I Became the Tyrant’s Servant - Chapter 27

 

 

I slowly flipped the cover of the book.

 

<A History of Sailing and Storms> was a very interesting book, but I didn’t start reading it because I was interested in trade.

 

“I have no particular interest in it. I just want to be of help to His Majesty, so I want to learn many fields.”

 

It was when I couldn’t sleep until late at night, and in my office, I was flipping through maps of the Countess of Linoa’s shores.

 

Bang bang!

 

Someone knocked on the door and shouted urgently.

 

“Duke! Your Majesty is calling!”

 

This late at night?

 

Her eyes frowned, but she couldn’t keep the emperor waiting, so she hurriedly tucked her arms into her jacket.

 

“Is something wrong?”

 

I questioned the servant standing outside the door, but the servant only trembled.

 

“Sorry, I’m sorry. I was only told to call the duke immediately.”

 

I hastened my steps.

 

When the attendant in front of me led me to the Emperor’s bedroom, I stopped.

 

Late night.

 

The bedroom, not the parlor.

 

An emperor who is rumored to be promiscuous.

 

Thanks to my experience, I was sure that Cardan wouldn’t touch me, but what kind of scenery awaits me beyond this door now is another matter.

 

“Your Majesty, I have brought the Duke of Baloa.”

 

But before it even dried, the servant knocked on the door steadily.

 

“Listen.”

 

As the door opened, I had to suppress my instinct to close my eyes.

 

Fortunately, there was no flesh-colored feast I was afraid of.

 

Cardan was sipping his drink alone.

 

I looked around the bedroom, but the poorly dressed woman she’s expecting did not come out.

 

“It’s free.”

 

Lying on the bed in his comfy robe, Cardan motioned for me to come closer.

 

As he lowered his hand, his loosely draped gown slid down, revealing his muscular body, as if carved out of marble.

 

I took one step closer to the Emperor.

 

I had to work hard not to let my gaze go down to his abs, which draws perfect curves involuntarily.

 

“Closer.”

 

As I got one step closer, I was just a foot away from the bed.

 

Cartan’s blood-red eyes languidly glanced at me from top to bottom.

 

Without realizing it, I swallowed my saliva.

 

“You must appease my boredom.”

 

I paused for a moment.

 

Numerous scenes of red scabs from the original flashed through my mind.

 

Fortunately, I immediately regained my sanity.

 

From my past experience, it was clear that there was no reason for him to have any interest in me.

 

That means…

 

‘It sounds like he wants to pour him a drink.’

 

I nodded inwardly, scanning for useful equipment.

 

Champagne, whiskey, beer, wine, assorted glasses.

 

It wasn’t a familiar drink, but if you drink cheap soju or high-quality alcohol, you’ll get drunk.

 

“Leave it to me, Your Majesty.”

 

I immediately started setting the glasses.

 

“I will lightly erase your boredom with a glass of alcohol.”

 

After arranging several large glasses in a row, shake the beer bottle slightly and wet the glasses with beer foam.

 

“Whiskey can’t be left out.”

 

Between the large cups, a small cup was placed narrowly as if wrapped around the Trump Tower.

 

Then she turned the whiskey bottle with a dazzling gesture. It was a lot bigger than a soju bottle, so the wrist snap didn’t come out as much as I wanted, but it was worth looking at.

 

“I will show my devotion to Your Majesty.”

 

I don’t want to disappoint the guy who only knows alcohol and women.

 

I smiled and filled a small glass full of whiskey.

 

“Now, if you just pour champagne… .”

 

Finally, she picked up the champagne, blocked the lid with her thumb, and shook it vigorously.

 

And as soon as she lifted her thumb…

 

Puck! Champagne spurted out like a fountain with a cool sound.

 

Aiming the champagne stream to hit the small glasses, the glasses fell into the beer glasses one after the other.

 

“It’s done.”

 

I sighed inwardly as I politely offered the first cup to the Emperor.

 

My skills haven’t rusted yet.

 

It was a skill she had learned to survive in a dinner party with a body that was rubbish in alcohol in her previous life.

 

I was worried because I had never done it with such an expensive drink, but when I tried it, it felt snug in my hand.

 

If it was a bombshell show like this, would that bad-tempered bastard be satisfied?

 

However, no matter how much I waited, Cardan did not take the cup I held out.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

Rather, only the eerie voice fall over her head.

 

I hesitated and put down the drink.

 

“To appease your boredom, I rolled up the bomb wine specially developed for His Majesty.”

 

The more she spoke, the more Cardan’s face hardened.

 

It didn’t seem like there was anything that could be relieved by alcohol.

 

I swallowed my saliva.

 

He’s a person who never knows what he wants.

 

As she was about to step back, Cardan frowned and clicked his tongue slightly.

