The guard captain took a proper bow in front of the stairs leading to the throne and then stepped aside. Aldwin paid his respects to the noble being standing above the throne, following the guard captain.
Behind him, Lu, walking slowly, thought augmented reality was disgustingly broad and quite inefficient, as she removed her hood and bowed her head. She did not pay respects in the same way; she was not a knight.
“You have returned earlier than I thought.”
Carlos Arthur Ingram, the emperor of the Kaleta Empire, did not look like an ordinary human to anyone.
His lightcolored hair changed in shade subtly as it caught the light, and his penetrating eyes were close to white emerald green. His appearance was too beautiful, and he had not aged at all, even after five hundred years on the throne.
Lu fixed her gaze downward appropriately. It was a look that could shake a person’s heart, but it seemed that, perhaps having gone through Hayden, she was more composed than expected.
‘He was too handsome.’
“Seeing your face is pleasant. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it, Knight Gennes?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. I trust you have been well?”
She responded appropriately and looked around.
Those in augmented reality were the guard captain, the empire’s knight commander, Aldwin Rochester, and the emperor’s righthand man, the prime minister.
In the Kaleta Empire, diplomats were extremely rare. There was no reason for the empire to engage in diplomacy. But now it had to be done.
“You have heard the situation from Duke Rochester.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The empire’s knight commander was observing Rustica Gennes, who now seemed to have lost all of her youthful appearance.
Her body was still erect, so she must not be neglecting her training, and though she had lost all her money gambling, her eyes were clear. She was in her midtwenties now, the baby fat gone, and her expression calm.
Could this person be sent to the ‘Perseus Empire’ beyond the barrier?
“Although it is bewildering as there is no precedent, reconciliation through diplomacy is better than war. There is no unnecessary expenditure, and the sacrifice of young blood will no longer occur.”
Were those words to come from someone who had been engaging in a war of attrition near the barrier for hundreds of years, without ever thinking about breaching it?
Thousands of imperial citizens were dragged beyond the barrier, and not even a thought to find them! That’s something to say for someone who wanted to kill them at twentyone but lost even that desire at twentyfive. The emperor was always like that, and she could never kill him. She knew it.
“Nobody knows better than me how much General Gennes loves peace. But we don’t know at all what our enemy, who has been our foe until now, is like. So the task of the diplomat is most crucial.”
A sigh escaped, but she did not outright rest.
Carlos Arthur Ingram, the Emperor still understood her well.
He knew too well what she considered important, how she would work if thrown beyond that barrier. That’s why he spoke like that. No matter how much she ran away, she was in the Emperor’s palm.
“Go find our kidnapped imperial citizens and find out about the opponent’s military strength.”
Only now did he talk about the kidnapped imperial citizens. It was shameless.
But the emperor could be as shameless as he wanted. Because he is the god of Kaleta.
The diplomats he sends are, in the end, a kind of official spies. They would have to wage an intelligence war beneath the surface. The other side would know that too.
“You need to find out how monsters are made.”
Riga remained silent and just listened. More than anything, she was curious about the purpose of the monsters that kept intruding into the empire, but the people here casually dismissed it, saying isn’t it obvious why those disgusting creatures are invading the mighty empire?
“Stay in their capital and make regular reports.”
“Will they also send a diplomat?”
Riga asked for the first time.
“So they say. Preparations are underway to welcome them. You, General, must leave today.”
The emperor nodded his head and added a harsher condition.
“How much support can you provide?”
She asked like a very sincere soldier, ready for everything.
“The salary won’t be lacking. That’s one thing I can promise properly.”
There was laughter at the joke around her, but Rustica Gennes did not laugh. That was saying there was nothing else.
It was unknown if the money of the Kaleta Empire would be valid in that country. In the end, she had to convert it all into gold. She would have to calculate costeffectiveness and stew to the bone, this was it.
“I will do my best.”
Rustica Gennes corrected her life’s course on the spot.
She had to find a land beyond the barrier where she could retire quietly. What’s good about being a diplomat? You can change your nationality if you wriggle.
With not even a bit of loyalty remaining, the Emperor quietly watched Riga. His emerald eyes sparkled when no one noticed.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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