Chapter 202: Imperial Family and Guards (2)

Chapter 202: Imperial Family and Guards (2) The lips of the two people, who were lusting after each other as if they were going to eat each other, slowly parted.

At a time when the sun was still high in the sky, a silver thread shining brightly in the sunlight stretched out for a long time and suddenly broke.

Barnes made eye contact with T. Royce at a distance where her breath was barely touching his mouth.

Unfocused eyes, blank, flushed cheeks, heavy breathing... The Empress's usual solemn appearance was a relaxed look that was unimaginable.

If you push her down like this, she will probably pretend not to win and open her legs.

But that wasn't to be the case.

Now was the time to be patient in order to train T-Rois into a female of Vans' taste.

Barnes slowly withdrew her head, pinching and releasing both of T. Royce's nipples one last time.

"Aang? ... Ah!"

It was only when she let out a moan without resistance as the intense pleasure pierced her chest that Lois came to her senses.

Barnes took out her handkerchief and wiped away the traces of the passionate kiss left on the corner of T. Royce's mouth, and she took a step back.

"It's almost time for a break. It's time to get back to work."

"Ahhh... Yes. Thank you."

Her feverish head continued to yearn for the man, but the emperor's superior reason understood Barnes' actions.

The sexual treatment we shared before... No, stress relief contract.

Barnes clearly said, 'When the situation calls for it,' and T-Royce agreed.

Not only did she agree, but if there were no such conditions, Tyrois would not have given her nod, no matter how much she was being harassed by Barnes.

Because she was that kind of woman.

Therefore, it was a natural part of the contract for Barnes to only use it during breaks and not during work hours, and it could be said that he was faithfully fulfilling his contract.

But still, the sad feeling doesn't go away...

Lois had to try to focus again on her work as she rubbed her thighs together.

Barnes was watching T. Royce like that with a sinister smile on his face.

Barnes' primary goal was to accurately keep the contract and make Tyrus think that the contract was made with mutual agreement.

Although it is said that Tyrois agreed when signing the contract, considering the situation at the time, it was a contract that was no different from a threat.

And from the beginning, Tyrus was the absolute best in this relationship.

Tyrois said that there was no dick like Barnes, but that doesn't mean there's anyone else like Barnes.

Of course, since Barnes has the ability to "Customize dick," It won't be easy to find another man as good as Barnes.

However, he is not so irreplaceable that the emperor of the empire cannot find him even if he sincerely searches for him.

Barnes evaluated himself that way.

So, he was careful not to get too presumptuous and end up saying, 'Let's pretend that last promise never happened.'

In this way, the emperor subconsciously wanted to make the illusion that the contract was equal and that he was in control.

Even now, it is true that we can control it in the sense that the contract is being kept well.

However, if you look at the inside, the contract itself was an extremely unfair contract in that Barnes would use Tyrois' body whenever he wanted.

Therefore, one of Barnes' goals is achieved just by T. Royce not touching the terms of the contract, thinking, 'Because I can control it at any time.'

Even now, even though Barnes took Tyrus' lips and massaged her breasts without permission, Tyrus did not protest.

Instead, he held out his chest to be touched more.

It was proof that everything was going according to Barnes' plan.

And the second goal was still in progress.

Making Tyrus break the contract on his own.

At first, Barnes touched his body during breaks, but when the time came, T. Royce pushed Barnes away first.

But now, I am so engrossed in pleasure that I have to come to my senses only when Barnes points it out.

If I continue teaching like this a little longer... Tyrois will come first even though it's work time.

That was Vans' ultimate goal.

A workaholic emperor who prioritizes work above all else.

If T. Royce craves Barnes' dick more than work, then he can truly become an irreplaceable man.

On the day when T. Royce was trained by Barnes, he might have literally been able to control the empire with just his dick, but no matter how successful he was, Barnes, who was fundamentally a safety-first person, had no intention of going that far.

'If you get too greedy and go against your will, your hair will fly away.'

Bribery, embezzlement, various types of corruption... When you work at the imperial palace, you are tired of hearing stories of people who were caught for being vainly greedy.

And what happened to their end.

Barnes, who didn't want to end up like them, decided to be content with just enjoying the body of the emperor, a woman he couldn't normally make eye contact with.

