Chapter 82: Receiving Training
The Tyrant Empress is Obsessed with Me
The phonograph developed by Bernstein caused a tremendous sensation.
As long as you had the modified magic stone with the music stored on it, anyone could listen to the music they desired.
However, the original recording function was removed due to concerns of potential misuse, as directed by the Crown Prince.
Despite this, rumors circulated in secret that some high-ranking officials still possessed prototype phonographs with the recording function intact.
For example, the 3rd Princess of the Empire, Yulia Barba.
n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
-Enough! How many times are you going to listen to this? Isnât it enough already?
âThis is the 380th time. Letâs make it to 400.â
Lia looked at the phonograph with utmost affection.
It was a confession from the person she loved.
No matter how many times she listened, she never got tired of it.
-Well, even I used to call him out and torment him when I was feeling down, so I understand how she feels. But itâs quite painful to watch myself like this from a third-person perspective...
-Urgh, if only he had called her Yulia, I could have enjoyed it too.
Regardless, Lia turned the phonograph again and replayed it.
For a while, only Ascalâs voice echoed through the house.
****
Ascal had been feeling both happy and tormented these days.
âWhatâs wrong, Ascal-nim?â
Ascal cautiously looked at Lia, who was pouring tea.
Her soft platinum blonde hair, smelling of jasmine, her translucent and clear skin that seemed to reveal blue veins. Her sapphire-like blue eyes and long eyelashes.
The more he consciously observed, the more he thought that when God created her, He must have been carefully measuring with a spoon but then accidentally knocked over the bag.
âAh, itâs nothing.â
When their eyes met, Lia smiled brightly.
âOh, you have a white hair here.â
Lia took a step closer, brushed Ascalâs hair, and picked out the white hair.
Itâs unbelievable.
Since the first moment he recalled his memory, he had never imagined that this would happen.
That terrifying tyrant, Yulia Barba, was personally plucking out his white hair.
If he were to phrase it as the title of a novel from his previous life, it feels like .
âTo be honest, Iâll say it.â
âIâm extremely happy. I feel a sense of purpose in life.â
However.
âThere are only 32 documents left to handle today. Iâll help you finish them quickly so we can leave together.â
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âDamn Crown Prince.â
He dumped all the work on the Evaluation Department. The problem was that âevaluationâ was a versatile term that could be applied to audits, inspections, personnel, and practically anything else.
Originally, it was just another pointless tax-wasting department, but it had turned into a jack-of-all-trades.
âTo think that he got me from the very start...â
After Elenia powered up Ascal, he made a fatal mistake.
Like a newbie who had just started going to the gym and suddenly went wild with a burst of adrenaline, he processed a weekâs worth of work at super speed.
That was a mistake.
The next day, the Crown Prince started sending a shipload of work.
That was manageable. He got through it.
The next day.
It doubled again.
Eventually, it reached the point where even Ascal in his awakened mode was struggling under the workload.
It was his own doing.
He could almost hear the Crown Princeâs voice.
âYouâre the only one who can be the next Prime Minister, Ascal!â
The Empireâs black ox, Bernstein.
The Empireâs white ox, Ascal.
âMoooooo!â
âCalm down.â
Lia, who was reviewing documents, approached and gently stroked Ascalâs chin.
âThere you go. Good boy.â
Ascal calmed down.
Despite everything, there was one consolation for Ascal.
****
âAppointment of personnel authority? What is this, Your Highness?â
âDo you know what that is, Ascal? The Empire is a very wicked nation. Whether the person likes it or not, if you use this, they will be forcibly attached to the state.â
ââ¦â¦It has the Emperorâs seal.â
âYes. Ascal! Gather the slaves, I mean talents! And assign them where theyâre needed! This is the privilege I bestow upon you.â
The Crown Prince knew how to use the carrot and the stick well.
In other words, he had given Ascal the recruiterâs privilege to conscript anyone into service during wartime.
Work conditions, location, duration. Everything was up to Ascalâs discretion.
From now on, anyone who crossed Ascal would become the stateâs ox and work diligently for life.
However.
.
.
.
âOnly 15 left now. At this rate, we might finish by dawn.â
The sun was setting.
âYou need an opportunity to use this thing...â
Was there no legal way to slack off?
At this rate, he might die of overwork before catching the ancient dragon.
Ascalâs eyes rolled around.
And finally, he found the perfect opportunity.
To Ascal Debrue,
Upon receiving this notice, you are required to immediately participate in military training. Please carefully review the following details and prepare accordingly.
Training Period: We apologize for the inconvenience to your duties, but the training will last for 10 days from the date of assembly.
