"You two really know how to make trouble."
Sitting behind his desk and looking at the dejected Felt and Emilia before him, Fang Zheng could only shake his head speechlessly. Upon hearing him speak, Emilia lowered her head, while Felt raised hers instead.
"It wasn't our fault! Those nobles were the ones who got themselves killed!!"
As she said this, Felt glared indignantly at Emilia.
"And Emilia was at fault too! I said it from the start, we had so many people, and the Northern Empire had withdrawn its troops, so why not just march straight on the capital? But she insisted on waiting and waiting... Otherwise, things wouldn't have turned out like this!"
"...I-I'm sorry..."
Hearing Felt's complaints, Emilia lowered her head and apologized. Fang Zheng waved his hand and looked at Emilia.
"All right, Felt, don't get angry yet. I understand your thinking. Now then, Emilia, tell me why you didn't directly attack the royal capital and completely eliminate the Sage Council."
"I-I had my own reasons too."
Hearing this, Emilia gathered her courage, raised her head, and looked at Fang Zheng as she spoke.
"Felt is right. We could indeed destroy those nobles very quickly right now, but I don't think that would solve the problem. I read the books Mr. Fang Zheng gave me, and I also asked people online. I-I think that if we simply took the country by force, it wouldn't solve anything! We should make the people realize that they themselves have the power to overthrow oppression. So it shouldn't be us alone—it should be everyone together. Only by letting them act with their own hands can they truly feel that power and build an entirely new order and nation..."
"Mm, not a bad idea. I can tell you've given it some thought."