Chapter 16

(EP.16) How A Sheep Lives #1

016 – How A Sheep Lives In A Lion's Den #1

Reinhardt.

Lord Reinhardt Von Lioness.

He was a man that never smiled.

Even when he beheaded his first enemy. Even when he returned as a triumphant hero and obtained the people's cheers.

Even when he married his wife Parsha.

He never smiled once when she gave birth to his daughter and son. He simply acted relaxed.

Like all Lioness Fathers, he thought that laughter made people weak.

So Reinhardt didn't laugh, to protect the image of himself and his family.

But now...

Reinhardt couldn't stop himself from having a hearty chortle.

“Khahahahaha!”

“.......”

“Master, what happened... ”

Thanks to this, the ‘unwelcome guest' frowned. Even the old butler peeked his head in with worry.

“Hahahahaha!”

Reinhardt couldn't stop laughing.

“Sir Gospel, what did you just say? The Academy? Was it ‘Entering the Academy’? Hahahaha!”

“Is it that funny?”

“It IS funny! God, I've never heard such a funny joke in my entire life. Look, Sir Gospel. I don't think that mad Queen can learn anything from anyone."

“Mad Queen? No matter how important Lord Reinhardt is, saying something like that ....”

Reinhardt wiped the tears from his eyes with his thick index finger while waving his other hand.

“Get rid of that unpoetic loyalty. That Aira is broken. Sir Gospel, you know this better than anyone else.”

“Lord Reinhardt, if your father had not been a meritorious man in the June War, it would not be strange if you get executed.”

"I know my father. He was a man who only bowed his head to a true ruler. I am the same. I won't bow my head to the mad Queen like everyone else!"

“.......”

The ‘guest' shut his mouth. However, the sound of gears turning and spinning inside his head seemed almost audible in Reinhardt's ears.

A guy who didn’t prove himself through actions and only wanted to take care of his own interests. This was the kind that Reinhardt hated the most.

He wanted to get rid of this punk right away but couldn't, because he was also curious.

“Tell me, Court Gardener, Sir Gospel. You're planning to send the Queen to the Academy? This is utter nonsense. That woman is a typhoon.”

“A typhoon?”

"Yes, a typhoon. No one wants to teach a typhoon. Just put your head down on the floor and pray for it to pass by. That’s how you deal with typhoons.”

“A typhoon....”

According to this analogy, Aira was a typhoon.

If the typhoon Aira entered the Academy, who among the people would object? There might be some, but most would simply roll with it.

Because, everyone was well aware that Aira leaving would only benefit the country.

Reinhardt said with a smile on his face.

“Alright, let's say the typhoon enters the Academy, yes? And that I become the Chancellor that oversees the Capital city, like what Sir Gospel suggested. Then, what's the guarantee that I won't revolt?"

The only time a fox could confidently enter the lion's den was when he had something up his sleeve to get out alive.

Reinhardt wondered what the man in front of him would say.

You could call it entertainment. And if he didn’t like the answer, he would just kick this brat out.

As Reinhardt was stroking his neatly shaved jaw, Theo Gospel looked around and started talking.

“It would be easy for the most valiant army of Angmar to occupy the Palace without the Queen.”

“Even now, with the Queen’s presence, it is still possible to capture the entire Palace within a week if you put your mind to it.”

“... Do you really think so?”

“That’s... what will happen. Also, doesn’t the fact that I'm still alive mean it’s already halfway there?"

“Then all the things you've spouted so far could simply be bullshit.”

“No, they aren’t. You might not be able to get rid of a typhoon, but you can predict where it will go.”

“Is that even possible?”

“We live in such a world. It is, indeed, possible."

“How hilarious! Ah, I wasted my time with all that nonsense. Get some rest in the mansion, then you can leave on your own.”

“Very well then.” Looking at the back of the slender figure walking out the door, Reinhardt had no choice but to honestly admit.

‘What a waste!’

If only the man in front of him had a little bit more backbone.

If only he had a good status... No, he was already good on that front. Had he been talented in magic or swordsmanship, it wouldn't have been a waste to have him as a son-in-law.

Of course, no matter how old Elga got, his tomboy daughter still wouldn’t care about men or social circles. As a matter of fact, she hated the mention of marriage.

Reinhardt's eyes darkened as he thought of his daughter's betrothment...

* * *

"Huuu-"

When I left the room, my body was already drenched in sweat.

It was like when someone grabbed the nape of a cat and threw it into the sea. Was there something like that? I didn’t know, but there must have been one.

It was scary.

Fortunately, the negotiation worked out. Otherwise, I, Theo Gospel, would have become a decoration on the wall by now.

“You were practically killing me with your stares. Did you hate me that much?”

Still, I was confident.

As far as I knew, Reinhardt was very interested in the position.

In fact, right after the witch Queen Aira in the novel was executed by an angry crowd at the gallows.

It was Reinhardt who took the reins and tried to stabilize the situation in the Kingdom.

He also attempted to put his son, Richard, on the throne.

I just twisted the story and moved the events forward.

However, the fact that Aira was alive now became a vital turning point in the story.

‘How do you like me now, world!’

I jeered at something intangible.

I had won!

That was what I wanted to declare, but there were still issues that needed to be addressed.

“Hey, Theo, you’re a guest, yet you think that you can just wander around like that? Huh?"

Speaking of issues, she was one of them...

“What's this? Why are you widening your eyes like that? You want to be scolded?!”

Growling like an angry beast, Elga then lifted her pointy shoe and kicked my ass.

It hurted!

There would be many important turning points in the future.

If Elga tried to disturb me everytime like this, it would be troublesome in many ways.

“Yaa, answer! Answer me, Theo! Did I say something wrong? Huh?"

Pat, pat.

Being kicked in the ass, I felt the need to transform this tomboy into a gentle sheep.

“Your face right now is really pissing me off! This is my house. Here, I'm a princess, a Queen, got that?!"

"I suppose so... Well then, Miss Elga. Can we talk in a quiet place, just the two of us?"

"Eung? Just us two...?”

Edited by: MochiusagiQuality checked by: faker

[T/N: I only cut chapters if it's equal or above 2k words. This chapter, for example, only have around 1.9k]