Green Knight's Perspective
These parts are like bonus chapters but works as an epilogue for the final battle and volu
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After watching Arthur and his friends leave the Kingdom of Caerleon, the eight of us rcenaries returned to the palace. Arthur and the people anointed as their new king, which ant.
"New problems," I exclaid, while heaving out a lengthy sigh.
Those past secretaries of the king had their faces relieved from stress as soon as they saw on my seat. Those assistants had their eyes sparkling like bubbles found on the lake when the moon basked itself with its moonlight.
Instead of those elegant als, parties, and sitting in the throne room, the butlers and maids escorted sowhere. It was a place called an "office", which had nothing besides paperworks I had to sign.
"Why do I have to do this?" I asked the butlers overseeing my work.
"Your highness, it's for the people. Arthur and you have co up with so master plan that would truly benefit the entire kingdom! Our people would rejoice once you sign these papers and send them to the nobles," the butler replied, while lowering his head. "If you would excuse , I have so chores to do. I will co back for you and check everything you've worked on, King Green."
"W-What?! Aren't you going to help ?!?!" I asked, paired with so thousands of question marks floating above my head.
The butler shook his head and answered, "I'm afraid I can't do that, King Green. This is your job, not mine. I do the laundry and other miscellaneous things, while you help confirm all the process of our kingdom."
"But I have no idea how to-...."
"And you're probably going to have an all-nighter for today! I wish you luck, King Green!"
Before I could finish my sentence, the door slamd shut before my face, leaving alone inside this office. It was what the butler had ntioned. The nobles wrote all the concerns of this kingdom, which was my job to inspect every one of them. I had to govern everything at my sight, including the taxes and infrastructures these people wanted to build. My rcenary friends had no idea how to help . So they were now on their way towards a bar while chugging the ale inside their mugs.
I had never imagined becoming the king of an entire kingdom and governing the lives of these people. I had experience on becoming a leader in our party, but that didn't compare to the responsibilities I had as a king.
There was only one thing I needed to do as a rcenary. And that was to kill anyone that my client would ask for, as long as we accepted it. rcenaries did that for the money but not us. Our group were the only people who targeted corrupt politicians, bandits, and whatnots surrounding the Kingdom of Caerleon.
But since I sat on this chair, I had to kiss those fighting days goodbye. I couldn't give my half-assed effort, since I handled the livelihood of these people.
"I know what it's like to have a corrupt and greedy official. But I am not like that at all. It doesn't take a genius to know how these leadership works. All I have to do is." I mumbled to myself, and went on forever to the docunts.
The second day ca, and I finally finished every paper that I needed to sign. I only had a few days of rest, considering everything that happened.
The tyrant king and his followers didn't die in our hands. Those people remained inside the dungeon, heavily guarded by a few comrades and other soldiers I trusted. They kept blabbering about the treaty they had with the Kingdom of Calot, saying that we disobeyed its orders. And the Albion, an alliance ford by the king of Calot, would co for us.
The previous king's words also ca from my valuable information broker. That mysterious man we hired as a scout from our kingdom also entold the sa words said by the forr king. He said that the forces of Albion would soon arrive around seven days, which the man also spotted from afar. Since I already wasted two days by signing these docunts, we only have five days left to prepare for another war.
"It's a good thing Arthur gave us the system, or else we would have to fight them with limited sources," I murmured to myself, as I headed out towards the barracks.
Fortunately, six of my comrades all settled inside a camp. They all greeted and gave a salute that the knights did every ti they saw . But I waved my hand and knocked soone's head out, while gritting my teeth.
"You're not supposed to do that to ! We're brothers and sisters from different mothers! Spare with these formal greetings!" I growled at the six rcenaries laughing at .
"We couldn't help it, your highness! You're royal now, right?" one rcenary remarked, as she gave a bow.
All the five other rcenaries chuckled up a storm when they heard our comrade cracked a joke. I couldn't hold myself for any longer and joined in the laughter, regardless of the place.
"By the way, where's Lara?" I asked, and noticed that there was soone missing in our group.
We were eight rcenaries in total, since our leaders died from battle. But we were just seven standing inside the room filled with guards, mages, and warriors. However, despite the noise we made, those knights didn't mind our tones.
"Lara went to her sick sister. She said that she accepted a quest to buy her sister so dicine."
"That girl also said that she would return a few days from now."
My two rcenaries explained the details of Lara's disappearance. Lara was also a rcenary who fought with us against the tyrant king.
But despite Lara's appearance, she also had an ill sister living outside the kingdom. Although we trusted each other, Lara still didn't want to disclose the location of her sibling. Everyone respected her thoughts and remained friends after that. We didn't mind if Lara didn't want to tell us about her sick sister, since we all planned to help her if she needed us the most.
"I don't know what has gotten into that girl! I'm the king of Caerleon! Although it's illegal, I could borrow so money from the stash and give her what she needed. Or I could also help the farrs plow the field or accept so rcenary quests as a team! Why would she run off just like that!" I confessed, while caressing my forehead. "I don't know what is more difficult, my paper work or that girl!"
"Co on, Green. We all know what she has been through. We could give her a break every now and then, right?"
"She did that for the sake of her little sister. Lara didn't want to bother you and your work as a king! Even if I was in her position, I would have done the sa thing."
"You have a kingdom to feed. And those people trust you and your wisdom. Place your trust on Lara too and just wait for her to return. Maybe we could hold a banquet if that happens."
My rcenary friends narrated their thoughts to as they tapped their hands over my shoulder. My friend's hands continued pressing on my body and gave the ease that I needed to feel.
"Sorry.I just.I just want to help you guys if sothing happens. I'm your leader right now and the king of a kingdom!...But I can't help my friends? That's bullshit, you know?" I cursed, while looking at the knights training against each other.
"That's nonsense, Green! If there's one thing, we are so delighted to work with you! I was a dark rcenary before but look at now! I still do rcenary work, but we save people! And you beca a great king for this land! And I am working for that very king!" a rcenary told as he flashed a smile.
All my five comrades did the sa and grinned before . Those knights who overheard our conversation cheered for my na, claiming that the kingdom would be on the right path. These people's expectations rained upon . But instead of feeling anxious for my work, all I had to do was to be myself.
"We have our systems. This kingdom doesn't have anything to worry about!" my friends said, and continued chattering with each other and the knights.
But our peace had finally shattered open upon returning to my office. I resud my evening routine of checking the papers when my thoughts got disrupted. Dozens of knocks on the door echoed inside, followed by my butler hurriedly opening the door.
"Milord, I have terrible news to tell you," my servant said, while gasping for air.
"Slow down, my friend. What's the matter?" I asked, while helping the man stand.
Much to my surprise, crimson paint covered his shirt as the butler looked at in the eye.
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