“Send a subjugation force and, while you’re at it, advance the church’s regular audit schedule. Is this what Amelia is thinking?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The Holy Emperor was sitting in his study, looking through a pile of documents. Beside him, as always, Administrator Dorian stood with his head bowed, waiting for the final approval.
It was regarding the Cyprus Alliance, which had been sending complaints with some frequency lately.
“They’ve been requesting a sea monster subjugation force for quite some time now. But there hasn’t been any clear damage yet, has there?”
“However, Princess Amelia has paid particular attention to this fishing suspension incident. Of course, she said that sending a subjugation force from the empire would likely bring more losses than gains.”
“So, she’s suggesting to conduct the church audit simultaneously.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. She expects that by carrying out both tasks at the same time, costs can be significantly reduced. Moreover, since we’re accommodating their unreasonable request, even if a high-intensity audit is conducted, there shouldn’t be much noise from the alliance.”
The Holy Emperor rested his chin on his hand and fell into thought for a moment.
He didn’t think that Amelia, that child, was acting with knowledge of the true nature of what was happening on the Cyprus coast.
But Amelia had certainly said she had returned from the future to the past. So, she might be preparing for something in her own way.
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