I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

"Oh dear, my arm."

It wasn't easy to whip.

'In the movie, I thought we could just say 'Jjak! Jjak!'

"Why does my arm hurt so much when I've only swung a few times?"

"It's probably because you suddenly used your arm muscles and You're not very active."

The knight's factual violence broke my bones.

He seemed unwilling to make it obvious, but the knights looked completely tired.

'That's when the Empress goes directly to the Grey Market, buys suspicious goods, and now she's impulsively buying 3O slaves at once and flogging them at a merchant doing legal business....'

Of course, I did it all on purpose to ruin my image.

'Isn't it possible to get a divorce this time? I'm so excited.'

My crazy things will surely make headlines in the newspapers from tomorrow.

There will be hand-written posters criticizing me everywhere on the streets, and there will be a bill calling for the abolition of the state affairs meeting with a letter from the royal palace.

No matter what Alexander thinks, that way, no man with no idea of his innermost thoughts will be able to ignore public opinion.

The mere thought of it wriggled the corners of my mouth. My heart was filled with anticipation

"Finally i'm free!"

"that....."

A slender voice broke my mind.

I turned to the side where I heard the sound.

"Well, thank you very much, Her Majesty. I can't believe a nobleman like you helped me out....."

It was a slave boy I just bought.

"I'm so insignificant, and as you can see, I'm not happy with my body. But if it's for your Majesty, I'll offer even this useless body. Even if I'm giving my life, if it's to repay the grace..."

"No, it doesn't have to be that way."

I said it awkwardly. Actually, I just stepped in on the spur of the moment with anger.

"Is the place where you got hit a while ago okay? you'd better get your treatment right now."

"Gwae, it's all right. I really....".

"let me see."

I looked at the boy's wound.

The boy's face was red-hot to his neck, perhaps ashamed of the fact that I, the empress, even worried about his wounds as a slave.

"It's okay, if you don't properly heal the injured area, you can get tetanus. Sir Conrad, call the nearest doctor."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, like that.....I, for something like me..... He himself....."

The boy covered his red face with both hands.

'Oh, in order to maintain the concept, I shouldn't have been so sweet.'

But what can I do? I saw a kid like this hit with a whip right in front of me!

'Now to take a break from maintaining the concept.'

We decided to wait a moment for Sir Conrad to bring the doctor. I was just getting tired and tired too.

"What's your name?"

"This is Caleb, Your Majesty. There is no surname."

"Caleb?"

Is it due to the mood? Somehow I was familiar with the name.

'Where did I hear this name? Caleb, Caleb......'

I remember repeating that name several times in my mind... A lot of thoughts passed by.

'surely!'

I looked up and looked at the slave boy.

"You, look at me!"

I said so, holding both hands around his cheeks and pulling them.

"Ouch?! Your Majesty...."

Caleb's face, amazed by my sudden behavior, turned red once again.

The boy was a pretty boy even though he was squishy as if he hadn't washed for a long time and was wearing dirty clothes.

Slightly curly, soft-looking brown hair, long brown lashes. A good and innocent beauty with anticipation of the future.

'There is no mistake. The name Caleb for this appearance.'

I was shocked.

'This kid is obviously...!

That's right. The original sub-male character, Caleb!

Caleb is a character who appears from the middle of the original.

Although his parents were enslaved because they were prisoners of war, he became a seven-circle sorcerer by self-taught despite his physical limitations. He was going to make a great contribution with his outstanding magic talent in the future and shed his slavery status.

Unlike the innocent and good-looking impression, he is a black-hearted personality, and after he is removed from his status as a slave, he establishes an information guild using his outstanding magic skills and talent.

When he appeared in the original, he was already the guild leader of the famous information guild, but he also gave Aisha a favor and gave her various help.

'This is that Caleb?!'

I was so surprised that I opened my mouth.

'He's been a slave since he was a child, so he might have grown undernourished. But I think his personality is much more timid than the original...'

In the original story, he acted good and poor when he needed them. But it wasn't this much because it's a guide to information.

'Isn't it because he's young?'

Well, if you think about it, what does it matter if he's that Caleb or not? We won't be seeing each other any more after a year of independence.

"your, Your Majesty....."

Caleb didn't resist or ask to let go with his red face. His hand wriggled embarrassingly on his ŀȧp.

It was then that I realized that I had behaved quite rudely.

"Ah, sorry. I'll let you go..."

It was then.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out.

I was surprised and put Caleb's cheek and looked back.

The knights surrounding us were also surprised and saluted.

"Your Majesty!"

Caleb, too, opened his eyes wide.

"is.... Is that him?"

I got up slowly looking at Caleb, who was standing up.

"What brings you here?"

I asked him, pretending to be relaxed, but I thought I knew why Alexander had come this far.

'You must be angry that the Empress went to Ramancha Street.'

