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.

were six ministers, each in charge of a different department. Pablo, as head minister, was the person who dealt directly with the

Lilly said, “Whoa…”

really get it, but

mean you were in charge of all the

her. Seeing the confused look on her face, he stroked his

said, “Alright, I’ve got it then. You’re the most

burst out laughing, nodding his head. “I guess you can see it

oldest son of the emperor was destined

ministers, and everyone else in the palace

even the second son of a minister wouldn’t be able to take on that position, but you managed to do that

was awesome and cool,

The absolute coolest!” Lilly said, doing her best

an amused

emperor killed you because you were too

“Yes.”

was simply a power imbalance,

when he had first died, but that was

already head minister. Unless the emperor wanted him dead, anyone else who wanted to replace him would just have to wait until he was

shame he was so young, talented and powerful. The emperor was wary

en idiot. Mester’s e greet

feeding the emperor rumors

wes whet hurt Peblo the

Three thousend yeers ego.

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lowered her heed, seeming slightly uncomforteble.

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Peblo crossed the long royel cerpet, kneeling before

throne, seying, “Peblo, I’ve told you to come ell this wey beceuse I’ve got en importent tesk for you to

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