Noble Reincarnation~Blessed With the Strongest Power From Birth

I wiped off the blood on my cheek with my thumb.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty! I'll report to you immediately and let you chase them down."

Alice was the next one back to me.

The shopkeeper who has known me for many years came to me in front of me, lying flat on all fours and crawling on the ground, no less than the people before me.

"No, I don't need it."

Huh?

"It's not a big sin. I'll even take it to the court to preach, such as a scratch on my cheek. Rather, it would be a problem if they took it with them."

"And yet, to do such a thing to His Majesty, such language is worth dying for."

"Don't stray. I didn't call myself Yu, I won't be guilty of disrespect."

How many times have I told you this story? I'm a little crazy.

Since becoming Minister of Justice, I have been asked by my father, the emperor of the time, to interpret the law. Perhaps the most misunderstood, but I had to do it is the interpretation of this disrespectful sin.

The crime of disrespect is a law that establishes penalties for common people working disrespectfully to nobles.

Among them, especially those against the emperor are sometimes called "great disrespectful sins", but this is only one of the officially disrespectful sins.

The sin of disrespect is clearly defined as "upon recognizing the opponent as a nobleman".

In other words, in a case like this, it would be a mere crime of injury to the cheek, not disrespect, because it was before the emperor named himself.

... I've told you this before my father many times since I was a child.

“It was just an injury, and I ruled out the threat based on the principles of retaliation.”

"Oh... what generosity"

The shopkeeper said so in an impressed manner.

Then, the other customers began to praise me with cheers.

"Well, at least we'll find out who they are." I will write to the union and forbid them to leave this area. "

"I don't need that either."

Huh?

Finally, I called myself Yu, didn't I?

Huh? Ah, yes.

The shopkeeper nodded in haste.

A sigil embodied by the power of Leviathan.

That's the power to sneak into people who don't know anything, but "I'm the Emperor" --no technique.

It was a technique I crocheted on my way to Rare Rarat last time.

"If you didn't know, what would you do if the Emperor was wounded?"

”Of course... I'm running away, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

"That's right, run. I'm not going to let you apply the sins of disrespect, but I usually think things in that direction, including you guys." I bet they do too. I can't stay in the Imperial City anymore. "

”T-That's amazing... after thinking so much...”

"It's not a big deal. Even if I had grudges without fear, the tip of my fist would be toward me - I would only have protected the place where Alice would sing."

"Your Majesty..."

Alice, who was listening next to the shopkeeper, was moved and moistened her eyes.

"So... Alice, I'll pick you up again." Owner, while Alice is gone, you must protect the shop. "

"Yes, even in exchange for life."

I smile and smile.

"Easy, guys."

I waved and walked away slowly from the store.

After leaving the store, I walked around the city by myself.

It was easy enough to stroll around, and I was able to see it while walking.

Enjoy the scenery of the Imperial Capital and prosper.

I'll be out in a few more days, so I thought I'd burn it over my eyelids in the meantime.

It doesn't really mean anything, but when I have to, maybe it's "there's something to protect", which may make my heart and feelings feel old.

Somehow, I was strolling around the Imperial City and looking around.

A carriage stopped in front of me as I walked around looking at it.

A man came down shortly after the carriage stopped without a horse.

Your Majesty... I'm so shabby.

"Alan."

It was Byron Allan, a strange-looking merchant, who stepped out of the carriage.

Byron was a merchant I knew when I was six.

First Chancellor Jean--no, it was the Third Chancellor.

I met Jean-Blood Laydork when he invited me to a party at his mansion.

At that time, the man who was a grand-aged man was now a junior, with gray hair mixed in his hair, and he began to grow a fine beard.

Were you on your way somewhere?

I caught a glimpse of Alan's carriage and heard.

"I'm on my way back to the store. We received news that some of the orders were received from various places."

Huh?

While replying, I walked out.

Byron waved to the ruler and sent a signal before he followed me alone.

It's not directly next to me, it's a step back from me.

"Did you buy something interesting?"

"A little something for the child to be happy with."

Kids?

A little surprised, he opened his eyes and turned to Alan.

It is unusual for a merchant like Alan to think of a child as a pleasure.

What do you got? and looked at his face.

“Yes, and more correctly, it's something that adults would like and kids would love. I bought the information that Saru no Tannai would love her grandchildren for a while."

"..... ahh"

I nodded and giggled.

Because it was in the city, Byron avoided saying anything, but it was his father's business.

I asked my father for the "amulet" of my son.

And to my father, there was a concubine sent by Byron.

Merchants differ greatly from businesses in that they have information from the center of politics.

So, when it comes to where information is most valuable, of course, information from the emperor himself, who is even more central to the center, is the most valuable.

It was difficult to extract information from the Emperor, but the Emperor was also a man.

You can pull all kinds of information out of a man's pillow stories -- well, it's been hundreds of years, but it's not the same since over a thousand years ago.

