PAID
Former Hero, Solo Play Oriented
After the private audience with the Emperor, I was guided to a VIP room. Since Chris was with me, I guess it wasnât exactly a âprivateâ audience.
The room was far more luxurious and opulent than the waiting area where everyone had gathered before entering the audience chamber. It was clear that this place was meant for foreign kings or other important dignitaries visiting the empire.
"A sudden recruitment? Drifting from an adventure story to a territory management story? But still, they offered a title and land, isnât that a good deal? Money would follow tooâ¦! So why did you refuse, Rain?"
"Hmm...?"
I tilted my head at Chrisâs curious reaction.
In truth, Iâd been keeping an eye on Chris ever since our meeting with the Emperor.
With Igrain and now the Emperorâs reactions, little by little, my connection to this continent was being revealed.
And Chris was always there, witnessing it.
Chris, do you really accept all this without suspicion?
Chris, who had been grinning up until now, suddenly got angry.@@novelbin@@
"But I canât forgive him for kissing the back of your hand! If he werenât the Emperor, I wouldâve...!"
"Unni⦠weâre still in the palace, you know? Besides, kissing the hand is just a formal greeting."
"But, but! I havenât even kissed your hand yet!"
Suddenly, Chris burst into tears.
"Ugh."
If I keep talking to Chris, I wonât have time to think for myself.
I left Chris to her outburst and slipped into my own thoughts.
A thousand years, certain wills.
Even though the name of the heroâs party had been erased, the things we did remained in various forms. Like that portrait hanging in the palace.
Wealth? Fame? There was a time when I mightâve cared about that.