His eyes faintly glimmered with golden light, and his imperial majesty was like thunder striking the earth.
Any other person would have likely been kneeling in fear by now.
However, Lynn’s expression remained unchanged.
Compared to the auras of the two Great Demons, the old man before him hardly seemed worth mentioning.
Besides, what stood before him wasn’t even his real body, merely a puppet.
In response to Calderon’s question, Lynn remained silent.
Seeing this, a chill flashed in Saint Laurent VI’s eyes, "Do you think, by having leverage over me, you dare to threaten me?"
"Ivyst is also foolish to a fault, as a member of the Royal Family, to act so recklessly in public with you."
"Do you know what the real reason is that I didn’t punish you tonight?!"
Upon hearing this, Lynn finally lifted his head.
"Does your Majesty know why the Princess returned safely to the Imperial Capital and why she didn’t transform into a terrifying entity to be feared?"
At this moment, his gaze was intense, trying to detect a hint of fatherly concern from the expression of Saint Laurent VI.
Little did he know, the other only frowned slightly and said coldly, "Right now, I am the one asking the questions."
As if the mentioned Ivyst was just a random passerby.
Hearing this, Lynn let go of the last bit of luck in his heart.
He shook his head to indicate he didn’t know.
"At that time, I... was preoccupied with urgent matters," Saint Laurent VI spoke lightly, "Only when I became free to attend to state affairs did I realize that the Bartleion family had undergone such drastic changes in such a short period of months."
"It was my oversight."
His tone slightly softened as he mentioned his once subordinate.
Given that Count Bartleion was currently unconscious, technically speaking, Lynn, acting as the temporary Family Head, could automatically inherit the title.
Hearing the words of Saint Laurent VI, Lynn’s Lie Swallowing showed no reaction.
This meant that he was telling the truth.
However, Lynn felt far from flattered; he even felt a bit amused.
If this old one really cared so much about his so-called old subordinate, then why had he never acted against the Mosgla family from the beginning to the end?
Not even a bit of retaliation.
He actually couldn’t quite grasp Saint Laurent VI’s thoughts.
It was just like when Lynn had shot Dalion and spoke to Duke Tierus afterward.
What had happened, had happened.
To prevent the losses from growing, this "wise" Emperor let Irina implant his Divine-given factor, suddenly making her a new favorite in the Empire, all the while ignoring the hardships the Bartleion family had faced over the year.
Did the Emperor really not know about the Fourth Prince extracting Eleanor’s blood?
Maybe he simply considered the subordinate who had lost his value unworthy of further support.
Lynn understood his thoughts.
But understanding did not mean agreement.
Because humans are creatures of double standards.
Thus, at this moment, Lynn lacked even the interest to converse with him.
Seemingly sensing his distraction, Saint Laurent VI frowned slightly, "Besides... the matter of the Sealed Object in Orn City, you were at the very bottom at that time, unaware of the whole picture, thus unable to judge the reasons for the decisions made by the upper echelons."
"So your heart harbors anger and resentment, I understand."
"But this is no excuse for causing uproar at the Council Hall."
"Consider today’s incident either a compensation to your Bartleion family or as an unseen reward for your actions in Orn City."
"After you leave the Emperor’s Palace, I won’t pursue your previous actions."
"As for your conflict with the Mosgla family and the Heavenly Principle Church, I won’t favor any side; that arena is yours to fight in."
"Thank you for Your Majesty’s grace."
Lynn bowed slightly, maintaining a poker face.
Upon seeing this, Saint Laurent VI inspected him from top to bottom with an expressionless face, then nodded, "I hope you can keep it a bit more stable during the remaining days in Glostit... After a while, it will be time for the autumn hunt." Discover hidden tales at NovelHub.Côm
"Go ahead... and also, call Hillena over for me."
After receiving permission from Saint Laurent VI and safely separating himself from tonight’s events, Lynn slowly stood up and walked out of the Emperor’s Palace without any visible disturbance in his composure.
Watching his tall figure recede, a nearly imperceptible cold gleam flashed in Saint Laurent VI’s eyes.
At a certain moment, Saint Laurent VI abruptly called out behind Lynn’s departing figure.
However, the latter didn’t seem to react at first, not even showing an instinctive movement.
Only after taking two or three more steps did the young man belatedly turn around, his expression surprised, "Your Majesty, who are you calling?"
Saint Laurent VI waved his hand blandly.
Meanwhile, confusion and bewilderment filled his mind.
Had he misunderstood?
Yet if not, where did the core of the Level 0 Sealing and the Creation Demon residing inside it go?
Upon the throne, the Emperor fell into a deep contemplation.
"What did that old man talk to you about?"
Led out of the Emperor’s Palace by a palace servant, Lynn encountered Ivyst and, including the Great Imperial Princess Hillena, four other Princes and Princesses in the courtyard.
Even Xiya and the Silent Saintess Tiya were there for some unknown reason, watching him with detached expressions.
But now, Lynn had no time to deal with their affairs.