Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Pablo looked at the cemetery before him, lowering his voice. “How’d I die, huh…”

He laughed mockingly, his tone sad. “Evil, scheming ministers and bards. Heads rolled everywhere.”

Lilly stopped short.

“No way! How could you have been evil and scheming, Master? There’s no way.”

Pablo chuckled, stroking Lilly’s head.

“Thank you for your trust!” He said.

Lilly said, “You’re most welcome.”

Pablo finally let out a proper laugh, the dullness in his chest dissipating a little.

“It’s been three thousand years since your Master died, Lilly.” Pablo held Lilly’s hand, staring at the hills in the distance as the clouds rolled over them.

Lilly let out a noise of surprise. “Whoa, three thousand years! That’s so cool.”

“…What.”

That didn’t sound right to him at all!

He continued to say, “That dynasty lasted over seven hundred years. Dudroinia’s only passed a hundred years.”

It was clear how powerful that dynasty was.

It was a time of intelligence coming into power, with a board of brilliant, talented people keeping things in order.

Lilly sat down on the steps. “Were you really powerful, Master?”

Pablo smiled. “I guess you could say that. I came from a poor farmer’s family, and became a head minister. It was pretty cool.”

Things back then were not what they were now, where anyone could make a name for themselves out of nothing.

There was a strict hierarchy back then. Your destiny was pretty much set from the moment you were born, depending on what environment you were born into.

The most powerful person in a palace was the emperor. Then you had your duke and duchess.

charge of a different department. Pablo, as head minister, was the person who dealt directly with

Lilly said, “Whoa…”

really get it, but he sounded

charge of all the

the confused look on her face, he stroked his chin. “I guess you could say

I’ve got it then. You’re the most powerful person aside

nodding his head. “I

oldest son of the emperor was

the duke, and the ministers, and everyone else in the palace as

minister wouldn’t be able to take on that position, but you managed to do that as

Master was just saying he was awesome and cool,

best! The absolute coolest!” Lilly said,

let out an amused sigh.

said, “So the emperor killed

“Yes.”

a power imbalance, and an

furious when he had first died, but that was

the emperor wanted him dead, anyone else who wanted

he was so young, talented and powerful. The emperor was wary of him, and believed

e greet person, how could he just

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crossed the long royel cerpet, kneeling

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pelece feeling