The people's minds and bodies were exhausted because there had been many incidents.
The name of the country was changed, and the Emperor, Illeon, was killed by the sword of the commander of the imperial knights. It was truly a drastic change.
Despite this, the reason why the majority of the people did not show any particular negative reaction was because they needed a strong leader to lead them.
The Emperor before Illeon was nothing more than a puppet and was excessively womanizing, and didn't Illeon let people down their guard with a smiling face and massacre them?
The name of the country. The Emperor. What is that all about? More important than that is for them to eat well and live well right now.
Dietrich, who had lived as the commander of the imperial knights of Abelon for quite some time, knew very well what the people wanted.
If they itch, he just scratches them, and if they are anxious, he just makes them feel secure.
Dietrich did not covet the throne like someone who died by his own hand, nor did he sit on it right away.
Instead, he proved his ability.
Dietrich and Seliya discussed how to lead the country together, came up with policies, and followed through on them without fail.
The Brillion family, who had monopolized the wealth in exchange for selling Seliya, distributed the rotten money to the poor who could barely make ends meet. The Duke of Gregrick, who was the symbol of Abelon, and the Duke of Cervantes, Arthur’s family, were not only stripped of their titles but also had their assets confiscated.
Their sins were so great that no one dared say anything.
It was the complete downfall of Abelon.
***
It had been almost a month since Abelon had been transformed into the Anastasia Empire.
In just one month, the lives of the people of the empire had changed beyond recognition.
The streets that had been filled with a sense of unease were now teeming with people as if nothing had happened.
Their pockets, which had been empty, had become full, and their hearts had become more relaxed, so they could no longer feel anxious.
“Here, fresh fish just caught this morning! For today only, if you buy five, I’ll give you one more!”
The fishmonger shouted, and the people’s eyes sparkled as they picked out their fish.
“Please give me five of the freshest fish.”
“If you buy ten, you get two more, right?”
“Yes, Sir!”
The people’s once gloomy faces broke into smiles.
The streets were full of energy.
There were many people everywhere, but today, the square in front of the palace was packed with people.
It was because today was the day of an important announcement at the palace.
“Is it about a new policy?”
“Policies are announced and published in the newspaper the same day. I think they going to say something different...”
“Hey. Do we get an answer if we just guess among ourselves? I’m sure His Majesty will do well.”
The people’s faces were filled with excitement.
Their lives had become noticeably richer in the past month.
The people were finally realizing how important the role of a leader is.
They each imagined Dietrich and Seliya and talked.
“Brill... No, I heard that His Majesty’s lover is so beautiful.”
“Hey, don’t drool. If you dare to lust after her, you die.”
Who was Anastasia, the Princess of a fallen country, the name of this country?
She was once called the flower of Brillion and was called everyone’s first love. She was even called to the old Emperor’s bedroom and was accused of being a witch.
And now, she was Emperor Dietrich’s one and only lover.
Dietrich was so slutty that no one had seen her for almost a month. Well, it goes without saying that even the country was named after his lover.
There were still many men who admired her beauty, even though they didn’t dare reveal their feelings.
“...Should I apply to be an imperial knight right now?”
When they announced that they would be recruiting imperial knights and palace servants regardless of status, applications poured in from all over.
Wasn't it a truly glorious position?
Not just anyone could enjoy the honor of becoming a member of the new nation's palace.
The lack of personnel was quickly filled.
Of course, they were selected regardless of status, but they weren't just anyone.
For example, even if you passed the imperial knight examination that required you to prove your swordsmanship, you had to pass Anderson's in-depth interview to be officially knighted.
If you failed the interview, you were mercilessly eliminated, even if you scored high on your swordsmanship.
The questions changed from time to time, but the first question was always set.
“My acquaintance said that the first thing he asked me was if I was sure I wouldn’t harbor ill feelings toward His Majesty’s lover.”
“...”
“When I said no, he eliminated me on the spot... I lied, but I guess Lord Anderson saw right through me.”
The men who had been talking all became solemn.
They were happy to have had a sweet dream for a moment. Even though their mentality had been shattered.
At that moment, the murmur of the people in the square grew louder.
“Your Majesty!”
At someone’s shout, the eyes of the thousands of people gathered in the square turned to one place.
Dietrich had just appeared on the terrace made of white marble.
A red mantle fluttered behind Dietrich, who appeared in a black uniform accompanied by an escort.
He was wearing an Emperor’s crown on his ebony-black hair.
The Emperor’s crown suited him so well that everyone opened their mouths in admiration.
