My Contract Husband Resembles the Male Protagonist - Chapter 47
“Many weapons must have been damaged while hunting the dragon.”
“Yes, I was about to report that.”
“Allocate additional budget. The money recovered from the last investigation in the southern territory should be substantial.”
“Indeed, Your Majesty.”
Soho, who had recently visited the Kiedland territory himself, reminisced about the enriched finances, all thanks to Lady Lockheart’s initiative.
It was an unexpected windfall, courtesy of the Lady. After this incident, Soho began to somewhat understand the Emperor’s obsession with Lady Lockheart.
“However, Your Majesty, there’s a slight issue with the armor supply.”
Dale looked up at him.
“There’s a part that goes into the joints of the armor. The more precise it is, the better the mobility, but the workshop caught fire, and the documents related to the technology were lost.”
“Even if the documents are burnt, aren’t the craftsmen still around?”
“That’s the thing… Unfortunately, many craftsmen were injured due to delayed evacuation and are currently unable to work.”
“Who are the replacements?”
“While there are apprentices left, their skills are limited. The craft requires detailed knowledge, so it’s difficult to pass on verbally, making it a challenging situation for us.”
“It seems challenging to conduct the winter training as realistically as planned.”
“It appears so. Unless we find a dwarf to provide a solution, finding dwarves who have long hidden away is like searching for a star in the sky. Ah, but there is one more option.”
“Speak.”
“We could seek advice from Marquis Cassion Schultz.”
“…..”
“If it’s Marquis Schultz, the Tower Master, there’s a high chance he knows. Given the long history of the Mage Tower, it’s likely they have books on dwarf technology.”
“I see.”
Dale nodded, supporting his chin with his hand, deep in thought.
“Soho.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
As Soho was about to quietly retreat, Dale called him back.
“Recently, I’ve become curious about something.”
“Yes, please tell me what it is.”
Soho was internally surprised. The Emperor becoming curious about the world was unprecedented.
He always seemed disinterested in everything!
“What do you think would be the reason for someone sneaking out at night?”
“At night, Your Majesty?”
“Assuming the person doesn’t usually move about at night.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
As Soho listened attentively, Dale began to speak slowly.
“Suddenly, they started going out in the evenings.”
“Ah, yes.”
“They try to hide something from me, and quickly hid an object they dropped.”
“I see.”
“One day, they smelled strongly of perfume and wore makeup. It seems they periodically meet someone.”
“Ah, that certainly is suspicious….”
Soho instinctively stopped himself from responding hastily.
‘When His Majesty asks questions unrelated to work, it usually involves the Lady.’
Soho pondered the intent behind the question.
‘The Emperor is troubled.’
And that trouble was…
As Soho reconsidered the questions slowly, his expression darkened.
Night outings, hiding things, perfume, makeup. In other words, they’re doing things they don’t normally do.
What could be the reason?
…Infidelity.
Soho hoped desperately that his conclusion was wrong.
But it all pointed to the patterns of someone having an affair.
Could it be that the Lady is being unfaithful to His Majesty…!
“What do you think?”
“Well, in my opinion….”
Soho felt a pressure more serious than during the imperial exams.
“It seems like they’re preparing a special gift for Your Majesty.”
Soho decided to blather something for the sake of world peace.
