Although it was a small city, it still had a population of over 100,000. What were the chances of meeting Count Schultz in such a complex place? It made more sense to have waited from the beginning.
"You don't have to come out to pick me up. Is something wrong?"
Count Rufus Schultz answered with a rather troubled expression.
"Please spare me, Your Majesty!"
Dump!
Suddenly, he got down on his knees and caught everyone's attention. This made Abel sound like some kind of bad person.
"Please get up. Let's go in and talk."
Abel didn't know what the hell had happened, but he had a feeling he had the wrong number. Could this be the emperor's scheme?
"Oh, really. I'm on vacation!"
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Since there were so many eyes watching, Abel decided to move his seat first. Count Rufus Schultz guided them to the upper office. But something felt a bit strange.
