After the public announcement of the Heidrich Family’s wrongful conviction, Nero issued a decree appointing Heidrich as his Chief Secretary.
Nero’s persona in the Capital was that of a lazy Emperor who didn’t even bother attending the imperial council meetings. With Heidrich’s assistance, Nero straightforwardly skipped these time-wasting meetings and shifted his focus to the direct advice channels at Mirror Spring Palace.
The effect of overturning the conviction was immediate. Despite the imperial public opinion seemingly turning against him, within a few days, some lower-ranked nobles from humble backgrounds began tentatively reporting their territorial matters directly to Nero.
Nero responded to every petition while also selecting a list of usable talents based on military school records and military achievements. He even set up a secret office in Mirror Spring Palace, and to outsiders, it seemed like he spent days living in the palace where he kept his Omega, not even returning to the Capital to handle state affairs.
Only his close Wolf Knights knew that the young Emperor worked late into the night in his study. To prevent the Omegas in Mirror Spring Palace and the court officials from leaking information, he simply slept on the recliner in his study.
Heidrich’s capabilities were certified by the Main System, matching Nero’s almost perfectly.
This ensured that there were no cognitive barriers between them in any government communications. One worked openly, the other in the shadows, and the plan to establish an Emperor’s direct army was progressing steadily.
Nero had been in a good mood lately.
But when the System reactivated in his mind, it was far from happy.
System: [How… how can this be! How can this be! Teacher, did you see the Hatred Points of the Hexagon Marshal?!]
Nero glanced at it indifferently: [I saw it, 40. Is there a problem?]
The System almost fainted: [How can it be only 40!!! Teacher!! What about the task???? To trigger the ‘Beheading Tyrant’ plot, the Marshal’s Hatred Points must remain above 90!!!]
Before the words finished, Heidrich’s Hatred Points silently dropped a bit more.
The System wailed as if it saw all its investments turning red: [No more drops!! No more drops!!!]
Because of its excessive trust in the host’s abilities, sometimes when Nero didn’t specifically require it, the System would secretly go into sleep mode, sneaking back into the code to slack off, watch dramas, and play games.
After all, if every host was as worry-free and proactive as Nero, how many systems would need to work 24/7 overtime?
In the midst of the System’s wailing, Nero deigned to open Heidrich’s Hatred Points panel to check.
Currently, his Hatred Points hovered around 38.
Compared to the final target of only 25 for the White Wolf Knight, it was still significantly higher.
But Nero knew that this 38 Hatred Points for Heidrich represented an unerasable family hatred. Despite this hatred, he chose to stay in the Capital and serve Nero, indicating that in his heart, his ambition to revive the Empire far outweighed the old grudge.
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Even when necessary, he was the most likely person to use any means to achieve the goal.
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However, seeing the leg health points still at [-19800/100], Nero sighed. Indeed, relying on one person alone was not sustainable.
Nero: [System darling.]
System alert: [What is it?]
Nero’s tongue touched his right canine tooth, smiling gently: [Any clues about the next task target?]
System: [What next one? Are you going to be proactive again?]
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After searching through the original book for a long time, it hesitantly answered: [According to the timeline, the third protagonist should be the strongest of the four gongs, ‘Big Bull’…]
Nero frowned slightly: [Is that his name?]
He flipped through the book and confirmed the third ‘protagonist gong’ name amid the mosaic: [Isn’t he called ‘Asaga’?]
The System’s code turned yellow: [Ah… no, that’s a nickname given by book fans. Because… hehe, because the official designated him as, he, he, he, the one with the biggest… hehe, so in chapters where he appears, the Holy Son generally suffers a lot… boohoo, the Holy Son is so pitiful, hehe, hehe…]
Nero didn’t understand: [With the biggest what?]
The System blushed and fell silent.
After flipping through the original book again, its voice clearly lowered: [Sigh, this damn book, the prequel information is more scattered than the codes I handle… Heidrich at least has ‘Delta Fortress’ as his origin point, but Big Bull doesn’t even have a name for his origin point. Sigh! All we know is that he was a slave sold by Star Pirates early on, and now he might still be collared and fighting black boxing matches.]
Star Pirates were widely dispersed on the Empire’s borders, so this information was really too vague.
After inventorying the people he could use, Nero found that there were still too few.
He had no choice but to issue the name ‘Asaga’ to each border fortress, without using the Emperor’s name for the reward, only saying it was a missing noble descendant.
Just as Nero was about to urge the System to investigate further, he noticed the knight beside his bed, who had just finished applying medicine, squatting on the ground and looking up at him with expectant, sparkling eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Nero asked, glancing back at the soft bed, “Do you want to come up and sleep with me?”
The White Wolf Knight looked inexplicably nervous: “No… Your Majesty, everything is at your will…”
Before he could finish, the young Emperor, who had just bathed and was full of warm fragrance, leaned over, reached out, and removed his armor.
