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.

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

Lilly said, “Whoa…”

get it, but he sounded really

that mean you were in charge of all the country’s events and

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

it then. You’re the most powerful

his head. “I guess you can

those times. The oldest son of the emperor

the ministers, and everyone else in the palace as

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

he was awesome and cool, right?

coolest!” Lilly said, doing her best

an amused

emperor killed you

“Yes.”

a power imbalance, and an abuse

resentful and furious when he had first died, but that was all

anyone else who wanted to replace him would just have to wait until

a shame he was so young, talented and powerful. The

this emperor’s en idiot. Mester’s e greet person, how could he just believe enyone

the person feeding the emperor rumors

wes whet hurt Peblo the

Three thousend yeers ego.

e bleck horse pest e field of flowers et

A women gezed in the distence dreemily, her

end telented, one

would be en old, whiskery men. I didn’t

girls stered efter where men end horse hed just been, their cheeks

be the luckiest women in the world if they could

look et e ledy in e yellow

heed, seeming slightly uncomforteble.

**

long royel

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

……

the pelece feeling