A few days later, a study at the Royal Palace during the day.

There is the principal sire of the study, and me and Albert, the Crown Prince, stand side by side across from the desk where His Majesty always sits.

They're all so true.

In such a painful air at no time, I take a step forward, cough up and break the silence before I start reporting.

"Brother - No, the investigation into Gilbert's mansion is over. I discovered material from the basement stash about what would happen if we consumed poinix liquor and dragon claws together."

"That's solid evidence of an attempt to murder Your Majesty. More than anything else, it was hidden in a hidden room. You're inferior to dogs, motherfucker."

Albert threw up hatefully.

On the other hand, His Majesty said sighingly, with a depressed face, as if he had swooned ten years old because of this matter.

"What about Gilbert?

"Gilbert stays in jail. We magically restricted every move to prevent self-harm, and we put on three times as many guards as normal."

What I reported was an unusually rigorous system.

Something must not happen before there is an unprecedented felony, His Majesty's decision, plotting to poison the Emperor.

If Gilbert commits suicide in a cell by committing a crime here, the guard fire will blow them all up without joking.

I protected him by laying down a strict enough system - rather, to protect Gilbert from the world.

"Right...... So, what's the disposition?

His Majesty opens his heavy mouth and stares at me.

He has asked for my opinion, the Minister of the Prince of Legal Affairs.

"There is solid evidence, and it is a wholesome rebellion of His Majesty's murder, so there can be no other than a torso slaughter in the light of imperial law"

"Hmmm......"

His Majesty looked like a bitter worm.

Look at that, I breathe for a breath, and then I go on.

"However, in this case, it can also be an attempt"

His Majesty's eyebrows moved so hard.

"What happens if it's an attempt"

"Of course it must be a conspiracy, so a torso slaughter is inevitable. However, you will be granted a first degree moratorium. And in case of conspiracy, the execution of the probation can be ordered whenever His Majesty so desires."

"Right..."

"Why are you doing something like that?

After hearing my opinion, Albert has strangled me wonderfully.

"No, that's Noah. He thinks of me both in terms of the law and in terms of humanity."

……

I prayed silently.

That's the thing, I don't know if I'd say "yeah" too much.

"You've thought it over, Noah"

……

On the other hand, Albert doesn't seem to understand after all.

Even though he was about to be murdered, Gilbert is His Majesty's son.

He also considered the possibility that he could not punish his son if he was about to be killed.

So I gave the idea that in the law, a suspension of execution could be timed in the presence of an emperor - that is, a virtual life sentence if you feel like it.

His Majesty understood and praised it.

but.

"Your Majesty, you will not get lost. Whoever tries to poison His Majesty (,) should be sentenced to extreme imprisonment."

Albert sued for summary execution.

This is correct, though.

Only for a moment, I could see His Majesty frowning uncomfortably.

That was but for a moment, His Majesty immediately returned to his normal true face and thought for a few dozen seconds.

"... Albert"

"Yes."

"I'll leave the execution to you. Come on."

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Albert fell on one knee and left the study.

I secretly sighed in my heart.

It's Noah.

"Yes."

"You did a great job. I can take care of that. You're amazing."

……

"I feel saved by that concern alone."

……

I was silent, faintly bowing my head and just listening.

Heavy air grew heavier and heavier from the start - the impression was that His Majesty coughed up and changed the subject.

"The enclosure of the dead Gilbert is served. I really wanted to thank you for what you did."

"Don't."

I looked up and blocked His Majesty's words.

"Huh?"

"This whole thing started with my snitch. I don't know how Gilbert deserves it, but if we get Gilbert's enclosure, then the princes will fight - no, it could lead to foot pulls."

After what I said, His Majesty smiled happily for the first time today.

"Don't hurry up, the rest of you said 'The truth'."

"Ah..."

"And he went well. Exactly. Yes, there is a threat of that. Until the fight, but I can't tolerate pulling my legs together. So I'm not rewarding Noah for anything."

"Thank you Happiness"

I thanked him on one knee on the spot.

"Do what's natural instead. Noah, it's time for you to see the enclosure. It's time to think about welcoming a regular room."

"Yes."

Face up, nod.

I'm twelve now, but I can't say that's how fast I'm getting married.

The first marriage of the royal family, or the main room, is 100% political, and at least it has to be someone the family can match.

If that's the case, it's too late at twelve.

"How about the rest of your uncle - Prince Thunder's granddaughter?

"I have no objection"

I gave the obvious answer.

"Right. As a matter of fact, I tried to make it compatible beforehand, but Noah and her daughter would have a pretty smart child in over 50% of the time. There's about a 1% chance they'll have it more intelligently than you."

Fortune is the harder it is to see the more it is in the future, that is to say, it comes off.

It's not too early to get married at twelve, but that's not why I'm saying I'm going to have kids right away.

My kids, in due course, have to wait at least five more years.

There is no such thing as a fortune teller who can see what's going to happen five years from now, there is a high probability that it will come off.

Still.

"I'm so happy to have you like that."

"Well, then proceed with the conversation with the daughter."

"Thank you Happiness"

One last courtesy, confirming that there was nothing from His Majesty, before taking his time in the study.

After Noah left, First Chancellor came into the study instead.

"Hey, that's Master Noah. Instead of what kind of daughter they were, I didn't even ask for their names."

"That's the royal family, the prince."

"It's also true, though, that not many of us have the better way to pierce it. It's something that builds a lot of interest in men and people who become wives. Noah can get there at that age, that's all."

The First Chancellor was impressed and the Emperor nodded satisfactorily.

There's no limit to the disrespect that Noah asks about the other guy.

My lord still mediates my subordinate's marriage, even if it expands in size to emperors and princes.

And you must always get the Emperor's gift.

I get pregnant with the idea that asking the person's name or being a person means no, depending on the person.

That can't be between noblemen - emperors and princes.

"But even Master Noah didn't notice this (,,)"

The First Chancellor added a deep wrinkle of carving and laughed with pleasure.

"That story, when I heard it, my nose whispered..."

"That's not a bad suggestion"

Because of his many years of subordination, the First Chancellor treated the Emperor with a frank attitude - only more so than anything else.

The emperor doesn't seem to feel bad about that either.

"Oh. It's a blind spot, but it's certainly a good idea. Grandson, huh?"

"Pick a successor with your grandson. Good grandchildren will ensure prosperity for three generations."

The First Chancellor repeated the words he had performed to the Emperor a while back.

"What about the truth? grandchildren who may exceed the remainder"

"So far, it's only possible, Master Noah. If Noah's talent is successfully passed on to your son,"

"Well... I hope, I'll have to"

The Emperor and First Chancellor kept staring at the door after Noah left with a serious face.