Nero hooked his collar, pulling him towards himself: “Come up.”
The White Wolf Knight, like a happy large dog, leaped onto the bed.
No one knew why, but since Heidrich’s recall to the Capital, the more time Nero spent discussing state affairs with Heidrich, the more clingy the White Wolf Knight occasionally became.
Nero pressed both hands on his chest, looking down at those clear blue eyes for a while.
Besides the silly grin, he didn’t see anything else.
So he said helplessly, “Turn off the lights.”
The White Wolf Knight immediately went to turn off the lights: “Yes, Your Majesty.”
The scent of the White Wolf Knight’s pheromones after reaching adulthood was a mix of ebony agarwood and fresh grass. Since they were both Alphas, Nero only detected a faint fragrance.
The bedding that the White Wolf Knight had nestled in felt like napping in a forest after rain, which Nero actually liked very much.
With his eyes closed, Nero rubbed his nose against the other’s Adam’s apple, feeling the White Wolf Knight’s body suddenly become rigid. Years of life-and-death battles had given the White Wolf Knight a body of fierce muscles. When he tensed up, it felt like Nero was sleeping next to an iron board.
Nero was immediately displeased. “Too hard, I’m uncomfortable.”
White Wolf Knight: “Alright… alright, Your Majesty. I’ll try…”
It took the knight quite some time to relax himself, so his little master wouldn’t find him uncomfortable.
Nero’s silver-haired head rested on his broad chest. The White Wolf Knight quietly lowered his head a bit to sniff the rose-scented pheromones emanating from Nero.
“Your Majesty, have you been to the medical academy recently for a gland check-up?”
“Hmm?” Nero was half-asleep.
“I feel like your differentiation period might be approaching.” The White Wolf Knight said as he continued to sniff. “Your pheromone scent seems stronger than before.”
Nero sniffed at his collar too. However, generally speaking, one couldn’t smell their own pheromones. This had led to the rise of a number of expensive high-end perfumers in the Empire, who could perfectly replicate a client’s pheromone scent.
He couldn’t smell anything, so he gave up quickly. “What does it smell like?” Nero was curious. “Describe it to me.”
“Uh… um, it’s…”
The pheromone scent of an undifferentiated Alpha was very faint and only Omegas could sense it keenly. To give Nero an accurate answer, the White Wolf Knight had to cup Nero’s slender nape in his palm, bring his nose closer to his neck, and seriously sniff from the side of his neck to the nape.
Trying to distinguish the pheromones from the scent of the bath soap, he said, “It’s a very cold rose fragrance…”
“Very cold?” Nero leaned his neck back cooperatively. Rose-scented pheromones were usually rich and rarely described as cold. “Is it the scent of Silverleaf Roses?”
“Uh… kind of. But Silverleaf Roses also smell like fire and gunpowder. Your pheromones don’t have that. At first, it smells cold, but deep inside… it has that intense quality typical of roses…”
The White Wolf Knight’s poor language skills made Nero laugh. He didn’t push away the knight who was still sniffing around his neck, but smiled and said, “Deep inside? Do you mean the base note?”
“Uh, yes…” If he kept sniffing, Nero’s robe would soon come undone. Unable to figure it out, the White Wolf Knight lifted his head from Nero’s nape, accidentally brushing his lips against Nero’s.
He felt his upper lip touch something as soft and fragrant as a budding rose, delicate and unbelievable to the touch. He froze.
Especially since Nero, pressing his lower lip, teased him with a smile in his red eyes, “You’re not my Omega, why are you kissing me?”
“Your Majesty, I… I didn’t… didn’t kiss you!” The White Wolf Knight was at a loss, sweating profusely, whether from anxiety or heat. “I touched… touched your chin… a bit below your lips… this spot…!”
“Hmph. Take responsibility, Alexei. You should consider what we’ll do about the issue of an imperial heir since we’re both Alphas.”
“Your… Your Majesty, is that a joke or an order…”
“Dumb wolf, what do you think?”
The silver-haired Emperor lay on the pillow, red eyes slightly curved, smiling at him.
Seeing Nero’s expression, the knight realized his little master was teasing him. But in the dim light, Nero’s fingertips were still pressed against his lower lip, the red flesh squeezed between his fingers looking like crushed petals of Therese’s flower, as if…
As if with a gentle kiss, one could immediately taste sweet nectar.
The White Wolf Knight stared at him, seemingly enchanted, nervously licking his lips, and moved his head a little closer.
aaaaaah thank u so much for the chapters! i didnt expect so many of them but now im so happy! you made my day!
Yeah, I am happy too ^^
I very much enjoy seeing this harem in the making
+1
Yohoho
The way I´m cheering for the White Wolf Knight is WILD~ Heinrich is way too tsundere
ah yes… since they are BOTH alphas.. wink wink ^^
I love this so much!!!
I’m on the wolf x emperor ship
i root so hard for our little wolf knight hehehehehe