Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 38

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Chapter 38

Then one day, due to the Emperor’s sudden death, he suddenly had to inherit the throne. When he entrusted the Duchy to Kermanomon and left for the Imperial Palace, he was truly worried.

However, contrary to his concerns, Kermanomon took care of the Duchy with responsibility and affection. Before long, he was praised as an excellent duke, and a few years later, he even gradually regained his original self after meeting the Bermin Couple and Garulus.

‘Indeed, leaving the Duchy was the right choice…’

He too had spent a great deal of time and effort to restore his relationship with his distant younger sibling. Perhaps that’s why. Persiana still found it fascinating and heartwarming to see Kermanomon, who still seemed like a young sibling to him, happily taking care of his friend’s child.

Would it have felt like this if their youngest sibling, who had departed early with their parents, were in this place?

“What’s with that disgusting look in your eyes?”

Kermanomon grimaced at his profound gaze. He stared at Kermanomon and asked what he had been curious about for a while.

“By the way, what’s your relationship with that woman?”

“What?”

At Persiana’s sudden question, Kermanomon, who was drinking tea, was startled and coughed. After a long while, he finally calmed down and asked back with a furrowed brow.

“That woman?”

“The sheep beastkin who came with you. She was quite a beauty. I was wondering what your relationship with her is.”

“What relationship with me. She’s Garulus’s nanny. If you must categorize it, it’s an employer and employee relationship.”

However, despite Kermanomon’s cold answer, he raised the corners of his mouth with interest.

“You brought a nanny along just to meet me? Well, I know there have been about a dozen nannies so far, but isn’t this the first time one has met me face to face?”

“I guess there wasn’t time. I just wanted to let her see the Imperial Court. She really likes going here and there…”

Kermanomon, who unconsciously trailed off, pondered for a moment. Mellis, who had said she was from a poor commoner background, was amazed and admired wherever she went. It was the same when they went on a light outing to downtown last time.

Even at ordinary restaurants and common dessert shops, she sparkled her eyes and uttered all sorts of exclamations. The steak melts and disappears like snow the moment you put it in your mouth, it’s like the wine god blessed your mouth, this is the first time in my life I’ve eaten such delicious cake, this should be called a ruby, not a cherry…

It was the first time in his life he’d seen someone make such a fuss while eating. Even today, didn’t she open her mouth as if her jaw would drop the moment she arrived at the Imperial Court and look around everywhere with a dazed expression?

“Kuk…”

He let out a small laugh as he recalled Mellis’s appearance. To borrow her words, the Emperor and Empress were people a commoner like her would never meet. So he had brought her along to show her around while he was at it.

Well, to be honest, he did use the excuse that he had to take care of Garulus because it was obvious she would be horrified and treat him like a classist again.

“Huh? Did you just laugh while thinking about that woman?”

“I laughed because it was funny. Because it was funny.”

However, Persiana still pressed him with an intrigued look in his eyes.

“Anyway, you did laugh while thinking about that woman. Give it a try.”

“Give what a try.”

Kermanomon shook his head with a hardened expression. Persiana, who was a terrible romantic, always urged him to get married. Something about a new life he’d never known before beginning. Of course, it wasn’t simply for that reason, but also out of concern for the succession of the Ducal House, but the meaning was the same anyway.

Moreover, the ministers full of greed who wanted to attach themselves to the Ducal House somehow sent portraits of their daughters every day, trying to win his favor. Some ministers who couldn’t give up their obsession with purebred royalty even introduced purebred beastkin who were old enough to be his mother.

“…”

Kermanomon, who had been pressured about marriage from all sides, had reached the point where he got goosebumps just hearing the first syllable of “marriage.” Whether he knew his younger sibling’s feelings or not, Persiana still smiled brightly and said.

“I understand your fearful heart, but wouldn’t it be regrettable to live without experiencing proper love even once?”

Regret, at Persiana’s words, he who was quietly lifting his teacup fell into contemplation.

“Have you never regretted it, brother?”

“What?”

“About Imperial Consort.”

At that moment, Persiana’s lips, which had been curved in a smile all along, instantly faded. However, he soon smiled faintly and firmly shook his head.

“I’ve never regretted it. Not for a single moment.”

“I thought so.”

Kermanomon let out a small snort, saying he hadn’t expected anything different. Persiana, who had been watching him, propped his chin loosely on his hand and spoke.

“It’s nice hearing you call me brother after so long.”

“…When did I.”

“Haha, you’re embarrassed.”

At his playful tone, Kermanomon clicked his tongue with an embarrassed expression, and Persiana burst into laughter as if finding it amusing.

‘Really, even after becoming Emperor, nothing’s changed about him.’

It had been the same in childhood. Persiana and Reiana would tease him by mimicking the lisping sounds he made as a tiger cub, and when he first transformed into human form and stumbled around unable to adapt to walking, they would hold their stomachs laughing and imitate that too.

Once, claiming they would help him become a brave tiger, they pushed him into some strange abandoned house. It probably wasn’t with bad intentions, but young Kermanomon, trapped alone in that eerie space, was overwhelmed with tremendous fear.

It turned out that house was where a nobleman had been murdered not long before. When Kermanomon learned this fact, he burst into tears all day, and eventually the two were severely scolded by their parents.

When would they ever mature. Kermanomon shook his head, then as if suddenly remembering something, asked in a rather serious voice.

“Come to think of it, there are rumors that those guys are moving again.”

“Ah, you mean Revolity.”

Persiana, who had already wiped the smile from his lips, murmured in a cold voice. He rested his elbows on both knees and placed his chin on his clasped hands, falling into deep thought.

‘Revolity’ was a noble-hating group that had been active about a hundred years ago. Calling themselves pioneers, they indiscriminately murdered, kidnapped, and imprisoned nobles, plunging many people into terror.

Of course, throughout the continent’s long history, there had been more than a few violent groups dissatisfied with the class system, but Revolity had one peculiarity. All members consisted only of mixed-bloods.

As if flaunting this fact, they would draw half of the symbol representing the beastmen’s god ‘Revolsia’ and half of the symbol representing the humans’ god ‘Kerenbelity’ on their victims’ corpses before disappearing.

“But those guys were all purged a hundred years ago. Is it really Revolity?”

“I also think it’s too early to make hasty assertions, but traces of those guys have been found at all three murder scenes that have occurred so far. The way the victims were killed is also identical.”

Wrinkles formed on Persiana’s smooth brow.

The story of Revolity’s revival began about three months ago in Kendal Kingdom. A viscount residing in a border town had been brutally murdered.

Initially investigating it as a simple murder case, everything changed after a security officer discovered a message written in blood on the wall.

“Our hands are not below your feet. Before long, your heads shall exist beneath our feet.”

At Persiana’s muttering, Kermanomon clicked his tongue briefly.

“Nothing’s changed from a hundred years ago.”

“Right. And Revolity’s symbol was also carved on the victim’s body. The King of Kendal is already convinced it’s Revolity’s doing.”

“Since the investigation back then was conducted solely by the Imperial Palace, it would certainly be difficult to know such details unless you were directly involved.”

A hundred years ago, the Empire had treated Revolity cases with utmost gravity. Crime scenes were immediately sealed off, and great care was taken to prevent related information from leaking out. The reason was that with the atmosphere across the continent becoming restless, copycat crimes could flourish.

However, no matter how much they tried to hide the incidents, they couldn’t completely stop the rumors from spreading.

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