Chapter 41

Chapter 41

The Emperor’s enthronement— from Sophien’s point of view— was boring. She was expecting an attack like a great bombing or powerful magic barrage. Anything at all.

However, nothing of the sort happened.

Entering the emperor’s quarters, she thought it would be saturated with the smell of a corpse or a sick person, but it was surprisingly clean and fragrant.

However, since she was free, she returned to her office and took out a chessboard. Playing by herself, a high-ranking official and the ministers brought several documents to her presence.

Sophien didn’t respond at all. She just kept playing chess until they all went back.

“I saw the creator of the assignment that you gave me the other day. He seemed to know me.”

“Is there anyone who doesn’t know you, Your Majesty?” Keiron answered.

Of course, there would be no one in the continent who wouldn’t know Sophien. That wasn’t what she meant, though.

“His ego didn’t waver even in front of royalty.”

Sophien looked directly into Deculein’s eyes, but she couldn’t decipher the emotions hiding behind them.

It was hilarious.

“Is that so?”

“He’s funny. I felt like I was staring into another me.”

He had a solid and firm soul that was no different from his appearance. He was the kind of person to never waver, even with a knife aimed at his throat, making it evident that he was truly beyond the secular world.

“Have you finished your homework?” Keiron changed the subject.

“I did. It was interesting, and I immediately understood why you gave it to me. The entire day—No, the quarter of a day I spent solving it felt rather new.”

Sophien fell for Keiron’s narration, but she continued.

“I want to lift the restrictions on ‘Marik,’ Keiron.”

“…”

Keiron bowed his head in silence.

‘Marik’ was the name of the mana stone mine northwest of the empire, but its entrance was currently restricted because it was swarming with black magic and a rising frequency of demon appearances.

“Once it opens up, only adventurers and wizards from the tower and their escorts may enter in the beginning.”

“…”

“I don’t need advice. I’m tired of listening to those fucking idiots that do nothing but sit behind their desks.”

“It might hasten the devil’s advent.”