The moment Ethan returned to the residence prepared for him inside the capital, the relaxed expression on his face completely disappeared, and the heavy atmosphere from the dinner immediately returned.
"What happened?Why do you look so stressed?"Rathalos asked with a deepening frown.
The words spoken by Elena kept echoing inside his mind repeatedly.
"The Emperor has already sent troops behind the back to negotiate."
It was clear now.
The royal family had already decided their direction.
And Ethan…
Had already become involved too deeply to pull himself out cleanly.
The moment he entered the room, he immediately walked toward the desk near the window without even removing his outer coat properly.
Rathlos, who had followed behind, frowned slightly after seeing Ethan's serious expression.
"You are seriously going to do it?" he asked.
Ethan did not answer immediately.
Instead, he quietly pulled out a sheet of paper before sitting down heavily on the chair.
