I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

Everyone in the conference room was stinging and shutting their mouths because it was a sound that anyone could hear the planting was twisted.

"There's a verse from an old poet."The light of Castilla is comparable to the legendary Icarux, and its richness cannot be paid for by Lake Nixos, which is full of gold." Even though the civilization of the continent is over, the empire will last forever."

"your, Your Majesty..."

"Do you think the empire's finances, comparable to its gold-filled Nixonian counterpart, will be shaken by just a few dresses? I, Alexander II, am an empire, and the authority of the furnace empire is my authority. Who dares to speak ill of my authority here?"

No one dared to open their mouths when Alexander threatened them. Everyone was sorry for their lives.

"And is it trivial enough to denigrate the empress' outstanding ability over the past three years as buying only a few dresses? How can no one be so good at judging the gravity of things when they've ȧssembled what we call the greatest talent in the empire?"

The ministers looked at each other's eyes with pale tired faces.

In fact, there was no one who did not know how much Robelia had done in the past three years. It was just deliberately underestimated to make it look good to Alexander, who favors Aisha.

There was nothing wrong with Alexander's words.

"It is I, Alexander, who chose her as Empress. Minister of Finance, are you doubting my choice now?"

Suddenly, the fire hurled itself on the finance minister. That was the person who had cut blood on his neck the most when everyone was criticizing Robelia blindly.

The finance minister bowed his head with a long face.

"No, no! How dare I doubt Your Majesty's judgment? Well, I just..."

"You don't know your place. This is because I put you in a position that is out of your place for too long. Now I'll give you the right place."

Alexander laughed up the corners of his mouth. He ordered with a voice that penetrated everyone's ears.

"Dismissal of the finance minister and order a three-month home detention sentence."

"your, Your Majesty, I'm, I'm sorry! I have sinned to death, please forgive me just this once!"

However, Alexander had an indifferent face that seemed to hear nothing of his entreaties.

"What are you doing? Instead of finance, or deliver Earl Clexton to his home. "The National Assembly is not a place where people without a position can enter."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The Earl of Clexton, who was a finance minister only five minutes ago but is now just a common aristocratic old man without a title, was dragged into the hands of the guards with a desperate scream.

The scream was fading away, but no one in the conference room dared to open their mouths.

No one could say anything out of their mouth, but everyone in the place had this idea.

'It's been a long time since he've done this. It's been about half a year.'

'But I'm glad it ended up being replaced and detained.'

'It's really fortunate that it's not me.'

Alexander's capriciousness was a widely known fact.

He sometimes displayed remarkable mercy and patience, but sometimes he would blow away some people's titles, ranks, and even necks just because he felt uncomfortable.

The situation he was uncomfortable with was also inconsistent, so everyone was forced to just look at him and tremble in fear.

Therefore, no one seemed suspicious. He sided with Robelia, which he has bȧrėly built for the past three years.

He thought it was one of his usual whims.

Alexander's disposition was enough to make him a tyrant, despite his enormous workload and excellent ability.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

"That the authority of the Empress, the mother of the empire, is the authority of the empire, and that is my authority."

Alexander's voice, usually without highs and lows, was somewhat soft as if singing now, and seemed to enjoy this situation very much.

"We can't let an empress like that wear only 0.02% of the defense budget. Isn't that right, instead of defense?"

"Yes, yes?!"

The defense minister was frightened and almost jumped out of his seat. It was natural to see the finance minister being dragged into such a miserable state.

"No, no, of course! If you're the Empress, you must wear much more precious clothing."

Alexander laughed low when the defense minister stuttered and spoke casually.

"Yes, you agree with me. If so, no one will have any disagreement about making better clothes for the empress, right?"

"That's right."

"There's no way."

"Secretary, give Robelia ten times as good and colorful as the dress she's wearing this time. You can call any designer or use any cloth or jewelry. Make sure she's wear the most precious clothes that will reveal Castile's wealth and glory by all means."

"I will do as you order, Your Majesty."

The secretary bowed his head deeply.

Since then, no one has been talking recklessly. There was a brief silence in the conference room.

