Yuffie's request had always been simple: to fulfill the promise she'd made as a child.
She had made it to her grandmother and father, back when she was with the West Grand Duke.
In essence, her request was much the same as Lynn's, so there was no conflict of interest.
The Empire's rule could be summed up simply: it had gone from a republic to an empire, and now it was merely going from an empire back to a republic.
But Yuffie still gave Lynn a word of warning.
He was worried about the trouble that came with being Emperor.
The question of heirs, and the rivalries among his confidantes—Yuffie understood those things perfectly. For now, she didn't want to argue with Lynn over them.
Yes, she didn't want to argue with Lynn.
Yuffie simply planted her foot on Lynn's chest and said, "I won't let those things upset you for now. But once everything else is settled, then it'll be time to argue about them."
"Can we just not argue?"
"Then who do you like best?"
"I... Of course I love you."
"And who do you love most?"
"Waaah..."
Lynn should have known this day would come.
Fortunately, they were short on time.
Yuffie wasn't an idiot.
She wouldn't let her emotions get in the way of getting things done.
So she let Lynn off the hook and continued discussing the problems with being Emperor, along with the flaws of a republican system.
An Emperor was bound to create all sorts of problems.
Things like vying for favor and the imperial harem—matters that everyone, regardless of gender, loved to gossip about.
Yet the people involved were terrified of them.
There was also the question of their children's right to inherit, and so on.
These conflicts were bound to cause