‘Ugh, my hangover…’
The effect of the inn’s special liquor was formidable.
I had a memory of losing my mind and pouring alcohol down my throat, but I had absolutely no recollection of how I had crawled into bed after that.
Wait, a bed?
“Is this the inn’s suite room?”
Throwing off my shirt loosely, it seemed
I had somehow managed to receive the room key properly and enter despite being in a hectic state.
It made me think that Ian Luces’s drinking capacity must be terrible too.
With Choi Doyoon’s body, even if I ran until the third round of a company dinner and cracked open four and a half bottles of soju, my film never cut out.
The moment I tried to wake up from the bed while rubbing my eyes, a blue holographic message before my eyes began to shine as if asking to be noticed.
‘Ah, right. This thing existed…?’
I had failed when I tried to read the unread message before, so shall I check it out now?
The moment I finished that thought, a notification phrase written clearly in Korean spread out like a popup window before my eyes.
[SYSTEM
We apologize for the Administrator’s error.
As a sign of apology, we have come to make a good proposal to Manager Choi Doyoon ^0^]
“What is this, a good proposal?”
The popup window changed, and another phrase popped up.
[If you satisfy the conditions during the period below, we promise the following rewards.
Period: D-364
Liquidation of the remaining 550,609,820 won of debt
Return to ‘South Korea’
Guarantee of a healthy life for the remainder of your retirement]
Liquidation of debt and immediate return to the place I used to live?
If it’s exempting 550 million won all at once… is it like receiving about five years’ worth of salary from the Supernatural Ability Bureau at one time?
A calculator began to spin inside my head.
[If conditions are not met, the following disadvantages will occur.
Inability to return to ‘South Korea’
Death due to World Destruction 🙁
But do not be disappointed! ^^
We only give quests that Manager Choi Doyoon can clear very easily!]
[Main Quest: Prevent Destruction D-364
Progress: 0%]
“What kind of dog-like conditions are…”
Isn’t this just telling me to do as I am told without asking questions?
I am currently living perfectly fine, but if this place is destroyed, I just die along with the destruction?
Do they think I took good care to eat comprehensive vitamin supplements, lutein, and lactobacillus every morning and exercised regularly just to die young in my twenties?
In the midst of my confusion, the screen of the popup window changed, and a new phrase appeared.
Ding-
[Sub Quest: Become a Civil Servant of This World!
Get a job as an Imperial Official.
Failure: Inability to satisfy Main Quest conditions 🙁
Rewards:
1. A stable life with an income 🙂
2. Securing 5% Main Quest progress
3. Unlocking a new ability ^^]
No, from a common-sense standpoint, if you get a job as an imperial official, wouldn’t an income naturally be generated?
Using that kind of obvious statement as a reward… a new ability?
I don’t know what they’re trying to give me, but I am currently very satisfied with my current capability and brain.
So, combining the information, it seemed to be a system where I had to keep clearing sub-quests for the main quest of preventing world destruction.
Don’t want to die young?
Want to return home?
Then roll!
To summarize, I was placed in that kind of situation.
You could call it a situation where I had no choice but to do as the higher-ups ordered without asking questions.
“But what else can I do… I have to do it.”
The acceptance of a regular civil servant who had done well as he was told from above for three years was quick.
Anyway, wasn’t I in a situation where I had no place to go after running away from home as if escaping?
Since I also received an offer yesterday from the Emperor asking if I had any intention of entering as an official, if I go to the Imperial Palace today and ask politely, he will tell me the hiring schedule and procedures too.
Okay, let’s dress properly first, go down to eat lunch, enter the palace, and ask properly.
I slowly stood up from the bed to properly put on the shirt I had thrown off loosely last night.
“You certainly have a blessed fate. To think your eyes would actually open after drinking like that yesterday.”
The cool voice heard from nearby was somehow familiar somewhere.
Stopping mid-way from picking up the shirt that had fallen on the floor, I slowly lifted my head to verify the owner of the voice.
The moment I realized the identity, I was startled, dropping the shirt back onto the floor and desperately covering my upper body with both hands.
“…Your Majesty? Why is Your Majesty here…”
“Is it an unnatural situation for me to be in the Imperial Palace?”
“Yes? No, then why am I in the Imperial Palace…?”
“Try to recall your memories well.”
As I became calm as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over my head, only then did yesterday’s atrocities begin to pour in like a tidal wave.
“Wow… the ride quality is nice. Let’s go home quickly, quickly—”
“Heh…”
“Your Majesty, it’s because Young Master Ian is drunk, because he’s drunk—”
“I think I need to extract a written pledge that he will never drink alcohol again.”
“Ugh, ah. My stomach feels bad.”
“…….?”
That’s right.
Not only had I thrown a drunken tantrum on the Emperor’s wide back, but in that short moment when he carried me to board the carriage, I had even committed a mistake on his very expensive-looking velvet cloak.
“Seeing that your complexion is not good, it seems something did cross your mind.”
“…I am sorry, Your Majesty. Not to mention daring to touch alcohol in front of Your Majesty, I even threw a drunken tantrum, so I have nothing to say even if I had ten mouths.”
“I don’t like it when words are long.”
“I am sorry.”
I lowered my head toward the Emperor repeatedly.
Wasn’t this a situation where, on top of being carried by the team leader, I had even vomited on the team leader’s newly bought luxury shirt?
Even now, it was no different from making a mistake on the back of a prospective boss to whom I had to look good in the future, so I wanted to die.
If I closed and opened my eyes, couldn’t they just send me back to the company?
Emperor Leonel walked past the threshold toward my side, and personally bending down, he picked up the shirt I had dropped earlier and handed it to me.
“Put it on first. The Young Master’s body is so unsightly that I cannot bear to watch.”
“Ah, yes… excuse me.”
It’s unfair.
Back when I was a South Korean civil servant, you know, even if I couldn’t lift a total of 500, I was the owner of solid muscles that lifted up to 400.
To think I have to stand here listening to this kind of talk now!
Receiving the shirt the Emperor handed over, I rustled around and slipped my arms into the armholes.
While I was putting on the clothes, a very awkward air wrapped around the room.
Only the rustling sound of the shirt and the sound of my breathing hovered around my ears.
Of all things, to wear something with so many buttons!!
