I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

So I handed everything over to Aisha, but not everything was good. Because Aisha couldn't do the work terribly.

I don't know if she really can't do it or pretend she can't do it on purpose, but somehow she didn't do it terribly.

The gears of the imperial palace, which have always been interlocked with each other, started to deviate just three days after handing over the work to Aisha.

Areas to be repaired or managed are neglected, courtiers are lazy, unsuitable people are selected for sponsorship, and welfare projects are meaningless waste.....

When the situation turned out like this, many people, including the head of the palace and the maid, came to me and begged me.

"Your Majesty, please take over the work as before."

"The emperor is not here, so things in the Imperial Palace are not working properly."

"There is nothing in the house that works right now. Please show mercy and mercy as the mother of all imperialists."

Seeing them begging me in all sorts of ways and convicting me, I didn't feel sorry for them.

Because no one of them had previously recognized the importance of robelia.

robelia was the largest pillar that supported the roof of the Imperial Palace. It was natural for her to feel largely absent when she disappeared, working on her empress's work, which she did not have to do.

But no one appreciated Robelia. No one!

If the favor was repeated, they knew it was a right, and all of them were naturally accepting robelia's sacrifice and efforts.

'It is a law to know when the preciousness of what has always existed is gone.'

In fact, it was not easy to just play and eat like this.

I was also a person who lived fiercely all my life in Korea, so it was not comfortable at first to leave all the work to others.

'But I can't help it. If I get my work back now, everything will go back to normal. Aisha was only tactful, and Robelia was doing everything she could.'

Recalling that I had decided to become a wicked woman, I had a strong heart and drove them out.

"Who are you talking about? Didn't I say I wouldn't take the job?"

"Ha, but.....! Her Majesty!"

"Noisy! What the hell is the Queen and her maid of honor doing?"

The head of the palace, the maid, and the servant looked at each other with confused faces.

"tha, that's.....the women are doing their best to ȧssist the queen in her charge, but they say it's not enough."

However, no matter how much the ȧssistants fly and crawl, the person receiving them should usually be helpful.

I know because I met a terrible boss when I was a civil servant. No matter how hard I tried to present a great plan, it became a worthless agenda as soon as an incompetent superior touched it.

I felt sympathy for Aisha's maids for a while, but I didn't back down anyway.

"didn't i said it was noisy! It's none of my business, so back off!"

Eventually I kicked everyone out of my room and started to enjoy the idle life of an unemployed again.

When Robelia started a strike in all her work, public opinion about her in the palace was not very good.

"Her Majesty is very vicious. How can she let the Imperial Palace stay this way?"

"I know. Of course, your queen, who hasn't worked so far, was mean, but there's still a sense of compassion. How can you sit around and fool around when you see other people struggling?"

"I thought she was a very smart and sincere person, but I'm disappointed."

If you fail to do it a hundred times, you will be criticized even if you try to do it again. If you try to do it a hundred times, then you will be criticized even more for not having once. When Robelia, who had always worked silently without complaints, suddenly threw everything away, the courtiers directly affected by her complained, "It's tough," and "I don't have any compassion."

Of course, those who were directly affected by the Empress's strike were severely punished, but when they were not, the people who were directly affected by the attack would not have kept their mouths shut.

A day passed and two days went by and time went on.

It did not take a long time for the atmosphere of the Imperial Palace to change completely.

Since there was no system of reward and punishment, the court officials and other servants became indolent and rude.

Warehouses were emptied, necessary construction and work were not done properly, and treasury was wasted in useless and inefficient places.

As the state of the imperial palace became a mess, public opinion in the palace began to change.

"Her Majesty, indeed, should not be absent."

"Now I know how precious the Empress is!"

"Please, I hope the Empress's Majesty will return!"

This situation in the palace was compelled to get into Alexander' ears.

Those who had asked Robelia to do her job again visited the emperor this time and asked him to persuade her.

The authority over the administration of the court was not the emperor's, but the empress's own, and it was taken for granted that the emperor did not infringe it both legally and morally, but at this point, Alexander was forced to step forward.

Honestly, I was curious about how Robelia was doing.

"Robelia, it's me."

When Alexander knocked on the door, the door opened as if she had waited.

Behind him stood the charming robelia in a purple dress.

She raised her mouth with a confident face.

When he looked at her eyes, Alexander had a hunch. She knew why he came.

"What else is going on today?"

The sight made Alexander a little confused. He was planning to turn Robelia to his side, so he had better put her in debt as much debt as possible.

But this time, he was indebted to her on the contrary.

'But it can't be helped. The matter is such an important matter. It's not too late to think about it later. Now I have no choice but to show my sincerity.'

"Can I go in?"

Alexander's face was serious, and his speech was not as usual, but he was using an exclamation point. Robelia was very satisfied with it.

"Come on in."

The two moved to the living room attached to the bedroom. Robelia had the maid bring her tea out.

Alexander handed out a few words of good manners, and after a few sips of tea, he got to the point.

"This is what I ask. Why don't you go back to work inside the palace? I will take responsibility for training the queen and make her part of it. That would greatly reduce your burden of work, Empress."

