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"General Miorich, is my father inside?" A handsome young man stepped out of the transport portal . Next to him was another man, just as young and handsome . Judging by his robes, he was already a high-level mage .
"My lord, His Grace is already waiting for you . " Miorich dipped his head . "And this is…?"
"This is my friend, Brufit . "
"Ah, the friend you’ve mentioned in your letter . The one that saved your life . "
"Yes . "
Miorich hesitated, then moved out of the way, "this way, my lord . "
The oldest prince of the Maho Empire, Wester, smiled, nodded, and walked into the great hall . Miorich followed the two silently . He was the leader of the King’s Guards and had to be on guard at all times . The prince was not an object of concern, but the young man Brufit was . They had only met once, and Miorich did not know who he really was .
The emperor of Maho, Yolanthe, appeared to be a young man . If it wasn’t for the wrinkles around his eyes and his slightly bloated physique, he could have passed for a thirty year old . Seeing Wester, he dropped his scepter and hurried over with his arms wide open, "Son! It’s good to see you back here . I heard you ran into some trouble on the road?"
"Father . " Wester hurried over and embraced his father . "It was because of my carelessness . I apologize for the trouble . "
"You saved my son?" Yolanthe’s gaze turned to Brufit . "Tell me your name, child . You saved the hope of the empire, and I will repay you for your kind act . "
"You’re too kind, Your Grace," Brufit said . "Anyone with honor would not have stood idly by . It is my honor to help a prince . "
"Well said . " Yolanthe laughed as he sat down on the throne . "Honor lives . Wester, you’ve taken care of your business?"
"No, Father . I heard Alisen Empire’s Dark Moon Legion arrived at the front line, and we were facing immense threats . I was worried and thought my business could wait . "
"Really?" Yolanthe looked around . This kind of confidential military information could not be kept secret forever, but Wester shouldn’t have known about it so fast . The only explanation was that there was someone who had leaked information . After twenty years on the throne, there was no way Yolanthe didn’t understand this . Wester had already began gathering his own informants .
"Father, I only have one request," Wester said, kneeling down in front of Yolanthe .
"Speak," Yolanthe said, looking at his son, smiling .
"Our empire is facing an incredible threat . As the eldest son, I cannot sit idly by! Father, I request to go to the front line immediately, so that I may help Granden with the threats from the Alisen Empire . "
Yolanthe didn’t say anything . Wester was his oldest son, and he had watched Wester grow up . Wester had just started on his road to power, and his plans couldn’t evade Yolanthe’s eyes . Wester claimed that he wanted to help Granden, but he really wanted to limit Granden’s power .
His request was impressive, but Yolanthe could not agree . Granden was a supervisor . With two supervisors, the front line would be filled with quarrels and infighting .
To Yolanthe, Wester was amazing . He was smart, cunning, and knew how to talk his way into things . He was Yolanthe’s oldest legitimate son as well, and for the longest time Yolanthe had plans for Wester to take over the throne once he died . However, he was concerned about Wester’s ambition . He could not endure his brothers being better than him in any field . When they were, he had to prove he was better .
Even before Alisen sent the Dark Moon Legion, Yolanthe had already detected Alisen’s intention of launching a full-scale war . So he sent out Wester to meet someone . Yolanthe knew Wester had never experienced a truly harsh situation, and he was worried Wester would make mistakes, so he had told his entire plan to the man Wester was going to meet . Yolanthe told him to strike a marriage between Wester and the Shansa Empire . This would relieve tension and draw the army from the eastern front to face Alisen Empire .
He never thought that Wester would turn back halfway, overturning his entire plan . After the message, Yolanthe was disappointed, to say the least .
As a father, Yolanthe was amazing . He didn’t show how upset he was in his expression and instead had tried to lighten the mood, so that he wouldn’t hurt Wester’s pride . But for a king to protect his child so much, was he choosing to do the right thing?
"Father," seeing that Yolanthe had remained silent, Wester urged him on .
Yolanthe sighed, ripping off a piece of bamboo from a curtain nearby and tossing it to Wester . "Break it . "
Wester blinked but did as he was told .
Yolanthe asked a maid to roll the curtain together and tossed it to Wester again . "Break it . "
"Father," Wester frowned . "This is impossible . "
"Why?"
"Because it’s too thick!"
"You’re wrong," Yolanthe said . "It is because they are united . I cannot compare to Baidah or Miorich in terms of military tactics . I cannot compare to Saul in magic, or to Scotty in knowledge . And yet, I am the emperor . Do you know why?"
Wester stared at his father, speechless .
"Compare to the powerful and the skilled, I am the weakest," Yolanthe said, pacing to the curtain and breaking off a piece of bamboo . "You can break me, just like this . "
"Father . . "
"But," Yolanthe said, unfolding the curtain . He placed the piece of bamboo inside and bundled it together . "Who can break me now?"
Wester looked at the curtain, then back to his father, and sank into deep thought .
