The Titan Empire: The Game of Power

Volume 1, Chapter 6

"Oh! Okay! So tell me about that one, that ...... one is a nightcap, right? Annie, you ...... you're a little off base! I'm telling the truth!"

"Oscar! How can you say that? When we get to Turin we'll be living in a big public house with dozens of rooms, what if you get up in the middle of the night and can't find the bathroom?" Annie perked up!

"As far as I know all the bedrooms in those big houses are attached to the bathroom! Annie! Put the night jug down!" Oscar tried not to yell at Annie!

"Oh? Are you sure? Can't! You'll be a big shot when you get there! You can't take that chance, the little Anru boy peeing in the garden in the middle of the night, oh my God! The Gods of Light will laugh at you! No way! The night jars must be taken with you!"

"Anne ...... In your eyes I'm one of those silly boys who'll let his piss get to him, aren't I?" Oscar was going crazy! The veins on his forehead rose high.

"Uh..! Am I interrupting?" Molonzo. Lt. General Hanin and his secretary appeared in the chaotic cell at some point.

"Ah! Damn it! Laugh if you want to! Moronzo! I know you've been listening outside the door for ages!" Oscar was a little peeved at this point.

"Oh! NO! Little Oscar! Mrs. Antony is right, as it should be! Ha ha ha ha! Those big houses in Turin aren't like my little place, where it's a good thing you don't get lost, and it's even more common that you can't find the bathroom, hahahahahaha! You'd better bring the night jug! It will be useful!" It was rare for Molonzo to find a way to sneer at Osgoode. Anru. Morissette.

Little Oscar narrowed his eyes like a wildcat ready to toy with a small mouse.

MORANZO. Count Hanin felt that he was a bit oblivious! This guy's notoriously difficult to deal with, just now he should have kept quiet, didn't this give the little bastard a chance to find a way to bully himself?

"Dear Molang Zuo! You didn't come here to poke fun at me, did you?"

Mo Lang Zuo hurriedly steered the topic to the right path upon hearing this, "Ah! It's like this! You know! The issuance of the release order requires a ceremony, I think you should attend, I know you will definitely be disgusted, but just consider it as a face for His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Oh! Molang Zuo! You misunderstand me, I'm very honored, let's go now, how could I put you in a difficult position? Capt. Welker, will you be able to help Anne get these on the wagon?"

"Oh! You are too kind; it would be an honor to serve your ladyship and you."

"All right then! Molang Zuo, let's go now! I happen to have one more thing to discuss with you!"

Molang Zuo looked at Oscar who had a bad smile on his face and suddenly had a feeling of "something bad".

Little Oscar was in a good mood after blackmailing Molonzo. Oskar's good mood after blackmailing Count Molonzo Hanin was ruined by that mean, hypocritical Supreme Prosecutor, that shameless guy on the high platform in the council chamber of Domolga Prison to speak to the criminals who were freed below, Ah! almost a bell! Little Oscar looked up at the sun out of the window; it was still some time before noon, and it seemed that this ceremony would be a while yet.

For the supreme prosecutor, Van. Marquis Van Eldo was already a dead man in Oscar's eyes, so he automatically transferred the account to the name of Alpha III, and if it wasn't to take care of the face of this supreme being, he definitely wouldn't be sitting here like a goose listening to Van Eldo's spiel. Eldo's voluminous nonsense.

There were no surprising sights in the spring of Domolga, she was like many ordinary towns in the interior of the empire, dense streets and alleys, verdant stone paved roads, everything was the traditional look of the Titans.

The citizens of Domolga are idle all year round, this is thanks to the blessing of Domolga prison, the empire in order to ensure the stability of this place specially formulated some preferential policies, here there is no excessive exorbitant taxes, there is also no powerful and bullying noble lord, the whole city is in a semi-military state.

It is worth mentioning that Domolga is the only city in the western continent that does not have a municipal government, everything here is managed on behalf of the command of the 15th cavalry division of the close guards. Imperial soldiers have the fine tradition of being f*******n to wander the streets, f*******n to talk to the citizens, and even on holidays they are not allowed to enter or leave the slightly busier streets. There was generally some grumbling about this from both soldiers and officers.

So in spring, Domolga gives people a feeling of laziness, under the trees on the roadside, taverns in the alleys, all kinds of recreational places are crowded with people, the citizens have never worried about their lives, they can buy the cheapest flour on the continent, and even more so, they can participate in the labor camps of the close guards, exchanging their labor for some money.

