Yanzhing sat down on the bed, relieved and relieved of all the burden. He pulled on his robe and dried his head.
The feeling of emptiness and loneliness in the room suddenly gripped him, tensing his nerves.
It's very disturbing.
His particularly calm blood began to boil with this thought. The headache was mild.
Anyin has been missing since last night.
Angrily, she threw off her robe and began to put on her clothes.
How he wants!
He simply collected his hair and dried it by concentrating the heat energy on his hand.
He frowned at the small, frail figure reflected in the mirror.
It can't wait any longer. He must start working to regain his strength. But he had no time as the empire rushed towards destruction.
He must secure his position.
He would take it all step by step.
That's why he went out first.
He moved towards his office. He tidied up the neat documents and called out to the man who was already on the sidelines. "Yuyeil"
When the man cheered for her, she was startled and approached cautiously. "Return these documents and place them in the archive."
"And gather all the ministries in the hall immediately"
Yuyeil was surprised.
He swallowed, looking at the expression of the man in front of him, and he could tell that it was time to settle accounts.
He nodded and quickly left.
***
In the big room.
There are many people.
The expression of each is strange.
Some were condescending, some were curious, and others were disinterested and boring.
When Yanzhing opened the door, all those scrutinizing eyes were on him.
***
Anyin staggered forward. She had managed to sneak in easily without being noticed.
She opened the door of the room and collapsed onto the bed.
She took a deep breath from the bed, feeling the new shower smell, and felt all her tiredness.
He opened his eyes, and the trace of obsession and madness flashed for a moment and quickly faded.
***
Yanzing entered. With a solid and upright spine in the focus of all eyes. He came to the top seat and sat down.
At that moment, it's as if he was in his previous position. It automatically forgot where it was and started business mode entirely.
He learned. As he slowly opened his eyes, the bright and sharp light quickly surrounded him.
Everyone is already confused.
The Emperor had such a face?!
That languid sprint wearing make-up, while clean, looked slender and small. His skin is clean and white. He has a slightly seductive air, especially with hooked eyes.
But right now the person with that face kept their lips straight. This tightened his sharp jawline as much as possible.
They felt their bodies tingle and numb as he surveyed everyone in the room.
He sat down and divided the prepared documents into 10 main places. "I'm the one who called you here." His voice felt gentle, but it was an eerie gentleness.
"Let's start"
Yuyeil walked in and respectfully stood behind him.
"You should already be aware of the empress's death. If the burial was thrown into the mass grave without even organizing it"
The sound made everyone feel in the ice cellar. The man who even killed his mother and put him in a mass grave... what would he do to them!
After all, she's the empress!
"I object-"
Minister of Justice, Abrewhan. His eyes were narrow and sharp. It is the eyes of cunning people.
Abrewhan is the empress's number-one supporter.
"Oh, of course, you can," the emperor nodded awkwardly calmly.
Everyone thought, oh so this change is nothing more than a simple makeup removal.
But suddenly no one even noticed what had happened. Abrewhan's eyes widened and he began to press his hands, trembling. "What did you do- emperor!"
At that moment, for the first time, a smile seemed to overflow from the lips of the man that every eye was targeting.
"Oh," he said, pretending to remember. "There are lots of pests in the palace, you know. I sprayed some pesticides"
Suddenly everyone shuddered.
The seat they sit on, the table they touch, the water they drink, and maybe even the air...
"I have no talent for convincing people, you know," he shrugged. Her "But I'm so glad I'm glad" smile had an innocent expression, but it made everyone startled. He muttered, covering his suppressed smile with his hand. "The Empress's death was an accidental accident anyway. I saw a fly—" He squinted and continued. "I wanted to cut it, who knew I'd have a little accident?"
Abrewhan bit his teeth. His body needed breath and breath like a fish out of water.
What kind of medicine was this, what kind of substance was this?!
His body was stiffening…more… why did it only start on him?! This is timing! How? How!
None of them were wary of underestimating the emperor, and right now, each one was like bugs caught in a spider's web.
The spider had already caught its prey, and now it was time to wind the web.
