I Was Just Having Fun With The Time Limit – Chapter 130

Chapter 130

About 1 hour ago.

The coachman yelled at someone who came to see him.

“What are you talking about! A promise with a customer is the most important thing. I have never broken a promise with a customer in 20 years! I absolutely cannot do that! My customer. No matter how high-ranking a noble you are, you cannot do what you cannot do.”

The man in the robe held out a leather pouch.

The leather pouch was full of silver coins, and it looked like it was over 1 million Luden at a glance.

“I didn’t realize there was such an urgent situation.”

Thus, the coachman was changed.

And 30 minutes later.

Isabel sat next to the changed coachman.

Isabel smiled brightly and looked at the coachman.

The coachman coughed, clearing his throat, and asked.

“Is there something on my face?”

“No.”

Isabel’s gaze did not leave the coachman.

Although his face was different from Ron’s, it didn’t mean he wasn’t Ron.

“You look happy.”

“Yes, I like it.”

The coachman’s body trembled.

He asked if she looked happy, but the answer was strange.

The coachman coughed again, clearing his throat, and asked.

“Why are you so happy?”

“I like it.”

The coachman’s body trembled again.

“Do you like the scenery with this sunlight and wind so much?”

“Yes.”

Actually, I like it because Dad is here.

Isabel didn’t say those words, and Ron felt somewhat disappointed.

After a little while, Isabel asked.

“How’s my hair?”

Personally, she really liked it.

She even realized what a “hair-wan-eol” was.

Even so, she was a little worried.

After all, it was a bit out of the ordinary in this world.

The coachman replied.

“It’s pretty.”

In fact, Ron wasn’t surprised either.

But that was all.

Even though her appearance had changed, Isabel was still Isabel.

No matter what her appearance was, she was a child he cherished dearly.

“Really? How much?”

“It’s the best short hair I’ve ever seen.”

“Hehe.”

Isabel pulled her body to the side and sat down.

She leaned her head on the coachman’s shoulder.

His shoulders were very broad and comfortable.

It felt like the strongest shoulder in the world.

The coachman spoke again.

“I heard you went through a lot.”

His voice was quite calm.

The wind blew gently, and a stream flowed through the field.

“Don’t be mad.”

“I wasn’t mad.”

“I’m fine. It’s okay.”

The coachman yelled.

“Can you stop saying it’s okay?”

“Is it okay to talk to the Princess like that? Then I’ll tell my dad.”

“……To His Majesty the Emperor?”

“Yes. His Majesty the Emperor is a very scary person.”

Isabel read Ron’s mind through the mana surging within Ron’s body.

She felt a warm heart towards her.

Her heart ached.

“Can I call you Dad?”

“……”

“We’re not in public.”

Ron almost said, ‘Yes, that’s what I wanted.’

“That is, like, that.”

It was a very strange answer.

Isabel burst out laughing at the strange answer.

“The coachman Ajusshi is so awkward.”

“What does awkward mean?”

“It’s like that.”

Isabel just enjoyed this time.

She was grateful for this time when she could lean on the shoulder of a strong guardian.

The weather was fine and the wind smelled good, so she felt soft and cozy.

After a little while, Isabel spoke up.

“Coachman Ajusshi. But, you know, you know that Teacher Viaton lost someone very precious, right?”

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

It was almost a sudden stop.

The carriage lurched forward, but it had no effect on Isabel.

It was because Ron raised his mana to protect Isabel.

Ron yelled.

“Viaton!”

“Hey, coachman, is this the only way you can drive…… Huh?”

The necklace that helped Ron disguise himself was broken.

Ron had returned to his original form.

“I, uh, Your Majesty the Emperor. I don’t know why you’re suddenly angry, but……”

“What am I to you?”

“……Yes?”

“Am I really your friend?”

The smile disappeared from Viaton’s face.

Viaton sensed Ron’s anger.

‘This is serious. Only Her Majesty the Empress can stop His Majesty the Emperor in this state.’

But he couldn’t bring Serna here either.

Viaton took three steps back.

He felt like he would be in trouble if he didn’t back down.

“Your Majesty. Her Highness the Princess is here. Wouldn’t it be better to refrain from showing a rough appearance?”

“……”

Surprisingly, Ron was taking deep breaths and calming down.

‘This works?’

There was another person besides Serna who could stop Ron.

It was a miracle for Viaton.