Young Oskar, who had not really realized that he was free when he had just stepped out of the gates of Domolga Prison, was invited to lunch with Lt. Gen. He was invited to have lunch with Lieutenant General Molonzo Hanin.

The Lieutenant-General's carriage jogged leisurely through the streets, and the passers-by, who knew the carriage with its coat-of-arms engraved on the side, stood hanging by the side of the road and respectfully doffed their hats.

The boy, who had been tormented for two hours by the Supreme Prosecutor, was a little dizzy, and he had even forgotten how he had boarded the carriage.

Oscar was shocked when he stepped into Mr. Lieutenant General's residence! As the gate opened! Cheers and music rang out at the same time!

"Congratulations! The Honorable Duke Prince of Anru!"

"Yes! Congratulations on your freedom!"

"Thank the God of Light! Thank His Majesty the Emperor! They have finally set you free!"

Little Oskar was a bit overwhelmed by what looked like a carnival-like scene! He looked at the smiling Count Molonzo Hanin at his side. Count Hanin, who was more than ever an elder.

"Uncle Moronzo! It seems like the first time I've called you that! Don't be surprised, I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done for me."

"You are too kind! You know! I don't have a son! Some days I do love and hate you! Haha! Come on! This ball is dedicated to celebrating!"

Oscar was about to say something else, as he suddenly felt as if he owed the Lord Lieutenant General something in some way, but at the Lord Lieutenant General's gesture, his attention was drawn to a bouquet of bright, white daffodils.

Was that the elf? Oscar was a little unsure as the girl holding the bouquet stood in front of him, an equally white Rosette court dress made the tall, beautiful girl seem to be transformed into an angel, and Oscar was mesmerized by the transformation from elf to angel!

Mr. Lieutenant General seemed to be satisfied with Oscar's reaction as he smiled and placed the girl's hand on his arm.

"Alright! Now I present to you my daughter! Rolana. Gertea. Hanin, the little angel who has always lived with her mother in the province of Teuton, and who has been very fortunate this time to be recognized by the University of Turin, where she is going to study history and music."

Oscar took the bouquet handed to him by the angel, and for some reason he was filled with the young girl.

Miss Earl Hanin was keenly aware of something in the teenager's fiery, scalding gaze, and her suddenly became incredibly shy.

"Daffodils bloom all year round in my home town! Once again, I thank the Count and the young lady for all they have done for me! I can see the notes leaping from Ms. Hanin's eyes, but I can't for the life of me see that you, Miss, are a historian!"

"Heh! Thank you for the compliment, continental history is one of my favorite subjects, I'm not a historian yet, but I'm sure I will be!"

"Oh la! Mr. Earl! You should be proud of your daughter! The fact that a girl has such ambition is a matter of pride in itself! I believe every word you say, Miss Hanin. Truly! You will surely become what you aspire to be!"

"Thank you again for your praise and blessing, rather! The Honorable Osne. Anru. Mr. Morissette! My father mentions your exploits in every letter home; you are a hero! Imagining you battling the most horrible criminals on the continent at night is incredibly nerve-wracking and exciting!"

Oscar was a little surprised at the girl's boldness! What she had just said should never have come from the mouth of a countess. It was close to a n***d display of affection. But Oscar had never refused a girl's passion.

"Oh! Dear Miss! Those are your fantasies, now that I am in front of you, allow me to call you Lorna or Lanna, I wonder if I have the right to do so?"

Without waiting for Roranna to answer, Count Morang had appeared between the two! Gosh! What are these two little guys doing? Flirting openly in front of so many guests! Mr. Count's face turned a little red, it would be too late if he didn't step in to stop this conversation, he had heard about little Oscar's methods of dealing with girls, those beautiful maids around him had been the famous flowers of Domolga Prison.

"Ah! Rolana, you should go and see how the preparations are going on over in the kitchen. I'm with Osne. Anru. Mr. Morissette has many guests to attend to."

"Yes father-sama, I'm on my way. It has been a pleasure to meet you! Osnee. Anru. Mr. Morissette."

"Me too!" Oscar knew he was going a little overboard.

The girl gave Oscar and her father a slight salute and then turned to leave, but she turned around suddenly as if she had thought of something, "If it's okay, I'd love it if you called me Lorna!" With that she ran off as agilely as she had last time.

Oskar was dazzled by the cute girl's adorable behavior.

The celebratory reception was a success, and almost all of the dignitaries of the province of Dormore and their families were invited by Lieutenant General Moronzo, although most of them had never met Osne. Most of them had never met Osnée Anouilh. Although most of them had never met Osne Anru Morissette, it would not be a bad thing to make friends with this unusually dignified young man.

