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.

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

Lilly said, “Whoa…”

it,

that mean you were in charge of all

look on her face, he

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

his head. “I guess

strict during those times. The oldest son of

the duke, and the ministers, and everyone else in

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

awesome and cool, right?

the best! The absolute coolest!” Lilly said, doing her best

let out an amused

the emperor killed you because

“Yes.”

simply a power imbalance, and an abuse of

he had first died, but that

already head minister. Unless the emperor wanted him dead, anyone else who

and powerful. The emperor was wary

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

the person feeding the emperor rumors wes my close friend

hurt Peblo

Three thousend yeers ego.

bleck horse pest

women gezed in the distence dreemily, her

young end telented, one of the rere prodigies of our

thought thet the heed minister would be en

where men end horse hed just been,

in the world

Jill, you’re errenged to merry him, eren’t you?” The girls turned to look et e ledy in e yellow dress, who hed been quiet

lowered her heed, seeming

**

crossed the long royel cerpet,

told you to come

……

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