“This way.”
The place Agatha was guided to was the first audience room.
“Your Majesty, this is the Marchioness of Aratus.”
“Listen.”
She stepped through the open door, leaving Hubert behind.
Agatha, who entered across the red carpet, was the first to bow to the Emperor.
“I see the sun of the empire.”
“Come, Marchioness Aratus.”
After that, Agatha's gaze turned to the two figures standing below and to the right of the throne.
“Hello, Your Highness the Second Prince of the Mainukor Empire and His Imperial Grandson.”
Prince Ferdinand Mainumconti, the second Prince, and Prince Adan Mainyu nodded with stern faces.
Agatha then naturally walked over to Enoch, who was standing at the lower left of the throne.
It was a stormy time.
When the Emperor of Mainukor learned of the grandson's misdeeds, he immediately sent an envoy to apologize.
Along with it came a huge ransom.
Among them were great gifts for the Nobilis and Aratus families.
Emperor Womilai II opened his mouth.
“From now on, we will hold an unofficial compensation ceremony for the Mainukor envoy who committed a grave sin.”
Official compensation is paid at court.
However, unofficial compensation, including kidnapping cases that could not be revealed to the public, was quietly made in the First Audience Hall.
Agatha stared at the second Prince and the grandson standing across from her.
Ferdinand, who had been on the brink of death for nearly a month, had a haggard face.
His handsome face was slightly faded.
'I heard that you prayed to the Emperor of the Mainukor Empire for your life.'
Even the grandson, who had just escaped the threat of death, was pale.
Still, the efforts of the second Prince and the grandson found an answer.
The choice of the Emperor of the Mainukor Empire was a huge compensation rather than an unfavorable war.
The second Prince and the grandson were expected to return safely to their home country thanks to that action.
It was uncertain whether surviving until after arriving would lead to a better life.
The Emperor's gaze fell on the grandson standing below, Adan Mainyu.
“Grandson.”
“...Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Do you have anything to say before compensation?”
As Adan hesitated, Enoch, standing next to him, slowly opened his lips.
“I heard that you have something important to say here today.”
The grandson of the evil family took a step forward.
“...Marchioness Aratus.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Adan, who had turned pale, stood in front of Agatha with a face that looked like he might faint at any moment.
But Agatha didn't feel sorry for him at all.
Agatha looked at Adan with cold eyes. A faint ferocious aura was also flowing from Enoch, who was standing next to her.
Adan slowly bent down as hostile gazes poured in.
“...I harbored a vain grudge against the Marchioness and incited the exiled criminal.”
The trembling crown of his head was visible.
“I never expected that a criminal who escaped exile would start a war. I am truly sorry for the trouble caused by my negligence. I apologize.”
This time too, there was no mention of Agatha's kidnapping.
Officially, Agatha was said to have gone south to observe the territory after engaging in social activities.
Of course, the compensation included compensation for the kidnapping incident.
“Your Highness. May I assume that you have prepared an appropriate compensation along with an apology?”
“Of course, Marquise Aratus. His Majesty the Emperor, my grandfather, willingly paid the price for my mistake.”
The grandson's fists were clenched as he still couldn't raise his head.
Only then did Agatha answer slowly and calmly.
“But I think there’s one thing missing, Your Highness.”
“...What do you mean?”
Just as Adan was about to raise his head.
Agatha quietly placed her hand on the arm of the man standing next to her.
“I feel like there was no apology not only to me but also to my husband who had to go to war because of your wrong judgment.”
“...”
“What do you think about this part?”
Enoch's gray eyes were quietly fixed on the back of the grandson's head.
Adan bowed his head once again.
“...I apologize, Marquis Aratus. It will never happen again.”
Of course, it would be so. The second Prince and the grandson will never return to the Roxbard Empire again until they die.
Agatha slowly looked up at the Emperor, Wamilai II.
The Emperor nodded.
“The apology from the grandson seems to have touched the hearts of my goddaughter and her husband. You may return to your places.”
“...I am ashamed, Your Majesty.”
The grandson who moved behind his father bowed his head.
Agatha immediately lost interest in the grandson.
A person she will never see again anyway.
Her interest was focused on the handwritten apology and compensation list sent by the Emperor of the Mainukor Empire.
