Chapter 3032 Changes (2)
Leonel was about to open his mouth to say more, but Gervaise flicked a finger and a badge of some sort landed on him. Before Leonel could react, he was teleported away. "I'll remember this, old man!"
Nilrem found himself standing alone at the bottom of the throne. He coughed lightly. "Pleasant weather we're having today, aren't we?"
Silence.
"Hehe, I'll take my leave, then. Don't mind that disciple of mine, everybody. He's a kind soul at heart." Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com
Several gazes flashed when they heard this. When had Leonel become Nilrem's disciple? Since when had Nilrem ever been close to anyone? All this guy did all day was chase skirts, but they also knew just how much of a powerhouse he was.
The process of establishing their Empire on the God Realm wasn't easy; several battles had been fought. But the moment this man appeared, it was like everything was solved within moments. Several armies retreated without doing anything, and those that dared to stay suffered terrible losses.
Afterward, there were many sideline powers who agreed to let the humans through so long as Leonel was handed back. These powers included the Sylvans who were enraged by Leonel's use of their geniuses for resources. But in the end, even those far more powerful powers were sent away with their tails tucked between their legs.
Many of these people knew next to nothing about Nilrem other than the fact he was a powerhouse. It had been a while since they settled down, and many thought to use this opportunity to get closer to him.
Getting closer to the Emperor was like climbing beyond the skies; it was next to impossible. But Nilrem seemed to be just as strong, and yet far more open to interacting with people. They had thought it would be easy to get close to him... only to find out that the man's shamelessness knew no bounds.
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By this point, Leonel was standing in an unfamiliar region. It took him a bit to adjust himself and understand where he was. His mind was in a very dizzy state for a few seconds before he understood.
'Oh, not bad. I guess you're less of an asshole than I thought.'
Leonel and his grandfather had never truly seen eye to eye on anything. Their approaches to life were vastly different.
But what Leonel knew was that he wasn't entirely stone cold either. He did have the capacity to love, albeit a bit selfishly. The heart and care Gervaise had had for his mother was real and true, and at least in some part, that transferred to Leonel. In the end, though, Gervaise was the most interested in investing in those descendants that could give the most returns.
Still, there was no denying how much Leonel had done for the Empire, and Gervaise wasn't yet to the point of cutting ties just because he felt Leonel wasn't nearly as useful as he had been in the past. In the end, Leonel was still his grandson.
If Leonel wanted to waste away the rest of his life in peace on his grandfather's dollar, Gervaise was fine with that. But, today, Leonel's words had made it clear that he was very much not. Obviously, this was to say that this was the real reason Leonel hadn't been given such a Title or responsibility. Gervaise wasn't sure what kind of mental state Leonel would be in when he awoke.
But now he knew.
As for where Leonel had been sent, it was none other than the treasure room of the Fawkes Empire.
It was time to make out like a bandit.