“What do you mean by losing someone precious?”

“That is……”

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Ron and Viaton had a separate conversation a little away from the carriage.

Viaton briefly summarized what had happened.

“But, Your Majesty. Please don’t wear black clothes.”

“You mean I don’t even have the right to express my condolences for your mother?”

“Hey, you know that’s not what I meant.”

“Shouldn’t we mourn?”

“That’s later.”

Viaton whispered something in Ron’s ear.

“Mother’s existence itself suppresses the Magic Federation’s ambitions. At this point in time, it wouldn’t be good for Mother’s death to be known.”

“That’s quite a cold statement.”

“We have to show our Princess a prettier world.”

“……”

“Among Mother’s research materials, there are contents that are fatal to mages, and especially those about Wilhelm’s family. I’m studying them bit by bit. How about postponing mourning Mother’s death? After I’ve caught up to at least half of Mother’s level.”

“……”

“This is a favor I’m asking as a friend.”

Ron eventually nodded.

Viaton smiled and took something out of his pocket.

“And this is a gift for Your Majesty.”

“A gift?”

Ron frowned.

Judging by its size, it was clearly a painting.

Ron used to describe Viaton as ‘a moron who claims to be an artist.’

Viaton had given Ron several abstract paintings depicting Ron, and Ron hated them very much.

Seeing him hate them, Viaton became even more excited and painted more.

“I don’t need a portrait. Throw it away.”

“Huh? Really?”

Viaton deliberately untied the cloth wrapped around the portrait and then tied it up again.

“Wait.”

“Why?”

“Let me see it for a second.”

“You said you were going to throw it away?”

“Let me see it for a second.”

“Why would you look at it if you’re going to throw it away?”

“Hey.”

“Ho.”

Ron clenched his fists.

But he couldn’t bring himself to throw a punch.

It was because Viaton was using the portrait as a shield to cover his face.

The cloth covering the portrait slipped to the ground.

Inside, there was Isabel smiling brightly.

“Lovely, isn’t she?”

“……”

“I think I should ask Yuri to check for sure. Whether she has wings under her shoulder blades or not.”

“……”

“When will I ever see Her Highness the Princess with such short hair again? I kept it as a painting because it’s precious.”

“You said you only paint abstract paintings?”

This was not an abstract painting, but a detailed one.

“That’s because the subject is Your Majesty.”

“That’s disrespectful.”

“Here you go.”

“……”

Ron took a deep breath and spoke calmly.

“Give it to me. While I’m asking nicely.”

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“Once we get over this hill, it’s the Jirdel Base Camp.”

“Are you going with me, Dad?”

Ron shook his head.

“If I go, there will be a commotion. The soldiers will suffer.”

Isabel pouted slightly.

She knew what he meant, but she was sad to part with her dad.

“Thank you for making time for me like this.”

Don’t thank me.

I’m sorry I can’t spend time with you, but spending time with you is not something to be thankful for.

He wanted to say that, but he couldn’t bring himself to.

“And about what you said the day before yesterday……”

“The day before yesterday?”

“You asked if I liked the scenery with this sunlight and wind so much.”

“I did.”

“I would have liked it even without the pleasant sunlight and wind.”

“……”

“Actually, I liked being able to have a nice conversation with Dad.”

Ron couldn’t help but stroke Isabel’s hair.

He caressed it very carefully and preciously, as if it would break if he touched it wrong. Then he said.

“I heard you told the child you met in Calfoa Village that it’s okay not to be okay. That’s true for you too. It’s okay not to be okay. If you’re not okay, I’ll hold you.”

He wanted to use all the remaining time for Isabel.

He was envious of Viaton, who was always with Isabel.

But Ron, the Emperor, couldn’t do that.

He had a lot of work piled up even now.

He had to move his feet, which he couldn’t bring himself to move.

In the end, Ron turned towards the Imperial Palace, and Viaton took the reins.

In the distance, he could see the Jirdel Base Camp.

‘Huh?’

But then he felt a large mana surge.

When he opened the window and looked outside, a sandstorm was blowing.

He even felt a slight tremor.

It felt like something huge was rushing towards them.

A roar was heard through the sandstorm.

“Isabbeeeeeeeeel!!!

Michael was running like a mad rhinoceros.

Still, that was within the realm of reasonable expectations.

What he didn’t expect was what came next.

Behind Michael, two men were following.