Although he was busy with work, his thoughts on his family were wonderful.
The Emperor sighed and murmured:
“Basically, I have to know when to intervene and when to retreat.”
Meanwhile, Lydon was beaten until he became like mush.
"Ah, oooh!
Ah!
Cough!"
One thing was certain.
The Empress is still good at hitting people.
After enough time had passed, Luca came from afar, running hurriedly.
“Minister!
I have arrived!”
“Okay.
That employee from the Ministry of Education is about to die, so treat him and then put him in prison.”
If this continues, Empress Lydon may be killed.
That would have caused a problem.
If he died instantly, the education minister who supported him would be the only one relieved.
'With the Education Minister's temperament, he must have made a plan to get out of it...but if Lydon remains detained, he will be worried.'
So, I ordered Luca to come after a certain time.
Moving Luca was very easy.
“All you have to do is save a patient you see by chance while passing by.”
“I am from the Health Care Department.
I cannot take orders from the Minister of the Manuscripts Department.”
“What if this is a request from an equal competitor to you?”
“Then I will go.
I lost in the speed of promotion, but for the sake of fair competition until the end!”
The nature of the health care department made “immediate mobilization” easy.
It was not a section that required a report before treatment, but rather it was possible to treat and then report later.
"He shouldn't be dead anyway.
We need him for interrogation."
"Good."
Then the Emperor slowly came forward and took the Empress by the arm.
“Leave the rest to me, Fron.”
The Emperor said kindly:
“I heard all about what this man did to our son.”
As Luca pulled him away, a bleeding Lydon screamed:
"I, wronged!
I, I really did this for the honor and glory of the dragons, ugh!"
“You'd better shut up.”
The Emperor smiled calmly and said to Lydon:
“I'm holding back my anger now because I know you'll die if I unleash it.”
This was truly an act of compassion.
Meanwhile, the Empress seemed to have regained her composure, so she suddenly sat down.
She turned her gaze to the frozen Jayden.
She spoke to him stammering:
"I'm... sorry.
Um, um, your mother... um... let you down again, didn't I?
I, I showed inappropriate behavior again... oh, what should I do..."
She was the empress who was never nervous in prison or court.
But now she was nervous in front of her eight-year-old son.
I looked at that scene calmly.
'In the original story...
Jayden did not know that he was a victim of deception by Ministry of Education employees until after the Empress's death and after he had grown up for years.'
Jayden was now looking very confused.
When I looked out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the Emperor and Chiaros were busy suppressing their anger.
If they unleash their anger here, obviously the servants and even me will collapse.
'...No way, I have to intervene.'
In such cases, the opinion of a third party, not the family, is what is most important.
I approached Jayden slowly.
“I salute His Highness the Prince.”
Jayden looked at me with round eyes.
He asked me, panting:
“And who are you?”
Then he looked back at the Emperor and Chiaros quickly and changed his words immediately.
"Cough, we've never met before.
What's your name?"
“My name is Namia Rawabi.”
Jayden's eyes widened when he heard my introduction.
Then he repeated Lydon's words without thinking:
“The one... who knew no bounds and rejected dragons, the great criminal?”
“No, I know my limits well, and I have only accepted the kindness of dragons into my heart.
I am the Minister of the Manuscript Department.”
I knelt down to be at Jayden's eye level.
The eyes of the rest of the imperial family were focused on us.
I began to speak cautiously:
“Everything that employee from the Ministry of Education, Lydon, taught you was a lie.
I mean, except for the knowledge.
The knowledge he probably taught well.
So...”
I told Jayden what he really wanted to hear.
“Her Majesty the Empress loves you very much, Your Highness.”
This was what little Jayden had secretly longed for in the original story.
“Indeed, she considers you more precious than anything in the world.”
“…don’t lie.”
Jayden took a deep breath and whispered:
“What do you know?”
“I know Her Majesty the Empress.”
I smiled gently.
“She is always bold and frank.
But when it comes to you, Your Highness, she acts in a way that is unbecoming of Her Majesty.
She hesitates, suffers, lacks confidence, and sometimes loses her mind like that...
It means that you are very precious to her.”
“...what do you mean...”
“Everything that employee from the Ministry of Education said is a lie.
His Majesty the Emperor and Her Majesty the Empress truly love each other, and you, Your Highness, are a treasure to them.”
Then the Empress, who was beginning to regain her composure, intervened, panting:
“It is natural for a mother to love her son!
How could she not know that?
Ha?”
“…”
“Even small animals consider their young to be more precious than their lives...
How can you believe nonsense like this?”
Tears gathered in the Empress's eyes.
I smiled faintly.
“You heard that, right?
There is a big misunderstanding between you and Her Majesty the Empress.
This… it would be best for both parties to resolve it themselves.”
“Haaa…”
The Empress sighed, trembling.
The Emperor gently hugged her shoulders and nodded.
“The Manuscript Department Minister’s words make sense.
If we know the situation, we should resolve the misunderstanding ourselves.
Since I am involved in this misunderstanding as well, I will help calm things down.”
I was relieved that the Emperor intervened.
He loved the Empress more than anyone, and was very rational, so it seemed like he would organize the situation well.
“That I forced Fron into the position of Empress?
What nonsense.”
"H, really?
Not true?"
"Even if I am a dragon burning with passion, I cannot impose my feelings.
Look at your brother who became devastated after being rejected, and at Miss Namiya who became a minister and is constantly succeeding."
I nodded vigorously and smiled cheerfully.
“Yes, Your Highness.
Look at us.
We clearly live in a very perfect way, don't we?”
“That's something only successful husbands say,” Kiaros murmured from the side.
Originally, he was the one who actively planned this with me.
The Empress was not the type to make plans, and the Emperor joined in at the last minute.
But after we broke in, he remained silent the whole time.
The Emperor gently stroked Jayden's head and suggested:
"Jayden, how about we talk together?
About how much we love you."
“Your Majesty...”
“Your mother loves and cherishes you very much...
Because of an immature child and a bad adult, a truly ridiculous misunderstanding occurred.”
Then, Jayden's eyes filled with tears.
The Emperor looked at me and winked.
“Remember this.
Our family owes a huge debt of thanks to Miss Namiya.”
“Oooh, ooh...”
"So, don't go and say that she's a major criminal because she rejected a dragon's marriage proposal or something.
If that's the case, your mother, who rejected me for so long, should have been chopped up and executed long ago."
I looked at that scene and smiled faintly.
The Empress's eyes were red.
Despite the blood on her fists, her face looked extremely vulnerable.
'It seems my turn is over now.'
I got up slowly.
Then I bowed to the Empress, Emperor, and Jayden gathered together.
“Then I will excuse myself now.”
I turned slightly and politely greeted Chiaros, who was standing apart from the rest of the imperial family.
Then I left the separate palace quietly, alone.