 

“I meant to have a drink. You’ve made some weird drinks.”

 

The change of attitude was quick.

 

“It is an honor to be able to have a drink with His Majesty!”

 

I raised the glass.

 

“I will give you a line of congratulations to Your Majesty’s greatness.”

 

Cardan’s expression rotted away at once.

 

“Don’t even open your mouth.”

 

I quietly shut my mouth.

 

Cardan glanced suspiciously at my bombshell drink, then picked up a new glass and poured the wine.

 

“You drink all that weird thing.”

 

I paused.

 

From beer to whiskey shots to champagne froth.

 

Based on the amount of alcohol consumed in a past life, one cup of that would require gastric lavage at the hospital.

 

Of course, the Duke of Baloa might have different constitutions, but the fact that it was strong alcohol did not change.

 

“Why don’t you drink up?”

 

But Cardan urged me, and I had no choice but to quickly bring the glass to my mouth.

 

“I will be grateful for the wine that Your Majesty gave me.”

 

While I was fussing, I sipped only a sip of alcohol.

 

As I lowered my glass, Cardan’s eyebrows twitched.

 

“Doesn’t alcohol suit the Duke’s taste? Anyone who sees it might think you’re refusing to drink.”

 

I waved my hand as Cardan’s red lips rose crookedly.

 

“No, that’s not it at all. I stopped as I was thinking that I should cherish this precious thing that His Majesty bestowed me with my own hands… … … … .”

 

I hurriedly poured the drink into my mouth. The pungent smell of alcohol lingered in her mouth.

 

My head was spinning, but it was still bearable.

 

“Okay. I hope you listen to it a lot”

 

Cardan tilted his head towards the rest of the bombshell.

 

Against his tenacious gaze, I had no choice but to close my eyes tightly and shoot one-shot until the next time.

 

Somehow, it seemed that Cardan’s scorn had deepened.

 

“It’s an expensive drink, so you should drink it all.”

 

“Yes…”

 

I struggled to lift the next glass.

 

I felt sick to my stomach because I tried to drink three cups in a row on an empty stomach.

 

But, without crying, she drank the alcohol until the last drop.

 

Why did I make five cups? I was resentful at myself from  a while ago.

 

Cardan, on the other hand, only swung the wine glass round and round, and didn’t even drink alcohol.

 

“I don’t like the taste of alcohol, and I have no pleasure in life these days.”

 

He seemed overly happy for a person without pleasure in life, but she did not dare point it out.

 

Cardan sighed a little, and then he dumped his wine into the rest of the bombshell.

 

Her cursing almost came out, but she couldn’t do anything but clench her fists.

 

Cardan handed me a bottle of wine carefully.

 

“I want to go to Eleanor today.”

 

I stiffened my body.

 

“Tell me about Eleanor after a long time.”

 

I tilted my glass again to buy time.

 

After pouring the bomb liquor down to the last drop, I couldn’t wait any longer.

 

“Are you talking about Eleanor?”

 

“Yes.”

 

The red eyes staring at me seemed to twinkle like the eyes of a viper.

 

“She’s a beautiful person.”

 

I tried to say only what was in the portrait as much as possible.

 

“She has light brown hair, brown eyes, a gentle impression and a good heart.”

 

But the words soon ran out.

 

“I want to see her today too…”

 

I pretended not to be able to speak because of tears and eagerly dabbed the corners of my eyes.

 

Cardan handed me the last bombshell.

 

I couldn’t think of anything else to say, so I hurriedly took the glass and drank it.

 

As I passed the last sip, the smell of alcohol permeated my nostrils and everything became hazy.

 

It was a really weird feeling.

 

My heart beats insanely fast, and everything around me slows down.

 

The world seemed so slow.

 

The image of Cardan leaning his upper body toward me.

 

The front of the gown is wide enough to show his tight abs.

 

A firm hand grabbing my chin.

 

Her eyes slowly unfocused, and her breathing became heavy.

 

The grip force that slowly tightened at the tip of my chin was only faintly felt.

 

“You know.”

 

A low-pitched voice crept into my head, which kept getting hazy.

 

“You know. Where is Eleanor?”

 

I struggled.

 

I had to figure out who Eleanor was and what the Duke of Baloa knew. But she couldn’t figure out anything about Eleanor.

 

“You know.”

 

A voice full of confidence.

 

Red eyes that seem to burn me.

 

For some reason, in a strange feeling that I should not let this man down, I unknowingly nodded his head.

 

“Yeah, that’s right. I know.”

 

A hand on my chin came down my shoulder, but I still felt nothing.

 

It wasn’t just a touch.

 

My vision was gradually blurring, and the low voice that was ringing in my ears was muffled, as if submerged in water.

 

“Where………. Say it……… Damn it…..…”