“Do you not know how the war went? Or has no one read the report submitted by the Imperial Court Secretary? No matter what happens in the Empire, don’t you think I would know about it?”

Do I have to say this much to stop the nonsense and get to work? Of course, Hayden also acknowledged that it was a ticking time bomb for Calleta, who had lived for 430 years holding only Carlos Arthur Ingram in complete isolation.

Extreme radicals would be boiling, and it would be hard to believe that the king of suddenly appearing demons had won.

Above all, if the king of those demons dared to deny everything they had believed in so far, people would feel as if they had denied themselves.

So there were concerns that rebellions would occur here and there. For the Perseta officials, the situation of the Calleta Empire was shocking.

“They are the ones who prioritize loyalty and obedience. If we show them a few examples, they will follow on their own. Don’t worry about unnecessary things and just be faithful to the given tasks.”

Although the Emperor’s tone became increasingly harsh, no one could resist. He was the only successor of the stern Bella Empire and the victorious army that unified the divided empire.

“And as for the budget, haven’t I already allocated it?”

In the early days of the throne, while dealing with Eastern nobles, the Emperor had also made a show of listening to them. But now, he had completely thrown away the mask he had worn.

“And there are properties the rebels had and the properties of Carlos Arthur Ingram. If that’s not enough, you can appropriately take more compensation from Nerva.”

At the sound of a tsk, the Easterners shrugged their shoulders.

Did they really think that the Emperor would put a spy even in the Negrete household?

By now, the Emperor had deliberately incited the Eastern nobles to revolt, and as soon as the incident occurred, he immediately suppressed it and confiscated their properties.

As Moiquifel did, Negrete and Svena also had all their fertile lands and castles confiscated. The treasures of the families were also seized. The main conspirators were quickly being executed.

‘Ah, Svena is originally a bit stupid, isn’t she, big brother?’
Cedric recalled his younger sister, Catherine, whom he briefly stopped by at home before coming from the East to Shalea.

While his mother, who had started packing, was calmly stating that now the era of the emperor had come and, despite the noble nature of what Negrete and Svenia had done, it was an era that couldn’t be mentioned, Catherine was composed.

‘Just look at Ivonne…’

She mumbled, shaking her head slowly.

It meant that her brother already knew. Yes, ultimately, thanks to the finger-pointing saying that Alanca had flattened himself in front of the emperor, Cedric had survived anyway.

Catherine, even with the label of a lady who murdered her father, would live and die as a lady. But Ivonne, the daughter of Marquis of Svenia, was not.

‘I knew it. Are you going to Shalea? I’m glad you’re not hurt. Have a safe trip.’

Catherine would never come to Shalea.

Unlike Lady Alanca, who stepped foot into Shalea’s social circle again, saying that her son had helped the emperor and led the Battle of Hermoa to victory, Catherine probably would never come in her lifetime.

She just said to her brother, ‘I’m glad you’re not hurt.’

Seeing the affectionate smile on her sister’s lips, Cedric knew it was sincere. Catherine was sincere when she smiled. To her brother and to her father, even though she killed him.

“Anyway, why worry about the country like that.”

Cedric, who had been lost in thought for a moment, felt a chilly gray eye pass by.

He flinched, startled, and regained his composure, focusing again. Anyway, he was now the leader of the only surviving family of the dismantled Alsmone Union. He had to become a member of the emperor’s faction, not the leader of the nobility faction.

“I expect you to do your best in the post-war process.”

In the end, before the officials who had sold their own graves, only the night would be laid.

Flache Viscount Ethan Arthur Genesis, who was accustomed to staying up late anyway, and Duke Simon Cainberg, the head of the court, did not bat an eyelid and moved on to the next agenda without even a twitch.

While the emperor was efficiently handling the complaints of some officials and pouring out work, the sound of swords clashing outside the window was heard.

“Yeah, that’s right! No, slightly bend your knees. That’s right.”

Upon seeing Bella, who came to play after saying she wanted to play with her sister, Hayden’s sudden words made Luke, who was playing, wonder if it was okay. He forgot that an important meeting was underway above all.

When Bella, who claimed that she would become a “gentle Gisha” like her mom, dad, and big sister, asked for a sword to play, Hayden, who was surprised in the middle of the central palace garden, told her it was okay.