Effortlessly overturning his own words from just a few minutes earlier, Shu's calm and indifferent gaze slowly swept over everyone present, finally returning to his father, Clive Bresen, who represented the will of the Violet Family. He slowly shook his head and said, "Can you guarantee that, your Majesty?"
The old emperor remained silent for a long time, eventually sighing deeply, his exhaustion tinged with a bit of relief as he closed his eyes...
"I cannot, Child."
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Game Time AM12:16
Violet Empire, the capital city of Sālāmù'ēn, old town district - "Female Bee" pub
At a wooden table by the window, Motan picked up his ice-cold, sweet honey water and toasted the delicately featured elf man seating across him in a white cloak, exclaiming cheerfully, "To your health, esteemed Prince~"
"You should keep calling me Lein."
