The connection was cut off outright. Lin Cuo looked at the darkened screen, his mood clearly much improved.
Beside him, Kallen had stayed silent throughout-until now.
"Your Excellency, do you think that as long as someone cares about you, you can swindle something out of her along the way?"
"General Kallen, this is precisely the sort of long-term international relationship management that I, the Regent, excel at."
"You're using the fact that her sister is about to be surrounded by monsters to arrange a date?!"
"I already made it clear that I'd go to her rescue, and we are indeed preparing to sortie."
Kallen opened her mouth, only to discover that he had once again made the facts sound as though there was nothing wrong with them. Just as she was about to keep berating him, the communications terminal suddenly lit up again.
Euphemia had reconnected. Her face was still very red, but her eyes were more serious than before.
"There are two more things I haven't finished saying."
"Please go ahead."
"First, you must bring my sister back. And nothing is allowed to happen to you either. I don't care whether you're the Regent, or how capable you think you are. If you wreck your machine again and leave someone else to clean up the mess, I'll be very angry."
"Understood."
"Second..."
Euphemia paused, as though she was very reluctant to say what came next.
"Father did mention a few days ago whether the Empire and Great Han should establish a longer-term relationship between their royal families. He asked me how I would feel if there were a formal marriage proposal."
Lin Cuo had already been about to connect to the combat zone's channel. At those words, his finger stopped dead.
"Wait."
Seeing his reaction, Euphemia felt her cheeks