Assembly Location: You must gather at Leonian Square, located west of the capital, within three days of receiving this notice.
Preparations: Prepare your own weapons and armor, along with any necessary personal items. Food supplies and basic fortification construction tools will be provided on-site.
Training Contents: Basic military training will include horseback riding, weapon handling, tactical understanding, fortification construction, and night patrol.
âThis is it!!!â
Lia frowned as she looked at the notice.
âDebrue, thatâs Ascal-nimâs former surname. Ascal, the current minister, is not obligated to participate in military training. Itâs another mistake by a lazy administrator.â
To instill discipline among the lax officials, the Crown Prince conducted periodic military training for officials.
It was easier to understand if you thought of it as a kind of reserve training.
Typically, receiving this notice would stress an official so much that theyâd immediately sprout white hair, but Ascal was different.
This was a golden opportunity to legally slack off for 10 days.
Heâd be a fool to miss it.
âLia, even a misdelivered notice is still a notice. If I donât follow it, how can I set an example for my people?â
Ascal spoke with an air of authority, as if possessed by Socrates.
âUnderstood. In that case, thereâs no choice.â
Surprisingly, Lia accepted it without protest. Though he felt a bit uneasy, Ascal decided to let it slide.
****
âAlright!â
Ascal packed his bags at home with unparalleled enthusiasm.
To avoid being recognized, he changed his hairstyle and dressed as shabbily as possible. He looked more like a beggar than a minister.
Everything was perfect.
Ascal headed to Leonian Square.
It felt like he was going on a picnic.
.
.
.
âAscal Debrue? This name is...â
âA common name. That personâs surname is Erindale. Do you really think heâd come here?â
âHmm... pass.â
The inspector, comparing Ascalâs face and the list, eventually let him through.
He truly was a capable official of the Empire.
As soon as he set foot in the square, he saw people who had arrived earlier.
They were all slumped in a corner, wearing armor.
âThis is already my third time... I feel like Iâm going to die every time I come.â
âThe food is so terrible. Last time, I almost broke a tooth biting into the bread.â
They were all lamenting the hardships of military training.
âYou think this is hard? After all the tough times Iâve been through, this feels like a picnic.â
Ascal sat down beside them.
The men looked at him warily.
âWho are you? Where are you from?â
âCall me Carl. Iâm from the Evaluation Department.â
âDamn, itâs the playground of the future prime minister. Iâm jealous.â
A Rank 9 Official of the Maritime Department, Charles, Spat Out a Thick Gob of Saliva.
âPlayground of the future prime minister? What do you mean by that?â
âEveryone knows your minister is going to be the next prime minister. That means the Evaluation Department officialsâ value will increase as well. After all, itâs the department where the prime minister came from.â
âWe low-level officials have to feed our families on a pittance, while you guys even get bonuses and vacations.â
âItâs enough to make you want to quit.â
The atmosphere grew tense.
Officials from the Maritime and Construction Departments stood up and menacingly surrounded Ascal.
âIs this your first time at military training, sir from the Evaluation Department?â
âIt is.â
âThe seniors will teach you a thing or two. Look forward to it.â
âHehe.â
Ascal nodded.
âThis already sounds fun. Iâll be looking forward to it.â
Charles squinted and cracked his knuckles.
âSeems you misunderstood. Youâre on our bad side nowâ¦â
****
Bam-ba-ra-ra-bamâââ
âHer Highness the Princess has arrived!â
âEveryone, kneel and show your respect! Itâs Her Highness Yulia Barba!â
âHer Highness herself will participate as an instructor in the military training to assist your training! Consider it an honor!â
Stepping down from the carriage was Lia.
Naturally, with her hair down and dressed in splendid yet practical attire for movement, Lia scanned the officials in the square with a solemn gaze.
It seemed she was searching for someone.
And as soon as she spotted Ascal kneeling, she smiled brightly.
âThe Princess smiled at me!â
âNo, it was me!â
Ascal, whose eyes met hers, closed his eyes in disbelief.
âNo wonder she let me go so easily.â
****
The mansion felt a bit lonely.
Without its owner, the mansion lacked its usual vibrancy.
The lone princess was left sitting in a chair, staring blankly at the desk.
Books such as âThe Theory of Love,â âWhen You Donât Know Yourself,â and âIs What Youâre Feeling Love?â lay scattered, half-read.
Sushia sighed.
âThat canât be... No, I must be mistaken. Iâll just go to the office tomorrow and sneak some snacks again. Yes. Iâm just excited from seeing something like that briefly.â
â â â The End of The Chapter â â â
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