Of course, since it meant that he would be satisfied with his body and refuse the position of being able to suck all kinds of honey behind the emperor's back, he planned to use his body without mercy.

"... ?"

Tyrois shuddered for a moment from the sudden chill.

'Is the window even open?'

She looked back, but the window was still closed.

The only one behind Tyrus was Barnes, the guard.

"Why are you doing that?"

"No. Something... "

It wasn't clear, but he couldn't keep wasting time when he couldn't feel anything right away, so Tyrois tilted his head and concentrated on his work again.

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The emperor's routine is simple.

Repeat work, meal, and sleep.

Sometimes things change slightly when there are events or ceremonies that the emperor must attend, but basically, the emperor literally just ate and did his work.

If he were an ordinary person, they would have tried to stop him by saying that working too hard and not exercising could be a problem for his health, but his opponent was one of the strongest men in the empire.

He was a superhuman who could completely eliminate all the problems that arise from sitting at a desk all day just by channeling magic power into his body, so he had no reason to advise him to take a break.

And how can the subordinates be comfortable when the highest-ranking person in the empire is working?

Even if we don't work in the same place, we still get noticed somehow.

In that sense, I don't know why, but the emperor's recent move to increase rest time was well-received within the imperial palace.

– I only recently realized that hemorrhoids were not an incurable disease.

– My weight, which had soared without realizing it was sky-high, began to slow down.

– I felt what a great blessing it was to be able to walk home without crawling.

Etc...

Although it was confusing whether it was positive reviews or regrets, everyone agreed that work life at the imperial palace had become much better. S~eaʀᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

However, only two people in the imperial palace knew why the rest time had increased.

The two were together in the emperor's office.

– Knock.

A knock rang in the emperor's office, where he was still engrossed in work.

"Your Majesty, tea has been served."

The emperor checked the time when he heard the maid's voice over the door.

It was afternoon tea time. This was also a recently created break time.

"Is it that time already?"

The emperor, who had forgotten the passing of time and was concentrating, lightly turned his shoulders and answered.

"Please come in."

The door to the office opened, and a maid came in, making a squeaking sound, pushing a cart filled with tea.

"The Empire... "

"Ah. Okay, so come in quickly. This is an order."

"Yes, yep!"

Barei is used to the emperor, and since he is a high-ranking noble, he easily nods when told to omit courtesy, but ordinary employees, such as maids, had to instruct him to omit courtesy by invoking orders every time.

Of course, since they worked in the imperial palace, they also had a status similar to that of a daughter of a low-ranking noble, but if the other person was the emperor, it was not a very meaningful status.

'Should I write it down on my visit at all? '

T. Royce, who was tired of telling people to skip politeness every time they came in, even thought about that.

However, if I really wrote it down and made it codified, it was obvious that the Senate would be bothered by talking about my own troubles as an emperor, so I did not put it into practice.

It was easy to ignore the whining of the Senate with just one word from the emperor, but it was foolish to cause friction with the Senate over something like this.

So the best thing is not to meet people.

With a somewhat surprising conclusion, T. Lois watched the maid unload her tea. There was no particular reason, it was because there was no place to focus.

From the maid's point of view, it felt like death to suddenly see the emperor watching her with such disgust.

The maid followed her royal etiquette more thoroughly than usual, and yet she hurriedly unloaded her tea.

"If you're all done, you can leave."

"But then, who will pour the tea..." "

"Because I can do that too. It's okay."

The maid also had the sense to understand her obvious intention to congratulate the guests.

"Okay, then I'll come and get it when tea time is over!"

The maid hurriedly left to pay respects to the emperor... When she realized what she had been told not to do, she panicked and simply bowed her head to 90 degrees and left her office.

"Whoa... "

For some reason, it seems more tiring to face people than to look at a piece of paper.

T. Royce thought as he sank into his chair.

"Didn't you kick me out too harshly?"

"Ah. Barnes."

When we were alone during the break, Barnes, who had not said a word until now, spoke up.

"But tea time is such a long break... "It's a waste of time."

"I see."

Tea time was longer than other breaks. Not as long as meal time, but to an equivalent extent.

Because...

"We can 'rest' properly this time, right?"

Tyrus rose first, his chest puffing in anticipation, and wrapped his arms around Barnes' neck.

The freshly brewed tea was cooling down little by little.