The Male Lead Is Trying To Tame Me With Money - Chapter 57

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57.

 

As soon as we escaped from the lair, an intense reaction immediately burst forth.

 

“…What, what did you say? Could a person also become the owner of a lair?”

 

In an instant, the King of Seolkuk looked at me as if he would devour me.

 

Of course, I hadn’t come out empty-handed without preparing any countermeasures.

 

Wesley, who had received authority from me and obtained the dragon’s reverse scale, blocked the King of Seolkuk’s path with a beaming smile.

 

“Of course, the sinister energy has all disappeared after touching the one I personally blessed, so this is truly a joyous occasion.”

 

He was personally carrying the reverse scale, which was even larger than his own broad back, like a precious treasure.

 

“S-Saint Your Holiness!”

 

As a flustered voice immediately followed, Wesley touched his chin as if he had revealed too much emotion and composed his expression.

 

Then he soon spoke to the King of Seolkuk and others with a benevolent smile befitting a saint.

 

“I declare in the name of Saint Wesley Morel that the rightful owner of the Flare Dragon Lair is Advisor Rozelita Salice.”

 

“W-wait a moment! Saint Your Holiness!”

 

Naturally, the Temple also called out to Wesley with faces as if they had been struck from behind.

 

“You’re going to hand over all the spoils from inside the lair to the Empire?”

 

At the Minister’s words, Wesley tilted his head adorably with a face that said ‘what are you talking about?’

 

“Minister, Wesley didn’t say I’d give it to the Empire, you know?”

 

Seeing that familiar third-person reference and cute way of speaking, along with the Minister’s face that looked severely damaged, this wasn’t a skill he’d used just once or twice.

 

“Wesley declared it belongs to Advisor Rozelita Salice, but what should I do if the Minister misinterprets it?”

 

Wesley deliberately even blinked his eyes while looking at the Minister.

 

“Kugh, n-no… Your Holiness, the hard work of the priests who suffered together…”

 

“Hard work? It seems like Wesley was the only one from the Temple who worked hard? You’re saying our Holy Knight Order was just baggage! How embarrassing, can the Temple damage the Saint’s reputation like this?!”

 

At Wesley’s words, the Minister’s face quickly turned bright red.

 

“Your Holiness! What will you do if Pope His Holiness finds out…!”

 

“Wow, Pope His Holiness will finally meet with Wesley? Even though I sang dragon hymns with choreography for 48 hours in front of His Holiness’s room during this expedition and he still wouldn’t come out, finally?”

 

At Wesley’s appearance of casually recounting his eccentric behavior, the Minister hung his head low and muttered as if defeated.

 

“Yes, yes… do as Your Holiness pleases… persuading His Holiness, making declarations…”

 

At the Minister’s appearance, Wesley glanced at me slightly and winked.

 

Really, my childhood friend seemed to have grown up very well.

 

No wonder he was hiding the Saint more seriously than in the original work…

 

It seemed Wesley Morel had grown into an opponent too overwhelming for the Temple to handle.

 

‘So that’s why he said if I just gave him the reverse scale, he’d take care of the Temple himself.’

 

Really, how fortunate that a kind, genuine dragon otaku is on my side…

 

As thanks, I should process some of the dragon’s fangs later and send them to him.

 

The Empress probably never thought there would be such a variable in the Temple, so this should be very good.

 

Of course, the Temple wasn’t the only problem in this situation.

 

“T-the Temple is the Temple and Seolkuk is Seolkuk. The Temple may have taken the reverse scale and Saint Your Holiness practically accomplished everything alone, but.”

 

The King of Seolkuk opened his mouth with irritation.

 

“Our Seolkuk is different! Our Seolkuk also dealt with the magical beasts together-”

 

But for this side, there was no need for me to deal with it myself.

 

“That’s right, you only dealt with magical beasts, King of Seolkuk.”

 

Our Empire’s Emperor His Majesty was scheduled to do the hard work instead of me and Casian.

 

*

 

Of course, I prepared some spoon-feeding for the hard work.

 

I couldn’t just rely on Emperor His Majesty and end up with ridiculous results.

 

“-Indeed, the reputation of the Winter Palace is not in vain.”

 

The Emperor, who had received materials through Casian, spoke with a hollow laugh.

 

“If I can’t produce proper results after being prepared to this extent, that would be unacceptable…”

 

He shook the documents, then looked alternately at me and Casian with a chilly tone.

 

“If they don’t recognize my fiancé’s rights, I’ll immediately close the lair and lock it away – those who came out so boldly, naturally?”

 

Despite the quite threatening gaze, Casian and I just looked at the Emperor with calm faces.

 

In the brief silence, the current of a battle of wills flowed tensely.

 

The Emperor finally placed the documents on the desk with a thud and let out a deep sigh.

 

“Fine, this once I’ll have to concede. You didn’t lose a single knight, and even secured ownership of the lair for an Imperial citizen.”

 

He looked at me and Casian as if engraving us with his piercingly blue eyes and ground his teeth slightly.

 

“How could I intimidate you! If anything, I’m the one being intimidated!”

 

It seems like you’re already doing quite well at that.

 

Being a timid person, I quietly grumbled my complaints only to myself.

 

Soon the Emperor stood up abruptly at a knight’s words that the promised time had come.

