I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

What first came to mind at the news that Alexander was holding a press conference was a hopeful idea that he might announce a divorce.

But I soon stopped thinking about it.

'No, it's still customary. It is the imperial court's law to announce the marriage or divorce of the imperial family at a grand banquet, not at a press conference. And no matter how angry Alexander is, I don't think he'll announce his divorce without telling me.….'

When hope disappeared, I was exhausted.

'Then what is Alexander trying to present?'

Knowing that, I will be able to properly respond to his actions..... there was no information, no method at this time.

'Ah, I don't know. Let's go and think about it.'

Thinking so, I prepared and went to the place where the press conference was scheduled.

The place where the press conference was held was the lobby of the main palace, where more than a hundred people were crowded, at an estimate.

And of course, there was a familiar face.

"Your Majesty! Please say something before the interview!"

"Your Majesty! How are you feeling?"

"Your Majesty! Do you have a divorce in mind?"

Ignoring the pouring of questions from reporters, Alexander was whispering to his secretary.

Alexander grinned as he was having a conversation with the secretary. Then, with his usual calm smile, he sat down.

"Hey, be quiet, be quiet. The interview has not yet begun, and this is in front of the most noble man in the empire."

The secretary commanded strictly, but it was only for a moment that the reporters became quiet, and soon began to buzz again.

"Your Majesty, is it true that you put pressure on the five major daily newspapers not to report the fact?"

"What are your plans after the divorce? There are rumors that you will appoint the Queen as Empress, is it true?"

"Hey, be quiet! And who is the reporter who asked this question? Be careful!"

Despite the baptism of questions that would have shaken the mind of a normal person, Alexander showed no reaction.

'Whao, he's a tough guy.'

I clicked my tongue at the sight of him.

'Looking at the reporters' questions, somehow it seems that the divorce between me and Alexander has become a fact.'

For me, it was a great pŀėȧsurė, but somehow I didn't feel comfortable.

This is because I read an ominous signal from Alexander's relaxed face.

'It is true that I went to the streets of La Mancha, and it is true that I spent money there…. What is Alexander going to do with public opinion? Unless he sends all reporters to jail and oppresses the press.'

Of course, no matter how powerful Alexander was, the possibility of that happening in reality was close to zero.

The greater the power, the more careful it should be used. There are cases of revolutions everywhere, without any justification, breaking the established laws and harassing the people.

Even in history, there is a reason why many kings and nobles agonized for justification every time they fought a war.

'Because Alexander's political brains work disgustingly. I can't be ignorant of this fact that I know.'

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly realized that the time had come. I gave the signal to the officer with my eyes and walked towards the lobby.

"Your highness, Empress!"

When the controversial protagonist appeared, the reporters all turned to Ina as if they had been waiting.

"Your Majesty the Empress! Just say one word..."

"Your Majesty! I've been waiting...… Huh?"

"No, it can't be....."

Soon the reporters calmed down with the sound of inhaling.

Of course that was my intention.

For example, now Alexander is also wearing a neat black uniform.

"However, there's no way that I'll keep that discipline, right?'

I twisted the corners of my mouth.

I didn't want to be rude to reporters. I just wanted to finish the meeting as quickly as possible, to aggravate my opinion, and to divorce Alexander.

To do that, I wore a colorful coat, wearing a red dress that didn't fit the TPO as much as possible, which was very low and deep in the ċhėst and back.

Of course, I didn't forget to put on a bunch of gorgeous jewels.

'Isn't this enough to make me look like a pretty crazy woman?'

As I expected, reporters were speechless with their mouths open.

And...

"Dude, sketch quickly. Quickly!"

"Yes!"

'Oh, I can tell. The sound of my public opinion getting worse!'

I thoroughly enjoyed the atmosphere behind the fan.

'Besides, nobody's talking to me. I was seen as someone who couldn't speak. Perfect!'

I walked in the most chic pose as possible, went to the prepared seat, and sat down.Coincidentally, it was a seat next to Alexander.

"Hwa, Empress... How could you wear such clothes in such a place... Ugh... Oh, my blood pressure!"

When Alexanders' secretary grabbed his back neck and tried to collapse, the courtiers rushed in and dragged him away. He probably went to get help from a court.

However, Alexander didn't really care about him, as it always happens.

He just glanced over here and made a slight impression.

He said in a voice only I could hear.

"I hope you won't wear such a dresses from now on, won't you listen to me?"

"Oh, of course? Why would I listen to Your Majesty?"

Alexander muttered with a sigh.

"Maybe I should come up with a law banning dresses that are too deep."

