turned my head after watching Father look around the house with longing.

Down the street, I could see a bakery that was finishing up for the day and cleaning up shop.

‘Aunt Peri.’

It was the bakery I had visited with Loril to eat sandwiches when I had just turned eleven.

And right in front of it, I could see the building where I had rented a room in my previous life.

“This place.”

I looked once more at the house where Father and Mother had lived.

It was a familiar house.

I had passed by here every day.

In my previous life, I had lived without knowing that the house filled with Mother and Father’s memories was so close.

Then, Father pointed to Aunt Peri’s bakery and said.

“The bread from that house is very delicious. Shan loved it very much too. Let’s come together early in the morning next time. There’s a secret menu that only regulars know about!”

I couldn’t say anything.

Father gently patted my shoulder as I stood there quietly and smiled.

“Well then, shall we go inside?”

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