It was to show that this meeting was not a mere private meeting, but a meeting as the emperor, the empress, and the two people carrying the empire.

"I've been so unhappy that I've made things worse. I won't ask you to forgive me for my stupidity. All I can say is that I will put it on my name and try not to let this happen again later."

"Of course, you know, I don't have the power to say anything to you about the affairs of the palace. So this is a request, not an order. A request to the Empress, his companion over the Empire as emperor."

It was an incredibly heartfelt apology that came out of his arrogant mouth.

Frankly speaking, it was an unexpected harvest for Robelia.

robelia swept the edge of the teacup with her finger.

In fact, it was not known that Alexander apologized to her or that Aisha was suffering. She's going to divorce anyway, but what does she care about?

But this was just a power battle between herself and Aisha. It was true that the people of the Imperial Palace who suffered from the battle and the people who would be directly or indirectly affected by the affairs of the palace had a feeling of regret.

It has been a while since the welfare business and cultural support were not working properly, but the victims were innocent.

"You just said you'd try not to let this happen again."

robelia's high and clear voice echoed.

"If so, please write a memorandum. A memorandum of understanding to educate the Queen intensively and to share her work fairly."

"That's good. If I can buy your trust with it, I'll write it down. But if it's a memorandum, there must be a condition when I fail to keep that agreement. Which one would you like?"

"It's a divorce."

Robelia said clearly. The tone of the speech was so refreshing and nothing, that Alexander frowned.

But now he's on her side. he couldn't put out some sort of complaint.

"Okay. I'll never violate that agreement anyway. I swear by my name."

Alexander wrote a memorandum on the spot with the paper and pen the maid brought him.

Robelia folded the memorandum in a black envelope according to the tradition of the Empire, sealed it with a wax seal engraved with the Empire's pattern, and put it in a box.

The memorandum will now be brought up again when Alexander breaks the agreement or when the two agree to break the memorandum.

"If you just divorce and get another better woman to become empress, isn't it a problem that will all be solved? I don't know why you're going through a complicated path."

Robelia's words cracked again in Alexander' forehead. But because he couldn't complain, he just shook his head.

Though shameless to the tyrant, Alexander firmly kept his promise with me.

First, he called in five teachers to teach Aisha about the interior of the palace. According to what I checked, the class alone amounts to almost 10 hours a day from breakfast to bed.

'It looks like a high school 3rd grade.'

I heard a little bit of human sympathy from Aisha, who came to another world and re-experienced Korea's enthusiasm for entrance exams, but it wasn't too bad if it was the price of the last half year!

Meanwhile, I decided to clean up Aisha's poo.

In the meantime, I asked Aisha to bring all the documents she had processed, and it was almost like she had to bring them in a few bags without a chin on a desk alone. Aisha wasn't a diligent type, and it seemed like she was a type that made a lot of tricks and left the things she didn't want to do, but this kind of thing made her realize the scale of the work inside the palace.

"Uhhhh, what's all this. Really."

Suddenly, I remembered writing my thesis at graduate school. It's almost my research and my thesis, and it was published in the name of my advisor.

For the study, I went to the lab day and night, no weekends, and almost gave up my human life. Anyhow regrettable.

'But this is normal compared to the five years of civil service and the years of attending graduate school. Come on.'

With that in mind, I started looking at the documents one by one.

Work is harder to fix the mess than to do it in the first place. Even though I did things day and night, it took me for 15 days.

It only took this much because Aisha was the type to get the hang of it, and if she was incompetent and diligent, it might have taken months.

I worked so hard that I wondered if I could call myself a villain.

Still, after working like that, the results were obvious.

Once a mess, the palace's infrastructure returned to normal, and charity work and cultural and artistic sponsorship also went to those who really needed to receive it.

While Aisha worked fluidly, many were right. Those who abused their power and ran it recklessly

As much as I suffered, the maids, who are the same as my secretaries, also struggled to help me.

However, when the interior of the palace was normalized, they asked me all kinds of rumors and public opinion to see if they felt rewarded.

"Your Majesty, in the palace, there is a lot of public opinion praising your compassion and skill!"

"I heard that too, Your Majesty. It is said that work is much easier and more productive than a while ago!"

"All the palace officials respect your Majesty. I am also admired by your grace!"

I became embarrassed. He should be, because I was responsible for putting Aisha off everything that went wrong inside the palace.

'I gave you, your own taste of medicine, but I'm sorry to hear this compliment though.'

Plus, crucially, I wasn't supposed to be the Empress forever.

I'm going to divorce soon anyway, and I'm leaving here. What do you mean when public opinion is good in the Imperial Palace?

So I said with a cold attitude, like a villain.

"It's really useless. Don't distract my intentions by bringing up such a vulgar rumor."

"Oh!....... Pardon me, Your Majesty."

"I'm sorry to distract you. We'll step back, Your Majesty."

The maids receded like an ebb tide. Then they chatted among themselves.

"As expected, Her Majesty is very ashamed."

"It's great that you aren't proud of your achievements."

"She's so competent, but it's human to be so ashamed."