Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy

Civil servant – 1

It was about 5 years ago.

“Who are you?”

“Kyaaaaa! It’s a bastard!”

“Doctor, call the doctor right away!”

“Mister, are you okay? See how many fingers I have spread out?”

Once when I woke up and I was in a room I was seeing for the first time, twice because I was surrounded by strangers looking down, and three times when I asked who it was because of a violent fuss. In just 5 seconds, three shocks wrapped around me splendidly, and that was my first memory of Bing.

Thinking of that time still makes my eardrums ring, but it was worth it, so now I feel a little sorry. If the eldest son of the family fell down from a horse and the first thing he said was something suspicious of memory loss, he would of course be frightened. If I had messed around a little longer there, some of the servants and maids would have taken responsibility and flown away.

“You’re really okay, right?”

“It’s okay. It was because I was dizzy for a while.”

Fortunately, the memories of the owner of the original body came pouring in, and I was able to finish it with a simple happening and send them all out of the room. I don’t know if it was the original owner’s desire to protect the servants and maids who served him, or if it was the magnanimity of someone who put me here. Probably not the latter. A guy with such generosity wouldn’t have put me here in the first place.

“Why me…?”

Return, possession, reincarnation, commonly known as hoebing ring. When it first appeared, it was novel material, but as time passed, it became difficult to find a novel without it. And I was entrusted with Bing during the round of rotation. And! Exciting!

The problem is that I don’t know why I’m in charge of one of the top three commanders of Hoi Bing-hwan. I didn’t follow the novel to the end alone, I didn’t put a 5700 character mouth deal in the author’s drift, and the monitor didn’t suddenly shine brightly or get hit by a truck. When I woke up, it was here, this world.

Let’s assume that you can understand it up to that point. In fact, since the phenomenon of possession itself is irrational and sudden, it is meaningless to reason about why he possessed it. What did the other possessed protagonists possess on their own volition?

‘Shouldn’t we at least include an avid reader?’

The real problem is that I possessed a work I did not know. No, I know exactly, but I didn’t see it properly. The young lady is love… What is it? Anyway, it was a romance with a title like that. I wandered around the site like a yellowish man looking for something to eat, and when I heard that he had launched a popular webtoon, I took only the free portion and spit it out.

It didn’t really suit my taste, and I quickly forgot about it as I searched for other worthwhile works right after. Shiba If I knew it would be like this, I would have read it.

I was angry about being possessed by a work I didn’t even know the content of, but thinking about it, it wasn’t a particularly bad condition. The demon king will not appear and destroy the world, and there will not be a plague or famine that will cause people to die. There won’t be a huge war. Romance will be busy just showing the sweet romance of the characters.

Huh? Then, isn’t it possessed by the world that the creator decided and made it possible to suck honey? Even the possessed body is the eldest son of an imperial count. It is a Noble class with blue and blue blood, that is to say. I don’t know who it is, but thank you for letting me possess it…!

“Ah, life is difficult.”

The more I organized the memories I gained while possessing, the more I laughed. The original owner of the body, Carl Krasius, 16 years old this year. The eldest son and heir of the Krasius family. He’s not a rare genius, and he’s not a crazy asshole, just an ordinary aristocrat.

In other words, you don’t have to act or show your changing appearance. You just have to enjoy a happy life as an aristocrat and do as much as others do.

The only thing that bothered me was where the original owner of the body went, and I decided to assume he was dead. If not, there is no way I can return anything. So from now on, I am the knife.

I enjoyed a happy life in a different world with such a smile.

“My family’s prosperous fortune is thanks to the generosity we have received from the imperial family.”

Only for one year.

I was summoned by the head of the household the day after I turned 17, and I reflexively nodded at the words of the head of the family.

Over the course of a year, I’ve felt keenly that it’s right to affirm without hesitation when this marrow imperial aristocrat praises the emperor and the imperial family. In fact, the head of the house passed without saying anything to see if he was satisfied with the positivity of the spinal reflex.

“Originally, our family had red blood, not blue blood. But 300 years ago, they made a big contribution in the invasion of Apels.”

“Thanks to that, I was able to receive titles and fiefdoms from Eemanka the Great and rise to the ranks of nobility. Emancar II, who succeeded him, made the Krasius family counts of the Empire. Heir to the Krasius family. As a person, I have never forgotten that great virtue.”