"As a king, you must learn how to unite and accept . Accept forgivable mistakes and unite all that you can . That is the only way to become the most powerful man . " Yolanthe didn’t want to give up on Wester, and wanted to help him understand the situation with his words .
"When Baery became a top-tier swordmaster, I left my scepter and my good clothes behind, and we drank ourselves unconscious in the tavern . When Miorich became a gold knight, I…"
"Your Grace!" Miorich interrupted, fluttered . They obviously did something embarrassing .
"What are you scared of?" Yolanthe grinned .
Miorich looked away, still blushing, and did not make any eye contact .
Yolanthe’s eyes turned to Wester, "Child, do not be envious of your subjects’ success . Do not strip them of their glories . Otherwise," his voice turned sharp, his scepter turning to his son . "Otherwise, you have no right to sit on that throne . "
Wester stared but didn’t say anything .
"Granden has always liked the military, and he is stronger in that field than you and I . Let him worry about the war . Do not interrupt him . " Yolanthe rubbed his temples . "Once the war broke out, my work increased . I’m old now . Stay, help me . "
"I understand," Wester whispered .
Yolanthe waved his hand . Wester stepped out of the hall, wiping his brows . In his memories, his father was always kind and loving, but today his words were so pointed that Wester didn’t know how to deal with it .
"My lord, are we still going to the frontline?" Brufit asked .
"My lord, are we still going to the frontline?" Brufit asked .
"What do you think?"
"Then petition…"
"Stop that . Stop all of that," Wester growled . "I can feel it . Father is angry with me . I can’t be too careless right now . "
"I understand . " Brufit nodded .
The two stepped into a portal and activated it . Wester, standing in the front, couldn’t see it, but Brufit’s left pinky suddenly became a fragment of a bone . A drop of black liquid fell silently onto the portal and disappeared . When they emerged from the portal, his finger had returned to normal .
"My lord, where are we going?"
"To my mother . My father always listens to my mother . She will talk some sense into him . "
"Ah," Brufit said . "My lord is wise . "
"From what I can tell… Father always liked me . If I had known about this, I wouldn’t have returned . "
"My lord, these small problems will surely be resolved soon by your brilliance . "
"Hopefully . " Wester sighed .
On the other side of the portal, a grey shadow abruptly appeared . It stared at the portal and, finally, sighed .
Chapter 26: Disappointment and ProtectionTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: - -.
"General Miorich, is my father inside?" A handsome young man stepped out of the transport portal . Next to him was another man, just as young and handsome . Judging by his robes, he was already a high-level mage
.
"My lord, His Grace is already waiting for you . " Miorich dipped his head . "And this is…?".
.
"This is my friend, Brufit . ".
.
"Ah, the friend you’ve mentioned in your letter . The one that saved your life . ".
.
"Yes . ".
.
Miorich hesitated, then moved out of the way, "this way, my lord . ".
.
The oldest prince of the Maho Empire, Wester, smiled, nodded, and walked into the great hall . Miorich followed the two silently . He was the leader of the King’s Guards and had to be on guard at all times . The prince was not an object of concern, but the young man Brufit was . They had only met once, and Miorich did not know who he really was
.
The emperor of Maho, Yolanthe, appeared to be a young man . If it wasn’t for the wrinkles around his eyes and his slightly bloated physique, he could have passed for a thirty year old . Seeing Wester, he dropped his scepter and hurried over with his arms wide open, "Son! It’s good to see you back here . I heard you ran into some trouble on the road?".
.
"Father . " Wester hurried over and embraced his father . "It was because of my carelessness . I apologize for the trouble . ".
.
"You saved my son?" Yolanthe’s gaze turned to Brufit . "Tell me your name, child . You saved the hope of the empire, and I will repay you for your kind act . ".
.
"You’re too kind, Your Grace," Brufit said . "Anyone with honor would not have stood idly by . It is my honor to help a prince . ".
.
"Well said . " Yolanthe laughed as he sat down on the throne . "Honor lives . Wester, you’ve taken care of your business?".
.
"No, Father . I heard Alisen Empire’s Dark Moon Legion arrived at the front line, and we were facing immense threats . I was worried and thought my business could wait . ".
.
"Really?" Yolanthe looked around . This kind of confidential military information could not be kept secret forever, but Wester shouldn’t have known about it so fast . The only explanation was that there was someone who had leaked information . After twenty years on the throne, there was no way Yolanthe didn’t understand this . Wester had already began gathering his own informants
.
"Father, I only have one request," Wester said, kneeling down in front of Yolanthe
.
"Speak," Yolanthe said, looking at his son, smiling
.
"Our empire is facing an incredible threat . As the eldest son, I cannot sit idly by! Father, I request to go to the front line immediately, so that I may help Granden with the threats from the Alisen Empire . ".
.
