“Your imperial highness, about the head priestess...”

Ugh. Are we really going to discuss this again?

“As I’ve said before, I already have a wife in mind. Not only that, as a gentleman, I will also refrain from accepting any mistresses or concubines! No matter how many times you ask me, my answer will not change one bit!!”

The irritating bald bastard simply refused to back down, “But! As an imperial emperor, your Imperial self should take a wife with the same standing as your imperial self! The same status!”

I shook my head in retaliation, “You simply don’t understand, do you? Who do you think I am? Do you want me to get you and your family executed for treason? How dare you try to force me into changing my mind about my own spouse choice! Are you suggesting that I simply have no right to have feelings of affection? Or are you suggesting that me, your emperor, simply does not have good taste?”

“B-but...!”

This guy...Is it because I’m too kind? Is it because I haven’t murdered anyone since taking the throne, that they think that they could push my buttons?

“You are dismissed! Leave, or you will not blame me for what I’ll do.”

The irritating minister that came to convince me--yet again--into marrying the head priestess of the church bit his tongue, and then left. Of course, frustration was very evident within his eyes.

“Hmph.”

I quickly took out a crystal hub and opened it up, revealing a transparent screen in the middle of the air.

a crystal hub is a crystallized machine that records, receives and sends information over distances. Be it in text form, audio form, still pictures or video, it receives them all. I quickly typed down ‘Right Minister of Justice: Quinton Stefan.’ And all his information came up.

The end of this crystal hub is linked to the the head of the information department manager’s, and everything he records will be sent to my own crystal hub automatically.

I ignored the things about his birth’s origin or his climb to authority, and scrolled down to the end of the transparent screen.

“He was offered five pure priestesses in exchange of convincing me...”

I, of course, had the information department investigate him. They easily discovered the reason why he desperately is trying to convince me into marrying her.

I quickly typed down the following, “Find a reason to fire him.” and clicked send.

I can always forcibly make fire him, but the church will, without a doubt retaliate. Finding reasons such as corruption is always better. Also, I can’t use the church’s bribery to him as an official reason...since...well, they have over three quarters of nobility in the palms of their hands. Doing something that will put a stain on their name would bring me an immense headache.

“Hmph, perverts deserve to die. Although...my hands are tied here.”

I sighed. The church’s fangs are simply too long. I can’t move carelessly, or they’ll use every wrong move I do against me.

Tell me, who would you believe? The so called apostles of the saints, or your emperor?

You don’t pray to your emperor in the time of need, do you? You pray for the saints!

What I need is, to eliminate their people from within the palace without having it linked back to me.

But would that be easy?

“This stress is simply killing me...”

I’m nineteen this year, yet I’m the emperor of this continent. Even though in name only.

I think I’m going to go bald...

“No matter. I should probably start reliving my stress...”

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As I said that, I quickly operated the crystal hub to receives pre-recorded video feed.

There, a beautiful red haired beauty appeared. She seems to be drinking tea with an old man.

“My beautiful goddess, you are the only one for me!”

Yup, perverts should all die. looking from a far is by no means a perversion. It’s a way to ensure that no man approaches my own spouse! Meaning, it’s not perversion but protection!!

“Oh, my beautiful goddess! Even when you spit tea on my right hand(the archduke), I can feel your love for myself on my own right hand!”

The video feed continued for a few minutes, and then the old man got up and was about to leave.

My goddess simply smiled wickedly as she slowly turned invisible, and followed him.

The live feed in her room began to change, switching from one video feed to another, following the old man.

Just as the old man was climbing the stairs, he suddenly tripped and his trousers fell off right in front of the young maids.

At this point, I completely lost it.

“Hahahahahaha!!!”

This, right here, is the only source of reliving me of stress!

My goddess is, of course, the funniest there is!!

Her pranks are both elaborate and made to make people laugh.

Of course, my favorite being when she ruined Duke Arthur’s public life by branding him as a pedophile. His expression was simply priceless!

That’s when I heard a sudden knock on the door, “W-wai--” And before I could continue, the door to my own study was opened.

Of course, the person who entered was none other than the underwear old man.

I quickly operated my crystal hub and closed the video feed.

Oh, but the archduke--Uncle Audrey sighed, “You should mess with that thing only in your own chambers, emperor.”

I replied, “None of your business!”

Uncle Audrey laughed with a “Hahaha,” before continuing, “If you’d like, I can send over one of my maids...after all, doing the real thing is way more times better than watching it from moving pictures!”

Hmph. So he thinks I was looking at sexual intercourse earlier?

“Are you sure? Because I’m seriously thinking that you’ll send me a few steps of stairs instead of a cute maid!”

Uncle Audrey looked taken a back, and it took him a few minutes to piece together what I meant.

Of course, I had a very hard time holding in my laughter.

“I-I think Uncle is g-growing old...mistaking some steps of stairs for a cute maid! N-not only that, taking off your trousers in the middle of the day, in front of everyone and even doing it face f-first...!”

Uncle Audrey’s face instantly turned red from fury, “I simply tripped, you brat! At least I’m not into a man who’s dressing up as a girl!”

Is that your best reply?

“Hmph. Uncle, you simply don’t know me well, do you? I am a person who appreciates beauty! That perfectly sculptured face, that high nose and those thin lips! Skin as pale as snow, and hair as red as a fiery flame! Her chest is flat yet soft, her butt is small yet firm!! Her figure is so slim that even girls will find her enviable!!!”

Uncle Audrey simply sneered, “But she is a man!”

“Man or not, true beauty is still there! Hue hue hue, I simply cannot wait until I meet my goddess! Judging someone by their gender is a very old fashioned way of thinking, Uncle! If you can insert your dong into stairs the middle of the day, in front of every young maid in your household, then am I not allowed to admire a hilarious goddess from afar?”