***
Although the same drug left him like a breathless fish.
He is a stubborn old man.
"You threw him in a mass grave-!"
He still won't let go of this job easily.
Even though the "Aman" emperor covered his mouth with his hand to hide his smile, those eyes were in the middle.
"Is that so? I was just kidding but someone took it seriously" He squinted his eyes, showing some pleasure.
As if a cat found a mouse to play with. Toward slowly sinking his psyche.
After all, no one knows where the lifeless body of the empress is. He is indeed in a mass grave, but no one would recognize him even if they found him. It must have been rotten and unrecognizable.
Well.
Even if everyone has the tacit understanding they know, no one has proof of it.
Unless the Emperor agrees.
Initially, Abrewhan wanted to hold on to it.
But the emperor stated that it was a joke as if playing with him!
As they have no trump card in their hands, they are now captive to his medicine.
"Ugh-"
As if he understood the drug revolt. He increased the power to restrain her. So much so that his breath stopped suddenly and his face became livid.
He scratched his throat and squirmed. His suffocating expression made everyone even more nervous, and the indifferent smile that spread across the emperor's face made it all the more absurd.
The soft air emanates in contrast to the man who drowned to death on one side and the man who died in front of him on the other. He follows the rules of etiquette as calmly and slowly as possible.
"Ah *sighs* Is it a little hot, what?"
He loosened his neck.
Everyone "..."
Finally, the medicine loosened when the man in front of him was at the point where he could no longer move.
The man who narrowly escaped death was drenched with sweat and sluggish.
"Mr. Abrew? Are you alright? I think it's been hit by heat?" He squinted his eyes while laughing. His 'knowing nothing' attitude and his so-called ignorance left everyone speechless for a moment.
"Would you like some tea?" He stood up and walked towards the teapot.
It is a blessing to be served by an emperor.
If it had happened before, it wouldn't have even interested anyone because that doesn't mean anything.
But now it's very different.
The emperor began to choose his factions.
And Abrewhan is a bait he has his eye on.
The tea was refilled and pushed in front of it.
Abrew focused on the tea with trembling eyes.
This is an obvious threat.
His life is in his hands.
Drink your tea and relax, or die! It's like saying something, I guess.
"It's a pity, I know you don't get any treats other than my mother.
Maybe I made a mistake?"
It reminded me of the existence and death of the Empress.
A person is already dead.
'What would it say if you were on your side? I already killed him.
And maybe I'm making a mistake by giving you a chance? If you want to drink so much tea from the Empress's hand, I don't mind helping you, I'll send you to your side right away..'
A text appeared in everyone's minds that spoke to the mind of the emperor.
Threatening! An obvious threat!
Moreover, did an emperor make a mistake? To pour tea in a way that honors someone. How holy is one to whom even the emperor will serve? Does the emperor regret it now? So how would he regain his honor? By slaying the man who destroyed his honor??
It sure wasn't going to be good.
"Excuse my mistake." He lifted his head and approached. It sounded like a whisper as he bent down. "Just a man like Mr. Abrew, it feels admiration. The way you were helping my mom felt adorable"
'The situations when I was helping my mother' were nothing but the moments when she confronted the emperor. And make you feel adorable?? Tch, who else could people worship in this world besides the emperor??
The emperor was warning him.
You've already outgrown your position.
He was out of line, and this was another chance given to him.
Briefly.
He will either leave this room by changing sides.
Or with his soulless corpse.
With his peaceful look and kind words.
In a short time, he determined his life and destiny.
Yanzhing slowly straightened up.
Instead of walking towards his seat, he moved towards the window.
He looked at the sky and bowed his head.
He pressed his lips.
The quiet environment made her feel impatient even though she knew she wouldn't get what she wanted right away.
"Nothing is indispensable huh~" he spoke frankly this time.
The headache was getting worse and worse.
For this reason, he completely changed his initial decision to act softly. He turned and walked over to the table. That face changed faster than turning the page of a book. The pressure was felt like never before, and he violently picked up the documents in front of him and threw them on the table.
Documents that fall equally before them.
