History at the Library

Always a Happy Ending (7)

“I don’t care if you’re lame or not, but it’s not very pleasant to hear it from Vivian’s mouth. Sir Robert’s widespread article is the largest in the empire. Was it you who said that? I heard all sorts of unpleasant noises.”

“Did I? Did I get drunk or why did you say that… haha!”

“Did you two drink together?”

“Well, no way! I think that’s how much I said it out of my mind.”

His empty laughter cracked the air. The intention to somehow fill it with laughter was blatant. Today, Thatcher’s improvisation paid off, and Aiden stared at him for a while and smiled as if he was going easy on him. It was because it was quite funny to be in such a desperate hurry.

It bothered him in many ways, but it was funny to nitpick about Vivian before she even met him.

But he didn’t forget to make threats with a bloody smile. In the name of a childhood friend, if this poor friend doesn’t understand my topic, wouldn’t it be a problem?

“Without Vivian, it’s only a matter of time before this publisher goes bust.”

“Come on, Your Highness, why would you say that?”

“I’ve been thinking about it since I got the sponsorship, but are you not that suspicious?”

“……what? No, wait. Don’t tell me.”

“I really like books. I’m thinking of becoming a publisher as a gift for Vivian someday. I would have grown up to this point because it was hard work, but you don’t want to see her fall into someone else’s hands overnight. right?”

Thatcher, facing the fierce gaze of the Black Grand Duke, nodded in tears.

In fact, if he didn’t have to make mean tricks or anything, it was that the Grand Duke could ruin a publisher just by pouting his finger. Thatcher may not know, but he was even the master of the underworld. The current threat is on the soft and sweet side.

Of course, the threatening party had no intention of doing so. This is because Vivian was obviously grieving and blaming himself. After confessing proudly that she is the owner of the underworld, there was no way she could have done anything to cause her hatred and strengthen her vigilance. It’s not enough to pretend to be nice.

But the important thing is that Thatcher didn’t know about it, and the threat worked very well. Aiden stood up after patting his head as if praising the obedient child.

“Then let’s take good care of Vivian in the future.”

“Yes, leave it to me.”

“Who said they’d leave it up to you?”

“Your Highness…”

Isn’t that what he meant? Also, Thatcher felt like he was getting old by 10 years because of Aiden’s fierce look at him for one wrong answer.

It’s done, and he just wants to be left alone.

***

“It’s weird.”

Julian spat out as if to himself. His forefinger was patting the table to the point of madness. It looked as if he was thinking hard to solve a problem that didn’t answer.

Aiden stared at the teacup next to him rattling like a frantic finger and asked, covering his hand over the emperor’s hand.

“What do you mean?”

“All of it.”

Then Julian stopped doing what he was doing and looked back at Aiden.

“I’ve been thinking We’ve been too lucky. Whatever We do, things work out.”

“Your Majesty is lucky.”

“In fact, there have been very few concerns except that the elder nobles making a lot of noise to invite the empress and her older brother trying to stay locked up in the estate. Of course, there were a lot of problems, big and small, but at least they were problems that I could solve with my own abilities.”

“Is that so?”

Julian nodded as Aiden raised the cup with an air of insignificance.

“But I’ve passed my luck and this is like God’s protection.”

“It’s not your majesty. What’s so strange about the Son of God blessed by God.”

“I’m telling you seriously.”

“It’s not that I’m not particularly serious.”

At that, Aiden asked back, raising his eyebrows.

“Why did you come up with that idea all of a sudden?”

“……Cardel’s work has allowed me to reflect on myself more objectively.”

Although it was hard to admit to itself, Julian was not a highly capable star as it was known to the public.

It’s just too lucky.

There was a reason why whenever he heard that he was intelligent, wise, and dumb, he felt burdened at the same time as he took it for granted. Because he knew it the best. No matter how much people around him praised and brainwashed, it wasn’t that he wasn’t.

He thought he was being protected by an omnipotent God, but he thought someone was watching his back.

Julian, who thought that far, soon made an impression. His life went so well that he was anxious.

“We’ll talk about it later. It’s frustrating, but there’s no way to know. It’s not against me.”

After a moment of agonizing, he opened his mouth again.

“I have no idea why the Duke of Bron gave up Cardel.”

“I’ve heard that women were supposed to be very active.”

He’s been serious since earlier, but Aiden was a sight across the river. Julian, who wanted to consult his concerns, was almost frustrated because he was just savoring the next direction as if he didn’t care about such things.