That's why Byron chose a woman to be his concubine, and I co-operated with her to recommend her to her father, who was the emperor at the time.

That route is still alive, so the information I asked my father about Sem's amulet was sent to Byron.

"What kind of things have you prepared?"

"Hah, that guy is strict, so--"

"Simply, you should have about half of what a young child would like."

I interrupted Byron.

I had a certain amount of imagination from the storytelling, so I came to deny it.

Huh?

"Fathers and grandfathers are different. Even a man who is strict with children shows a completely different side from his grandchildren. Isn't that right?"

"T-That's true... even stubborn old men often dote on their grandchildren alone..."

"But I can't say for sure. That's why about half is fine."

Got it.

"Instead..."

Huh?

"I don't know what you think, but I just have a son, probably of the same age (...,...,...)." I can tell him what he loves and what he particularly likes. "

"--Oh!! Thank you!!"

Byron lowered his head in an exaggerated manner.

... it's nothing to exaggerate.

The "grandson" that came up is my son, Sem.

If you know in advance what the shem likes, you'll be ready.

It's not a pillow story via the concubine, it's information from me.

Normally, it's information that no amount of money can be bought, so Byron's reaction is quite natural.

I taught Byron what Sem liked, and Byron was very happy.

……

Shortly after, he looked extremely troubled.

"What's the matter?"

”Oh, um... how can I thank you...?”

"..... ahh"

I laughed.

It was only natural to think about it.

When I met Byron, I was just thirteen princes.

Prince--In other words, if it was a royal opponent, I could give him a reward.

But I'm the Emperor now.

Everything in the Empire was mine - the Emperor.

If I didn't know the Emperor, I couldn't give him the honorarium even though I knew who he was.

I can't give you back---and byron was in trouble realizing that there was nothing he could do.

In the first place, straightforwardly saying "gratuity to the Emperor" can also be a crime of disrespect.

That's what the Emperor's "gift" is.

That's why even if you're a harsh nobleman, even if you're lost right now, "I'm disrespectful!! Some people say," I'm sorry. "

I laughed again and changed my story.

Speaking of which, do you know Akemitsu horses?

"Akemitsu horse...?" No, it's an oligarchy.... "

It's a horse whose entire hair looks mountainous and bright.

"Such a horse!?"

Byron's eyes changed color.

Imagining the appearance of a dawn horse, it must have worked as a merchant's guess that it would become "gold".

"Of course, it's not really glowing. If you feed a breed of white horses, the colour of their sweat will change, and they will only appear to emit dawn light in contact with their white hair.”

I-I see.

Byron nodded.

The colour of her eyes also calmed down, but she was not completely disappointed to say, "Well, that would still be gold."

"I wonder if the quality of the feed -- the purity -- the higher it is, the more brilliant it will be." I was just hoping to get some of that fodder, but I was wondering if I could get half a year's worth of it. "

"Eek! Please leave it to me! I will definitely do it!"

Well, I'll take care of it.

Hah!

Byron bowed his head deeply.

The passers-by caught my attention, but it wasn't a very unusual sight, and my interest quickly drew away like a tide.

I'll walk again, and Byron will follow.

"But... that's exactly what I'm talking about."

Hmm?

"Akemitsu horse...?" I've never heard of such a horse. How did you do it? "

"We just restored what we gathered from fragments of the old literature."

"What..."

Hmm?

Byron stopped at his crotch.

He looks more surprised than before.

"What's the matter?"

"Wow, that's amazing... I didn't expect you to do something like that to a scholar."

I needed it.

Need it?

"Oh, I checked to see if there was anything good about it, and there were multiple literature on the golden horse, so I carefully checked it."

"That's it... that's it!" Even if you were born into the family of a scholar, you would have made it. "

Scholar?

That's the kind of future you'll get in your heart.

Speaking of which...

When I remembered something, I turned my head and looked over my shoulder at Byron as I walked.

Yes, what is it?

"I'll never forgive you for what you've done!" Is there such a thing? "

"Of course! I have a benefactor, and I can't forgive anyone who would leave him alone!"

"Fufufu"

I giggled.

I'm the benefactor now, and Byron's got sesame for me.

"I understand the story. How about the second one?"

"Secondly... is it...?"

Byron frowned and gave a slightly sinister look.

I said, "Tell me something that's not flattering," so that's what's bothering me.

What, you don't have one?

No, no! Speaking of which, it's strong.

Yeah.

"I can't forgive anyone who makes my daughter... unhappy."

Yeah.

I have a daughter-in-law in Byron, and I know her.

You mean the child?

"I see, take care of your daughter." I'm sorry, I heard something strange. "

No! There is no annihilation.

I'm begging you about the dawn horse.

Hah!

That's what Byron said, and once he lowered his head, he turned his back and walked out.

Daughter, is that it?

It was easy to understand what Byron could never forgive.

I thought it was more complicated because I was such a merchant, so I pulled out a bit.