Chapter 197: The Grand Tutor's eting
(Procyon Star System)
(Planet Lumclite- Private Manor)
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The quiet sounds of knocking could be heard as a handso middle-aged man rapped his knuckles against the wooden desk.
Clearly, he was a man of high nobility as his clothes were made of an expensive talloid thread only imported to the Federation in small quantities.
His countenance was elegant and yet there was a primal savagery hidden deep within his bones that lurked just beneath the surface.
He wore a cold smile as he mulled over the contents of the letter in front of him.
The temperature in the room continued to drop with every passing minute.
The two maids shivering slightly in the corner of the study room did not even dare to move as they feared drawing the attention of their clearly irate master.
Their lips were starting to turn blue as frostbite slowly crept up the exposed skin on their bodies.
“Sir please control yourself before you frighten the new workers,” an elderly voice ca from the open doorway as the head butler entered inside.
He waved his hand at the two maids to dismiss them and the girls hurriedly fled the room without looking back.
“Give them a small bonus. What just happened was my fault,” Rokan admitted freely as he leaned back in his chair.
“Yes, right away sir,” Butler Gerald nodded and stared at his master with deep affection.
He had worked with the Peterlor family for decades now and the man in front of him was still the only person Gerald was willing to serve.
It was rare to see a noble in his position be able to freely admit fault much less compensate those affected by his mistakes.
Even when Rokan had disappeared for years and his household had fallen into complete chaos, Gerald still had faith that his master would return.
“I just don’t know what kind of sick ga that old bastard is doing,” Rokan frowned and passed the letter to his servant.
Butler Gerald read over the contents of the letter carefully and soon his expression was equally unpleasant.
“I firmly believe that the young miss should not be allowed to go,” Butler Gerald stated his opinion firmly.
“Do you think I would let her if there was a choice?” Rokan replied.
“The grand tutor has sohow managed to convince the emperor to convene a personal eting so he can interact with the direct heirs of all noble houses with dukedom status.”
“And of course, the emperor agreed. God knows you just need to give that madman whores and wines and he would be putty in your hands.”
It was an extrely disrespectful attitude to take against the emperor, but butler Gerald did not look surprised.
The reign of Emperor Sisrelis had seed so promising in the early years.
He had successfully defeated the nurous challengers during the succession battles and his cultivation talent was extraordinary.
There was real hope that humanity could usher in a golden age and beco leading race of the Earth Federation.
But it power corrupts….
Or power simply reveals one’s true character.
It started with the addition of a concubine.
So eyebrows were raised as although certain nobles having a few lovers here and there was an open secret, this was not ancient tis and most still had monogamous relationships.
Then it beca a problem.
Suddenly the queen and side concubine were deed not attractive enough, so the emperor found another….
And another….
And another….
Suddenly the desire to rule an empire seed to be secondary to the emperor’s main goal of planting his seed in as many fields as possible.
So noble houses had even sent their daughters to brush up their presence in front of the emperor to beco a concubine.
Hopefully, their daughters would soon fly into the sky and soar as royal phoenixes.
How naive.
A man with thousands of gorgeous won to tend to his every need cannot even rember ten faces much less a single na from countless beauties vying for his attention.
In the absence of a steady guiding hand from the emperor, the grand tutor had to step forward to act as a proxy.
This was the source of Rokan’s headache.
There was an enormous rift between the two n as the grand tutor was part of the Human Purity Faction.
He had personally pushed for bills to expel hybrids from human controlled territories and wanted to ban the recognition of hybrid offsprings
Luckily, Duke Peterlor’s faction had enough support to push back on these unjust bills, but this ant that the rivalry continued.
Rokan sighed heavily and massaged his temples as he tried to figure out the goal of the grand tutor.
It was impossible for a noble house to ignore the direct orders of the emperor so Sophie would need to go.
And yet soti just wasn’t right about the matter.
Why the hell would the grand tutor hold an education eting with the younger generation for the first ti.
Rokan could sll in a sche in the matter and was prepared to wait until Sophie ca back during the midterm break to get her opinion.
Perhaps another man in Rokan’s shoes would have simply scoffed and said that the heir of his family could not be a coward.
But that man would be an idiot.
Having the knowledge and still walking into a trap was not bravery but rather the height of stupidity.
And Sophie’s safety would always be above all.
The safety of his daughter was even more important than the duke’s loyalty to an unworthy emperor.
Rokan had no qualms with simply fleeing with his baby girl to the Unova Syndicate or so far away outer region should the worse case scenarios occur.
“Send a ssage to our spies and see if anyone has any information on the reason for this eting,” Rokan ordered and butler Gerald nodded obediently.
“I plan on sending Jack on a secret mission with so highly sensitive data on the security system of the new colony.”
“Pardon sire, but why would you entrust such a mission to Jack?” Butler Gerald responded with a puzzled tone.
Rokan bared his teeth with a bloodthirsty grin and in that split second, his expression looked almost identical to Sophie’s in her hunting state.
“I have been raising a viper carefully for a long period of many months and years.”
“Maybe its ti for my little pet to spread so poison.”
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