Yolanthe didn’t say anything . Wester was his oldest son, and he had watched Wester grow up . Wester had just started on his road to power, and his plans couldn’t evade Yolanthe’s eyes . Wester claimed that he wanted to help Granden, but he really wanted to limit Granden’s power
.
His request was impressive, but Yolanthe could not agree . Granden was a supervisor . With two supervisors, the front line would be filled with quarrels and infighting
.
To Yolanthe, Wester was amazing . He was smart, cunning, and knew how to talk his way into things . He was Yolanthe’s oldest legitimate son as well, and for the longest time Yolanthe had plans for Wester to take over the throne once he died . However, he was concerned about Wester’s ambition . He could not endure his brothers being better than him in any field . When they were, he had to prove he was better
.
Even before Alisen sent the Dark Moon Legion, Yolanthe had already detected Alisen’s intention of launching a full-scale war . So he sent out Wester to meet someone . Yolanthe knew Wester had never experienced a truly harsh situation, and he was worried Wester would make mistakes, so he had told his entire plan to the man Wester was going to meet . Yolanthe told him to strike a marriage between Wester and the Shansa Empire . This would relieve tension and draw the army from the eastern front to face Alisen Empire
.
He never thought that Wester would turn back halfway, overturning his entire plan . After the message, Yolanthe was disappointed, to say the least
.
As a father, Yolanthe was amazing . He didn’t show how upset he was in his expression and instead had tried to lighten the mood, so that he wouldn’t hurt Wester’s pride . But for a king to protect his child so much, was he choosing to do the right thing?.
.
"Father," seeing that Yolanthe had remained silent, Wester urged him on
.
Yolanthe sighed, ripping off a piece of bamboo from a curtain nearby and tossing it to Wester . "Break it . ".
.
Wester blinked but did as he was told
.
Yolanthe asked a maid to roll the curtain together and tossed it to Wester again . "Break it . ".
.
"Father," Wester frowned . "This is impossible . ".
.
"Why?".
.
"Because it’s too thick!".
.
"You’re wrong," Yolanthe said . "It is because they are united . I cannot compare to Baidah or Miorich in terms of military tactics . I cannot compare to Saul in magic, or to Scotty in knowledge . And yet, I am the emperor . Do you know why?".
.
Wester stared at his father, speechless
.
"Compare to the powerful and the skilled, I am the weakest," Yolanthe said, pacing to the curtain and breaking off a piece of bamboo . "You can break me, just like this . ".
.
"Father ".
.
"But," Yolanthe said, unfolding the curtain . He placed the piece of bamboo inside and bundled it together . "Who can break me now?".
.
Wester looked at the curtain, then back to his father, and sank into deep thought
.
"As a king, you must learn how to unite and accept . Accept forgivable mistakes and unite all that you can . That is the only way to become the most powerful man . " Yolanthe didn’t want to give up on Wester, and wanted to help him understand the situation with his words
.
"When Baery became a top-tier swordmaster, I left my scepter and my good clothes behind, and we drank ourselves unconscious in the tavern . When Miorich became a gold knight, I…".
.
"Your Grace!" Miorich interrupted, fluttered . They obviously did something embarrassing
.
"What are you scared of?" Yolanthe grinned
.
Miorich looked away, still blushing, and did not make any eye contact
.
Yolanthe’s eyes turned to Wester, "Child, do not be envious of your subjects’ success . Do not strip them of their glories . Otherwise," his voice turned sharp, his scepter turning to his son . "Otherwise, you have no right to sit on that throne . ".
.
Wester stared but didn’t say anything
.
"Granden has always liked the military, and he is stronger in that field than you and I . Let him worry about the war . Do not interrupt him . " Yolanthe rubbed his temples . "Once the war broke out, my work increased . I’m old now . Stay, help me . ".
.
"I understand," Wester whispered
.
Yolanthe waved his hand . Wester stepped out of the hall, wiping his brows . In his memories, his father was always kind and loving, but today his words were so pointed that Wester didn’t know how to deal with it
.
"My lord, are we still going to the frontline?" Brufit asked
.
"What do you think?".
.
"Then petition…".
.
"Stop that . Stop all of that," Wester growled . "I can feel it . Father is angry with me . I can’t be too careless right now . ".
.
"I understand . " Brufit nodded
.
The two stepped into a portal and activated it . Wester, standing in the front, couldn’t see it, but Brufit’s left pinky suddenly became a fragment of a bone . A drop of black liquid fell silently onto the portal and disappeared . When they emerged from the portal, his finger had returned to normal
.
"My lord, where are we going?".
.
"To my mother . My father always listens to my mother . She will talk some sense into him . ".
.
"Ah," Brufit said . "My lord is wise . ".
.
"From what I can tell… Father always liked me . If I had known about this, I wouldn’t have returned . ".
.
"My lord, these small problems will surely be resolved soon by your brilliance . ".
.
"Hopefully . " Wester sighed
.
On the other side of the portal, a grey shadow abruptly appeared . It stared at the portal and, finally, sighed
Chapter end
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