"Boss, you have good taste!"

"That's right. Better for foes to reconcile than to compete with each other. The best solution is for the Empress to marry our boss."

'Damn it! How dare those mobs insult my dignity?'

"Go to hell!" Natalie spoke coldly under tremendous anger.

At the same time, Tyson moved forward and pretended to reprimand Prince Auten. "You have such audacity insulting Her Majesty. Kneel and beg for mercy now or off with your head!"

While waiting for the Empress' order, hundred