I Won't Accept Your Regrets

Chapter 149

Hearing Helen's words, Rosalyn tactfully suggested herself:

"Looks like something happened with you. So I will go, Your Majesty?"

"I'm sorry that I have to send you out like that."

"Well, what are you. Your courtesy is superfluous. Then I'll see you again."

Rosalyn left the living room.

I immediately turned to Helen.

"Get ready, we're leaving."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

On the sortie, I donned an inconspicuous raincoat. I will be escorted by only two knight escorts and Helen.

For the status of an empress, this was too modest.

"Helen, tell them to drive another carriage, which is easier."

However, I did not stop there, and gave up on the luxurious carriage of the Imperial family.

Soon the coachman drove up in a gray and shabby carriage.

"Your Majesty. But this carriage - after all, the servant drives around on it. What is the need for that?"

Helen's face told me that she was sorry to put me in such a wreck.

"He... He has accumulated a lot of bad memories of those in power. This will reject him if I appear before him in the form that he is screaming about my status."

Letting Helen know that everything was in order, I got into the carriage.

Helen sat down opposite, and soon the carriage started.

"But Your Majesty. Would he have said that he was going to become the teacher of His Highness the Prince?"

Helen looked worried.

I'm going straight to him for a personal meeting, but there was no certainty that he would become Carlisle's mentor.

"I will try, but I cannot guarantee the result."

The prince's mentor.

This was the position on which all the nobility who had studied at the academy would have built.

In the future, if he became emperor, any nobleman who contributed to this would acquire a high position and title.

I wonder who would not even want to become his master? But whoever I'm about to meet has become an exception to this.

Raker Brasieux.

Born into the family of Baron Bracieu, he was not very noble, even in terms of title.

The Brasieux family was just one of many baron families that had nothing special.

The reason he came to my mind as the prince's teacher was because of a big incident at the Academy five years ago.

Forgery with answers to tests.

The most outstanding students of the academy take exams, which are held by the Tower of the Sages, right before graduation from the academy.

And those who passed this test were rewarded with the Tower of the Wise Medal.

Such a medal was not a weak help in my future career.

Therefore, passing this test was very important for the applicant.

And Raker, of course, was eligible for the exam.

Before that, there were no problems.

But at the moment the test results were announced, everything went awry.

This happened because Raker, about whom everyone thought that he would pass perfectly, remained a fool. Whereas a certain young man from the house of the marquis, to whom everyone predicted failure, on the contrary, surpassed everyone.

Everyone knew that it was strange, but the student was the son of the house of the Marquis of Brighton, who for some time was close to Marquis Sios.

Nobody wanted to get involved with such a center of power. They all shut up, pretending not to understand.

Raker was suspicious of the results and protested them. And then the academy teachers changed the answer sheets, so, of course, no one wanted to listen to Raker.

Thus, Raker's outrage was completely ignored.

He became disillusioned with the aristocratic society because of such an incident, left his castle, as well as the academy.

Everyone thought that Raker gave up everything and went into hermits. But it has become different.

Two years later, he confidently passed the test of the Tower of the Sages, the most difficult test.

Testing the tower was one of the ways to gain sage status in the tower of sages.

The subject had to climb the tower up to the hundredth floor, and on each of the floors it was necessary to pass the test, which the wise men had left.

The challenge was difficult in itself, and getting to the end in the limited time was incredibly difficult.

So, although the tower test existed, no one could easily pass it.

In the long history of the Tower of the Sage, only four have emerged as champions.

The arrival of the Raker, the first to pass the test in a hundred years, shook the entire continent. And then he received the status of "sage."

The truth about the tampering was revealed.

Although he was unable to achieve justice at first, he did not give up and, thanks to his own abilities, won a title more honorary than any medal.

Subsequently, the further the name of Raker swept across the continent, the less honor remained for the son of the Marquis, who had received a medal by cunning.

In the end, the student returned his badge and was forever banished from politics.

When the name of Raker became so famous, the empire offered him a high title and fertile territories, trying to subjugate him, but Raker steadfastly denied it.

He said he didn't want to be a slave to the rotting Empire of Egrit.

Even Raymond's handwritten letter was rejected.

It will not be easy to persuade such a character.

However, while Carlisle has looked over countless scientists, none of those he liked.

In addition, I needed to find a teacher better known and more competent than that of the first prince.

Unfortunately, the empire would not have found a scholar of higher rank than the master of the first prince.

As a result, only one worthy candidate appeared in my head.

Although he left the Empire of Egrit, he was famous enough to make a name across the continent. And his fame for the advancement of science thundered here and there.

In addition to fame, he has excellent abilities, so how could he not be desired?

The problem now was that it was too difficult to persuade him.

Since he has relinquished his title in the empire, trying to push him by force will only exacerbate the feeling of antipathy.

That would have been opposed to the rule of the Empire of Egrit.

"But he has connections with Duke Drua, doesn't he?"

Helen's voice ripped me out of my thoughts.

"Well, they say that he knows Duke Drua, but he is not a supporter of him. Maybe today ... He will take up arms against Jeremy at all."

It was thanks to Jeremy that I was able to reach Raker.

I asked Jed to find out where Raker is, roaming the continent.

But the news delivered by Jed truly came as a surprise to me.

"They say he has a long history with Duke Drua."

So I wrote a letter to Jeremy.

Jeremy did have a relationship with Raker. When he was a mercenary, he arranged an escort for Raker.

Their relationship at that time became close, and it was reported to me that they even exchange news from time to time.

Thanks to this, I was able to find Raker.

"But... knowing the obstinate nature of Raker, he will not be happy about such a meeting."

"I do not care."

In fact, I didn't care. But it was necessary to quickly decide something with Carlisle's mentor.

My situation was delicate and Jeremy hurried to reach out to me again. I haven't really helped him with anything yet.

Why does it seem to me that I always borrow from him, which I cannot later return?

The carriage stopped, the coachman opened our door.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived."

Helen came out first. Then me.

And I saw Jeremy standing nearby.

Jeremy moved towards me. White shirt and beige trousers. He greeted me, which made me suddenly uneasy.

"Greetings to Her Majesty the Empress, the moon of the empire."

"Get up."

He sat up and spoke with a smile:

"It must have been a difficult path. I'm sorry that I took you into such a hole."

"No. I didn't even know how great it would be to get some fresh air after so long."

Our destination lay on a low mountain far from the capital.

The unkempt road among the mountains was uneven. But I didn't care about the pain in my ass as I prepared to face Raker's arrogance.

"But where is he?"

I looked around, but there were only trees around.

"The carriage will not go there. We'll have to walk."

"Yeah."

"And I'm afraid I have to make a rude request to Her Majesty the Empress."

"What kind of request is this?"

"I want only the Empress and I to go to the hut."

"Well, really pipes."

Helen responded reflexively even before I had my say.

"If you bring your knights in, it looks like a threat to Raker."

"Before you is the empress of your country. As important as your sage is, do you want the Empress to let the escort go just to meet him? "

Helen was stubborn and Jeremy was confused.

But Jeremy and Helen both knew one thing:

The prince's teacher was much more important to me.

"Helen, stay with the knights here."

"But..."

"Do not worry. Jeremy wields a sword no less dangerous than the knights of the palace."

Helen had to fend off my resolve. Jeremy came up to me as Helen stepped back.

"Then please. Your Majesty."

I grabbed his hand and followed him along the mountain path.

And when the sweat from the passage through the mountains was already on my forehead, a wide open space appeared to my eyes.

And there was a little wooden house. And before him stood a man with gray hair.

"Raker!"