I thought it was supposed to be a joke and passed it on.

"More than that. What the hell are you trying to present?"

"You and I have opposite purposes, so I can't tell you that. Once you know the content, you'll have to devise a way to deal with it right away."

'This is why I don't like male protagonists who are quick witted.'

It was when I was about to shoot back a word.

Daishin, who had seen his face in the newspaper, announced the start of the press conference.

Alexander opened his mouth in a low, slow voice.

"Everyone knows that the empress gathered here out of anger at the fact that she went to La Mancha Street. Every nobleman in the capital seems to think that the empress committed misconduct and defamed the imperial family."

"........"

"However, I'm announcement today is the opposite."

What does this mean? It was just when I freaked out and tried to refute what he said.

Alexander quickly spoke first.

"There is no denying that the Empress went to the streets of La Mancha. It is an obvious fact."

"Then what do you mean by the opposite?"

To the fearless reporter's question, Alexander answered in a languid but firm voice.

"The empress... went to La Mancha Street, but did not go to her own will. She went to La Mancha Street at my request."

"What?"

"Unbelievable!"

The sound of reporters taking notes to Alexanders' shocking remarks filled the lobby.

I couldn't stand it.

"You're lying! I went to the streets of La Mancha for very personal reasons. Only to buy personal items!"

But Alexander was faster.

"To everyone's attention."

With his words, the lobby darkened.

And a bright light shone on the blank wall in front of the reporters. It was a video created with a phantom magic tool.

Reporters were all astonished. It was natural. I too have never seen anything like this since I came here.

Alexander got up from his seat and walked toward the white wall where the video was flashing.

"I will announce it at this point. The only gray market in the capital, the streets of La Mancha, belong to me, Alexander Grandia Kshayarsha le Castilla. What you are seeing now is the evidence supporting that fact."

"No, that's unbelievable!"

"Gray market belongs to His Majesty"?

"It's finally reveal!"

I opened my mouth wide.

'Didn't you say it was a secret? Is it okay to reveal it so proudly?!'

"The truth is this. I needed someone to do a specific investigation on the streets of La Mancha, and the Empress was the only one who could do that. So the Empress went and did the necessary research for me."

"What kind of investigation was it?"

"It's classified. Let's just say it was a very important, necessary investigation for the country."

"Since when did La Mancha Street belong to your Majesty?"

"It has been three months since I ascended the throne. Here is the data to prove that fact."

"Is it okay to announce this publicly? Due to the nature of the gray market, there are many people who are uncomfortable with what belongs to the imperial family, and a new gray market may be formed by moving elsewhere."

"That's why I've been hiding it so far. But this time, it can't be helped."

Alexander has a friendly smile... He looked at me.

"Because the honor of my precious empress is at stake. What in this world is more important than the honor of the Empress, the mother of the Empire?"

"Oh my gosh!"

"It's reveal, breaking news!"

The knights began to dictate like crazy.

And I was... to the point of holding on to my own neck.

"It's a blatant lie! I've never been asked to do so by my His Majesty, and I didn't go to perform a national mission. Until I went there, I didn't even know that La Mancha Street belonged to His Majesty....!"

It was when I tried to defend.

"My Empress is especially shy today."

That soft voice came unexpectedly from a nearby place.

At that moment, I realized a large, warm hand wrapped around my waist.

"Of course, I originally knew that you were very shy..... Wasn't it always like that? It happened that night, too."

These words were whispers enough to make me audible. So I realized that his breath was tickling my ear more clearly.

I thought I knew what night he was talking about. That's...

'I'm sure. He's talking about the night we kissed!'

Maybe he noticed from the last conversation. The fact that I'm embarrassed when I mention something about we've kissed.

And his prediction was right. It was very short, but I was speechless.

His arm, too, was just hugging, but the touching part felt strange.

"You, why are you suddenly talking about something irrelevant....."

It was only for a moment that I was speechless, but Alexander never missed a chance.

"Okay, do you have any more questions? I'll give you guys a chance to clear all your doubts."

He took my chance to speak and turned it to reporters!

Of course, reporters were enthusiastic when he said he would give them a chance to ask questions.

In the irrational enthusiasm of excited reporters, I realized that there was no one left to listen to my defense here.

Yes. I was completely engulfed by Alexander.

In any case, he was a man who was terribly skilled at plotting.

'Really this person!'

'What's the reason you don't want to divorce me even after I done all that!'

And that was the moment.

The question that was like a bomb from a reporter fell.

"Her Majesty, I have a question."

"What?"

"Is it also the Emperor's order that Her Majesty purchased a large amount of ȧduŀt goods?"