It was Alexander who broke the silence.

"What are you doing?"

There was no emotion, no human compassion in the low bass voice that spoke so.

"Continue the meeting."

But someone who is quick-witted may have noticed. The slightest hint of ridicule at the end of the sentence.

"The Minister of Finance, no, you removed Count Clexton."

Robert spoke in a polite manner. Alexander snorted.

"It was faster than I expected. I gave him a position that was out of his place in the line of succession, but I wasn't satisfied and I was going to purge him from the time he clung to the aristocracy like a bat, but I was lucky to have a good excuse."

"If you punish them for being aristocratic, they'll definitely protest."

"It's been three and a half years since I ascended the throne, and I'm surprised there are still some people who are confused about where to line up. There is no end to human greed."

"Compared to the feat your Majesty will accomplish in the future, three and a half years are only the very beginning. But will you be okay with this?"

"What are you talking about?"

"If we have an image of incoherent and capricious punishment, it'll be hard to hear the reputation of being a saint. No matter what remarkable achievements you have made."

Robert, an old secretary, has served Alexander since he was a toddler. Robert was a man who truly cared about Alexander.

"You still don't understand, secretary. As you said, I have just taken the throne, and I am still in the process of strengthening the imperial power. And fear is the best means of solidifying authority."

"Fickle, strict punishment, no mercy purge, that is the power of Alexander. It's the only virtue my father taught me."

"In the first place, if you were interested in the word holy, you wouldn't have cut off your father's neck. Isn't that right?"

At Alexander's words, Robert gave no reply. The taste was bitter.

It has been three and a half years since he became the emperor by cutting the neck of his biological father and brother.

Later, with his outstanding ability, he conquered the northern savages and expanded the borders, and strengthened the power of the imperial knights more than ever in the history of the Empire.

Nevertheless, some of the older nobles tried to fight against the young emperor, Gwagi. Alexander was satisfied only after he had never avoided or let go and trampled on his opponent.

Perhaps that is why he himself ordered to make robelia's dress.

It was a warning. It means that you will never rebel against your own judgment again.

'Thanks to you, my work has increased, but I can't help it.'

Robert thought with a sigh. Like this or that, he was ready to devote his life to his lord.

'But what the Empress would think of this unexpected gift... I hope you don't take it statically.'

I didn't know much because it hasn't been long since I lived in the empire, but it took longer than I thought to make a dress.

So, while the new dress was being made, I had to regret a bit of throwing away or burning all my clothes.

"It really looks like I'm going to live in a gown for a while. If I knew this, I'd leave a few."

Well, it doesn't matter because there's no one to meet.

Fortunately, I was holding the concept of a villain, so I was able to urge designers to send people to make it faster if I had time.

So, I rarely went outside for a while and took a rest at the Imperial Palace.

It was fortunate that I had a 'homebody' temperament. If I were outgoing and liked to wander around, I would have died of boredom.

Soon after that, my new dresses finally started to arrive.

The look of the dress that the designer's ȧssistants brought and proudly unfolded was truly dazzling.

It was beautiful enough to look at the catalog and sample dress, so it was so beautiful that my eyes would spin, but it was hard to see the dress that was completed to fit my body shape because it was so brilliant!

'In addition, it's lighter and more comfortable than it looks because only the finest fabrics are used. It's good for a villain to wear such great clothes.'

If not, it would have been absolutely impossible to intercept a design that Aisha and other ladies were planning to take.

Seeing the results of shopping arriving one after another every day, I was amazed every day.

I didn't know that shopping was such a fun and exciting thing.

'But since I spent money like this, it's time for a reaction.'

I wasn't doing this just because I wanted clothes.

Of course, it's a lie if you didn't want to have good clothes, but the biggest reason was to get divorced with luxury.

'There's a big deal criticizing my luxuries, appeals go up, or condemning me at a state-political meeting to create destructive public opinion..... There's not much news about what happened.'

At least I thought Alexander would say something, but it was surprising that no news has been heard yet.

It was about then.. The unexpected gift came to me.