"He was the finest young officer in Inglima's Royal Navy. Even now, no one in the Royal Navy could match him. It was only an ordinary battle to suppress pirates; no one expected to encounter Zimmerman Axel Robin..."
"Oh, right. Back then, he didn't have the surname Axel yet. He was simply Zimmerman Robin."
"My husband's navy had held the upper hand, but Zimmerman Axel Robin's humiliation enraged him. He had always been proud and never believed his swordsmanship could lose to anyone, so he agreed to a fair duel between the two of them."
"Zimmerman Axel Robin..."
"...killed him in that duel, crushed Inglima's Royal Navy, and rose in a single leap to become the Pirate King's right-hand man."
"No one could describe the despair I felt when I received the news. If novels had not sustained me, I fear I would never have endured all these years."
Charlotte had been furious, but after hearing Princess Mei recount everything, he felt a faint trace of sympathy. His ten parts fury dropped to nine, and he shouted, "What does that have to do with me?"
"I'm not Zimmerman Axel Robin!"
Princess Mei said softly, "It was that bastard Alfred Guillaume who sent you to approach me, wasn't it? Even without our old grudge, what is wrong with giving a little punishment to a little rascal with ulterior motives?"
Charlotte was instantly speechless. He desperately wanted to say, This fucking has nothing to do with me either.
But how could he possibly explain something like this?
From the moment Emperor Alfred Guillaume rewarded him with the residence at 698 South Riverside Street, he had dragged Charlotte into this. He had no choice but to carry this blame, whether he wanted to or not.
Princess Mei smiled faintly and said, "Didn't I