(EP-7.1) Flower Aira #7

    007 – Evil Flower Aira #7

    It was a common occurrence when you thought about it.

    People I didn''t know, or the bottom dwellers that I was only seeing for the first time, threw around my name to increase their own prestige.

    These guys would then go on and commit evil deeds under my name.

    Hence, no matter how hard I tried, my reputation never went up.

    "Come! Let''s eat some food and drink some tea. We will live happily together!"

    “Keu, please stop! My arm hurts!”

    “I''m Wright Hand, Gardener Tae-oh''s right hand man! Do you know what will happen to your family if you disobey my orders!?”

    “... Geueueu-”

    Oh, so, what would happen? I''m curious too.

    "Come here!"

    “I don''t want to...! You, you are ugly! Kkyaak!”

    The commotion gradually grew bigger and louder.

    ━Anyone, someone please stop him! Who knows what will happen if she gets dragged into that guy''s house!

    ━Last time, he was also like this at the inn next door!

    ━How would we deal with that bastard, Tae-oh''s lackey? If even a spark of flame gets on us...

    As expected, the public''s arrows were still aimed at me even though I did nothing.eone impersonating one of my men was forcefully assaulting a woman.

    It was these types of people that were hammering the lid of the coffin and pushing me into waving a death flag.

    I took a leave of absence from work today and specifically didn''t want to do as much work as possible.

    But if I left this alone, the people''s anger might be directed at me.

    I thought it was better to solve the problem quickly, so I got up and slowly cut through the crowd, approaching the scene.

    "Alright, I''m going to stop you there."

    “Who are you?”

    The man frowned.

    "Who dares tell me what to do? Didn''t you hear who I am?

    The collector, who identified himself as Wright Hand, never thought he would be stopped in such a messy and disorderly back street tavern.

    “You say that you''re my right hand man, but you couldn’t even recognize your Master’s voice?”

    "What—?"

    I removed the hood that was covering my face.

    Sheuk-

    Now that I had revealed my identity, from now on, it was the end of me being able to sneak into the tavern. I could no longer gather information this way. But, it couldn''t be helped.

    ━What? Who is that guy?

    ━I don''t know. What is going on?

    I felt a great stir around me. It seemed that not everyone understood the situation. Maybe it was because many people didn''t know that I was Tae-oh?

    Most of the people here were ordinary citizens who had never seen the face of a high-ranking official in their lives.

    Unfortunately, it seemed that the collection officer in front of me was the same.

    "What the hell are you doing, you bastard? I have never seen you before. Do you know who I am? Huh? Look, you got a scar on your face, want me to make another one?"

    Swish-

    ━Ah- That man is Tae-oh! Teo Gospel! It''s Tae-oh Gospel! It''s really him! I, I''ve seen him before!

    ━Oh- It''s true! Last time I visited the center of Monarch City, I saw him too!

    Someone shouted from behind me. Perhaps some recognized my face.

    Akin to a stone being dropped and causing waves in the water, that loud cry eventually caused commotions.

    ━Is that the Queen''s secret lover?

    ━He looks younger than I thought. He''s about the same age as my son entering the Academy this year.

    Perhaps hearing such a story, the tax collector Wright Hand, who was lying in front of me, began sweating like rain and started weeping.

    "Ji, it''s real? No. Why would Tae-oh be at this filthy tavern? That''s ridiculous. It''s a lie. I just like the girl. Ah..."

    Did he lose his mind because he was under a lot of stress in a short period of time? His mouth was watering while both of his hands and legs were wildly shaking.

    That was not pitiful, though.

    Evil bastard.

    I bent my knees and whispered quietly in his ear.

    “How dare you use my name? A scum like you is my right hand man? You will be on the barrier row.”

    Then something very surprising happened. The face of the man, who looked so powerless to even lift a spoon, was distorted in horror.

    “Cha~, I would rather take the death penalty! Not the barrier row! If I go there, who knows what they will do!? Please, I''ll lick your shoes!"

    Then he fell down at my feet, stuck out his tongue, and really started to lick my shoes desperately.

    That said, going to the wall (barrier row) was akin to having your human rights expunged and becoming a lab rat. The treatment was worse than just being executed in the guillotine.

    "Please, please forgive me!”

    I was uncomfortable. This man just threatened me with a knife moments ago. Now, he was bawling his eyes out and begging.

    "What''s this? If you didn''t want to attend the barrier row, you shouldn''t have done this in the first place.”

    "I''ll be your dog! I''ll do whatever you tell me to do. Please, please, just not the barrier row. Please!”

    “How about you start a new career as part of the expedition team instead of management? You have good knife-handling skills. If you can hold out well, you will be able to get to a higher position.”

    "Hii, hiiik! Long live the Queen! Surrounded by rocky mountains~ The beautiful kingdom of Angmar~ Ah, ah- Beautiful mountain stream, my hometown~ Clear ditch water~????"

    He suddenly began to unsightly sing Angmar''s national anthem. He was appealing to me with patriotism and asking for mercy.

    At that sight, Lee Seong-eum''s human heart, not Tae-oh the henchman, was shaken a little.

    However, I could not forgive this man.

    If I let this slide, there would be more people who would dare do such things.

    By then, I might inherit the bad karma and hatred from things I did not commit, which would get me executed.

    "Somebody please take this man and leave him with the guards in the name of I, Tae-oh Gospel. They will understand what to do if you ask them to send him to the barrier row."

    Chok, chok, chok-

    Only when I gave orders did the rice cakes in the tavern, who were waiting among the crowd, stepped forward and dragged away the collector.

    "Geuaaak- Forgive me! Not the barrier row! Hieeek!”

    Watching the collection officer being dragged out screaming with a near-bursting throat, I wondered if I had made a harsh judgment.

    It wasn''t my fault, it was that bastard''s.

    It was not me who should feel guilty, it was him.

    Why should I feel guilty about being in the demanding position, seeking proper punishment?

    No matter how much one thought about this, it was wrong for the victim to feel sorry for the perpetrator’s punishment.

    I shouldn''t weigh myself down with that feeling. At this time, I could hear small murmurs going around.

    Edited by: MochiusagiQuality checked by: fake