Margrave’s Bastard Son was The Emperor

Meanwhile, at that time.

Sereau wandered the corridor with a flushed, drunken face. Though he had to attend due to receiving an official invitation from the imperial palace, his position felt thoroughly uncomfortable.

Upstairs, Ian who had tried to trample him looked down, while beside his shoulders were the nobles who had slandered and torn at him.

Though wearing masks and laughing jovially was their virtue, it was true that as the alcohol rose, it became increasingly burdensome.

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Perhaps it would have been better if he had never allied with Ian. Having experienced dipping into the honey pot, even ordinary sweetness no longer tasted sweet. Then, a woman lightly patted his back.

“Brother. What are you doing?”

Sereau’s sister, Allenara.

Like him, she had been consuming food and drink since the banquet began, yet her red lips remained perfect as if painted on. She firmly adjusted her gloves reaching to her elbows while scolding her brother.