Chapter 81

Robbie ordered with a stern face.

[ Magic potion in the tea. ]

[ Is this the tea that Lady Dsev drinks? ]

Robbie sighed as Fizz asked puzzledly.

[ …It’s Ejed’s. It’s the black tea that His Majesty drinks. ]

Why would he put his hand in His Majesty’s tea instead of the Lady’s?

Fizz didn’t understand, but he worked hard. There was no way a messenger of the gods could do anything that would harm the emperor.

Fizz, carrying out Robbie’s orders, hurried to visit him.

“Robbie! I’m here to report!”

“Yes. Good work.”

After giving a rough answer, Robbie turned around and walked out of the hallway. Fizz followed him and asked tenaciously.

“Are you really okay with this? If His Majesty takes the potion and his health deteriorates…”

“He’s fine. He is not destined to die today.”

“…”

Robbie smiled brightly like the bright sunlight coming down the hallway.

“I know the settings that God likes best.”

*

The drink they enjoyed drinking was always the same. Today, Ejed’s was tea, and Annie’s was coffee.

Tak.

The attendant, who put the teacup down on the table, quietly retreated.

As the door closed, Annie said with a calm face.

“As I said before. I think my practical role is over. Depending on the situation, I think it should be enough just to give you advice.”

“…”

“It would be a disappointment if I blindly followed you, and then she saw me. She will likely be offended.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

In response, Ejed was conscious of the pocket of his royal blue uniform. Protecting the ring box that he couldn’t convey at that time.

‘…As Annie said, love is all about timing.’

If you missed that moment, there was no guarantee that it would come again. That’s what Ejed knew better than anyone.

She’s the one who he has been in love with for seven years.

‘Even if I give you the ring later… let’s confess the truth before it’s too late.’

At that moment, Ejed’s eyes became blurred.

‘…What?’

He frowned and put his hand on his forehead. Was it because of the tension? No, it was just that the pain was severe.

He had a terrible headache in an instant. Ejed let out a trembling breath without realizing it.

“Your Majesty, are you okay?”

“…No problem.”

Has he ever been in so much pain in his life? Ejed bit his lip so tight that it bled, trying to hold back the pain.

Still, the pain did not stop easily. He was in more severe pain than being cut by a sword.

Annie got up abruptly as if she felt something unusual.

“Your Majesty, wait a minute. I’ll call a doctor. Cold sweats…”

“No, wait.”

“…”

“Wait. I will get some fresh air.”

Every word he spoke was like a thorn in his throat. Having managed to get up, Ejed hurriedly left the reception room.

He didn’t want to be with Annie as he didn’t want her to worry.

‘…I need to take some medicine.’

Ejed hurried to the temple. Fortunately, there are no servants around.

Had they found him, they would have struggled with fear since his face was stiffer than usual.

With a bitter smile, Ejed frowned and struggled. But after a while, his vision darkened.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead and wetted his hair.

“Ha… Ha…”

Placing one hand on the hallway wall, he groaned at the pain, thinking of Annie.

“Miss… An…nie…”

No. If the day ended like this helplessly, what happened after that would be the same as before.

Ejed tried to move his legs by force.

‘I have to go to Miss Annie… To tell the truth…’

Thud.

As Ejed fell, someone rushed to him. It was the sound of two footsteps.

“Lord Robbie! His Majesty…”

“Hey, shut up. Blanket.”

Robbie, who had held the unconscious Ejed in his arms, was handed a blanket by Fizz.

Fizz’s mouth, watching anxiously, opened.

“My, my God…”

Ejed’s figure wrapped in a blanket shone, and his body began to shrink little by little.

As he rubbed his eyes, he only turned into a younger child.

‘His Majesty, because of me…’

Fizz asked, half-crying.

“What’s going to happen to His Majesty?”

“What? After all, he’s a kid who’ll be locked up in his room to work even if he’s like this. It won’t matter seeing the government affairs in the office.”

“Not that! His Majesty’s condition is….”

“Bastard, what is that question? Am I going to hurt His Majesty? Shut up and follow me. Don’t make a fuss.”

Robbie was not comfortable with that answer either.

Robbie, who frowned for nothing, looked down at the sleeping child in his arms.

It’s by the Porcaus Magic Society. He only fed Ejed one magic potion, and now it feels like he’s eight years old.

[Robbie, what are you doing?! ]

[Hey, you bastard. Is that how you talk to your brother? ]

[Ugh, sorry. ]

[What are you upset about? Who else saw you and ran away? Huh? ]

[Oh no! Just…]

When did such a small and delicate child grow so big?

Robbie murmured, tightening the arm that was holding Ejed.

“I’m sorry, but this is the best.”

*