Chapter 9: I’m a Tyrant
Immediately the crying stopped, there was pin drop silence in the room. It seemed as if I was in a cemetery.
"My dread is too much.."
This was good actually...excellent even I wanted to follow the misjudged tyrant path. So, people won’t question what I do.
And when they try to revolt, they would dig deeper about why I did what I did.
Then they would understand my good intentions. And follow me wholeheartedly, I could attain such a deep level of loyalty just by being a good guy.
But it would take a lot of time, and useless random muts would challenge my authority for no reason.
If I have a reputation of a tyrant, they would think a gazillion times before trying to instigate my authority.
The maids were curling into a ball even further now. I was getting annoyed, so I approached them.
Instantly their hair stood up, they started shivering and mumbling inaudible curses....I was sure they were cursing me!!!
When there was a metre distance between us, the mother maid stood up. She disgustingly looked me in the eyes, as if I was a...a..? Blobfish...yeah....blobfish.
"What do you want to now? What kind of pathetic excuse of schemes do you have now? Did your guilt of having killed those miners disappeared already?"