Wrong Genre! - Chapter 26.2
“Ah…”
“No one without permission will enter the office, so don’t worry.”
Reluctant to leave Rueg alone, Felix snapped his fingers without hesitation.
At once, a cluster of pure white light shimmered strongly inside the office, then disappeared.
“I’ll be back soon, so don’t go anywhere.”
With a touch filled with quiet affection, Felix lightly stroked Rueg’s head, then picked up the documents from the desk and left the office.
Realizing what he had just done a moment later, Rueg’s eyes slowly widened.
“…Geez…”
Soon, even the tips of his ears turned bright red.
Just a moment ago, he had been anxious, worrying about Versha.
Yet with a single action from Felix, all his concerns and worries vanished as if they had never existed.
“If you’re going to say you’re sorry when I say I like you, then don’t do things like this…”
Why confuse people like that.
Rueg muttered softly and pouted.
*
Click.
After leaving the office, Felix kept glancing back.
He had taken measures so no one could enter the room, but leaving Rueg alone still bothered him.
“Maybe I should have brought him with me.”
But if he suggested going together now, Rueg would surely just point to the mountain of paperwork.
In the end, Felix suppressed his regret and continued walking.
Although he had said he was going to request an audience with the Emperor, Felix headed straight to the Emperor’s private chamber instead of the audience hall.
“It’s Felix.”
“…Enter…”
At the faint voice that was barely audible, Felix strode into the room. Unlike the gentle sunlight outside, the Emperor’s chamber was so dark it felt almost oppressive.
“I greet the Sun of the Empire.”
“…Yes, you’ve come.”
The old man struggled to sit up and leaned against the head of the bed. Standing close before him with an expressionless face, Felix spoke in a businesslike tone.
“Recently, the number of missing persons within the imperial palace has been increasing. The abduction and secret sale of those with exceptional looks has existed in the past, but the targets have now expanded to include the nobility, and many are expressing concern. I would like to assign this matter to Verdic.”
“…Hmm. Which nobles are being targeted?”
At the Emperor’s question, Felix’s finely shaped brows furrowed slightly.
“They are mainly fallen nobles or powerless provincial nobles. Recently, there are also signs that those lacking physical strength are being targeted.”
“Then there is no need to worry about it.”
“……”
“It is already a difficult time. Those who are sold likely chose that path themselves, knowing it was their only option.”
“Your Majesty, they—”
“Handle it that way.”
The Emperor cut him off.
As if whatever he declared would become the truth, regardless of reality.
As if there were no people being dragged away and sold because they lacked power, and the matter should be concluded on the basis that they had all gone willingly.
The Emperor spoke with that kind of careless indifference.
“And if you wish to handle that matter, shouldn’t you bring someone who seems more… capable?”
“Verdic is an excellent aide.”
The Emperor shook his head again, only frowning slightly as if to say, “Even so, Verdic…”
After that, Felix delivered several more reports, but the Emperor rejected every matter that required final approval.
“You still have a long way to go before you can become Emperor.”
“……”
“How do you plan to govern the nation without this father of yours. Tsk, tsk…”
Coughing, the Emperor waved his hand dismissively, as if he didn’t want to see him any longer.
It was the same reaction as always. Just as Felix gave a formal bow and turned to leave—
“By the way, my son.”
“…Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I smell the Blessing somewhere I have not encountered before. This feeling… I was certain I knew everyone who possessed power… Ah, could it be that one of them has produced an heir?”
The Emperor, who had seemed half dead moments ago, slowly straightened his body.
Then he leaned forward toward Felix, his expression turning almost ecstatic.
“If that is the case, find that one at once and present him to me. To me…”