The Place Where I Was Sold as a Slave Was the Imperial Palace

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author’s words

Forgive me for being late.

＜One reincarnated person is enough＞

* * *

Life sometimes rolls around in unexpected directions.

It’s not like this, I was just trying to get some money, but things got ridiculously big.

oh my god! To be brought to such a distant empire… This is why people shouldn’t do bad things.

I regretted it, but it was already too late.

*

The first time I met him was a few months ago. It seems like it’s been close to three months.

The child was with a man of shabby appearance.

Clothes and shoes are worn out. A stench emanated from the bodies of the two, covered in dust.

The smell was particularly strong on children.

The child had his eyes closed with a piece of cloth, and the stench was coming from it.

He said that he used to let wanderers sleep at his house sometimes for money, and he came to visit after hearing about it.

I was a bit hesitant at first.

Judging by their tone and behavior, both of them seemed to have had quite a status in the past. No matter how you look at it, he’s not a commoner.

There are quite a few people who fled to other countries after Dicoquaria was defeated in the war with the Kingdom of Cania.

Such people can live to some extent on the jewelry and money they have at first, but the money quickly runs out.

Some of the reasons for money disappearing include being stolen by thieves or being scammed before you can spend it.

Either way, the result is the same.

Many of the people who fled from Dicoquaria became anti-thieves if armed, and those without power died on the streets early.

This man and child looked like nobles on the run from Dicoquaria, and if so, the man was most likely a rebel.

Still, it was because of the money that I accepted.

Contrary to his shabby appearance, the man presented two silver coins. He said he would like to stay a little longer.

One silver coin could stay at an inn for ten days or more. Twenty days was good enough at his house.

He quickly accepted and gave us a room.

Meals were served twice a day, stew and bread, but paid for separately. The cost is equal to the price of the room. The cost of food per day is the cost of accommodation per day.

The man offered another silver coin.

I received an additional 80 liri on condition that I serve extra meat and vegetables for a week. Since 100 li was a single silver coin, he paid a considerable price.

The man stayed at home for ten days and took care of the child.

At home, the child was undressing, and there was a long cut in his eye. The bloody pus pooled in his eyes and flowed down. The smell came from there.

I heard that the wound did not heal properly and that it became inflamed and then got better.

I was very grateful when I came up with a medicine that works well for wound treatment in the greed of getting a little more money. However, since the injured area was the eye, the medicine was of no use.

The child’s fever went up and down, and his condition gradually deteriorated.

There was medicine that was good for the wound, but I overheard that I couldn’t take it because I couldn’t get it these days.

Maybe it was because of the money.

The man offered two more silver coins and entrusted the child to him. I decided to give him three more silver coins when he returned.

He promised to return within a month, but the man never returned.

He may have abandoned the child and ran away, but probably not. He took care of the child too frugally for that.

He must have been killed by someone while stealing to get money.

The child’s eye wound was getting worse and he was gradually unable to get up.

The period equal to the amount of money received from the man was fulfilled, and in the end, the child became a burden rather than a guest. What used to be two meals a day became one meal, and then once every two days.

But I don’t think I’m bad.

A healthy child would try to make money by ordering him to do chores, but he can’t even do that because he’s lying down.

Still, we can’t continue to feed them for free. It’s not like digging up dirt to make a living. I couldn’t keep carrying the burden.

In this world, the person who has a story that drains tears is rotten. If you sympathize and take care of people’s circumstances, you can’t do lodging.

People who abandon their children, people who offer their wives in exchange for accommodation, people who turn into robbers…

been through countless times

The reason I have been eating and living until now is because I threw out all those people.

When I thought that all that was left was to throw the dying child into the mountain, I suddenly remembered what I had heard before.

It was said that a large sum of money would be given to those who found and reported the child of the Duke of Watoringu.

A child who will die anyway

For a while, I thought there was nothing wrong with using it.

In addition, there was some damage because the man did not return. I wondered if it would be a legitimate right if I thought of preserving it.

It was easy to change into a duke’s child.

Simply draw two sentences and dye your hair. The child originally had dark brown hair, so it wouldn’t be too noticeable.

A crest above the navel was easier than dyeing.

He once studied under a sentence officer.

Although he was caught drawing tattoos to pirates to earn pocket money and was kicked out by his teacher, he still remembered most of the sentences.

Thinking about it now, it was unfair that I was kicked out.

I didn’t draw a crest, but simply engraved a different pattern on the pirate, but I was kicked out for the fact that I was involved in tattooing.

Pirates and tattoos are all treated vulgarly, but the teacher seems to have hated tattoos more.

everything is in the past

He dyed the dying child’s hair and carved a pattern into the belly. While doing that, the child did not move. Sometimes it was just moaning.

Waiting for the swelling of the tattoo to subside, I reported the incident to the imperial soldier at the border.

His house was close to the border.

Even the nearest town had to walk for more than an hour.

The man and the child seem to have been careful from the beginning not to be seen by others, and no one knew what the child really was.

Except for deceiving the appearance of the child, everything was told the truth. When you mix a lie with the truth, it looks real. There was nothing unusual anywhere.

When I received a large amount of money, I was going to jump to another place immediately. It was a story that was possible as long as they really gave the prize money offered by the empire.

It must have been so…

where did something go wrong

Now he is brought to the Empire.

The soldiers were kind until they arrived in the empire.

Many times, people called doctors came to examine the child and take care of it with utmost sincerity. Doctors have changed several times, but thanks to that, the child’s condition has improved dramatically.

