The Place Where I Was Sold as a Slave Was the Imperial Palace

＜The successor of the Duke of Watoringu has been captured＞

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That night, the nanny seems to have taken some of Bhimama’s medicine. Unlike the other times when I couldn’t fall asleep due to moaning, I fell asleep as soon as I lay down.

‘As expected… it was unbearably painful.’

As the saying goes, people become attached to each other when they are together.

Feelings and emotions are a headache.

Make it impossible to pretend not to know.

‘…I can’t help it.’

In the deep dawn when everyone was asleep, Rudy, a bit hesitant, headed upstairs where the nanny was sleeping.

Unlike the one-room downstairs, the upstairs is divided into three spaces.

One was used as a warehouse to store various items such as fabrics and daily necessities. Items were piled up here and there in a poorly organized space.

The remaining two were small rooms, one for the nanny, and the other for Marie, who was originally empty.

The room the nanny uses is the entrance room close to the stairs.

Rudy quietly entered the room with his ink and pen.

The body of the nanny, who was old and did not bathe well, smelled. His teeth must have rotted so much, fu, fu, that he smelled bad every time he exhaled.

There was also a smell mixed with it, not just because of the dirt.

When a person gets old and gets sick, he rots from the inside out.

There are often articles in newspapers and news reports that dogs can detect their owner’s illness in advance by smell, but I wonder if it’s because they smell rotting inside their bodies. The smell that seeps into your breath or the pores of your skin, things like that.

Rudy once smelled it when his grandfather passed away.

At first, I didn’t know what it was, but after meeting a few more people before I died, I realized that it was the smell of rotting bodies.

Most of the smells of death Rudy encountered were from cancer. Some cancers smelled sweet, others smelled like rotting intestines.

Maybe the nanny has cancer too.

‘I don’t know if this will help.’

Rudy wrote the words detox and pain reliever on the soles of Nanny’s feet. The hope that the pain would be lessened even a little was put into the letter.

The next day, when Rudy returned from training, Nanny was straightening her back for the first time since they met.

It was the first time I saw a face without a frown. Nanny always wrinkled her forehead even when she laughed.

In the past, he may have been a lively and cheerful person who laughed a lot.

The nanny ran around frantically to stop Princess Lilitha from chasing bugs and mice.

Probably because of the painkiller effect.

We know that detoxing eliminates inflammation, but back pain isn’t just caused by inflammation. He said he was beaten by the empress before, so he probably suffered a bone injury.

Besides, from Rudy’s own experience, the detox took its time to get rid of the inflammation. If the long pain disappeared in such a short period of time, I can only think of it as the effect of painkillers.

And it’s probably a heart attack or cancer that eats away at her life.

The disease continues to progress inside her.

When Rudy saw the nanny picking up the briskly crawling princess, she hurried away.

“Nanny! You can’t move too much. Your back hurts.”

“hahahaha. what do you mean. i’m not sick are you okay.”

The nanny would be by Bhimama’s side all day, otherwise she would chase after Princess Lilitha.

At other times, I stayed awake until I was already asleep.

The nanny went upstairs only after telling Princess Lilitha about a legend from her motherland.

You’ve been in so much pain, you’ve only endured it with your bare body.

I thought so.

People living in this world might be enduring something.

Even if it looks like nothing from the outside, don’t belittle it. They grit their teeth every moment and live.

It was as if someone was whispering into Rudy’s heart.

*

When dawn came and he was left alone, Rudy decided to create a new creature with My Ink for the first time in a while.

It takes time to raise monsters.

If they just made it up without any sympathy, they risked doing things wrong without understanding human thinking.

The Phoenix was on the side of understanding Rudy’s thoughts from the beginning, but there were still some discrepancies.

Magic in this world is easy.

Without any special explanation, just writing [Capital] is a detailed implementation of magic.

It would also mean that the inherent quality is to some extent defined in words.

The phoenix itself is a sacred animal that does not harm humans, so there is a possibility that it was smarter than normal demonic creatures and sensitive to human emotions.

A man with a natural temperament may be difficult to deal with.

‘But are there any normal demon creatures?’

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Did someone else create a demonic creature?

It’s a bit frustrating not being able to openly ask about magic. If I get a chance, I want to meet someone else who uses magic.

Rudy thought for a moment, then shook his head.

It’s troublesome to meet a wizard and become hostile. If you make a mistake and meet a psychopath with great skills, you might be in for a terrible thing.

‘You must not forget that this world is not an easy place to live in. Anyway, what should I make?’

The one I made this time was for Princess Lilitha.

I thought I would do it a few times, but Princess Lilitha still chases mice and insects.

I thought it would be difficult to leave it unattended any longer, so I thought of making something that could interest the princess and protect her body at the same time.

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Dogs are loyal animals, but they are too big. It would be too much to stay hidden by the princess all the time.

‘The cat is…’

Rudy grunted and grimaced.

Small cats are small, but big ones are very big. The cat he had previously owned was a Korean Shorthair, common on the street, but quite large and heavy.

‘A little smaller one… well… Shall I make a rat?’

Princess Lilitha is chasing mice, so maybe that’s the best thing.

In reality, it has an image of being unclean, but if you make it into a demonic creature, that doesn’t matter. In addition, rats are alert and agile. It might be the best animal for a princess.

Rudy dipped a feather pen full of ink and wrote on the parchment.

‘I don’t know if they’ll even create cockroaches later.’

Rudy drew a circle and wrote [mouse]. Inside that circle, add some functions, including concealment.

[mouse implementation]

Speaking in Korean, a round object the size of Rudy’s fist popped out of the parchment into the air.

A transparent yellow thin thread began to gradually create a creature in the form of a mouse right in front of my eyes.

