The Road Ahead

Franz was more clear-headed than Hubble. His position gave him access to far more information than Hubble had.

The latter still did not know what opportunities awaited him. He only knew that he was certain to gain something.

But Franz knew that his cousin had already decided to make Hubble one of the model figures for propaganda.

To his cousin, this decision might not have seemed especially important, but to Hubble, it was a turning point in his fate.

As long as he did not screw himself over, his future would be bright.

This merit was not enough to make him an important imperial minister, but it would be no problem for him to steadily secure a mid-level official post.

If he developed further, he might even be able to look forward to something higher.

Hubble grew excited as well. Of course he knew Baron Franz's status. If even Franz said his future was bright, then his prospects truly seemed limitless.

Of course, he was not carried away by the momentary joy. He still said respectfully, "I must also thank you for your support, Baron. Without you, I would never be where I am today."

Franz laughed heartily. Whether those words were flattery or not, at least they showed Hubble's attitude.

Hubble was his man. That could not be changed.

But if Hubble failed to appreciate the favor shown to him, Franz could just as easily ruin his prospects.

Not to mention that even among mid-level posts, there were differences.

What if he found an excuse to send Hubble to guard a pond and named him a pond general?

But if he found him a post of comparable rank in a major city, his future would be entirely different.

Fortunately, Hubble had not done anything foolish. He had always remembered