Princess Altrelia
55: Alstrelia

“You must have come along with that woman right?” Alstrelia is now sitting in Alrescha's workspace, she is just trying to enjoy the atmosphere in her new environment.

Although, at first he felt reluctant about all the things around him because it was too old-fashioned, then forcibly Alstrelia himself had to adapt as soon as possible, and the thing he wanted now was to meet a job champion.

“What did you say can't be taken care of anymore?” alrescha protest because Altrelia calls Arsela, as if Arsela was her enemy?

Alrescha had already seen it from the speech and facial expression that Alstrelai was showing him at this moment.

“What to look after? I don't know who he is, so I'm just talking what he is.” Ketus Alstrelia, he just tried to avoid calling his name, because hearing the name Arsela, for him quite disturbing his ears. 

From the beginning he did not really like the person with a glance at the eye, therefore Altrelia still call the word woman as the dominant call against Arsela.

“Then what are you doing here?" Unaccustomed to having people accompany him at work, Alrescha felt strange, and without realizing his mouth so asked Demikan to Altrelia.

One of his eyebrows raised “What? Did I interrupt your date with this pile of junk?” Alstrelia said while eating Lena's painting, then the fingertips pointed to a thick pile of thousands of pieces of paper. 'Using a computer alone is also tiring, this what else should read it manually?! Crazy one! I don't want to linger in this world!'

The intersection in Alrescha's forehead has appeared because it considers the pile of documents that mount on his desk called garbage. 

“If it was me, I would put all this garbage into the shredder machine.” Imbuh Alstrelia, sip warm water his favorite.

“Machine?” Alrescha asked for the first time to hear that sentence.

“Let's just say you put all that paper in the campfire. The system is almost the same, do not be confused.” 

Alrescha is made completely to stop working because it is disturbed by the existence of Altrelia who suddenly appears and sits in front of him exactly. “Shortly, exactly what is your purpose for coming here?”

Alstrelia stopped eating and looked at Alrescha. “You're still unconscious too? I'm here in place of something you've certainly never seen or felt.”

Word ‘replace’ to trigger Alrescha to regain consciousness. 

The Altrelia who was in front of him intended to accompany him to work. The existence that indeed from the beginning had never thought of sitting together and chatting with his real sister was replaced by him?

“..............!” Alrescha initially wanted to pat Altrelia on the head of this one, but her hand immediately pulled back

“I allow you, man.” The unconcerned Alstrelia went back to eating the appropriate cookies with her tongue.

‘Man? Though he himself is also human.’ Alrescha began to think strangely with the way of speaking Alstrelia is often blunt and has a lot of vocabulary that for Alrescha is quite difficult to understand.

But the origin of this substitute Alstrelia is here, for Alrescha is enough.

Enough to fill the void that belonged to his missing sister.

‘Because he's already given me a chance to stroke his head.” Alrescha unceasingly floated his hand back in the air to touch the head of Altrelia. 

But all that came to a halt when Altrelia suddenly returned to speaking, “Death is unpredictable, if you keep going like this, you will enter into an even deeper abyss of regret than this. Alrescha-” Altrelia suddenly gave her serious expression to Alrescha. “You have been enslaved by your own power, will you never change your mind? The origin of all these games?”

His hand stopped in the air.

What Altrelia had just said to him earlier managed to create all the thoughts from all her current situation. 

Here, sit and talk with a foreign woman who has the same face as her sister.

Since Alstrelia still had a conscience, her hand did not tear down the pile of paper.

“Alrescha, think carefully if all this is back to the way it was.” Alstrelia stood up and took a painting and fed it into Alrescha's mouth.

“.................!” Alrescha immediately clamped the painting with his mouth. But seeing that Alstrelia was about to leave, Alrescha took the painting out of her mouth and hurriedly asked, “Say one thing to me. Did you know everything that happened?”

“I won't say it. Find the answer yourself, then you still owe me about your slap back then.” Alstrelia answered without caring what Alrescha was expressing, as she continued to walk out of Alrescha's room.

‘Just keep it like this. He always makes me curious.’ Alrescha decided to eat the cookies given by Alstrelia. "But enslaved." Alrescha thought back to the words of Alstrelia earlier. 

Alrescha is basically enslaved by his own work that piles up like a mountain.

The power he has is also the cause of him not having time to do the desired thing.

All those stacks of documents that were so numerous and exceeded the history of the empire were Alrescha shackles.

Alrescha just kept staring at all the documents. 

After hearing the warning that Altrelia had given him, alrescha had already begun to find a decision.

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“Yes, this is the last document today that you must sign immediately.” 

A man in round glasses came over to Chavire who was sitting behind his desk.

“Bring here.” Chavire's orders.

“This is noble.” This man handed over a sheet of documents right in front of Chavire. 

Chavire without reading what the contents of the document are, just signed it.

The secretary was speechless to see the Emperor actually signing the document without seeing clearly what the contents were authorized with his own hands.

“What all the preparations for the party later are done?” ask Chavire.

“Everything is almost finished, your majesty. Your clothes will also be ready today as well.” replied this bespectacled man. 

“Already, you can go now.” Without any further comment, Chavire immediately expelled his own secretary.

“Good, your honor.”

After his departure, Chavire took out a glass bottle from his desk drawer.

‘It looks like they've started to suspect me. Even if all the nobles refused Chavire to become Emperor, but seeing their attitude still willing to work under his leadership, then it would be a good pawn to overthrow Duke Fisher, he said, at the same time make this empire into a sea of hellfire.’ Her thought.

Chavire picked up the violet colored glass bottle. He looked at it and tried to shake the bottle, until the liquid inside swayed.

‘Blame yourself Chavire.’ Its effects.