(Hadar POV)
Today was the summer season of my planet.
My short black-haired was so wet, and my amber eyes were almost tired from severe work. I wanted to sleep, but the sea of documents would increase if I left it alone.
"Ouch," I yelped, rubbing my ass.
I couldn't take off my butt on my large single-seat chair for a couple of hours. My body trembled in anger because of stress. It's really bad for the growth period, though.
At this age, I should play around like the normal kids in the public playground, but right now, I was stuck with these documents. This was nuts!
'I am now the Baron of this planet. It is my obligation to do, so I must endure the pain,' I grimaced.
'Fuck the languages of this new world. What are these files of alphabets that I looked like the writing of a small-time scribble.'
"I have to endure this. No pain no gain, they said," I fumed.
'This is the wonderful gift from my beloved courier. I must never yield. I must lead. Yes, this is nothing but a challenge. She's testing me from the very start, so I must stay focus and calm down. She's watching me from a faraway place.'
I turned my gaze at the capsule, with the size of a one-meter long. Its shape resembled the huge form of a grilled hotdog.
'Is this really an elementary capsule for kids?' I asked, worryingly.
Francis advised me to buy an educational capsule, so I ordered one. I told them it was okay if the machine was cheaper than a refrigerator. We're not that rich, so they must conserve most of the funds for the development of this planet.
I sensed something odd when Francis and those female gossipers looked so surprised. Of course, everybody expected me as a rich boy, but screw them, I ruined their expectation because of what I said.
I feel satisfied since I destroyed something from their mind.
'This is how should a villain brat live.'
[Elementary Capsule 2021], an advanced device where the children from age of 10 to 20 years had the potential to absorb knowledge in an instant.
Thanks to the neuro link technology, children could be educated through this with or without the guidance of their parents or their guardian.
Only a few people were allowed to buy one, such as the nobles and bourgies.
'Fuck this shit, it's always about money,' I heaved a disappointing sigh.
The Imperial government created a law that curtails the capsules for commoners, serfs, and slaves. Not to mention, it was also limited to be used for certain important criteria, such as subjects related to territorial management and military studies.
With that kind of stupid law, I had no other choice but to use my knowledge from the earth and all of the administrative skills which I learned from my previous job shall be applied here.
"Thanks to my beloved courier's skills, I regained my memories, so this is going to be okay," I giggled.
I wanted to study now about literature and history, but since I had a job to do, I should finish this first.
"Damn it, what the fuck is this?" I asked, angrily. "I thought this is going to be easy but why the hell this planet is so annoying? This is outrageous!"
'What the hell did I just read? This planet's infrastructures had been abolished by the former owners and his congress. All of these projects are important than their lives. Are they idiots?' I slammed a hand on my armrest.
I was so happy from the start. That I, Hadar, had the power to rule this world alone.
I had never thought that this fucking planet was still undeveloped and the environment ain't safe to live in anymore, however.
My beloved courier was benevolent and kind, unlike those bastards. Therefore, I concluded that those fuckin' parents of mine used me as a scapegoat.
'Damn it, did I got scammed again? No, the courier must be planning something better than this. She's beautiful and kind existence unlike my ex-wife, so I shouldn't question it. Right, this is a test. It's just a trial for me.'
I looked at the current financial data of this territory.
"Hmm?" I blinked twice and read the number again.
I placed a hand on my eyes and sighed.
'Man, the courier is really testing me, huh. Damn, this trial is difficult than I ever imagined,' I said inside my mind.
If I calculated the level of difficulty of this planet's management, I placed it into a God-tier rank. Those fuckin' former lords didn't mention the huge debt, and they feign ignorance about the important projects that could help to cure this planet.
Damn it, global warming worsened due to mismanagement.
We're running out of money. Most of the projects had been abandoned or stolen by the corrupt politicians working under them.
Should I take a loan? But I got traumatized by those loan collectors.
Damn it, my legs trembled when I remembered the past. I clenched my fists while holding my breath.
I gulped some air and exhaled afterward.
I opened my computer and looked at the screen. I sighed when I saw the game-like structure of the menu.
'It's like a menu from Sterallis,' I simpered when I remember my childhood life as a gamer.
The clicked on the button related to the bank balance of this planet. The document showed full of red marks with more than a hundred zero digits, and I turned pale when I looked at the status of my economy.
'Damn, this planet is sucks. It has a large deficit. Because of the outstanding loans and external debt of the past, there's nothing I can do anymore but to declare bankruptcy. If I just knew about this, I wouldn't even sign for this!'
But, declaring bankruptcy was a bad idea. Why? That's because I needed to give up everything. Not to mention, it meant the end of my career as the supreme leader of this territory. I would lose the confidence of my people, my reputation as a member of the nobility, and there's a chance that I would be replaced by anyone better than me.
In short, it's the blackhole!
Not to mention, my people would revolt against my administration, and I didn't want to lose my power like that. I wanted to stay in this position as the dictator!
'I can't let that thing happen,' I slammed my armrest again.
"My gosh, I'm going to collapse if I continue to look at this one. This is really bad for my mental health. Give up? Naah, it is already too late. I am now the Baron of this planet, and this trial must be done by me, alone. Now, how should I be able to handle this mess, huh? Courier, please lend me your strength," I prayed, lips pursed.
I put down my pen and rolled my chair counterclockwise to look around thereafter.
I heaved a tired sigh, ignoring my room full of mess.
It's the only way for me to relieve my stress.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
"Who's that?" I ranted. "I'm working right now. You're disturbing me."
"Milord?" he hesitated, but he took the courage to speak. "Milord, forgive my intrusion. It is I, Francis. May I mind entering the room, milord?" I folded my arms and crossed my legs across my chest. " Ah, it is just you, old man. Yes, proceed," I permitted.
"O, old man? I guess, the lord is really working hard too much. By the way, thank you, milord," said the old butler before he opened the door. On his hands, he pushed the service cart full of food and drinks next to my table.
"Lord Hadar, it is time for your breakfast. How about you take a break for a while. It will be bad for your health if you push your body too much. Please, mind your food first before the monitor. Here's the grape juice you're looking forward to," Francis handed the plate of bread on my table.
"Thank you, Francis," I thanked. Then I picked up a triangular bread with stuffings and swallowed it. Next, I took a sip from my glass of grape juice before I placed it down on my table. This juice was personally made in our garden.
"Lord Hard, isn't it a good idea to move to the garden while eating it?" asked Francis, worryingly. "Naah, it's fine. It'll be better than this. I can eat and later work properly afterward," I answered frankly.
"But, you need to watch yourself. You have to take care of your body, You're only ten years old, milord," said Francis, wiping my mouth with his white cloth.
"I can take care of myself. I'm old enough to look after this tiny body. Don't underestimate me, Francis," I declared, smiling.
"Lord Hadar, but your health. Never mind, fine. Do whatever you please, milord," Francis gave in. "By the way, the Empire's envoy informed me that the slave maid has finally arrived in our capital city. She'll be arriving here any minute now."
"Oh, the maid, huh. My useless parents substitute caretaker, huh," I tilted my head on the side and I placed a hand on my chin.
I rubbed it then my lips upturned.
I jumped out of my chair and landed on the floor perfectly.
"I think we should start to meet up with that girl. Lead the way, Francis," I said, energetically.
Francis flinched when I told him that at first.
"Milord, are you sure?" he asked with a stumble tone. "Of course, I want to welcome her with open arms in front of my house. Tell everyone to form a line and prepare a welcome party too, okay," I declared, smiling.
"A, as you wish, milord," he placed a hand on his chest and lowered his head once.