About half an hour later, a group of noble civil officials who had only just entered the emperor's bedchamber came rushing out in panic.
From their mouths came an utterly shocking piece of news.
"His Majesty has gone mad!"
"His Majesty has lost his mind!"
"Quick, notify the priests from the temple!"
"Hurry!"
As this news spread throughout the entire Imperial Palace and even beyond its walls, chaos immediately began to spread.
There was no helping it.
No matter how fatuous or incompetent he was, he was still the emperor of the Ragna Empire, the ruler of a nation. Nothing could be allowed to happen to him.
Now that the emperor had gone mad, one could easily imagine the shock and impact it would bring to the Imperial Capital and the empire itself.
Thus, countless nobles hurried to the Imperial Palace, while others hurriedly left for the temple, asking its priests to come examine the emperor and assess his condition.
For a time, the entire Imperial Palace was filled with the panic of an approaching storm, and tension permeated every corner.
Harvis had not left his own chambers, yet he noticed the commotion outside. Standing by the window and listening to the sounds beyond it, he murmured to himself.
"He's gone mad?"
He knew that this had to be Shien's doing.
"Fine by me."
Harvis gave that evaluation with utter indifference, as though the one in trouble were not his own biological father.
In truth, Harvis had long stopped treating the emperor as his father.
From the moment the emperor became so deranged that Moro could incite him into turning against his own children, the bond between father and son had been severed.
If Capeline's attitude toward the emperor was coldness, then Harvis's attitude was true heartlessness.
In the literal