The Villain Wants to Live

Chapter 140: Training (1)

Sophien was staring at the Emperor’s Speech.

“…”

There was only silence as the gaze of the faithful Emperor scanned all the sentences thoroughly. It was different from the past when she read a little bit and then gave up and grew annoyed. The Emperor’s sudden change was very embarrassing to the ministers, especially true for Romelock and Kruhan, who led the two major political factions.

“…”

“…”

They exchanged glances without a word. Since the indolent Sophien had never been interested in politics and internal affairs, they thought that even if she couldn’t become a wise Emperor, a politics of harmony by the priesthood would be possible.

“I will amend the first sentence of this speech.”

“…Ahem. The s-speech?”

This Majesty was very self-centered. Her unwillingness to listen to the ministers and her readiness to even modify this speech was the clear trait of a tyrant.

“Yes.”

“Your Majesty, there are no problems with the speech. This is a sentence written together by Kruhan and myself.”

The sixty-year-old Romelock bowed his head alongside Kruhan. Now their two opposing parties had formed a temporary alliance.

“Yes. That’s right. A very important speech in which all the ministers came together-“

“No.”

Sophien cut them off. Then she pointed to the first sentence.

“Do I need to mention the names of the countries of the continent one by one?”

The first sentence of the speech began by referring to the eight countries of the continent. Leok was first, and Yuren last.

“Just change it to the eight countries.”

At first glance, it was easy to mistake it for a formal speech, but the issue was the order. Which country’s name comes first from the Emperor’s mouth? Even a single word could prove an important diplomatic issue for the continent.

“You can’t, Your Majesty. I beg your kindness. This is the result of the history and diplomacy handed down from the last Emperor.”

“We beg your kindness!”

The cries of the ministers echoed through the hall. Sophien rested her fingers against her temples and shook her head.

“Enough. I’m not bound by the past. I will correct the first sentence, so you know.”

“I beg-“

“Anyway!”

The Emperor stood with grounding. The ministers lowered their eyes at the sudden sharp aura projecting from her.

“I’ll do what I want. This is the end of my morning schedule.”

She walked to her bed. Belatedly, they said, ‘You can’t —!’ but she didn’t pay them attention.

“…Scum.”

So, as soon as she returned to the Imperial Palace, she threw away the speech.

“How much gold was put on this one speech? How much money did they get to write a single sentence?”

Every country on the continent, large or small, bribes the Empire. It wasn’t wrong to say that it was a tribute, but the problem was that more than 70% of it was concentrated on the officials of the political world. That was thanks to the gentle nature of the last Emperor Crebaim.

“That money now belongs to me.”

However, Sophien’s speech this time would be a message to the continent. The bribes you paid to the ministers are no longer of use, so now focus your efforts on the Imperial family. Of course, there were many other parts of the speech that she didn’t like, but if she were too uncooperative, they might respond smartly. It was also important to reduce how much they tried to use their heads.

So, if she didn’t want to be bothered, it was right to pretend to be an impromptu and arrogant Emperor.

“Politics is so annoying.”

Sophien, lying on the bed, suffered from boredom again. Laying blankly, she recalled all her memories of her daily life. Hundreds of years were spent repeating her death and regression. During those days, Deculein was with her, giving up his life. But these days, Sophien was burdened with his hidden feelings.

That sincerity was always uncomfortable.

“…Perhaps.”

Sophien didn’t know Deculein’s intention for not saving Julie. At least rational reasoning was impossible, but that still left emotional speculation.

“He must have left his woman and…”

Sophien couldn’t tell at all. The principle of human emotions was a madness that she hadn’t yet mastered; no, it was forever impossible. Deculein was such a well-hidden guy.

“Hmm…”

Sophien raised her head from the end of the bed and looked at the Snow Globe. It was still snowing inside.

“Keiron, you must not know either.”

A man who lived his whole life alone. An old bachelor who didn’t know women.

“I wish he didn’t bother with me too much…”

Sophien looked at herself in the mirror. Certainly, she was extremely beautiful. It was a fact that anyone on the continent would admit.

“Tsk.”

Even this beauty annoyed her. Sophien clicked her tongue and pulled out a folio connected to her old teaching knight, Julie.

“I don’t know what will happen.”

She felt pity for Julie, who resembled Keiron. There was also a little bit of guilt that she stole what was hers. So, when the situation was settled, she planned to make her return to the imperial palace…