“Yes, you know it well.”

‘If you forget what you hear once a week, are you a human being?’

I passed it over with a smile on the face of the family head’s satisfactory response. And now, ‘continue to be more devoted to the imperial family.’ I’ll hear it and send it back. It’s obvious.

“I have a chance to repay that favor, even a little bit.”

“Yes?”

I didn’t expect this.

Despite my question, the family head didn’t care and continued his words by taking out a piece of paper.

“There is a disturbance in the north. Foolish people who dare to rebel against the empire are running amok without knowing the subject. However, the scale of the disturbance cannot be ignored, so His Majesty expressed concern.”

“It’s unfortunate.”

“That’s right. That’s why, as Imperial Counts, vassals of His Majesty the Emperor, the Krasius family intends to help root out the weightlifters who are against His Majesty’s nerves.”

“Are you going to war?”

The family head nodded calmly. The Krasius family holds the title of Count of Tylglechen, one of the Imperial Counts who are direct vassals of the Emperor.

If the family head wants to lead the privates in the county of Tileglehen and contribute to the subjugation in the north, the emperor will gladly accept it. If so, it would be his business to ask him to take over the management of the county on behalf of himself, who will be away for the time being.

‘What is it, it’s no big deal. The butler does everything anyway.’

Heir, Count Darry. It’s enough just to paint in moderation. Many of the county duties in the capital city are entrusted to the butler. I was worried because the topic of the conversation suddenly changed, but I was worried for nothing.

But as if he had seen through that thought, the family head changed the subject once more.

“Now you can go to government office.”

“Yes? Me?”

“Yes. If you are 17, you can go to an academy or enter a government office.”

“If I leave the county, who will take care of the business?”

“It’s okay because the butler does everything anyway.”

You shouldn’t say that with your own mouth, you low-ranking lord.

“I’ve looked for a seat. If you go there, they’ll tell you what to do.”

‘Marrow Emperor Faction Bastard…’

Advanced government office at the age of 17. It is possible by imperial law. However, it was common for him to go to the academy.

Well, what would a 17-year-old kid who had just received an adult ticket do if he entered a government job? She would rather go to the academy to learn this and that, and it would be more beneficial for her to build relationships with the children of nobles and talented commoners.

However, the head of the family right in front of you ignores such things and says that he is sending his eldest son to a government post. Why? Since the emperor is uncomfortable with it, we should send the family’s surplus manpower to government posts and use them as labor force.

And I will shout out confidently. ‘In our family, the heir who has just become an adult has entered the government office to serve the imperial family and the empire!’ Called. It’s obvious. If this nobleman does something out of the ordinary, you can understand how it would look in the eyes of the emperor.

‘Isn’t that bad…?’

But surprisingly, it’s not a bad option. Academy? I don’t really want to go when I think of running non-stop in elementary, middle and high school before being possessed and then tap dancing just before being kidnapped in graduate school. As for academy education, quite a few nobles have already taken private tutoring, and their personal connections are strengthened enough before or after attending the academy, not just three years.

On the other hand, government posts are positions prepared by the head of the Krasius family. Gae Ze is an imperial count who is a direct vassal of the emperor of the Kpelofen Empire, who boasts of imperial authority, and is a representative prestigious military family. He’s still only 17, so he’s not expecting anything big, and he’s got a great back, so he’ll be able to get along… Uh, that’s really cool.

“I will gladly serve the emperor with all my heart.”

At those words, the head of the household smiled, and I also smiled. The two rich men, laughing in different ways, headed for the island. In order to lead the private soldiers and join the northern subjugation army, I want to warm up the place where milk and honey flows (estimated) that the family owner has prepared.

Four years passed just like that.

“f*ck it, I should have gone to the academy with this clenched teeth.”

The place prepared by the head of household was a place where blood and tears flowed and wails were heard, not milk and honey. For 4 years, I experienced it from 5 minutes before the opening to 5 minutes after the opening.

Those four years were enough to turn a 17-year-old man who was happy at the thought of drinking honey into a 21-year-old man who hopes to retire after experiencing all the storms of the world. Didn’t he barely escape after being shouted at by the minister for two hours?

“The dog-like life of a civil servant is real.”

Academy… Do 21-year-olds accept admission…?