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Chapter 2719.1: Bare Minimum (Part 1)

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2719 Bare Minimum (Part 1)

"Lith has made his choice and by my blood, it's the best he could!" Salaark roared.

Mogar laughed, their voice devoid of joy and filled with mockery.

"That was not the choice!" The beast replied. "As for your other question, do the clouds disappear after the storm? No, they just move along with the wind. You think the storm is over whereas it has just moved somewhere else.

"The clouds are still there."

Salaark went pale, gritting her teeth to avoid making a scene.

She gave a deep bow to Mogar before bidding them goodbye and going back to take part in the celebrations.

***

Gorgon Empire, floating fortress and capital of the Empire, city of Manaron.

Milea Genys, the Magic Empress, had just received news of Elysia's birth and cursed the Imperial throne that both kept her from the celebrations and from having the time to develop a better relationship with the first Supreme Magus on Mogar.

Having no time to waste in recriminations, she summoned Kella Sunbry-Genys to her office. The young girl was Dusk's host and Milea's adoptive daughter. She was now fourteen years old and attended the fourth year at the Red Emperor Academy.

"Greetings, Empress. I mean, mother. Or should I say, Mom?" Between the sleepiness from being woken up in the middle of the night and her strained relationship with the Empress, Kelia was at a loss for words.

"Mom or mother, please." Milea sighed. "If people hear you call me Empress, they'll assume we are on bad terms and try to turn you against me. Our citizens are not happy with my leadership and the last thing I need right now is dealing with a coup."

"A coup?" Kelia and Dusk said in unison, her eyes flaring orange due to his influence. "Is there something in the water or has the people of the Empire just lost their minds?

"We mean, the famine, the undead invasion from Jiera, the war against Veeza the Lich, the Undead Courts, and lastly Thrud! If not for you, the country would have crumbled!"

"Indeed. Yet those are the very same weapons aimed at my throat to question my judgment and undermine my rule." Milea sat back and steepled her fingers.

"How exactly?" Kelia was astonished. "You solved those crises and fixed the aftermath. Heck, compared to the Wars of the Griffons, you dealt with Veeza's army painlessly.

"Also, if you didn't beat her fast enough, the Empire would have been pincered between the Undead and the Mad Queen. At that point, our country would have dissolved."

"You are right, but you are also naïve." Milea had a chair come from behind, hitting the girl's knees and forcing her to sit down. "To our poor citizens, it doesn't matter that I solved those problems, only that they happened under my rule.

"Hence, in their mind, it's my fault for not nipping them in the bud. From where they sit, fixing my own mess is not an achievement but the bare minimum."

"How can anyone stop a mass invasion, a famine, or a mad Lich? Do the citizens consider you a god or what?"

"Kelia, people like peace, and when they don't have it, they like to find someone to blame." The Empress had tea and hot pastries appear on her desk for an early breakfast.

"At the same time, my enemies use those events, analyzing them in hindsight to find flaws in my decisions and claiming that they would have done better."

"That's rich!" Kelia grunted, but after biting the first cream puff, she started stuffing her face, feeling more hungry than angry.

She had been a poor orphan living on the streets for too long and had moved to the safety of the academy for too little time to shut down her survival instinct in the presence of warm food.

"I would love to see any pompous idiot try to best you in anything. I asked Dusk if he could do better and he said no."

"That's why no one has yet to make a move against me." Milea replied. "Talking is easy, dealing with real problems, not so much. During these crises my political rivals all backed me, no question asked, because they didn't want to face those monsters themselves.