“The Marchioni Empire…?” Siegfried muttered and tilted his head in confusion.

“Damn it! Why are they coming now of all times?! Those damned bastards!” Michele shouted.

“H-Hey, Michele? What’s wrong with you all of a sudden? Did something bad happen recently?” Siegfried asked after being startled by his sudden outburst.

“Please ignore me, Your Majesty… sigh…” Michele let out a sigh and tried to suppress his anger before explaining, “I just have too much work but too little budget these days…”

“Oh, hahaha. I-I see…” Siegfried awkwardly chuckled. He was the culprit behind why Michele was on the edge and extremely stressed these days.

‘I guess I slacked off a bit too much… Hahaha…’ He laughed inwardly.

Siegfried had been neglecting most of his work, and Michele had been the one catching all the slack for him. Michele. In other words, Michele’s workload was far higher than what he could handle.

The fact that Michele managed to finish all of it—despite the stress—was proof that he was indeed a genius and hardworking administrator.

“Anyway… It’s not good news at all that a messenger from the Marchioni Empire arrived at this time,” Michele said after finally managing to suppress his temper.

“Why?”

“First, it is quite tiresome, right?” Michele grumbled and...