A Low-Level Civil Servant Wants to Get Promoted

One day, while living as a low-ranking civil servant in a hopeless imperial bureau, I realized that I had been reincarnated into a novel.

"My God, the shadowy masterminds are about to start a war? If war breaks out, people like me will be the first to die!"

If the story follows the original setting, a war is about to begin.

If I want to survive, I have to save the crown prince first!

After saving the crown prince, who was destined to die first in the original story, and leaking the original plot information so he could catch the masterminds, I somehow became the youngest minister.

I wasn’t exactly planning to get ahead, but I guess it’s not a bad thing!

As long as I don’t make a scene and just catch the masterminds.

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Bullying the villains is surprisingly fun, and the taste of power is too sweet.

But then...

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has a great sense of responsibility, but since he has nowhere to rest his heart, he may sometimes want to run away."

The strange new intern says nonsense.

No, I’m the one who saved the crown prince!

"What? Ru-u-un?"

I said ominously, my eyes gleaming.

"If Your Highness ever runs away... I’ll chase you to the very ends of the continent myself. I’ll grab you by the collar and drag you back somehow, then stick right next to you and watch you with hawk-like eyes."

Hm?

Then why are you, intern, trembling? And why are your ears burning red?

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