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.

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

Lilly said, “Whoa…”

really get it, but he

that mean you were in charge of

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

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

laughing, nodding his head. “I guess you

times. The oldest son of the emperor was destined for the crown, and

applied to the duke, and the ministers, and

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

just saying he was awesome and cool, right? She could give

coolest!” Lilly said, doing

let out an amused sigh.

the emperor killed

“Yes.”

power imbalance,

resentful and furious when he had first died, but

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

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

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Peblo crossed the long royel cerpet,

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the pelece feeling