His Majesty Wants to Read the New Release!

Chapter 11 The Scarf that I Gave (3)

Translator: Kimmy

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The two continued talking, ignoring the suffering Emperor.

"So why do I have to go instead of him?"

"That's because the 'him' is the Emperor."

"Even if he is an Emperor, he still deserves some holiday. Just tell him to go have a fight or something."

"But you are the reason he missed his holiday."

"Well, I had a very important mission to find my beloved."

"What bELoveD, you retard. I missed my holiday because of you! I've been dying for it!"

The Emperor, energized by his anger towards the Duke, yelled as if he was spitting fire.

However, the disrespectful cousin just disregarded what the Emperor said.

"Ah, the event? You would have missed it anyway with your terrible disguise."

The Chancellor thought to himself that it was indeed true.

Who would ever look at that Emperor directly and dare think of him as a 'common fan'?

The Emperor seemed absurdly confident that he would come off as a commoner but the Duke and the Chancellor were 100% sure that the Emperor would not look like a commoner in his sloppy disguise.

"I could have been not detected! I am capable of doing that! I could have gone and got my book set signed!"

"You are the Emperor, you can just order someone. Why would you insist on going yourself...."

"Sending someone and going yourself is different!"

The Chancellor and the Duke could not relate to his fanboying struggles.

The Chancellor at least listened to the Emperor to analyze his behavioral motives but the Duke had zero motivation to understand him.

"Besides that, just go to Cartul!"

"Ah. I have a fatal illness in which I will die when I am too far away from my love."

"Then just go and die already then come back!"

The Head Butler Frantz came by to check on the situation after hearing the Emperor's voice grew louder. The Chancellor pitifully looked at Frantz, who ran away as soon as he saw the Duke, then turned away to look out the window.

There was the mountain that borders Lesa and Cartul.

By using the gate, traveling there would, more or less, take 10 days. But, with the Duke's power, the time would decrease by half.

Budget-wise and personality-wise, the Duke was the perfect ambassador to send to express Lesa's bitterness.

"You see, Duke, this isn't completely unrelated to you."

The Chancellor apologized to Brigitta in his mind and flung out his bait.

Brigitta and Glenn immediately connected when they met, knowing they both suffered from the two Rumilesas. But in this case, it was business.

Frankly, he did feel bad for Brigitta but there was no other perfect bait to lure the Duke.

"Well, the person who needs the swordmaster verification is someone no other than Lord Emmerich herself."

"Hm?"

The Duke immediately bit the bait.

"I missed the timing to tell you because His Majesty came, but the swordmaster that was denied was your lily."