 

“As the Empire’s Emperor, this is my duty, so I must gladly endure it.”

 

Saying this, he had the knight carry the documents and headed to the meeting hall with the King of Seolkuk.

 

After the surroundings became quiet, Casian quietly spoke while holding my hand.

 

“He seems quite upset that he can’t fill his own back pocket.”

 

I agreed with a bright smile.

 

*

 

The meeting was safely concluded as we wanted.

 

After that, throughout the journey back to the capital, the Emperor subtly tried to curry favor with me, which was scary and unpleasant.

 

Though it was also amusing.

 

Casian, noticing my discomfort, dutifully blocked the Emperor himself and created a comfortable journey home for me.

 

The King of Seolkuk was irritated by the meeting results, but somehow got caught up in Wesley’s smooth pace and returned to Seolkuk in resignation while sharing exercise routines together.

 

‘Additionally, the magical beast elimination contest between the Empire and Seolkuk was as good as won by our Emperor His Majesty.’

 

Well, the King of Seolkuk was noisy about it being unfair due to differences in military strength, but that was my superior’s,

 

‘If you didn’t like that, you should have limited the number of troops to deploy from the start.’

 

nonchalant response that shut him up.

 

What, they were planning to use the Imperial army to easily obtain adamant themselves, so who’s calling whom underhanded?

 

Their scheme to reduce their own damage was clearly visible to everyone.

 

Anyway, thanks to this, our army could truly return in triumph.

 

As soon as we entered the capital, cheers from the Imperial citizens poured out.

 

“Long live Emperor His Majesty!”

 

“Long live the Empire! To defeat a dragon!”

 

“Prince Casian Your Highness is the best!”

 

At the long-awaited victory parade, the Emperor barely maintained his dignified expression without letting it crumble.

 

Casian was, well, Casian.

 

“As expected, the Winter Palace demon! To become the owner of a dragon lair!”

 

“Please stop the tax audits now!”

 

Though some strange cheers were mixed in, I drew the carriage curtains and ignored them.

 

Casian, who was also rarely tired and riding in the carriage with me, made a somewhat disappointed face at my action.

 

“Why are you increasingly trying to change the nickname that belongs to both me and Rose into something only yours?”

 

“Your Highness can have it all, please.”

 

You’re the original, after all.

 

Won’t you please follow the intentions of Empress Her Majesty who coined the name?

 

*

 

That night, a grand ball was held in the Imperial Capital to celebrate the victory.

 

For me, exhausted from the long expedition.

 

“Rather than this kind of thing, I wish they’d let me go home early?”

 

That was exactly how I felt, just as Casian had said.

 

As soon as we entered the hall, he secured a resting room separate from the nobles’ route and, after exchanging appropriate greetings, spirited me away.

 

Honestly speaking, I was so grateful.

 

The nobles who had been busy ignoring me whenever they saw me were now clinging to me so persistently due to the fact that I had become the owner of the Flare Dragon Lair.

 

Even the Empress was trembling at the corners of her mouth while trying to keep me around a little longer, which was truly frightening.

 

As soon as I entered the resting room, I immediately laid my weary body down on the sofa.

 

I really didn’t want to lift even a finger, but Casian, understanding my feelings, personally brought me a drink.

 

“Is that alcohol?”

 

“No, if you drink alcohol now, you’ll fall asleep immediately.”

 

What he brought me with those words was a light-colored iced americano.

 

“I had them bring it from the Winter Palace.”

 

Casian really was the best because he knew me so well.

 

As I sat up slightly and gulped down the americano, he lowered himself to remove my shoes.

 

“…I can take off my shoes by myself.”

 

“I know.”

 

Please don’t do such things, Your Highness, it makes me feel apologetic.

 

However, Casian looked so happy that I couldn’t bring myself to stop him.

 

He even placed a soft cushion under my feet and looked at me as if asking for praise.

 

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

 

So I obediently expressed my gratitude to him instead of saying something disagreeable.

 

Casian took the empty glass from my hand and placed it on the table, then sat beside me and gestured for me to lean against him.

 

There’s a sofa back and armrests, so why does this person always want me to lean on him?

 

But after spending well over a year and a half with him, it seemed to have become a habit for me too.

 

Judging by how I reflexively leaned against his body.

 

His firm chest and familiar warmth gently enveloped my body that had grown somewhat cold from the autumn wind.

 

“This is really a big problem.”

 

“What is?”

 

His incredibly tender question tickled my ear.

 

Thanks to Casian’s ironclad defense, I hadn’t drunk a single glass of alcohol in the hall, but whether it was relief from arriving at the capital or because he himself felt too comfortable to me…

 

Even though it wasn’t time to let my guard down, I felt my body naturally relaxing.

 

“Because Your Highness keeps taming me.”

 

Making this place feel familiar and comfortable, always being playful with words while never failing to be affectionate in actions.

 

So it makes me a little wistful, even though the life of simple contentment I so longed for would surely be sweeter and happier, the thought of having to leave his side someday.

 

At my words, Casian overlapped his hand with mine, carefully intertwining our fingers as he murmured with a sigh.

 

“Rose doesn’t know herself well enough.”

 

“…Pardon?”

 

“Who tamed whom, I wonder.”

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