People attending the reception were a bit surprised, Lieutenant General Molang Zuo seems to have made a fortune recently, although his residence is nothing to write home about, but the quality of the reception was somewhat rare, fresh fruits from all over the continent were served in crystal glassware, fat lobsters and sea crabs were made into new styles of cuisine, there were also a variety of sweet snacks and bacon roasted with great care, sweet water and various famous wines were available for the guests to enjoy. There were all kinds of sweet snacks and carefully baked smoked meat, sweet spring water and all kinds of famous wines for the guests to enjoy, and it seemed that a successful wine party was mostly determined by the appetite of these nobles.

Oscar was happy, although he had no interest in the adults who were almost shamelessly fawning over him, but his pleasure was in chasing after the Countess, who was both an angel and an elf.

The Countess, apparently warned by her father, kept her distance from Oscar throughout, but whenever their eyes met in the crowd, the burning passion could make both of them fight. In the end, Rolandina. Countess Hanin had to go to her room to rest. Countess Hanin had to go to her room to rest. Her dress was drenched with sweat, and it was evident that she was controlling the eruption of her passion with great strength.

Oskar's mood quickly dropped after Lorna's disappearance, and the guests who had been playing all day went back to the guest rooms that the Count had prepared for them. Oscar didn't want to leave yet, he always felt that something wonderful would happen. So he chatted with Count Moronzo about some boring topic without a word, until the appearance of the harried, machine secretary who had been unpacking all day.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, Countess Antonie . Countess Homan requests that you be able to take in Osne. Anou. Mr. Morissette for the night, Mr.'s room is essentially dismantled."

"Ah! No problem, Oscar is free! He deserves to stay outside the prison, I still have empty rooms here, but as you know Oscar, the rooms may not be too luxurious, the slightly better ones I've already arranged for the dignified VIPs."

"Oh la! I won't mind. Thank you for taking me in! Haha! Captain Weike, how was your day?" Oscar was inexplicably excited upon hearing that he would be able to stay overnight at the Count's residence.

"A horrible experience! This must be your punishment for driving away your elves." Captain Wek said helplessly.

"What elf? Did I miss something?" Moronzo was a little curious.

"Nah! It's none of your business, dear Moronzo, it was a moving story about love."

The Count's official residence had finally calmed down after a day of clamor, and Oscar was about to spend his first night in the free world in this little room.

The night was surprisingly quiet, with an occasional chirp or two from some nocturnal animal. It was not windy outside, and the window screens in the room kept swinging. There were no stars or moon in the sky, so maybe there would be a heavy rain tomorrow. Oscar thought so.

Is this what freedom is all about? To be able to go in and out of the nobleman's residence, to be able to meet beautiful girls, to be able to taste delicious dishes, Oskar always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't tell.

A letter was slipped under the door of the room, Oskar "oh la" and rolled out of bed, the teenager until this time to believe his own hunch. The paper smelled sweet, and the girl's Titanic writing was beautiful and fluent.

"I have heard from my father-sama that you are able to travel and walk on buildings, so I am staying in the last room on the third floor on the right hand side, with a pot of blossoming daffodils on the window sill, Rolandna . Gertea. Hanin looks forward to your arrival."

Oscar kissed the fragrant letterhead, he straightened his clothes, opened the window of the room with a smooth hand and jumped out without even looking at it.

The little fat man was in excellent physical condition; he was fatter and more agile than a moose, and he weighed more yet was a better climber than an ape. Oscar easily avoided the watchful eyes of the Night's Watch, and he saw the branch of daffodils.

MORONZO. Count Hanin's residence was built in the time of Alpha I., when architecture was concerned with the harmony of the whole and the curiosity of its appearance. The large villa had only three floors, each spaced far apart, but that didn't pose too much of a problem for the boy who was about to pick the flowers.

Oscar tightly grasped one of the reliefs on the wall of the first floor, he carefully chose the place where he could support his weight to step down, the excitement and nervousness made the little Oscar, who had already climbed up to the second floor, sweating profusely. Sweat falling on his eyes felt really bad, the teenager had to hang on the balcony of the second floor to rest for a while, he didn't dare to make any noise, the light of the guest room in the balcony was still on.

