I Became The Childhood Friend of the Obsessive Second Male Lead

Chapter 124

A secret song circulated among the neighborhood children.

A bizarre song about the king going out every day to find his wife, without even knowing that the queen is dead.

The children, not knowing what that meant, would run and sing with joy.

Some adults who heard the song used to laugh as if they were in awe.

Some clapped their hands, saying, “It’s a very famous song.” Elisha learned the song from the village children.

And he sang the song with joy in front of his parents, who came from work.

But he couldn’t even sing the short song to the end.

[“Elisha Maureen, where did you learn such a vulgar song?”]

Because his father was very angry.

He had never seen his father, who was always kind to Elisha, so angry.

He was so surprised that he couldn’t make the excuse, ‘the village kids sang it too.’

[“The child of Maureen dares to sing a song that insults the royal family! If your grandfather knew, he would have rose from grave!”]

His father was so angry that he even brought out the whip.

Elisha’s calves were bruised black and blue, and he cried late into the night in his room.

He fell asleep from crying, and when he woke up at dawn, his legs were covered with medicine.

Elisha looked down at the signs that he had been meticulously treated, and then he burst into tears again.

He hated the king.

He hated the Princess that he had to protect later.

It was like they were taking away all of his family, even Elisha’s freedom.

[“Never.”]

He repeated the words that he had been muttering to himself for a long time.

[“I will never do anything like be the Princess’s knight!”]

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The song the children sang.

It was true to some extent that the king went out every day to find his wife.

If there was something different, the king was clearly aware that his queen was dead.

And he was not looking for his wife, but wandering around looking for a new woman to embrace.

Of course, money always poured out on the way the king moved, so naturally, the situation of the kingdom became pitifully poor.

Thanks to this, the king also had one more concern.

[“How am I supposed to do this?”]

The king ordered that beautiful women would always be painted.

As the number of women he embraced increased, there was no longer a place to hang the paintings.

He wanted to build more buildings, but it was impossible to do so due to lack of funds.

But the King of Leeds was an ‘intellectual’ who had managed to read a lot, and he was able to make very wise decisions.

[“Great. An embedded stone is pulled out by the rolled stone.”]

It was the portraits of the servants in the royal family that were suddenly treated as embedded stones.

Of course, they had their portraits in the royal palace, so their status was quite impressive.

Starting with the founding contributors of the country, only those who had made great achievements are gathered and hung.

Elisha’s grandfather, who made his name even in the Empire, had a portrait there.

[“Your, Your Majesty. But it is in honor of past loyalists.”]

[“I know, but they’re all just dead people, right? Even if I take down the picture, how would they know?”]

[“These are portraits that even foreigner guests can enjoy. How could I . . .”]

[“It’s okay not to worry. The guests will like the portraits of beautiful women more than the old men.”]

The king chuckled, telling him to believe in the king alone.

But no one laughed with him.

The news that the king would take down portraits of previous loyalists turned the kingdom capital upside down in an instant.

In particular, when they have a family with a portrait hung there, it was enough to burst and explode.

Because it was a promise and a symbol that the royal family will remember their tribute forever.

Together, they asked, please, leave the portraits as they are.

[“Are the portraits that important?”]

The king rubbed his ears and asked.

[“Of course!”]

[“This is the pride of our family!”]

[“Not only that, but they are the people who symbolize the history of this kingdom!”]

The king gave a small clap, and he laughed for a moment. He repeated that he understood several times.

The servants looked up at the king with a little hope.

[“Alright. It was just an ugly portrait of the old people, so I was going to burn it down in moderation, but I can’t help it because you cherish it so much. Let each one bring a portrait of their family. Go and build a castle to enshrine it or use it as a cushion, do whatever you want.”]

That was all the king had to say, and he waved his hand slightly.

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