I was so nervous that my heart was pounding out of my mouth. What if the child tells you his real name, what if the child remembers everything about where he came from… The rice didn’t go down my throat because of my worries.

Fortunately, the child remembered almost nothing.

It was a common enough pseudonym that anyone could tell that the child had given it his name.

She might remember a little something from her childhood, but she didn’t know if the man she was with had kept her mouth shut or if she had really forgotten all about it.

Trouble arose upon arrival at the capital of the Empire.

Until now, they had moved with the child, but they were separated as other soldiers took over the two.

The child was transported to an ornate carriage, and he rode into an unremarkable plain carriage.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t seem like you’re going to a fancy place in the imperial palace.

I asked when I would receive the money, but he was silent and didn’t give me any answer.

*

And now, he is dragged with his head covered in a thick fabric pocket, and is standing in front of a long flight of stairs leading down to the basement.

A cool breeze came from below.

My legs are shaking and I can’t walk. The torso swayed back and forth as if it was broken.

The soldier, who had been silent and silent until now, grabbed his arm and dragged him down.

“I guess the one who dared to deceive our emperor wants to live.”

oh, everything is messed up

Tears flowed down like rain.

When the hell did these people find out? from scratch? Or from the middle?

But if that’s the case, why the hell have you kept your mouth shut up until now?

After going down to the basement, I walked down a long hallway.

A terrible scream was heard from somewhere. It seems that someone is being tortured.

Will he be like that in the future?

Involuntarily, he stopped walking. When the soldier tried to drag him along, he was so scared that urine came out.

wahahahahaha! the soldier laughs

The soldier laughed and dragged him through the hallway. My body is dragged to the floor without moving my legs.

Even though he screamed and cried for help, the sound echoed in the hallway and returned to his own ears, but no one was able to reach it.

* * *

For some reason, everything starts at the training ground.

The wagon carrying Rudy did not head for any building in the imperial palace, but headed for the training ground.

As before, Boris brought the clothes.

Unlike the one I wore a while ago, this one was on the modest side. There are few jewels. There were only one or two parts that could be points.

In any case, I heard that slaves are decorated rather expensively because they are a way to show the emperor’s authority.

All the more so because there has never been a child’s golden slave. It seems to have a rare value.

Again, Levin dressed me and put on some makeup.

However, I would like you to stop doing things like 100 minutes. It must contain a lot of heavy metals… Well, since there is a detoxification, I think it will be okay, but it was very uncomfortable.

After dressing up, I got into the carriage with Levin.

Although Levin is not called, he accompanies Rudy to the building to attend to him. I heard that the attendants are waiting in the waiting room.

Boris had told him to learn the behavior of an attendant while Levin was by his side.

Levin said that since he had learned the movements of the attendant well in his own way, he could just follow them.

Even before I heard that, I was imitating it, but I still don’t think I’m good at it.

What you do with your body over and over again simply by looking at it with your eyes and memorizing it is not enough for your body. You have to spend some time learning it by doing.

Raising livestock, taking care of babies, learning martial arts, learning magic… It was a bit cumbersome and difficult for Rudy, who was busy making a living.

It’s not because it’s difficult.

I just don’t understand.

Exactly where to place your fingers when holding a spoon, how far away from the edge of the table to place a glass of wine in front of guests, where exactly to place it relative to the person’s jawline, the angle of the fingers holding the cup when holding it I don’t know how much should be, or why it’s important.

I don’t see why you should care about something so useless.

But now, I think I’m doing a good job of imitating the eolchu.

Today, it is a different place from where banquets and demonstrations were held before. It is said to be one of the largest reception rooms.

Several attendants were gathered in a room adjoining the reception room.

There was no Buradov.

Instead, an attendant who seemed to be about the same age was giving instructions about serving the emperor today.

From the outside, it seems that there are only one or two attendants next to the emperor, but behind them several people are working behind the scenes.

The servants who contacted the emperor and coordinated the work when urgent matters came in, the servants who checked the temperature and shape of the food, and the servants who managed and checked when contacted by administrators or other officials were all different.

“Rudy, you shouldn’t say anything. Only answer His Majesty’s questions.”

“yes.”

“There is no need to be nervous. Your Majesty is kind to the servants.”

If that violent-looking man is gentle, the ghost must die while weeping.

When I see Nadia Bhimama, I don’t see a piece of tenderness, but the emperor that the attendant thinks is another shape.

Rudy thought he didn’t show his expression on the outside, but the attendant seemed to notice right away. said with a smile.

“You too will know when you serve His Majesty. Our servants are closer to Her Majesty than the Empress or the concubines. From the time His Majesty opens his eyes to the time he falls asleep, we will be by his side all the time. You get to know them when you spend most of the day together like that. Contrary to rumors, the truth is that he has a lot of soft sides.”

The attendant straightened Rudy’s hair and smiled.

“You will find out soon enough.”

“yes.”

I actually think so too,” he replied with a smile on his face, and the attendant smiled with half-moon eyes.

“Rudy, your smile may go through the common people, but it will quickly be discovered by those who are good at acting. Smile a little more heartily.”

“…”

“There is a saying that the eyes are the windows to the soul. When you act, you have to truly believe in it. Would you like to laugh again?”

I thought that Boris was strict, but this attendant is not easy either.

Rudy smiled again.

“yes.”

“It’s a little better. But I still lack faith in my eyes. once again.”

“···yes.”

“Shall we try one more time?”

This attendant is a ghost.

In the days of Earth’s army, it reminded me of an assistant who rolled soldiers until he got the result he wanted. No way, that child wasn’t reincarnated here.

＜ One reincarnated person is enough ＞ End