Returning to the New Continent

No matter how harmonious a father and son's relationship was, there were still certain things they needed to avoid.

Power had a strong exclusivity to it.

A harmonious father-son relationship was not built on one-sided giving, either.

The nobles' inherited education handled this point exceptionally well.

Qin had been taught this by his parents since childhood, so he understood the boundaries.

If his father gave him power, he could use it openly and without reservation.

But if it was not his power, he should not try to reach for it.

So when Franz made his request, Qin told him bluntly, "I can't make the decision on this. I'm going to see Father later. Come with me."

He would not overstep, but there was absolutely no problem with making a request.

As it happened, he had already planned to see his father, so Franz went with him.

Since it was nearing dinnertime, Derek had finished his day's work and was currently in the inner palace.

Claire simply went along with them to mooch a meal.

With Franz, a relative, visiting, getting a free meal was no problem.

Qin took the opportunity to explain Franz's idea.

Derek set down his chopsticks and looked straight at Franz.

Franz immediately grew nervous and sat up straight.

Honestly, it was not a big matter—at least not to Derek.

For Qin, overstepping his authority was a sensitive issue, but at its core, this was merely a trivial matter.

These noble titles might have been incomparably important to commoners, important enough that they would consider them worth trading their lives for.

But to Derek, who controlled the symbols of rank, it was merely a matter of wasting another sheet of paper.

Why else would it be called such a powerful weapon?

This thing had been created for