Junior Oscar felt like he should just walk right into Rolana. Gertrude. Countess Hanin's room, but he dismissed the idea at once. Misses are accompanied by their servants, these guys are responsible for their food and living, and also responsible for teaching them the rules of etiquette, but these attendants all have the same task, that is, to protect the chastity of the young ladies, so that the young ladies do not have the opportunity to be alone with those gentlemen, so that those silly boys can not be seen and touched. So it is not possible to enter the rooms of the noble and pure ladies by the main door at night, and if you want to have a rendezvous, you can only go through the window, which is the fundamental reason why the parents arranged the rooms of the ladies in such a high position.

Oscar is not a stupid boy, he rested for a while and then quickly climbed up to the third floor, the pot of "blossoming daffodils" is in front of him.

"Lorna! Lorna!" Oscar's first rendezvous was about to be a success!

"Oh dear! My little one, can you keep it down? Aunt Ceci just went to bed." The window revealed the girl's cute little head. "Come in quick! Try not to make a sound, for goodness sake! It's so dangerous out there! I've just been regretting it, and I'll blame myself for the rest of my life if you fall and hurt yourself!"

Oscar entered the room with a gentle leap, "Thank you for your concern! I'm doing just fine! In fact even if you lived on the moon I'd find a ladder and climb up." Oscar said it lightly, but he was still satisfied that the girl was thinking about his well-being.

In the same way, Rolandina . Gertea. Countess Hanin was also satisfied with Oscar's compliments, but her situation was not very good. She had invited a boy two years younger than herself into her room in the middle of the night, and if her mother or Aunt Ceci found out about it it would mean the end of the world, she would be f*******n to go out, she would be locked up in her room to reflect, and she would never want to go to Turin to study again.

Oscar surveyed the Countess, she had lake blue eyes, a small nose, slightly upturned lips, and blonde hair, Lorna was dressed simply in a white cotton nightgown, she obviously hadn't intentionally dressed up, she stood purely and innocently in front of Oscar, appearing confident in herself.

Rolanna was suddenly a little chagrined, she was ashamed of her indulgence last night, she had come to Domolga from her home nominally to visit her father, but she knew that in fact she had wanted to make the acquaintance of the teenager whom her father had described as being full of legend, and although Oscar's image was a little different from what she had imagined she was still pleased.

Things weren't supposed to be that way, and when Oscar invited her for a walk she instinctively wanted to refuse, but she really didn't want to say goodbye to the teenager like that, so she agreed to the teenager's request and couldn't help but get close to him in the woods. Loranna didn't think that she had allowed Oscar to touch her for that ring, but geez! How could she have gone along with him doing that? Oh god! Still in the woods!

Oscar saw that the girl's face was suddenly smeared with a lovely red color, and he did not know what condition it was in, but he knew that some one must come and break the silence.

"Uh ...... can I get something to drink?" That was such a stupid thing to say! Oscar regretted it as soon as he first said it. He wasn't here for a drink.

"Oh..! I ...... I only have some juice here." Rolana obviously didn't expect little Oscar to make such a request either.

"Forget it then!" Oscar was a little exasperated at his own clumsiness; things weren't as wonderful as he thought they would be.

"Oh! Then ...... then you can have a seat!" Loranna was equally inexperienced with rendezvous, no one had ever told her what a rendezvous man or woman had to do.

Oscar scratched his head, he felt that the most comfortable thing in this bedroom would be the large bed made of red pine wood and covered with thick velvet, but he would arouse the Countess's contempt and vigilance if he sat there, so for the first time he committed himself to a chair of ordinary shape and comfort.

Loranna sat herself down on that great bed, and Oscar looked at her enviously.

"I hope I'm not causing you any trouble by inviting you here so abruptly, in fact, I don't know why I'm doing this, I just wanted to meet you! And speak with you ...... uh ...... with you again." Loranna could feel her cheeks burning as she spoke.

"Dear Loranna! How can you say such a thing? You don't know how happy I was when I received your letter, and talking to you like this is already the most wonderful gift that the God of Light can give me. Oh! And, dear Lorna, please call me Oscar; you seem too rusty in addressing me." Oscar realized that he was becoming wise again as he sat in his chair.

"Oh, all right! Oscar! Last night ...... I ...... I accepted the gift you gave me, you ...... You don't think I'm one of those vain girls, do you?" Loranna was unusually concerned about what Oscar thought of her.

"Oh! Loranna! Geez! I want to apologize to you! I was the one who seduced you last night; you are a pure and noble girl, and that ring was merely a gift; I just had such a thing on me, and it happened to suit you so well that I gave it to you! You will remember that I did not hesitate at the time; are you questioning my motives for doing that?"

