Is this why Persilion's suddenly disappeared in the second half of the novel?
What is this? Was it supposed to be like this?!
I lamented that the author left no possibility of the ship between Princess Cheryl and Emperor Persillion sailing, but you couldn't show up just because you became a little boy?!
I wanted to shout at the original author to come out immediately because it totally felt unfair, but this is not the right time to do that. In the meantime, my eyes began to shake like a belly dancer..1
Even then, the Emperor still looked at me. He put one arm on the chair and the other on his chin, which clearly portraits his arrogance, but the problem was that he looked cute.
Persilion was clearly a handsome man as portrayed in the novel.
But his little version was really fatally cute.1
"You don't know?"
And in another sense, it was deadly.
Persilion pointed at me with his small hand and commanded, and the knight standing next to him immediately pulled the sword out of his scabbard.
I shouted, inhaling my breath.
"Oh, no, no, no!"
"No?"
"I'll figure out right now how to get rid of Your Majesty's curse! Just give me some time!"
At my urgent cry, Persilion stopped the guard and reached out one hand.
I was puzzled as to why he lifted his fingers and soon found signing the number five.
Oh, you mean time?
As soon as I thought, "Five weeks? Five days? Five hours?" Persillion folded his thumb1
Five seconds!
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!"
In the meantime, it was reduced to three. I screamed and uttered words right away.
When a human being is in danger, their instinct to survive is maximized, and their unexpected wit spills out.
"You have to stay with me!"
"......What?"
"I can't figure out exactly what the terrible accident happened to your Majesty right now, but it's probably a curse! I can tell with the power of my prophecy is what it truly is but I can only find the clues of the curse only when I'm next to you!"
"Curse... How did you know it was a curse?"1
Persilion's eyes narrowed when I tried calling it a curse, but fortunately it truly seemed to be a curse so he has no reason to believe I'm lying.
He recognized it in his own way and listened to my story, whether he had concluded that it was a curse or not, and I emphasized in front of him why I had to "live" next to him.
"There is a very devious group of men who seek you!"
".....The recent movement of the aristocracy faction is suspicious, Your Majesty."
Just in time, the guard next to me gave me strength. Although he was a determined man who didn't even respond to my elegant full name a little while ago, he continued to talk rather bluntly, raising my respect for him.
“You have to stay with me until you finally can break the curse from the wicked crowd. It takes days, so the exact duration is unknown, but you have to keep me alive. The harder it is to solve, the nearer the solution is. Only by looking I can find the answer!"1
"Didn't you hear rumors about the Prophet Leafy and called me? Your Majesty's situation is deemed urgent enough to find a street Prophet. If your Majesty had any problems, he would've already visited the palace first or at least the priests of the temple but he called me with the as a way of catching straws* because he could not solve the situation."2
(T/N : To make a desperate attempt at a bad situation.)
I peeked at Persilion's eyes, which continued to become fiercer as I continued.
My heart skipped a beat when he made a face looking like a baby at the topic in hand. As expected, tyrants are different from normal.
In the meantime, Persilion tapped his fingers on the chair. Perhaps all my predictions were correct.
I opened my mouth with a grim look at the thought of taking the decisive blow.
“In fact…… I know what you did with your Majesty, Princess Cheryl, a month ago.”
"What?"
“When Princess Cheryl got on the boat going to the Alliance Kingdom Envoy, you gave her a red bracelet in the cabin in secret even though there was an imperial event. And the Princess gave your Majesty a cuff button as a gift. I knew it earlier, but as a lowly Prophet I couldn't just blabber about your Majesty's private life, so I kept it a secret!"1
This was a very secret meeting between Emperor Persillion and Princess Cheryl.
Only the guard next to the emperor would know that he went into hiding, and there is no way he would ever leak out of the cabin what gifts he exchanged.
This is because the Persilion's cherished the cufflinks so much that he couldn't even use them, so he just kept them.
I remembered exactly this was my favorite episode in the novel. I even knew the conversation.
"Princess Cheryl received a red flower bracelet and said it resembled the eye color of the Emperor. And your majesty said..."
"That's enough."
Persilion cut me off. Hey, don't be shy. I can't help but memorize that chapter because I'm a person who once shouted "Persicyl! Set sail."1
Because it's a rare scene between the two and even the last scene together.
Since then, I have been distressed that the two have not met for a while, but I never imagined that the Emperor was cursed.
Suddenly saddened by the unexpected story, Persilion looked down at me.
There was still a subtle suspicion on his face, but at the same time, he was curious about how I know even the conversation they had.
"You know the scene as clearly as you've seen it."
"Yes, indeed, most of my prophecies are from the scenes that pops into my head!"
Persilion smiled lightly at my words. Looking at that smile, I was confident that I would survive. If you won't let me survive hen what's the reason of laughing like that?!
As my expression grew more and more filled with joy, he called me.
"......Yes, yes! Your Majesty's solution is here!"
"Then what do you see in the future when you survive and I return to my original self?"
"That's, uh, not yet...."
"Not yet?"
"I can't see anything about it just yet. It's all Black"+
Persilion grinned. "If you take a long time to see the scene, your future will also turn Black."
