A few hours later.
In the Throne Hall.
Numerous figures were gathered in the hall, giving off a pleasant yet solemn vibe.
Logan Loret sat on the throne as he viewed his subjects with gratitude.The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.
From the people with enough status to the noble family heads who stood in front of him, almost all of them had smiles on their faces.
"You all did well in gathering here, my subjects."
"Yes, your majesty!"
Logan nodded in appreciation, "You all helped me search for my descendants and kept the search confidential. For this, I promise that you people would be rewarded generously!"
"Your subordinate graciously thanks our majesty!" Evan Cauldon took the first step to bow down. Followed by him many stepped forward and bowed as they chanted the same sentence.
Poor Logan didn’t even notice that his actions were secretly monitored by Claire with the intelligence organization she created.
Even though both had control over this intelligence organization, there was a special group that solely belonged to Claire and vice versa.
Using all these people in addition to the intelligence organization, Logan managed to find all the women he ever slept with and the children he hadn’t had a chance to see yet.
In truth, he didn’t even know of their existence till he took the initiative to find them.
Evan Cauldon stood back up and shortly glanced around but he couldn’t see the silhouette of his daughter anywhere. This made him a little disappointed but he had heard about his daughter’s life in the royal castle and he was much satisfied with it.
Logan nodded, "That said, this is a huge matter that can eventually turn into a scandal if known to the entire empire."
"Eh?..." Sounds of confusion could be heard.
All of the subjects looked at each other, not sure why the emperor brought this topic out to the light.
After all, misbehaving with too many women can cause people to think less of the emperor, and assuming that the emperor was depraved can allow a legal cause for opportunists to claim the royal throne.
Hendrickson and Randal instantly stiffened. They knew it was time.
"You two..."
"Yes!" The two instantly replied as they turned to gaze at Logan.
Logan looked at the two of them and continued, "Do you think that the Empress will forgive me?"
Hendrickson and Randal truthfully wanted to curse this idiot of an emperor. This was honestly the nth time he was asking this question.
If they said yes, then he will ask them to answer truthfully. If they said no, then he will fall into depression for some time.
Hendrickson replied in an apt manner as if he had already memorized this answer countless times for this occasion, "My Emperor, it is the empress’s duty to be magnanimous and allow the unfaithful Emperor to have more concubines. It was previously the case for the preceding Emperor and the emperor’s appointed before them."
Randal joined in right after he left off as if they had practiced it beforehand, "The Royal Advisor is right. As long as your majesty is the emperor, it is your duty to make the royal family flourish with descendants of royal blood!"
Logan paused for a moment before sighing deeply again.
’I was stupid for actually expecting a proper reply from these two muscle-headed idiots.’
No matter what he asked them, they either always replied with yes or no, but just when he thought that they would have a good reply for today, he was once again disappointed.
He expected them to point out what decision the Empress or at least placate some of his worries with a helpful tone but it seemed like they placed importance in the fate of the empire.
"Seems like I must get an emotional advisor..." Logan muttered while glancing down.
Randal was startled. He turned a bit confused before saying, "There seems to be no such position..."
Hendrickson hesitated a bit before saying, "Isn’t the person who should emotionally console the emperor, is the empress?"
Logan widened his eyes before he closed his face with his palm, "That’s right..."
The atmosphere turned awkward for each and one of them.
’I just want to kill my younger self for being a licentious bastard...’ Logan thought to himself as he massaged his forehead.
The matter he was dealing with right now was none other than his own fault.