Chapter 38

Name:Come Here, Tyrant! Author:Park Mina
In the meantime, he checked it himself every day, but since his body was sick, he couldn’t manage it properly.

Now, he hastily arrived at the dog chew warehouse.

Sneak.

He forgot to even shut the door to look at his amassed wealth. The wind made the servants who had accidentally passed by in the vicinity dazed and hardened.

Dog chew piled up like a mountain of skeletons in the warehouse gave off a gloomy atmosphere.

(T/N: Because dog dental chews are sometimes shaped like bones, like this: Ɛ==3)

“Heuk!”

They ran away with a face saying, ‘The tyrant even had a hobby of collecting the bones of the people he killed!’

Ejed, who took off his mask, smiled bitterly at the urgent footsteps.

If it weren’t for Robbie’s prophecy, he wanted to gather everyone in the empire together and confess. He wanted to say he wasn’t that terrible tyrant like the rumors.

But Robbie pointed out that telling someone about the divine message’s secret makes him unhappy.

Even hardships would come to this empire.

Moreover, Robbie talked about this to Ejed when he was a child.

[I was scolded by your parents, but… I did a good job of proclaiming the divine message even before you were born. Even they… said no, but in the end… that’s what happened.]

The day after the funeral, Robbie hugged Ejed and cried silently.

He can’t understand what all that means, but Ejed’s resolve was now firm.

‘Because everyone can be happy if I sacrifice myself alone…’

He guessed that’s the kind of emperor he was. Now he knows better than anyone that the luxury and serenity he enjoys is not free.

To keep the peace, it was necessary to follow Robbie’s divine message. He was the messenger of the gods who made all the prophecies.

‘But what should I do with all this?’

He felt like he wanted to send it to Annie’s mansion, but it is difficult even in his dreams.

They haven’t even spoken properly yet, but if he sent a large number of dog chew, it would cause suspicion and discomfort.

What to do…

Ejed’s long eyelashes created deep shadows under his eyes.

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”

As he turned his head, he saw Fizz clenching his hand with his mouth open.

“Whoa! Ske- A skeleton… that grotesque rumor is true…”

“Senior, shall I get you some glasses?”

Doher, standing next to him, looked at Fizz as if he was pathetic.

At first glance, Doher muttered, it looked like a white pile made of skeletons.

“This is dog chew.”

“Eh?”

Surprised, Fizz took one from the pile of dog chew and checked with his mouth.

Nibble, nibble.

Doher, who was watching it, said indifferently.

“Spit it. Just one is more expensive than Sir Fizz’s monthly salary.”

“Your Majesty, I just checked the dog chew and didn’t taste anything.”

Ejed alternated between Fizz, who had a solemn face, and Doher, sighing.

It was great to have reliable and trustworthy aides.

He said briefly as usual.

“Donate.”

“… My bones? Oop!”

Doher closed Fizz’s mouth with his palm.

*

The newest building that doesn’t fit in with the aesthetic at the foot of the mountain glistened and sparkled.

In front of it, there was a large wooden sign saying: “Western Porcaus Dog Shelter”.

This was all thanks to Ejed’s private donation. He has done a lot of work for the dogs whose owners are dead, had no one to take care of them, or were abandoned.

There was no one who recognized him because he had always been hiding his status as the emperor.

He couldn’t say anything, so people were curious about his identity, but they didn’t have the courage to ask.

Standing in front of the shelter, Ejed’s face was paler than usual, and his eyes were red, as if all the veins inside had burst.

In addition, he wore a black fedora and a mask, and he was like a dark assassin wielding a butcher’s knife.

Everyone around him was gloomy. The stray dog

shelter employees were also reluctant to get close to him.

Most of the time when donors visited, most of them would greet and say hello, but they were reluctant.

Fizz and Doher approached cautiously, while everyone was sadly avoiding Ejed.

The two changed their title according to Ejed’s order.

“Your.. Ma… No, Master.”

“…”

“With all due respect… The mask is scary… No.  Sorry.”

He doesn’t know what the intention was, but Ejed gazed silently.

“Sanitary.”

“Yes, Master.”

“You are also wise!”

Doher and Fizz, who struck each other, also slipped away. They were worried that a spark would flicker after being by his side for nothing.

Now, left alone, Ejed focused his blurry eyes. He wanted to close his tired eyelids right now, but he still had work to do.