Remarried Empress – Chapter 279. Which injection? (1)
This was unexpected again.
It wasn't finally revealed which one was following, but I still believed more in Mulaney.
It was because she thought her sexuality was similar to that of Nian.
I thought he wouldn't imitate others even in a disadvantageous position because of his strong self-esteem.
"Why did you do that? I didn't think he would."
When I said I was disappointed, Mulaney explained hesitantly.
"I was angry."
"You're angry?"
"My father found out that I was competing for the same assignment as Weyan."
"Is that a problem?"
"That's not a problem."
Mulaney grinned angrily. But it also seemed to be hurt.
"The problem is, as soon as I knew it, my father called in Weyan and told me a lot of things. He wanted us to beat him."
Oops.
"I was so angry that I purposely investigated issues like Weyan. The original item I wanted to investigate was a completely different one."
Mullaini's words were very surprising.
But I was more concerned about the other thing than Mulaney imitated Weyan.
"That's strange."
"I'm sorry. I let you down."
"That's not the story."
Young people without experience can write wrong reports by mistake.
I didn't expect a perfect report from them either.
But it is a problem if Marquis Amares intervened in the report.
He was an experienced and experienced expert. I'm sure you're better than me in that field.
And he missed the obvious error?
It doesn't make sense.
In the first place, Marquis Amares must have taught him strange.
"Your Majesty the Empress?"
Mullaini wriggled his fingers nervously as I remained silent.
I came to a conclusion after telling her my guess.
"It must be one of the two. Unlike your father's known, he was a supporter of Krista. Or I've purposely taught him the right amount of crap, hoping you'll do better than him."
Either way, it's definitely different from the previous image.
Mulaney thought for a moment and laughed despondently.
"I'm sure it's the former. My father wouldn't give us the wrong information for me."
"If you look forward, you'll see which way it is."
"…."
"What I can do for you, either way, is to create a stage where you can show your talent. It's Miss Mulaney who beats and shines. You have to do it yourself."
"Yes…."
"I think it was something to get angry about. But I don't want you to worry too much about him and mess things up."
Mulaney murmured as if to give him another chance.
"You're not disappointed in me?"
"I'm disappointed."
You can't be disappointed. You behave more rationally think it could have.
"But this doesn't break our alliance."
The Duke of Liberty is hostile to Heinrich, and his son cannot be trusted.
Naturally, I had no choice but to give Mulaney a chance.
"…thank you. I didn't know you'd keep caring about me because I didn't have much help sending her."
"It doesn't make sense to hold hands when you need them and say you don't need them."
Heinrich was delighted to hear the news of Koshar's victory and the ouster of Chishar.
Furthermore, it has been reported that to the people around him, Koshar has become a full hero, and a series of village festivals are being held to welcome him.
Heinley smiled and asked McKenna when he heard the news.
"I'd like to write an article of invitation when Koshar comes back. What do you think?"
The knight of gold was a position newly created by Heinrich after his ascension to the throne.
Among the articles, brave and "loyal" people are selected and given to only two people a year, which is a kind of honorary position that can be given to other professions other than the history of crisis.
He wanted to use the position to inspire loyalty and competition among talented people.
But I haven't decided who to write the story of the invitation.
In many ways, Kosher seemed to fit the position perfectly.
McKenna laughed and agreed.
"Nobody can refute it."
"Would it be too blatant to put up a copy of the landre in another gold article?"
"That's right. Everyone will say it's blatant."
"I don't think so, do I?"
"I'm sure.
Heinri felt sorry, but quickly gave up.
Instead, I went to the Queen's room as soon as I finished my work to tell her the good news.
"I can't believe you've done a good job with your usual work."
I thought it would be, but I was relieved to hear that everything was done well from Heinri's mouth.
The tension naturally eased and laughter flowed out.
Heinrich quickly continued, saying that was not the end.
There is an honorary knighthood he created when he ascended the throne, and he will award his brother the honorable knight name.
"Don't you think there are some people who don't like it?"
Of course I like it, but when asked out of concern, Heinri praised his brother for not getting caught in such a fight, reciting how much foreign countries suffered due to the constant stream.
I know the intention, but it was embarrassing to hear, so I nodded moderately.
After a long chat, Heinri said, "Ah!" and exclaimed as if he had something on his mind, and crossed over to his room, asking for a moment.
Before long, Henry appeared with a large green bottle.
"What's that?"
"It's a gift from the Duke of Kafmen while apologizing for what happened before."
Grand Duke Kafmen?
He pulled the chair aside and sat down, and showed me the bottle.
"It's a very precious drink for the royal family of Lupt."
As he said, the label of the bottle was written in Luptre, and there were signs indicating the royal family.
During Christa and the ghost incidents, giving Heinrich a gift separately… Grand Duke Kafmen seemed to be continuing to make up for his mistake on that day.
"Drink with me, Quinn."
"Should I?"
He took two empty glasses forward, drew the cap and poured the wine.
The bottle was green, but the contents were gold, and I could see it glistening inward.
"It's pretty."
"I know."
I picked up the glass and put it on my mouth, and it tasted unexpectedly sweet.
It tasted sweet and soft enough to be close to a drink.
"It's delicious."
"That's true."
He had to drink all the alcohol in just a few times to see if he liked it.
Without cheese or snacks, we drank with each other one after the other.
Laughter continued to flow as I felt better.
Henry looked cuter than usual, and the lights in my room looked brighter.
The floor was lowered and the ceiling came down.
Laughing merrily, he leaned his head against Henry's shoulder, and he immediately wrapped himself around my waist and pulled it toward him.
When I kissed him naturally, I could feel the sweet scent in his mouth.
And….
"?"
When I came to my senses, I lay on the bed.
There was a pillow in my hand, half torn.
What could it be?
When I put the pillow down in embarrassment, the white feathers inside the pillow flew away.
This is the public bedroom. The bed is a mana stone bed.
Maybe he came to the bedroom right after he was drunk, but his outfit was still a dress.
But what about Heinrich? Where's Heinrich?
Did you get up first and go get breakfast?
He yawned, recalling his behavior every morning, and he saw something gold through his pillow.