To the extent that it can be selected at a glance at the words on it. It is full of shocking articles.
Everyone's eyes trembled.
What they did was noted down to the smallest detail.
These crimes are enough to execute each of them dozens of times.
Suddenly they stood up and one after another the chairs fell.
Each of them completely changed their attitude from the mood to watch the show at first.
All they have left is fear.
Although the Emperor's power is gone.
The emergence of even one of these documents was enough for the people to march on them in anger.
"Lord have mercy!"
All but a few fell and prostrated, trembling.
They are all aware that their work is done and their good days end here.
Now they have no choice but to be his puppet. This is enough for the emperor to use them enough to render them useless.
The emperor raised his head and stared emotionlessly at the scene before him.
It was as if the scene in front of him changed in an instant. It's a chessboard and a pawn each.
Their potential, value, and expandability.
It just popped up in his mind.
***
The emperor did not react to the scene before him. This indifference and the mere calculations in his eyes made one's blood run cold.
He looked at them as tools rather than people.
If an honorable emperor came to power, he would take all the corrupt and form his faction to destroy them. This empress or other prime ministers may have their faction. Either way, he will rein in the emperor and a balance will be achieved in terms of power.
But just as the emperor did not have time to play with them, in his eyes this position and people are also internal tools.
If you give someone enough power and permission, he will become corrupt. It's like a simple law. Hardly anyone can stop being enchanted by this moment.
It's like a copy secretly given to you in an exam that you struggled with. Would you be in the mood to hang out with dignity and fairness when everyone else was cheating? Then you'd get the lowest grade and stand out among the cheaters for how incompetent you are.
Yanzhing is now making his own rules from the start. Although he does not pay much attention to what happened while he was gone, he is strict and authoritarian within the limits he has set.
He never gives another chance.
The reason why he is still patient now is that he was too hasty to build power from scratch.
No matter how bad they are, ripping them off and replacing them with an inexperienced replacement is like resetting the game account with special attributes. Or cut off your sick arm. Why cut it when you can cure it?
Therefore, the best thing to do is to set up the system.
Seize power and subdue them. So no one will be able to resist.
Now everyone is aware of their position. With the fear of being out of their seats at any moment, they will enter the race to be more helpful to him.
For this, it would mean capitalizing on the power they had greedily accumulated over the years for corruption.
The groupings of political power that were now supposed to balance each other in the empire gained heavyweight and leaned in the direction of one person.
Emperor Yanzing.
He sat down, ignoring those who were kneeling on the ground.
Suddenly there was a breeze inside.
Wasn't the window closed...?!
Everyone looked up in surprise at this thought, and then their eyes widened.
Evidence of their crimes that condemned them to this state… Those papers and documents flew to the man and were properly re-documented.
This is the first time anyone sees the emperor in force. Everyone thought the front was incompetent!
But this delicate balance of control!
It takes decades to even reach this level. However, the emperor is still very young.
Well!!
Did he hide his power from the very beginning?
Or everyone, everything, all!! Is it all part of the plan?
They shrunk their necks.
The Empress is a smug, oppressive, and arrogant woman. From the very beginning, he had no thought of leaving the throne to his son. Even if women can't take the throne. Even though not officially, he turned his son into a puppet emperor and played it in his palm.
That's why his reputation is so bad.
But!
That obedient boy... He was a monster waiting to rebel from the very beginning.
At what age, when did he start these plans?!
Transformation is impossible in an instant, so has he managed to hide, endure humiliation, and keep up since his childhood?
What a mentality!
He had them all awake!
No wonder they're falling into their hands now!
Everyone interpreted this change as the emperor's concealment from the very beginning, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
Before he even thought that another soul would enter his body.
"Uncertainty is not pleasant. I make firm decisions," he lifted his head from the documents and spoke.
"So let's start judging"
His voice echoed in a strange space timeline. The image flickered as if the world was about to shatter, and the image suddenly faded.
In the blink of an eye, people appeared all around him.
People whose presence is faint, undetectable but frightening.
***
Spirit-bound, inhuman servants.
