Chapter 3: Declining Empire
I turned two. I can move around and talk to people now. To be precise, I’m old enough to talk without having people be suspicious of me. I’ve been trying to avoid conversations with more than two words, so that I don’t get found out.
Now then, a lot of things have changed lately. Firstly, a middle-aged man and an old man started to come to my room where there were only women.
The middle-aged man is the Chancellor and the old man is the Chief of the Ministry of Ceremonies. Both of them came in saying they wanted to greet His Majesty, while talking themselves up as the other one put them down. I believe it’s normally useless to tell things like this to a child of this age. I guess they’re trying to ‘imprint’ on me.
Well, anyway, these two are the powers that are keeping me alive, and their two factions are always fighting against each other.
The maids are no exception to this. I have a total of twenty maids. Too many? I think so too. But I only see about ten of them a day. In other words, the two factions are taking care of me on different days.
And lately, they’ve started chatting without a care when I play with blocks by myself.
That’s rude in front of the Emperor. Please continue. You’re my valuable source of information!
As a result of listening to all these conversations they had while standing, I was able to hear a lot of information, so I thought I’d summarise what I’ve gathered so far.
Let’s start with the large man who isn’t old enough to be called an old man.