Ethan nodded, acknowledging that he'd neglected this aspect of preparation.
After all, when it came to the Empire and its affairs, he was practically ignorant of everything.
Asterion nodded, satisfied with his response.
"I might have overlooked that mistake if it came from someone else. But you're an exception, boy. I expect a great deal from you."
"Please don't go placing random expectations on me… I've already got enough on my plate."
Ethan chuckled before turning his gaze toward the old man beside him.
"Still, I'm genuinely surprised. I never took you for the type to give such valuable advice… I thought you were just some drunken old man who wandered around causing trouble."
Ethan wasn't about to miss his own opportunity to mock him.
The Uncrowned Emperor's expression immediately darkened.
"One of these days, my hand might just slip if you keep being this disrespectful."
"I certainly hope it doesn't. You've only got one hand left, remember?"
