The Emperor has been calling me more often lately. I swear he called me last week as well, but now he’s summoning me again today. At this point, there will probably be rumors at the ball about me being a shadowy power behind the throne, the unseen mastermind behind the Empire’s downfall without an official position.

I’m just offering the Emperor the advice he needs and looking out for my own interests.

‘The more accomplished a person is, the more enemies they tend to have around them.’

Before he even started speaking, the Emperor was wearing a warm smile.

“Hmmm, Lord Rothschild.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You’ve been excessively flattering me lately, haven’t you? Hmmm, to think you’d even go so far as to create a philosophy for me. If this continues, I can’t help but consider you family.”