The space that seemed to draw the shape of a mouse with a pen is quickly filled with fine lines. A bean-sized heart was created, and thread-like blood vessels stretched around it to form internal organs and muscles.

“wow!”

While spitting exclamations involuntarily, the little mouse’s body was filled with internal organs, bones, and muscles.

The eyelids that had been drooping rose, revealing round eyes.

Blinking, I closed and opened my eyes a few times, and suddenly the mouse jumped into the air and did somersaults.

Then, suddenly, it rushed into Rudy’s body and started running on the skin.

From hand to arm, back to shoulder, top of head, back, back to hand to shoulder…

no mind at all

‘for a moment! wait a minute! Can you hear me?’

As Rudy spoke to his heart, the mouse hesitated.

Move your ears prickly. Even his thin beard seemed to tremble a little.

But it was only a moment, and it started moving quickly again and moving all over Rudy’s body.

I hear something, but I don’t understand what it means.

‘I can’t help it. For the time being, I’ll have to speak.’

It was the moment Rudy was about to open his mouth to speak.

Until then, the fire bird, which had been sitting quietly on the desk and watching, stuck out its neck all the way forward and bit the mouse.

The mouse, whose neck was tightly bitten, hung limply without making a sound.

I don’t know if he fainted, or was frightened, or whether it was an attitude of submission.

When the fire bird quietly put the mouse on the desk, it suddenly started to tremble as if it had been electrocuted.

The long tail is tucked between the legs.

It must have been frightening.

It’s like Tom and Jerry’s cat, Tom. But naming a mouse a cat would be a bad idea.

“Let’s say your name is Jerry.”

When Rudy spoke, the rat’s ears and tail suddenly stood up and moved vigorously.

The body also glows softly.

I thought that if I put a name on it, I might get more strength.

When Rudy saw the phoenix, his round eyes turned to Rudy with a friendly light.

“Firebird, take good care of Jerry. Get along well.”

Prisoner to prisoner, the phoenix cries silently. I couldn’t hear it with my ears, but I felt like a silver bell resonating in my brain.

‘Come to think of it, is the phoenix male or female?’

It seems that the ‘bong’ and ‘hwang’ of the phoenix mean male and female, respectively. Then, which one is this fantastic bird? I was a little curious.

From that day on, under the watchful eye of the firebird, Jerry the mouse stayed near Princess Lilitha.

The plan is that if the mouse appears and runs away when the princess is alone, the princess will chase after Jerry instead of the real mouse.

The director is the Phoenix, and the mouse is Jerry and the Princess.

It remains to be seen if that will go well.

A few days later, the princess could be seen walking around the mansion screaming.

No one knows why, but occasionally small sparks were seen in the dark corner of the room.

that would be, yes, that’s it.

It seems to be going well as planned.

The exhausted princess went to bed a little earlier at night, and Rudy felt a little better.

Calm time passed, and the snow began to melt before I knew it.

Slave Marie had become completely responsible for the housekeeping of the mansion. He is much more skilled than Rudy at cooking and repairing the house.

She could also work in the fields. Commoners said they knew how to do most things because most women also worked in the fields.

Thanks to her, Rudy was able to focus more on his early morning training and evening magic research.

According to Marie, if you are thinking of growing something to eat in the mansion, now is the time to plow the land.

The only people who could work were Marie and Rudy.

The nanny said she still didn’t have back pain and was willing to do anything, but it wouldn’t be good to stoop to work.

Little by little each day, Marie pounded the ground with her hoe and pickaxe, and Rudy picked out a large stone.

Weeds started to grow again in the garden, which had been desolate for a while.

When the weeds start to grow, the mansion is quickly covered with large grass that can’t be touched.

The weeds are eaten by goats, but it is difficult to spread seeds and invade the place where vegetables are grown.

Rudy diligently plucked the sprouting weeds whenever he had time while choosing stones.

*

It was around the time the early spring flowers began to bloom in the mansion.

Early morning training as usual, followed by Boris serving fruit drinks and food.

Usually it’s meat and bread, but today it looks like a sandwich for some reason.

There was flat meat between the bread.

Because the specifications were missing from Levin, Rudy quickly picked them up before they were taken away as well.

After taking a big bite, he said as if he remembered Boris.

“I heard last night that the heir to the Duke of Watoringu in Dicoquaria has been captured.”

“…!”

I was so shocked that the food in my mouth fell to the floor.

I couldn’t manage my expression as usual.

Boris grinned.

“From what I’ve heard, she has really jet black hair.”

Levin asked as he stuffed the sandwich into his mouth.

“…Have you ever met the Corea Dynasty? I haven’t seen one yet. I heard that a sorcerer from the Corea Dynasty regularly visits the imperial palace, but I can’t even see someone like me.”

Taking advantage of Rudy’s dazed moment, Levin quickly took the rest of the sandwich.

But I didn’t think to stop it.

‘Uh… that’s strange… wasn’t I the heir to the Duke of Watoring?’

Confusing.

Could it be that he was a twin or had two heirs? No, maybe Rudy was just a being exposed to hide the real thing.

‘But there were definitely memories of the duke and mother.’

The reason why it can’t be said that the captured successor is fake is because only a few memories of him remain.

After escaping from the duchy, Rudy regained some memories, but none of them presumed to be 2 years old.

not even one.

At first, it would be strange to say that he had no memories due to the confusion of having regained memories of his previous life. It was as if someone had wiped it clean.

“…”

Rudy could not hide the turmoil in his heart, even though he knew that Boris was staring at him.

Who is the heir to the captured duke? and···.

‘Who the hell am I?’

＜ The successor of the Duke of Watoringu has been captured ＞ End