The red eyes beneath the straight eyebrows seemed to see through people even from afar.
Dietrich's mouth slowly opened as he slowly scanned the crowd.
"As you all know, I have a lover."
Dietrich looked back.
As he closed his eyes and smiled, someone followed suit and walked lightly out from inside the terrace.
The one who appeared wearing a jeweled tiara was Dietrich's one and only lover, Anastasia, once called Seliya.
At that moment, the sun in the sky was hidden by white feather clouds.
The excessive beauty seemed to hide the sun in the sky.
The people gathered in the square looked up at the two as if they were possessed.
One noblewoman pinched the flesh on her arm hard, glancing at her husband who could not take his eyes off Anastasia.
"Ouch."
Amidst a small commotion in the crowd, Anastasia held out one hand to Dietrich.
Then Dietrich held her hand as if he was cherishing it, bowed his head, and kissed the back of her hand.
The Emperor was clearly Dietrich, but Dietrich was more polite to Anastasia than to the Emperor.
“I will be marrying my lover soon.”
The men all sighed at Dietrich’s words.
Whether the crowd saw them or not, Dietrich and Anastasia smiled brightly at each other.
They were such a dazzlingly well-matched couple that no one else dared to interfere.
In particular, honey dripped from Dietrich’s eyes, which could be seen from afar.
“I declare to everyone here that I will have only one woman for the rest of my life, Anastasia.”
She must have been a truly great lover.
Dietrich declared in a square where thousands of people had gathered that Anastasia was his eternal lover and companion.
The women looked at Dietrich with envy and admiration at his romanticism.
But that night, the pillowcases of the men who admired Anastasia were said to have been soaked with tears.
Decades later.
“Extra! Extra! Our empire has formed an alliance with the Seville Empire located on the eastern continent across the sea!”
A boy with a little fat left in his arms scattered the newspaper he was holding all over the streets.
People bent down to pick up the newspapers that had fallen to the floor and added words to them one by one.
“...An alliance? Since His Majesty the First Emperor has firmly established the foundation, we don’t need to form an alliance, do we?”
“Look. Don’t you know? The Seville Empire has been developing remarkably since Emperor Kassadin ascended to the throne.”
“Oh, Kassadin... went from being a gladiator slave to becoming Emperor?”
“Look. Watch your words. The Emperor of the Seville Empire was originally born as the Crown Prince of a fallen nation. Just like our First Emperor.”
An old woman walking alongside the old gentleman smiled faintly at the sound of people’s conversation.
“Madam, your hat is a little crooked.”
The old gentleman held his wife’s hand tightly with one hand, and with the other, he put his wife’s white hat back on her head.
As if showing the traces of time, the old gentleman’s hair had turned white, and his forehead and eyes were covered with wrinkles.
However, his hands were hardened with calluses, as if he had been holding the sword for a long time.
As if proving that he had stolen women’s hearts with his good looks in his old days, the old gentleman had aged gracefully.
Even after decades had passed, the gaze he had in his eyes as he looked at his wife lovingly remained the same.
“...It really took a long time.”
The old gentleman answered his wife’s words with a faint smile on his lips.
“Didn’t you say something once? Didn’t you think founding a country would be that easy?”
“I didn’t know it would take this long back then. Did I know it would take me forty years to save a country that was in shambles?”
“I’m happy to be with you anywhere. Whether it’s the palace or not.”
The old lady’s eyes narrowed at the old gentleman’s words.
“If this keeps up, you’ll follow me to the afterlife.”
“Of course. I’ll follow you to the afterlife and take care of you. I’m your loyal dog.”
“Can’t you stop talking like that? What about a dog? It must be a hundred-year-old fox.”
The old gentleman laughed out loud at the wife’s words, pouting.
The old lady also laughed along with her husband.
“Still, it’s fortunate that our daughter is a capable Empress. We can travel even when we're old.”
“Then. Whose daughter is she?”
The old lady smiled brightly as she thought of her own daughter.
Her daughter, who inherited her husband’s red eyes and her silver hair, was incomparably lovable.
"Let's take one letter from each of our names, Kasha."
Dietrich's real name is Kyle and Seliya's real name is Anastasia.
The child named Kasha grew up well, receiving love from the two.
Watching Kasha grow up, they passed the throne to Kasha and spent happy times in the flower-filled palace garden.
Thanks to that, the trip was delayed, but they think it was a good life.
The old gentleman, who was staring at his wife who was reminiscing about the past, kissed her cheek and whispered affectionately.
"I love you, Asha."
