“I… must have heard that wrong, right?”
Lee Chae-Rin inquired.
Kwak Jung shook his head.
“You did hear it right, your Majesty.”
“Certainly. As the diplomat of Laputa, I came here to officially propose a marriage between your Majesty and his Majesty, Kang Chul-In.”
“You are pulling my leg.”
“Stop this prank please. Are you short on money? How much do you need?”
Lee Chae-Rin couldn’t comprehend this situation.
The same went for Lee Chae-Rin’s subordinates.
Kang Chul-In did help Lee Chae-Rin quell a rebellion at the start of the Great Summoning, which knitted them close together. Even so, a marriage proposal was absurd.
“Hmm… just to reiterate, I came here to propose a marriage between your Majesty and his Majesty.”
“…That can’t be.”
“Damn it! How many times do you need me to say it? Your Majesty, are you or are you not going to marry his Majesty, Kang Chul-In?”
Kwak Jung was too frustrated to even care about Anubis’ previous warning. He had to shout to relay his message to Lee Chae-Rin, who was in disbelief.