"Oh! no! The God of Light testifies! I had not the slightest thought of that kind; how could I have suspected you, oh Oscar, please! You have misunderstood me! I was just afraid you'd think I was with you ...... with you ...... because of that ring, ah! Anyway you know! I'm not that kind of girl! Please you must believe me!" Loranna cried out as she spoke.

See! This is where the little liar is brilliant, in his mind there is no woman who doesn't like that thing called "vanity". In fact, the question is not clear at all, so Oskar avoids it and cleverly switches the concept, and the girl's love of vanity becomes a suspicion of the boy's motives for giving him the gift. The results of this were welcome. Oscar also sat down on the bed, and he gathered the weeping girl in his arms.

"Oh! good girl! I know, I know! Please, don't cry anymore, the God of Light will punish me for making his angel sad like that. So here's the deal! You give me back my ring and we'll pretend that nothing happened yesterday." Oscar made a rogue move.

"No!" Rolanna also stopped crying as she glared fiercely at Oscar. "I don't want it! You said that the light of the ring will make the God of Light in the far sky see and bless us, this is the token you gave me, are you going to abandon me?"

Oscar couldn't hold it back any longer, he laughed that hearty laugh, "Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! Lorna is a little fool! Gosh! I was teasing you! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Already knowing that she had been tricked by her little lover, Loranna screamed and tackled Oscar onto the bed with all her strength, "I'm going to punish you! You little liar!"

"Ah! Lorna, I didn't mean it! Hahaha ...... don't move there ...... haha ...... I'm ticklish!" Oscar rolled into a ball as he hugged Rolandna.

"NO! I must punish you! Say! Do you still dare?" Rolanna was like a bossy little hen at this point.

"Don't dare! I swear!"

The young boy and girl were happily laughing and joking.

A sharp knock on the door.

"Miss! Miss! Can you let me in? I just heard something, did something happen to you?"

"Oh dear! It's Aunt Ceci!"

Oscar, who had shown extraordinary agility in this emergency, "flew" up to the window with a single step, and Rolandna only felt a flash of light before her eyes.

"Ha! Running really fast, so you're still a coward!" Rowlanda held the window and laughed softly at Oscar who had already jumped outside.

"Yup! Darling, if I get caught by your father, maybe he'll put me in jail again! I'm off, thank you, it's been a wonderful evening!"

"Oscar! Wait!"

Just as Oscar turned back in dismay, the young girl's gentle, fiery kiss landed on his lips.

"Miss! What the hell is wrong with you? Open the door, will you?"

Lips parted.

The girl made a face at Oscar and turned around and yelled, "Coming!"

The window closes. Oscar caresses the girl's lips with the remaining warmth of the girl for a while, just now he can not be sure of his feelings for the girl, because at first, he just treats the girl as a beautiful prey he captured, but just now that kiss overthrows this idea, Oscar is convinced that he has fallen in love with the daughter of the Molang left the lieutenant-general.

April 10th, 791 years of the Light Calendar, it rained heavily early in the morning, the whole sky was covered by thick dark clouds, the earth was a blur in the pitch blackness, and only the transparent water curtains that fell from the sky reflected some light.

Domolga seemed especially peaceful in the rain, not a single pedestrian on the road, except for a small group of Konoha cavalry patrolling the muddy streets in solitude.

The Lord Lieutenant General and Osne. Anru. Morissette appeared together in the small, opulent parlor. They had arranged to have breakfast together last night.

Although Oscar had been somewhat sleep-deprived for the past two days, he was in surprisingly good spirits. He did not curse the unlucky weather, but savored the rich and exquisite breakfast with great relish.

"Geez! Oscar! You really should moderate your appetite." The lieutenant general finally relented when he saw that Oscar had no intention of stopping after eating four pieces of bread, three servings of scrambled eggs, and two glasses of milk.

"Thank you for your concern, dear Moronzo, you're becoming more and more like an old man, I'm in a critical stage of growing my body, and I have to rely on food to keep it going."

"But you should take note, that Mr. Pars once mentioned that your stomach and intestines have been bad." Lord Lieutenant General remained undeterred.

"Oh la! I know, please pass me that scrambled egg! Ha! Thanks! Your breakfast is fantastic!"

"Alright then! Fatty! Let's change the subject, what are your future plans? Didn't you decide to move today?"

"Yes. As you know, there are some big shots in Turin who are eager to see me. As for future plans, I haven't thought about that yet! I am only fifteen, don't you forget. What was your daughter doing when she was fifteen?" Oscar laughed and threw the question back to Moronzo.