That night.
The Other Continent.
Orthosia Empire.
Thaddeus sat lazily on his throne, his fingers drumming against the armrest as he stared down at Julius with a bored, impatient expression. His rings glinted under the light, and his heavy robes pooled around him like a sea of silk and gold.
"So? What's your next step, Julius?" Thaddeus's voice carried a sharp edge of impatience. "I've given you everything you asked for. Women, money, the best locations for your headquarters, and all the freedom you wanted to enjoy yourself. And yet, I'm still sitting here, waiting for results."
Julius smiled, his expression calm and confident. "Aw~ Come on, just wait a little while longer, Your Imperial Majesty. I'm sure you're going to have your fun after this. I promise you those lands will be conquered, just like the other small nations that are now under your empire."