Is this why Persilion's suddenly disappeared in the second half of the novel?
What is this? Was it supposed to be like this?!
I lamented that the author left no possibility of the ship between Princess Cheryl and Emperor Persillion sailing, but you couldn't show up just because you became a little boy?!
I wanted to shout at the original author to come out immediately because it totally felt unfair, but this is not the right time to do that. In the meantime, my eyes began to shake like a belly dancer..1
Even then, the Emperor still looked at me. He put one arm on the chair and the other on his chin, which clearly portraits his arrogance, but the problem was that he looked cute.
Persilion was clearly a handsome man as portrayed in the novel.
But his little version was really fatally cute.1
"You don't know?"
And in another sense, it was deadly.
Persilion pointed at me with his small hand and commanded, and the knight standing next to him immediately pulled the sword out of his scabbard.
I shouted, inhaling my breath.
"Oh, no, no, no!"
"No?"
"I'll figure out right now how to get rid of Your Majesty's curse! Just give me some time!"
At my urgent cry, Persilion stopped the guard and reached out one hand.
I was puzzled as to why he lifted his fingers and soon found signing the number five.
Oh, you mean time?
As soon as I thought, "Five weeks? Five days? Five hours?" Persillion folded his thumb1
Five seconds!
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!"
In the meantime, it was reduced to three. I screamed and uttered words right away.
When a human being is in danger, their instinct to survive is maximized, and their unexpected wit spills out.
"You have to stay with me!"
"......What?"
"I can't figure out exactly what the terrible accident happened to your Majesty right now, but it's probably a curse! I can tell with the power of my prophecy is what it truly is but I can only find the clues of the curse only when I'm next to you!"
"Curse... How did you know it was a curse?"1
Persilion's eyes narrowed when I tried calling it a curse, but fortunately it truly seemed to be a curse so he has no reason to believe I'm lying.
He recognized it in his own way and listened to my story, whether he had concluded that it was a curse or not, and I emphasized in front of him why I had to "live" next to him.
"There is a very devious group of men who seek you!"
".....The recent movement of the aristocracy faction is suspicious, Your Majesty."
Just in time, the guard next to me gave me strength. Although he was a determined man who didn't even respond to my elegant full name a little while ago, he continued to talk rather bluntly, raising my respect for him.
“You have to stay with me until you finally can break the curse from the wicked crowd. It takes days, so the exact duration is unknown, but you have to keep me alive. The harder it is to solve, the nearer the solution is. Only by looking I can find the answer!"1
"Didn't you hear rumors about the Prophet Leafy and called me? Your Majesty's situation is deemed urgent enough to find a street Prophet. If your Majesty had any problems, he would've already visited the palace first or at least the priests of the temple but he called me with the as a way of catching straws* because he could not solve the situation."2
(T/N : To make a desperate attempt at a bad situation.)
I peeked at Persilion's eyes, which continued to become fiercer as I continued.
My heart skipped a beat when he made a face looking like a baby at the topic in hand. As expected, tyrants are different from normal.
In the meantime, Persilion tapped his fingers on the chair. Perhaps all my predictions were correct.
I opened my mouth with a grim look at the thought of taking the decisive blow.
“In fact…… I know what you did with your Majesty, Princess Cheryl, a month ago.”
"What?"
“When Princess Cheryl got on the boat going to the Alliance Kingdom Envoy, you gave her a red bracelet in the cabin in secret even though there was an imperial event. And the Princess gave your Majesty a cuff button as a gift. I knew it earlier, but as a lowly Prophet I couldn't just blabber about your Majesty's private life, so I kept it a secret!"1
This was a very secret meeting between Emperor Persillion and Princess Cheryl.
Only the guard next to the emperor would know that he went into hiding, and there is no way he would ever leak out of the cabin what gifts he exchanged.
This is because the Persilion's cherished the cufflinks so much that he couldn't even use them, so he just kept them.
I remembered exactly this was my favorite episode in the novel. I even knew the conversation.
"Princess Cheryl received a red flower bracelet and said it resembled the eye color of the Emperor. And your majesty said..."
"That's enough."
Persilion cut me off. Hey, don't be shy. I can't help but memorize that chapter because I'm a person who once shouted "Persicyl! Set sail."1
Because it's a rare scene between the two and even the last scene together.
Since then, I have been distressed that the two have not met for a while, but I never imagined that the Emperor was cursed.
Suddenly saddened by the unexpected story, Persilion looked down at me.
There was still a subtle suspicion on his face, but at the same time, he was curious about how I know even the conversation they had.
"You know the scene as clearly as you've seen it."
"Yes, indeed, most of my prophecies are from the scenes that pops into my head!"
Persilion smiled lightly at my words. Looking at that smile, I was confident that I would survive. If you won't let me survive hen what's the reason of laughing like that?!
As my expression grew more and more filled with joy, he called me.
"......Yes, yes! Your Majesty's solution is here!"
"Then what do you see in the future when you survive and I return to my original self?"
"That's, uh, not yet...."
"Not yet?"
"I can't see anything about it just yet. It's all Black"+
Persilion grinned. "If you take a long time to see the scene, your future will also turn Black."
