The delegation stared at Crown Prince Voltaire with nervous eyes. The latter was staring into thin air with cold eyes while suppressing his anger.

After a long while…

“I can’t just lower my tail like this,” Crown Prince Voltaire muttered, then looked back at the head servant before continuing, “Give me a report about the nobles from other countries.”

“Yes, Your Highness,” the head servant answered.

The crown prince had just arrived in Maren today, but the eyes of the imperial family had arrived half a month ago to grasp the movements of Maren and the other nobles. The information had already been gathered, summarized, then passed on to the head servant, who could be considered the crown prince’s closest aide.

“…And that is about everything, Your Highness.”

“Good. Then I’ll be able to leave behind a proper present,” Crown Prince Voltaire said while nodding in satisfaction. The head servant had given a concise report of the major events, excluding unimportant information.

“Tell the nobles of Assir that I want to meet them. Call those from the Caylor Kingdom as well,” Crown Prince Voltaire ordered.

The head servant answered, “Yes, Your Highness. But isn’t the Kingdom of Caylor currently divided into three? Shall I call all three factions?”

“Hmm.”

Prince Voltaire thought for a minute, then continued giving orders, “Exclude Winslon, I just need the representative of the delegation with the most power. The one called Sir Hatres should be good. And get...