Kyle, the first Emperor and once called Dietrich, held the hand of his wife, Anastasia, who had grown old with him for more than half his life and smiled gently.
At that moment, something inside Anastasia's clothes moved and poked its head out.
It was Popo's baby, the red wine parrot.
"...When did you bring that guy here?"
“Because he’s Popo’s only child.”
“You really can’t stop him. Why did Popo have to leave a male behind...?”
Dietrich declared in a square where thousands of people had gathered that Anastasia was his eternal lover and companion.
The women looked at Dietrich with envy and admiration at his romanticism.
But that night, the pillowcases of the men who admired Anastasia were said to have been soaked with tears.
***
Decades later.
“Extra! Extra! Our empire has formed an alliance with the Seville Empire located on the eastern continent across the sea!”
A boy with a little fat left in his arms scattered the newspaper he was holding all over the streets.
People bent down to pick up the newspapers that had fallen to the floor and added words to them one by one.
“...An alliance? Since His Majesty the First Emperor has firmly established the foundation, we don’t need to form an alliance, do we?”
“Look. Don’t you know? The Seville Empire has been developing remarkably since Emperor Kassadin ascended to the throne.”
“Oh, Kassadin... went from being a gladiator slave to becoming Emperor?”
“Look. Watch your words. The Emperor of the Seville Empire was originally born as the Crown Prince of a fallen nation. Just like our First Emperor.”
An old woman walking alongside the old gentleman smiled faintly at the sound of people’s conversation.
“Madam, your hat is a little crooked.”
The old gentleman held his wife’s hand tightly with one hand, and with the other, he put his wife’s white hat back on her head.
As if showing the traces of time, the old gentleman’s hair had turned white, and his forehead and eyes were covered with wrinkles.
However, his hands were hardened with calluses, as if he had been holding the sword for a long time.
As if proving that he had stolen women’s hearts with his good looks in his old days, the old gentleman had aged gracefully.
Even after decades had passed, the gaze he had in his eyes as he looked at his wife lovingly remained the same.
“...It really took a long time.”
The old gentleman answered his wife’s words with a faint smile on his lips.
“Didn’t you say something once? Didn’t you think founding a country would be that easy?”
“I didn’t know it would take this long back then. Did I know it would take me forty years to save a country that was in shambles?”
“I’m happy to be with you anywhere. Whether it’s the palace or not.”
The old lady’s eyes narrowed at the old gentleman’s words.
“If this keeps up, you’ll follow me to the afterlife.”
“Of course. I’ll follow you to the afterlife and take care of you. I’m your loyal dog.”
“Can’t you stop talking like that? What about a dog? It must be a hundred-year-old fox.”
The old gentleman laughed out loud at the wife’s words, pouting.
The old lady also laughed along with her husband.
“Still, it’s fortunate that our daughter is a capable Empress. We can travel even when we're old.”
“Then. Whose daughter is she?”
The old lady smiled brightly as she thought of her own daughter.
Her daughter, who inherited her husband’s red eyes and her silver hair, was incomparably lovable.
"Let's take one letter from each of our names, Kasha."
Dietrich's real name is Kyle and Seliya's real name is Anastasia.
The child named Kasha grew up well, receiving love from the two.
Watching Kasha grow up, they passed the throne to Kasha and spent happy times in the flower-filled palace garden.
Thanks to that, the trip was delayed, but they think it was a good life.
The old gentleman, who was staring at his wife who was reminiscing about the past, kissed her cheek and whispered affectionately.
"I love you, Asha."
Kyle, the first Emperor and once called Dietrich, held the hand of his wife, Anastasia, who had grown old with him for more than half his life and smiled gently.
At that moment, something inside Anastasia's clothes moved and poked its head out.
It was Popo's baby, the red wine parrot.
"...When did you bring that guy here?"
“Because he’s Popo’s only child.”
“You really can’t stop him. Why did Popo have to leave a male behind...?”
Anastasia burst into laughter at Kyle’s words and patted him on the back.
“You, you’re being unreasonable.”
One of the nobles, a Young lord, who had been reading the newspaper, looked at the old couple walking affectionately with an envious expression.
“Wait a minute, the people who just passed by, weren’t they, His Majesty the First Emperor and Empress?”
“What are you talking about? There’s no way such noble people who should be staying in the palace would come out to this noisy street.”
“...That’s right. I guess I was mistaken.”
Wherever they go, the two of them will be together forever.
Until the moment they breathe their last, happily.
The Terminally Ill Princess Holds the Least Of A Mad Dog <END>
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