With that, Bai Yu took off the research glasses he used to examine mechanical structures, put them in the drawer beside him, and walked out with his hair in a mess.
Bai Yu was in a very contradictory state. His body was fully rested, without the slightest trace of sleepiness, but his brain wanted to sleep every single second.
He needed to get himself back in order. As soon as he stepped outside, Ming, who was standing on a rock nearby, turned his head as though he had sensed something.
"Bai Yu?"
"Yeah, let's go."
"Oh."
But before Bai Yu had gone far, someone approached. Behind him, Xiate couldn't help frowning slightly.
"Ymir? What's wrong?"
Bai Yu looked at Ymir and asked, seeming to have recovered.
Ymir was now one of Historia's most trusted confidantes, and she was usually the one who came to Bai Yu whenever something happened.
"Oh, Historia has a few things she can't make up her mind about. She's been agonizing over them for ages and still doesn't know what to do. There are also some policy issues raised by the public."
"What about the senior domestic affairs advisers?"
At that, Ymir scratched her head, unsure how to put it.
"They're the ones causing the problems."
Bai Yu had let Historia choose her own senior domestic affairs advisers. A competent monarch didn't necessarily need flawless abilities, but she absolutely needed the ability to recognize capable officials and make use of them.
That was the most basic requirement.
Xiate stepped forward, about to say something, but Bai Yu gently waved his hand.
"All right, I understand. Take me there. Oh, I was originally going to visit Kali myself. Xiate, go check on her for me."
"Yes, understood. Please don't push yourself too hard, Brother."
Bai Yu ruffled