They have been with him since his previous life. An heirloom from his mother. Spirit servant.
Even if it's just three people, it's enough to flood the room with overwhelming pressure.
It was a short-haired woman who was their head. She stepped forward and spoke in an emotionless tone. "Help Mel at your service," she said, raising her hand.
"Help me make a soul contract with them," she briefly spoke of her intention.
The drug plays a good role if it is not restrained for a short time. However, it will cause problems in the long run.
The wind blew around as Mel shook her head, the soft light starting to shine painfully.
Intangible pieces of a chain dragged from the ground, clinging to their bodies. But it is not completed. It's not just a deal.
It is an agreement that will not happen unless both parties agree.
"Your tea will get cold guys"
He invited everyone to drink tea in front of him.
It means rejecting the offer and accepting this agreement.
Those who knelt froze with a motionless and rigid bodies.
They thought that this stupid emperor could be like his arrogant mother. Then they can deceive him with short-term pain... a simple kneeling of course, but with an insincere heart.
Thus, while the emperor was blinded by his arrogance, they too could be well-prepared to gather their possessions and vanish or rebel against him.
They were wrong.
The emperor was impatient, but he did not drag them to this end in one go. What does it mean? What did it mean?
Break their arrogance first and until you force them into submission even if only in action!
Step by step!
First, he attacked with his words and collapsed their psychology. It distracted them and rushed them, giving them no time to prepare or even think.
That mocking smile and humiliating feeling overflow his lips even as he talks about the moment he killed his mother.
From slouching comfortably on the couch to slowly prolonging his tone, as if playing games with them.
They finally realized it when he put the documents in front of them. They are cornered in all directions.
The Emperor was not benevolent enough to allow them. He struck one blow after another without stopping.
Moreover, playing with their almost life.
Keeping that face expressionless from the very beginning as if it were nothing.
He showed no trace of emotion.
Except for boredom.
Even if the documents that will accuse them without any problems are no different than the shackles on their arms.
The emperor was dissatisfied.
Enough to hit those chains on their necks, mouths, brains, and even their souls!
Now he has shown his strength.
God knows what else they didn't know yet. The Emperor mocks them for their ignorance.
While the enemy, the emperor, is in the dark, they are in the light.
There was nothing they could do about this situation.
As soon as he used his power, they would have to surrender even if they didn't want to.
Even one of these moves was enough to suppress them, but the emperor pressed all the buttons like a control freak.
He obviously couldn't stand failure.
It was like using a dozer to crush an insect.
Each of them lowered their head and remained silent.
The Emperor squinted his eyes and squinted as a crooked smile finally formed on his lips.
It's time to give the final strength.
Soul contract.
A forbidden contract that could enslave them to his soul and even to their next life.
Magic twisted enough to make them want to obey in their bones and even their blood.
***
At that time.
"This unusual magic...!"
"What? Where does that come from...number 07054? That's impossible, how come!"
His eyes trembled.
This power is a rival to the ruler.
"I have to report this!"
As his hand was about to go to the phone, his body froze and his eyes turned pale as if he had lost his soul.
"Oh, holy lord. He ordered me to say this"
He looked at the scene playing on the screen and prostrated with an awithaith-filled heart. "I am waiting for your return, sir. I will always serve you and I will sacrifice my life for this cause", the circle of magic shining in the depths of his eyes, coinciding with the shapes that are now vaguely appearing on the screen.
***
Yanzhing.
He stood motionless in front of him, watching as the people were cornered.
Finally, the tea he drank was finished. He looked at the bottom of the glass and, feeling that this time would be enough, slammed it on the table.
"There's nothing you can do if you don't want to." He sighed, leaving them alone.
The magic circle showed signs of fading and disappeared.
Everyone shook their heads in surprise.
The Emperor... is he letting them go?
They timidly lifted their heads and looked intently into the emperor's face.
It was as if the moment was blessed with a compassionate face. The emperor shone as if he had granted amnesty to the prisoners of death.
"Force wouldn't be nice, would it? Abrewhan, you both have a lot of work on me"
You were my biggest supporter when my mom crushed this body.
