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C85-C86

Max quietly stared at him, who had one knee in front of the emperor. It was Count Pyrex, the captain of the royal guard, who was notorious for doing anything at the emperor's order.

'The swordsmanship they used yesterday was obviously... similar to mine's.'

As soon as his teacher left yesterday, he removed those who were approaching the Floyen residence and left one alive for confession.

Far from confessing, he did his best to threaten him, but he got a hint from that.

'There are not many people in the Empire who can persecute the Duke of Floyen. Among them, the most powerful...'

Max sat on the throne and stared at the emperor, who was staring at him.

"How come you're not wearing armor today?" Max smiled at the Emperor's question.

''Oh, my joints aren't very good, so I'm checking.''

"Well, how long did he say it would take?''

"I think it'll take about three days.''

The emperor opened his eyes and looked at his son in detail.

'It's a big deal to go around with a bare face for three days.'

It was not an exaggeration to say that the only resemblance between the Crom Prince and the Emperor is the color of his hair and eyes, and the Crown Prince's beautiful looks was actually inherited from the Empress. However, it was an objective evaluation of those who knew the Crown Prince's face, and the Emperor's thoughts were quite different.

'Definitely resembles me, so it's half-hearted.'

He thought he would have clicked his tongue if the leader next to him had picked it up, but the Emperor seriously thought about it.

'It's difficult to lure the leisure of a powerful family with that face.'

Since he is scheduled to reign for decades to come, his son's power should not be increased right now. If they hold off on giving the throne for a long time, we can't guarantee that Maximilian will stay calm.

'We're going to have to get him married because of the temperament of the warm-hearted, so we're going to have to make sure they get married with the rest of the powerless, spiritless family.'

The emperor, who had made up his mind, said with a smile.

''So, at the last victory banquet.''

"Yes."

"Did you have an eye-catching noble lady?''

When he was about to deny it, Max remembered the image of Jubelian in his head.

'It's a sight, but the problem is I might not have caught her eye.'

It was bitter in his mouth. If he could, he wanted to force a blind date as Juvelian misunderstood. But...

'You'll hate me if I do that.'

What Max wanted to get was also Jubelian's heart. He never wanted to do anything that would offend her.

"I don't know yet."

The Emperor smiled as if he were satisfied, staring at his son, who gave him a pleasing answer after a long time.

"Yes, you're still young, so I'm not sure if I can recognize you." Max twisted his mouth.

'I'm too young to be... It may not be surprising.'

Twenty-two years old in the Empire is a good age for marriage. Ordinary parents were bound to look for a match for their children's marriage before they had a coming-of-age ceremony. But that reaction means the Emperor's marriage to the Crown Prince, no.To be exact, he said he did not want his son to gain power. Max played his thoughtless son in front of his father, who had longed to feel like a transparent glass bead.