Chapter: 900

‘The investigator who was monitoring the pharmacist was arrested.’

Also, the Emperor himself is investigating this matter.

Only in a matter of time, it will be revealed that it’s Vellian’s own fault.

As soon as he heard that the investigator had been arrested, Vellian ran to Astelle.

It was almost an instinctive act.

Because the only person who can help him right now is Astelle.

“Hello, Count.”

Theor was happy to see Velian in a long time and waved to him.

“… … greetings to Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Theor, can you go and tell Hannah to bring some tea?

Theor looked at Astell and Vellian, and then stood up obediently.

“Yes, mother.”

Until recently, he used to call his mother ‘Mom’, with or without anyone. Seeing him being polite because there is Vellian, it’s bittersweet.

Astelle turned her gaze away from Theor and turned to Vellian.

“So, Sir Velian. What’s going on?”

Instead of answering, Vellian asked pitifully, “Your Majesty, do you know what is going on?”

Of course she does.

“I do, but I don’t know why you are here.”

“Your Majesty, do you not have any sympathy for me, knowing my current situation?”

Astelle stared at him, clueless.

“Why should I have sympathy for you?”

“That, that… … .”

Vellian tried to say something, but desperately shut his mouth in the end.

Actually, there’s nothing to talk about. Because Astelle has no reason to sympathize with him.

“I am sorry, Your Majesty. I have been so rude to you.”