On that basis, his face seemed to be angry as ever.

He always smiled leisurely, but now he had a stiff face.

He shut his mouth tightly and strides toward me with his eyes wide open with a distinctive intense light.

I deliberately smiled at him, who seemed angry.

"Are you here to scold me for going to a place I shouldn't be?"

"Are you going to drag me away? I've done my business here, so it doesn't matter. Wouldn't you rather kick me out of the palace?'

I spoke in a tantalizing voice.

Alexander came before me and stood before me.

He looked down at me... and looked at Caleb, who was standing behind me.

"What is this ugly guy?"

"It's Caleb, Your Majesty. He's the slave I bought."

"........a slave?"

"yes."

I deliberately put emphasis on 'bought'.

Look, I even bought a slave! How crazy is this empress? by the meaning of.

Alexander stared at Caleb. Caleb lurked behind me with horror.

"Why did you try to kiss him?"

"ee, mouth?"

I was stunned.

"What nonsense is that? I just looked at Caleb's wounds!"

It's not a wound, it's a face, but I've got it covered. There was a scar on Caleb's face, too.

"...You looked at the wound?"

"Yes! No, it's just a misunderstanding. Caleb's a kid! Do I look shameless enough to kiss this little guy?"

I want to be blamed for being a villain, but no matter how hard I am, it was absolutely a specification that seemed shameless to a minor.

But Alexander had a strange scent.

He was always good at hiding his emotions so that he couldn't tell what he was thinking, but this time..... he seemed to be doing it.

'Why is that a reaction?'

At first I couldn't understand, but soon I got a sense of why he was doing it.

'But no matter how hard you apply, the Empress is a pedophile.'

As soon as I met Alexander, I couldn't notice that Caleb behind my back was a little sullen.

Alexander seemed to be thinking about something, then looked at me.

"I'm glad it doesn't seem like anything special."

nothing special? It would not be a big deal if I went out there and came back even bought slaves?

"You're not mad at me for going to Ramancha Street?"

"Why would I be mad at you for doing that."

"I thought you came for me because of that, didn't you?"

Alexander shook his head slowly.

"No, Robelia. I can't be angry because you're there. It's not anyone else, it's me."

It was a very suspicious remark.

"What do you mean by that?"

Alexander laughed at my suspicious reaction.

Suddenly he moved his face closer to me, and whispered in my ear.

"Well..... I am the owner of the Ramancha streets."

"yes?"

As I was startled, Alexander glanced at the surroundings for a moment.

"I get a bit of hearing. It's confidential, except for the secretary and a few others".

Only after the knights and Caleb stepped away, he opened his mouth.

"I became the owner of that place right after the crowning. I bought the whole street with my personal slush funds."

"What? But what's the point of a place like this?"

"The streets of Ramancha here are on the border between legal and illegal. The more such a place, the safer it is to keep it under surveillance."

At that, I got goosebumps in my arms.

Oh, my God, that's why you bought a whole street! I couldn't buy a house in my previous life, let alone a street!

I couldn't figure out if I should be surprised at the daunting amount of money first, or if I should be surprised at the scheme of putting the Gray Market in my hands at risk.

"Of course, only a few, including secretaries, know this."

"Why are you telling me that?"

"I think the question is wrong. I'm telling you 'because it's you.'"

Alexander folded the tail of his eyes slickly.

I realized it only then.

'Oops, you're getting these secrets while you're divorcing soon!'

There is no fool in the world who tells the most secret information to the person who is about to divorce. In other words, it was an expression of his will not to divorce, and of his confidence that he could never divorce.

Also, knowing his secrets meant that i was deeply involved with him. Whether I want it or not.

I stared at him, kicking my tongue inside.

'Because it's awfully planned anyway.'

"I wouldn't have listened if I knew it was this heavy."

"But you haven't heard it. I know you're the one who keeps other people's secrets."

"No? What if I go around talking about Your Majesty's secret in the neighborhood?"

But even though I said so, I wasn't confident. When I spread the rumors, I'm not sure if it will work unless there is a physical proof.

His attitude was relaxed as if he had read that inside my mind. Somehow, I felt like I had eaten a shot from Alexander, so I felt unhappy.

Sir Conrad returned with the doctor, and robelia and the doctor looked at Caleb's wounds.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Well, I'm really fine, Your Majesty."

"I'll give you medicine and medicinal herbs. In order to prevent the wound from becoming elongated, use this medicinal herb to compress the affected area every night...."

'I've never seen robelia's face like that.'

robelia was seriously concerned about the young slave.

sHe has never shown himself before.

I felt a sense of discomfort in my stomach. Alexander pressed down on his forehead and unfolded the deeply engraved wrinkles.

'Why do i feel so bad? I don't understand.'

Even though I thought so, I couldn't help but keep my gaze toward robelia and the slaves.