The compensation that Womilai II received from the Mainukor Empire for this incident was enormous.
They made three castles located on the border of the Mainukor Empire, which borders the new territory, into neutral zones, allowing free movement.
It was made available for free use up to the sea in front.
Gold bars equivalent to half a year's budget of the empire arrived.
The best silk woven in the Mainukor style, silk, jewels, and all kinds of special products and craftsmen for technical exchange had arrived.
The Emperor smiled with the greatest kindness and gave orders to his chamberlain.
“Publish the handwritten apology of the Emperor of the Mainukor Empire.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The Emperor's chamberlain immediately stepped forward and read a handwritten apology.
“The Emperor of the Mainukor Empire, Attila III, speaks. The reckless actions of my grandson this fall are inexcusable, even to me as the Emperor, and I offer my apologies to the Nobilis and Aratus families. In particular, the suffering of the Marquis Aratus was so great that words alone cannot express my regret. Therefore, I promise. My second son and his grandson will never set foot on the land of the Roxbard Empire again-”
It's a beautiful sound.
As she listened to the apology, Agatha's eyes finally filled with warmth like a spring day.
Ferdinand's face was terribly distorted, but Enoch's mood was utterly calm.
The voice of the attendant continued sweetly.
“I also transfer the ownership of the Glisworth estate that I had reserved for the Adan grandson to the Marchioness’s name-”
At that moment, the grandson's head suddenly lit up.
“May your future be bright. Attila III, Emperor of the Mainucor Empire.”
Adan's eyes were shaking wildly as if he had heard something unbelievable.
“The land reserved for me...?”
No one heard that little murmur.
Agatha happily accepted the handwritten apology handed to her by the chamberlain.
Glisworth was a territory on the coast of the Mainukor Empire near the island of Pahlavi, which was part of the Duchy of Nobilis and was recently chosen as an intermediary for trade with the Eastern Continent.
It's not a very populous place or a town with many towns.
It is a fairly substantial land, with plains full of vegetation and mountain ranges that may have mines.
It was a position that would be convenient for her to manage.
“It seems that His Majesty the Emperor of the Mainukor Empire has given it a lot of thought.”
Enoch also nodded, but the Emperor looked slightly disappointed.
“We tried to incorporate it into our empire as much as possible, but that was the limit. Still, since a new territory was created in another country, we will be able to gain a lot from it. In particular, it is close to the border and the island that has become a trading post with the Eastern Continent.”
“Yes. All of this is thanks to Your Majesty’s care. I am very happy.”
Glisworth's taxes will be paid to the Mainukor Empire.
Ultimately, all the profits will go to the Roxbard Empire where Agatha resides.
The Emperor was profitable wherever he looked.
Since it is a land close to the border, it will be easy to annex if problems arise.
“Please accept it.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Enoch, who was next to her, naturally took the handwritten apology letter that Agatha had received.
Then the Emperor added with a mischievous smile.
“That handwritten apology was accepted at the request of Marquis Aratus through the Crown Prince.”
“...!”
Agatha immediately turned to Enoch. The man quietly averted his gaze and whispered.
“...It’s a gift.”
This is the news he was expecting.
This is what Enoch asked of the Crown Prince while she was away.
Agatha, who had been standing there blankly, reached out her hand to write an apology.
“I will hold it.”
“You said it was a gift.”
“...”
Finally, Agatha, holding a handwritten, rolled-up apology letter, smiled brightly.
Instead, Enoch took another scroll from the chamberlain and unfolded it. The chamberlain added:
“This is a list of compensation prepared by the Mainukor Empire.”
“...”
“It’s okay.”
It wasn't an empty promise, it was true.
Not only did the Mainukor Empire gain one more surname, but they also generously showered it with gold.
'I'll split it in half with Enoch.'
It seemed likely that they would hear that Conrad Lanzel, the administrator of Aratus, was jumping for joy again.
He held tightly to the scroll containing the list of compensation.
“I will hold this.”
“Yes, thank you, Enoch.”
Agatha smiled slightly and looked down at the apology she was holding in her hand.
The encouraging fact is that the Emperor of the Mainukor Empire declared that she would never see the Second Prince and his party again.
The grandson standing across from her was barely able to swallow his tears.
Even her second ex-husband barely managed to suppress his anger.
'This will be the last time.'
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