The Male Lead Is Trying To Tame Me With Money - Chapter 66

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66.

Within a week, no one had come with proper written documents, and the Emperor clicked his tongue at the sight.

‘To think the Empire lacks talent to this extent, this is serious, serious!’

It was clearly a shout meant for the nobles to hear.

Thanks to this, those who had been saying it wasn’t my ability, that it was undeserved, and so on, lost face and shut their mouths.

Once the most troublesome problem was resolved, the subsequent procedures were quickly handled thanks to my hard work.

And so, it was finally the morning of the title conferment ceremony.

Having suffered through overtime work yesterday as well, I had no excitement whatsoever about receiving the title, and was only disappointed that it was already morning when I closed and opened my eyes…

“…What is this?”

I knew my sleep time couldn’t be this short!

As soon as that futile thought occurred to me, a magic scroll was floating in front of my eyes.

What is this fishing-like ‘See More’? Do they think I would press it-

…Of course I would.

The text seemed to understand me far too well.

As soon as I pressed ‘See More’, I let out a hollow laugh watching the magic scroll unfurl with a rolling sound.

The unnecessary flowery language was just those two lines at the top, and below that only the real purpose was written, showing their determination to make me read the content somehow.

?? A reward, they say.

What kind of nonsense is this?

Though I was dumbfounded, unlike when I firmly refused the Flare Dragon, there was something different about this chilly feeling, so I read the rest.

Are they really doing this?

I took the sweet and spat out the bitter, and now this original bastard is holding my money hostage!

In short, if I don’t go through those 7 life-threatening crises, they’ll make me a fraud, right?

I can’t just sell the things from the lair and pretend I don’t know about it.

How can they try to make a person into such trash?

I was so dumbfounded that I narrowed my eyes and stared quietly at the scroll, and somehow I read something strange.

What particularly caught my eye was text written in the upper left corner in a color almost identical to the scroll’s background.

‘…Fate Designation Document (ReallyReallyFinalRevisionCompletelyFinal)?’

Why do I suddenly feel a strong sense of kinship with the trash who sent this magic scroll?

Seeing something similar to the file names I used to use made me feel even more disgusted, so I started searching through the magic scroll thoroughly.

‘Huh…?’

I could faintly see three dots inside an oval shape, and when I brought my hand to it with an uneasy feeling, this time even text appeared.

Thinking I might as well get hit quickly since I’d get hit anyway, I tapped the faint text and fell silent after checking the content.

I regretted the momentary sympathy I’d felt thinking they must have revised it over and over because they couldn’t get confirmation.

These unidentified bad guys are trying to make me work under threats without even paying wages?

*

The strange spam mail of the morning was spam mail, and reality was reality.

I roughly dismissed the magic scroll I couldn’t solve immediately—it included the useless convenient option of being bound so I could summon it anytime—and started preparing for work first.

Even though there was a title conferment ceremony this afternoon, it was also true that this special event wouldn’t make the immediate tasks in front of me disappear.

“I remember there wasn’t anything particularly upsetting for Rose in this morning’s papers.”

I entered the office while consoling myself quite well, but Casian started to smile then let it fade as he spoke.

“Who disturbed your peace of mind?”

For some reason, my superior’s voice carried a chilling edge.

I had come while managing my expression to be exactly the same as usual so no one would notice my state, but his ability to grasp my psychological condition was frighteningly accurate.

It would have been better if the people who sent spam mail this morning had been as perceptive.

At Casian’s keen observation, my neck and shoulders, which had been tense from the moment I woke up, relaxed smoothly.

When I looked at him with slight sorrow and embarrassment at being weakened for no reason, the sharpness that had settled in him softened a little.

“I’m always ready to listen to Rose’s stories.”

He quickly finished the documents he was holding and approached me.

“If that’s not needed, I’ll have your beloved Americano and delicious desserts prepared.”

“…Can’t I have both?”

At my honest words filled with desire, Casian burst into quiet laughter.

“Why not? It’s not even difficult.”

*

This morning, I naturally pressed the mysterious ‘…’ to check the content.

And what was below it was, absurdly, the pre-confirmation email ping-pong history of those who had sent me Quest-like things.

I had thought the strangely familiar file name felt like déjà vu, and the ping-pong content was chilling enough to give me goosebumps.

It was horrible content that almost made all my past life memories come flooding back.

Whether it was the person in charge’s mistake or resentment for stirring the pot so much, I don’t know, but thanks to it I could determine the authenticity of the trivial spam mail sent to me.

Whether their ping-pong history was true or not, it was correct that I had to solve all 7 trials.

After all this, I couldn’t become a fraud.

I’m not some worthless bunch like mages!

But it was also true that I got really annoyed while checking the ping-pong emails.

“So to summarize, they’re actually in a position where they should be asking Rose for a favor, but they threatened you?”

“That’s right.”

They’re the ones who need something, yet they dare try to touch my precious private property?

I never intended to keep the magic scroll secret from Casian in the first place, so I showed it to him while vaguely explaining only about the trials.

Casian’s face quickly crumpled after checking the scroll and my story together.

“Really, why is everyone so interested in Rose?”

He put his hand to his temple and quietly fell into thought, then soon asked me.

“So Rose, are you going to quickly comply with what they want?”

“As if!”

Regarding the trials, since this crazy-seeming original work was forcibly causing them, I was planning to solve them for my own safety even if they hadn’t mentioned it.

But what if there were things mixed in that I didn’t necessarily have to do?

I hadn’t checked their first email content and looked around everywhere for nothing.

They clearly said to save the ‘world’, but the targets of the trials I’d experienced so far were limited to people close to me like myself, Casian, and Wilma.

Even in the original content I knew, there weren’t any grandiose world-destruction level large-scale stories.

So I had a feeling there was something and searched for it.

In fact, the fate designation document they sent wasn’t ending with 7, but seemed to have more after that.

It’s not like it’s some multi-level pyramid scheme.

Naturally, I had no intention of quietly falling for their fishing attempts.

It seemed the people who sent the spam mail had caused some kind of accident, and because I came to own the Dragon Lair, they proved that I could even clean up their mess.

“So, Your Highness.”

“Yes.”

Looking at my face with combat power raised to the maximum, Casian sent me a smile mixed with anticipation as if telling me to speak quickly.

“I want to request the criminal mages under our command to trace this magic scroll.”

If they caused an accident, they shouldn’t make others take on unpaid volunteer work with unnecessary theatrics, but should take responsibility properly.

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