The Future Master of the Empire

You seem to enjoy lecturing others, don’t you?

You always think you’re right, and you speak so eloquently, don’t you?

Fine, then you do it!

If you don’t do it well, don’t blame me for being impolite!

Although Flora didn’t have mind-reading abilities, and the Crown Prince didn’t say the above words out loud, she knew that was roughly his thinking and ideas.

It seemed a bit ridiculous, and it fully revealed the Crown Prince’s immature mentality.

But considering the future of the empire and her own plans, she couldn’t laugh at all, nor dared to be the slightest bit negligent.

So Flora didn’t waste time on surviving the ordeal, and immediately started working—

“Your Highness Ryan, have a safe trip!”

As before, facing Flora’s farewell, the Crown Prince didn’t turn his head, and really left the mansion with two knights and two hidden guards.

After seeing off the Crown Prince, the old butler took Flora to a vacant room on the west side of the first floor.

This was a room specially provided for the head maid, and across from it was the old butler’s room.

Closing the door, the old butler sat in the chair, sighed heavily, and said with a serious face:

“Flora, let me explain in advance, don’t think you’re safe now.”

“Yes, I know.” Flora sat upright opposite him and nodded, “But I will try my best!”

There was no fear or worry on her face, but as usual, she was full of energy and motivation.

Remembering the blonde girl’s quick switch of mentality just now, her spirited farewell to the Crown Prince, and her behaviour of not running away at all, but waiting for punishment in the hall, Charlton’s body couldn’t help but relax a lot.

(It seems I underestimated this child.)

Charlton originally thought that the blonde girl was just gentle and kind, and that her usual sunny and upward demeanor was just to comfort others and avoid making them worry about herself…

But now it seemed that if the blonde girl wasn’t strong enough herself, even if she could pretend for a while, even if she could be brave for a while, she wouldn’t be able to maintain such optimism and positivity when facing difficulties.

And facing such a dazzling sun, if he still acted like an ostrich, using the excuse of not being worthy to hide in the shadows… then he would be too cowardly and would be too sorry for the young lady in heaven.

He had to seize this hard-won opportunity.

“Just as you said, His Highness Ryan is just throwing a tantrum like a child… Especially after guessing that I was called back by you, he became even more angry.”

Perhaps not expecting Charlton to say this, the blonde girl was stunned for a moment.

“But His Highness Ryan has been smart since he was a child, so when he left the study, he should have foreseen many possible situations… But your choice was obviously the one he found the most incredible.”

Charlton continued to analyze, “Therefore, he didn’t punish you, but very unwillingly wanted to compete with you… I believe you’ve already seen that, right?”

The blonde girl nodded.

Charlton left his seat and knelt down on one knee before she could react.

“So, I implore you…”

“You…”

When Flora returned to the hall, a maid saw her and was immediately stunned.

“Perfect, I have something to ask you.”

Flora didn’t plan to let her go either.

“M-Miss Haggia, please speak!”

After the maid came to her senses a little, she said respectfully.

And after asking, Flora also learned about the current situation—her matter had quickly spread to every part of the mansion.

Having angered the Crown Prince, not only was she not punished, but she was promoted to head maid.

All the servants were stunned by this situation, and they speculated whether Flora had some big shot backing her, or whether she had actually become the Crown Prince’s lover without their knowledge, and was playing the Crown Prince in the palm of her hand. Everything before was just part of their play…

Flora couldn’t pretend not to hear these rumors this time.

But it wasn’t about being unhappy about being slandered, but that she was seen as the embodiment of breaking the rules.

This greatly affected the development of her next job.

(Let’s start training with simple habits first.)

That being said, the place Flora was going to next was still the kitchen.

Or rather, this was also one of the difficulties of her job.

With one less apprentice, the workload in the kitchen was even greater, and Flora had already learned about it from the old butler.

The kitchen couldn’t recruit people in the short term.

The Crown Prince didn’t allow suspicious people who hadn’t been tested to enter the kitchen, but with his test, it wouldn’t be possible to select one or two people within a year.

So this led to Flora being the head maid in name, but she still had to continue doing kitchen work.

But more than the shortage of manpower, Flora was more worried about the mood of everyone in the kitchen now.

She had a naturally lively persona to the outside world, but this would become an obstacle when comforting others… and she had indirectly killed Cohen, so it would be a good result if she wasn’t resented by Cook.

(The future is full of hardships.)

Flora sighed in her heart, but quickly put on a spirited expression and walked towards the kitchen.

But soon, she sensed that something was wrong… Why were the five people in the kitchen already working?

Pushing open the door, seeing that it was her, the chef joked:

“Yo, Miss Head Maid, what brings you here?”

“Mr. Cook, just call me Flora like before,” Flora said, “Is there anything I can help with?”

“Not for the time being, but all three meals today need you to assist, and in the future… you should have other work to do, right?”

“I will come and help prepare breakfast and dinner, and I will also reassign other maids to do simple helper work.”

“That’s good… You brats, don’t slack off, work hard, don’t you want to get off work today?”

The chef turned his head and directed the others to work, looking very busy.

Or rather, the chef wanted to use work to numb everything and forget everything.

It was all her fault for not leaving the kitchen in time—

“What are you thinking about? I’m not that fragile, and I’ve seen similar things before,”

The chef suddenly turned his head and said softly.

Crap, was her expression too sad?

Before Flora could adjust, the chef said again:

“But if possible, I really don’t want to see this kind of thing again… Thank you for giving that child peace.”

After speaking, the chef turned his head away, glared fiercely at the eavesdropping apprentices, and then continued to do his work.

Flora stopped talking, and finally, like usual, silently helped the chef with his work.

There were many things she wanted to say, but words like humility, guilt, shame, and self-blame were not suitable to say at this time, and she didn’t want to say them either.

Because more than negative emotions, she felt joy.

Being thanked, not being blamed, and seeing that the chef and others were not decadent or sad… were joys.

Of course, most importantly, what she had done was rewarded and not wasted.

This feeling was very comfortable and happy for anyone.

And what she had to do next was to make that awkward black-haired boy feel this kind of happiness too.

Fall in love with this feeling.

And take the initiative to do it, to find this feeling.

Well, this had nothing to do with the goal of breaking the engagement.

But even if no one else asked her to, she wanted to do it.

After all, she had always hoped that this empire, which countless people had protected with their lives, would be better in the future.