“I… must have heard that wrong, right?” 

Lee Chae-Rin inquired. 

“No?” 

Kwak Jung shook his head. 

“You did hear it right, your Majesty.” 

“D-Did I?” 

“Certainly. As the diplomat of Laputa, I came here to officially propose a marriage between your Majesty and his Majesty, Kang Chul-In.” 

“You are pulling my leg.” 

“I’m not.” 

“Stop this prank please. Are you short on money? How much do you need?” 

Lee Chae-Rin couldn’t comprehend this situation. 

“...!”

The same went for Lee Chae-Rin’s subordinates. 

Kang Chul-In did help Lee Chae-Rin quell a rebellion at the start of the Great Summoning, which knitted them close together. Even so, a marriage proposal was absurd. 

“Hmm… just to reiterate, I came here to propose a marriage between your Majesty and his Majesty.” 

“…That can’t be.” 

“I’m serious?” 

“R-Really?” 

“Damn it! How many times do you need me to say it? Your Majesty, are you or are you not going to marry his Majesty, Kang Chul-In?” 

Kwak Jung was too frustrated to even care about Anubis’...