They're confused.
Even if they get stabbed with their words.
This is no different than obeying so-called and holding power.
Each one's eyes gleamed with blood, like long-hungry scavengers who had found meat.
With a greedy expression.
The Emperor forgave.
So it's okay for them to want more of the field, right..?
There was no one to hold them before.
But now with a seemingly useful emperor.
It could be of use to them!
Maybe if they can make it their use, turn it into a useful helper..! The empire managed to make money for them!
Each one of them was no different than the pests that swooped on the flesh.
And that delicious big prey stood still, watching with delight the changing expression of each one.
Human nature is like that.
He would crush them so much that they could not stand up at all. He will let them rise to give up. Then, the higher they go, the worse they'll crash.
Each one.
"Thank you, emperor!"
"You are the wisest emperor!"
"My merciful lord!"
"God sent you to us!"
How ironic.
This scene is very familiar.
Similar to his previous life.
They got up with joy.
In an instant, they were so relieved that they forgot what had happened before.
The Emperor had not even let them get up.
But each was blinded by their desires and unaware of the trap that was about to close for them.
The spider wrapped its web perfectly.
He just has to eat.
He's heard that the longer they sit, the tastier they get.
It was like scavengers eating corpses.
Or like fermenting wine.
He'll devour them as soon as their psychology shatters.
This is what he knows better than anything else.
"Anyway, good conversation haha, only my wife was waiting at home. So I have to go"
"Yeah, it's my kid's birthday too hahaha-"
"Even though this conversation went very well, I have work to do too hehe, so..."
They each wanted to leave, making excuses.
They didn't even listen to the emperor.
They made their own decision.
Their disrespect would pierce the sky.
"Certainly!" The Emperor grinned like a fool. That face can change so quickly that you forget everything.
The previous things are fanciful and fuzzy. It is accompanied by a chilling feeling that is simply engraved in the soul.
"Polcen"
The guard at the door entered.
Polcen Dore. The male main character of the twisted novel is in a relationship with Yuyeil. And also the protection of the front.
Contrary to his personality, he has a handsome and strong appearance.
He walked in and those keen eyes fell on the emperor. With glances. Enough to suspect that the emperor was removed and someone else took his place.
That scanner just raised his muscles in front of them.
Even if she didn't have much time to play with these kids, she had no problem accompanying them for a thing or two.
Haha, the problem must be that kids need parental guidance and example, right?
"Accompany them to the door"
How honorable!
Everyone there thought that the person who was the emperor's bodyguard was serving them. He came to their feet and served them right to the door. They got the pleasure they had never felt before. And their minds began to drift towards that place they had never thought of.
Emperor's throne.
The Emperor forcibly suppressed the emotions overflowing from your lips.
He was hooked on eating fish.
The turn to pull the fishing rod was close.
***
Polcen took each and left.
He covered his lips with his hands.
I hope they like it.
When he regained consciousness, he noticed his distorted face in the reflection of the glass. And suddenly he was back to his emotionless expression.
This is a controlled frenzy. Sometimes it could cause him to be a little too maniac.
He looked at the ridges reflected in the mirror, the greedy expressions on the faces of those who left.
The moans are baited with their easiest desires and greed.
Therefore, many people have defrauded both the promise of money, even if it sounded absurd.
Or the pleasure of sex.
porn sites.
A swamp with many viruses, fraud, and deception.
Even if it looks very obvious from the outside.
The pleasure was taking logic offline.
This was the only reason to make those simple traps workable.
He muttered, gazing at their vanishing vague shadows with a mixture of delight.
Was he leaving them? No, he'll make them come to him on their own feet.
They will beg to serve him.
Behind him, spirit-bodied Mel studied his master's face solemnly. Even if the body changes. Those eyes remained the same.
But it seemed more humane now.
Or he got old and learned patience. Now he had the patience to play with his prey a little more.
Mel was surprised that the blood didn't turn this time, and he nodded, thinking that his master had matured now.
Even if it's a small step, it's a big achievement!
He wanted to shed tears on her behalf.
But...
He was a little early.
—To be continued