The Prince Wants to Retire

mperial Faction and to keep it going.
But in this life, he thought differently.

Of course, at the moment, he couldn’t do anything.
His physical condition was terrible and he had no information or resources.
However, even at this time, Tarion had a small group of people he had personally cultivated.

“They’re a small group, but they’ve got some substance.
So we should be able to at least figure out what’s going on in the open.”

Thinking this, Kariel encouraged Tarion, who nodded hesitantly.

“It’s possible.
But…”

“I really have no intention of doing anything.
We just need to gather information.”

“…I understand.”

After reluctantly responding, Tarion opened his mouth as Kariel grinned.

“Bring me one of the servants.”

“Well, if you have orders…”

“Ah! I plan to send a task to the palace library to find something.”

“Please tell me!”

Looking at him pounding his chest as if to ask him to entrust it to him, Kariel shook his head.

“Tarion will find out about that.”

“If it’s not too much, I can certainly do it.”

“Is that so?”

After Tarion spoke proudly, Kariel grinned and asked him to bring a paper and began writing down roughly remembered books, from historical books about the mythological era to martial arts and encyclopedia on monsters.
Of course, he mixed in some miscellaneous items to confuse the spies.

“Uh…”

“Of course, this is just what to bring right away, and I’ll have you bring documents on herbalism and this disease as well, while also finding ways to recover my body.”

“Um…”

“Is it a lot?”

Tarion awkwardly smiled and nodded slightly at Kariel’s question.

“Call them in.”

“Yes!”

Tarion, who answered as if saluting like a soldier, gracefully bowed and left the room with a surprised expression.

After a while, when the steward came in instead of Tyrion, Kariel handed him a piece of paper with a list of books to be fetched from the library and fell into thought again.

The biggest reason he lost Tyrion was because of the betrayal of those he thought were on the same side.

Imperial Faction…

Thinking about the Imperial Faction, Kariel gritted his teeth.

Looking back now, they were useless people.

If it were a peaceful era, he might have thought about taking them along even though they were like garbage, but the future was hell.

Moreover, he had no intention of becoming an emperor, so there was no reason to take the Imperial Faction with him.

I’ll sacrifice the Imperial Faction for my YOLO Life.

Kariel grinned, having firmly made up his mind.

He had no intention of letting his guard down or stupidly letting himself be taken advantage of like in his previous life.

His belief, born of the hardships he endured as an emperor, was that “if you get screwed over twice, you’re f*cked..”

What could he do to avoid that in this life?

Get what I need and get out of the palace.