Nolan fell silent when he saw the tears fall. It had to be admitted, this was the first time he had seen an emperor appear so vulnerable and weak.
His father had been a cruel man, one who would not hesitate to destroy anyone daring enough to threaten the empire's stability.
The Holy Emperor Dariel was no different—cruel, cunning, and calculating.
He would eliminate anyone who posed a threat to the Holy Empire of Valtanir, regardless of their status or identity.
In that sense, his grandfather's approach was truly unusual—almost foolish.
Had he been in his grandfather's place, Ryuusei would already be dead.
But he could not judge him either. After all, the Taira clan was not a family built on cruelty and the killing of their own siblings, unlike the Lorian clan.
