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"But if you get stuck on anything, tell right away."

"By all ans."

"Would you like a cup of tea?"

I followed my father from the table and to the sofa. Shortly thereafter, the butler placed the cups in front of us.

My father spoke again as the delicate scent of herbs tickled the tip of my nose.

"What did His Majesty want from you?"

"Oh, he summoned to discuss the further affairs of my father after the outco of the trial."

"What did he say?"

"First of all, he noted that by tomorrow he would free all the frozen property. He will also make an official statent on behalf of the royal family."

"Are you saying he will personally declare my innocence?"

The father grimaced.

"To know, and so tired of the Emperor, but such a statent will be" anxiously muttered the father.

I think he's anxious to get up now and pay Raymond a visit.

His Majesty has already made a decision. You know it. He will never change his mind if he once decided sothing."

My father knew Raymond's tenacity as well as I did.

"Ha, if you have already decided Then I rest my case. Besides this, is there anything else?"

"In his statent, he also wanted to ntion how I donated money to the Empire. If this happens, your prestige will quickly rise to its rightful place."

"I see"

It was good news that the Duke would return to his well-deserved fa, but my father wasnt too worried, because there was nothing in it that would benefit the Emperor.

I felt uncomfortable.

"In fact, I dont understand his steps. Our family is important to him, but this is not a reason to stick your own neck."

"It is true."

"Is there a sudden change in mood?"

"I dont know. Perhaps its not a matter of mood, but the preservation of my power will be beneficial to him."

My father wasnt wrong about that.

Since Croft is a family that is called the right hand of the Emperor, the imperial power didnt hesitate only when his father was on horseback.

And when they told that the Emperor was postponing the trial of my father, at first I thought that he had found a way not to cut off his own right hand. And this was clearly not done out of a sense of affection.

But the scene I saw today

"Of course, that would be more useful if the faithful Duke Croft was waiting at hand, but This is all so far from the manner of His Majesty."

My father didnt answer, and I continued to reason.

I thought that in return for helping us, he would want a lucrative deal with Phoenix. But he only asked about my relationship with Lumont, and there wasnt a word about work. "

"He helped, expecting nothing in return. But Raymond isnt a sentintal type."

The sa Raymond, who climbed to the throne through parricide, and didnt hesitate to purge among the nobles.

Even if they are loyal, if they sin once, their end will co quickly.

And if he remained the person I knew for a long ti, he would return his father to work as soon as possible, and unfreeze his property in accordance with the entire procedure.

Nor would he have bothered to save the Duke's honor.

He would just back down and give it to the nobles to eat.

So he ruled the Empire until now.

He was emotionless and ruthless. Only in this way could the highest power be retained.

He was a good Emperor for his people, but he was ruthless and cruel towards the courtiers and the nobility in general. That's why I ended up dumping him.

To protect Carlisle from him.

Why would such a character suddenly do a favor and not impose conditions?

If he asked to set him up with Lumont for the sake of a deal, I would just do as he tells and left imdiately.

He was looking for for 6 years. And this look of his today

He's like He was like my own when I clung to him in the past.

What an absurdity.

I laughed at my own thoughts. He doesn't love you.

He cannot love you.

He said this with his own lips.

No, you never loved at all.

But have you changed your mind now?

My thoughts drifted uncontrollably into the distance.

"Ellie, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. I just think all sorts of nonsense."

My father said nothing. Now he might think that I still love Raymond.

In the past, he had seen enough of how blindly I loved His Majesty.

While I was drinking tea, pretending to be calm, my father's voice rang out:

"So be it. But Ellie. Can Carlisle be left alone? He's still so small."

"Helen is with him. I plan to visit him tomorrow. You have nothing to worry about."

"Anyway, I hope you leave the Empire again."

My father was worried that Carlisle's existence would beco known.

"I'll keep our family safe. Even if I can no longer hide Carlisle, I wont abandon my father so easily."

If I leave now, the Duke will end up falling into the clutches of Sios.

At that ti, my father's sharp cough was heard in the office.

"Go and rest. You can't work yet."

After my father left the office, I lay down on the couch.

Now I was pretending that everything was okay, otherwise my father would worry, in fact, I couldnt dismiss my worries.

The Dukes position, Marquis Sios, Raymond's oddities, and Carlisle's safety.

My brain was boiling.

In the midst of this, what worries most of all

"Raymond.

The new attitude and that look of his pierced the corner of my heart like a tiny thorn.

While I continued to spoil my already shattered nerves, there was a knock on the office door.

"Who's there?"

"Milady, this is the butler."

"Co in."

Getting up from the couch, I went to the table. The butler entered and laid a pink envelope on the table.

"What is it?"

"This This is an invitation to tea from the house of Sios."

"What?"

I opened the envelope.

It read in beautiful handwriting:

[Marquis Sios holds a festive tea party. We hope that Lady Croft will beautify this place with her presence, if she has the ti.

Lisa Sios]

It was a short invitation, nothing special.

"Milady, are you going?" the butler asked.

"Ha Okay"

Why was I suddenly invited?

It was hard to guess her intentions. I was obviously not invited because they were happy about my return to the Empire.

It would be strange to hear the words welco' from her mouth.

From the outside, it looked like she took my place and forced to divorce Raymond.

So we were more enemies than good friends.

In addition, Marquis Sios aid at the Duke

You'd think she doesn't know that.

There is no doubt that Marquis Sios is behind Count Barten, but Lisa's contribution to the conspiracy was unknown.

Marquis Sios and Lisa. The relationship between the two wasnt rosy.

And what I saw at the trial

Lisa sat next to the Marquis and looked at the court without any concern.

If she really didnt know anything, she would be at least a little surprised by Count Barten's confession.

However, even at that mont there was no movent from her side.

If you know everything

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