Let Stibnite Be Great Again

"Since the Red Minister is so saddened, shouldn't we comfort him? Then, Your Majesty, what do you think... of Little Lucian as the heir? Can he inherit the throne?"

Jester Laro asked with a grin, "That boy... Ah, I mean that noble prince, actually has some talent for alchemy—he can at least refine gold coins into Copper Coins. If we just work a little harder to reverse his talent, Stibnite will have money!"

The implication was to mock Lucian's extravagant, wasteful habits while reminding the King that Lucian—the one heir he had not rejected—was also closely connected to the Red Minister whom Valentine VII despised.

The King, however, could not be bothered to respond to Old Laro's barbed tongue.

Instead, he shook his head solemnly and replied, "I have never even considered Lucian. You know the reason."

Upon hearing this, Jester Laro's expression grew serious for an instant.

But soon, the jester's face became as cheeky and grinning as ever. "My esteemed Majesty, you're truly rare in your firmness and boldness this time... Forgive me for speaking frankly, but in the fifty years Old Laro has followed you, this is the matter you've persisted with the longest. When you die, I'll drink a fine bottle of wine to celebrate you."

"We've been preparing for so long. Now, it has to be done."

Valentine VII merely said, "Although this may anger Pengbo Naqi... the 'Headmaster' will stand on our side.

"Coincidentally, the trouble that broke out in Leipzig these past two days will also distract them. Let the Academy and the Red Fort fight... Then find a way to add fuel to the flames, Laro. Have the Association's people get involved too."

"Of course, of course. You can rest assured that Old Laro will handle it."

The jester said with a