The Tyrant Won’t Let Me Go

Chapter 52.2
The Tyrant Won’t Let Me Go Chapter 5w

Translated by Niks

Thinking about the future of the Empire and its people despite his hectic schedule, I thought he would invade Ackeleta like a ruthless tyrant.

‘I need to reflect on myself…’

As expected, people shouldn’t have prejudice.

[That’s right. Even if the Emperor is playing around, he’s normal as usual.]

Caliberne spoke in a voice full of laughter.

‘Well, that’s right.’

[And if it’s not related to you, he’s calm. It seems like he’s always troubled when it comes to you.]

Caliberne’s words made me sigh again for some reason.

[Hey, isn’t it time to stop sighing? Now you should accept it and give it up.]

No, I can’t give up my lifelong desire to get through the war without getting involved with the original.

I thought of it again and said to Cedric, “Then you’re going to buy a part of the coast of the Ackeleta and the right to the route?”

“Yes, and there will be capital support from the shipbuilding side.”

Cedric clasped his hands and spoke in a calm, subdued voice.

“Come to think of it, Ackeleta hasn’t yet advanced to build a ship that can be used for long-distance navigation, do they?” Ciel asked.

Cedric nodded to my question.

Since the southern part of Ackeleta was connected to the coast, it has a better environment to succeed in trading through the sea than Deamant, an inland country.

Nevertheless, there was not enough capital or technology, so they could not make a long voyage, and the south coast was mainly used as a simple fishing space.

“We have capital, but not many people are used to ships. I’m going to invest in Ackeleta and bring talent into Deamant.”

“That’s fine. You haven’t talked to the ministers yet, have you?”

“Yes, not yet. I’ll tell them when I’m more done with the details.”

Cedric added with a grin, “Well, for a bloodthirsty tyrant, isn’t that delicate?”

“Oh, really. I’m sorry. How long do you want to tease me?”

“I’m not making fun of you. I was really hurt.”

‘How can someone who’s hurt laugh like that?’ Ciel thought watching Cedric smile broadly. 

If it’s Cedric from childhood, he’d look very cute, but now I don’t think the current Cedric would bleed even if I poke him with a needle.

“If you do not treat the wounds and heal, you will continue to remember painful memories.”

“Honestly, it doesn’t hurt that much…”

“The pain of being misunderstood by the person you trust most as a tyrant?”

Cedric said, making a sad expression, tearing his chest apart.

His trembling lips and melancholy eyes stimulated sympathy.

It was like seeing a tragic male protagonist who wanted to protect his heart and unrequited love while being falsely accused and imprisoned in an underground prison.

‘It’s like he has won the grand prize for acting.’

The word that a face could win shouldn’t really be ignored.

I feel sorry for Cedric as if I’m watching a sad male protagonist from a tragic story even though I know he’s playing tricks.

Sighing, I crossed my hands and looked Cedric in the eye. 

“What are you going to ask for this time?”

There must have been a reason for Cedric’s sad acting.

It was a fact that I learned through many years of experience.

Sure enough, his lips, which had been trembling slightly until just now, had an insidious smile.

“Extension of 15 minutes of contact time to heal my wounded heart.”

Cedric replied in an expectant voice.

I laughed and answered him, “There’s no way that’s going to happen. Never.”

<Cedric's POV>

“You failed in the end.”

Paul said, moving a bunch of processed documents.

Cedric, who was signing the documents, grinned and swept his hair.

“I know. I thought it would work this time.”

“There will be another chance.”

“As expected, right?”

Cedric, who signed in fluent handwriting, grinned.

‘It’s a shame that I could not increase contact time, but it was still a big income.’

He loved his tea time with Ciel.

Because she only looked at me during tea time when it was just the two of us.

The reason why he likes swordplay classes and time to have contact with Ciel was in a similar context.

‘It would be nice if she keeps looking only at me.’

It was so precious, I want to make it so that it’s only me that she sees.

I want to keep her hidden in my arms and cherish her.

Hiding her deep so that no one else could lay a finger on her.

“Your Majesty.”

Cedric, who was lost in thought, came to his senses at Paul’s voice, and turned his head.

“This is a letter that arrived from Ackeleta.”

“Oh, thank you.” Cedric said, who picked up the letter from Paul on a silver platter.

He ripped the seal and read the letters steadily.

And when his red pupils read the end of the letter, he involuntarily spit out a sigh.

“What is this…?”

“Your Majesty?”

The name written at the end of the letter was the name that the most precious person told him constantly enough to leave a scab on his ear.

“You’re going to offer Princess Persephine instead of the tribute?”

Cedric’s bewildered voice reverberated through the office.