ormation about my daughter—”

But before the man finished speaking.
Elgy grabbed his head with one hand and slammed him against a nearby wall.
Those around them fled in shock.

The man struggled with both hands.

“What the hell! Let go of me! Let go of me!”

Elgy didn’t let go.
Instead, he reached out his other hand and grabbed the man’s neck as if to crush it.

“Say what you want.
I don’t care.”

As his windpipe was being squeezed and his head pressed with tremendous force, the man waved his arms in panic.
Hastily pounding on the wall where his head was pinned, the man begged for his life.

Elgy released the man just before his eyes turned completely white, and walked away without even threatening him.

The man coughed a few times and wiped tears from his eyes.
As much as he wanted to curse, Elgy was already far away.
The man smiled awkwardly as he looked at his back.

“How can a nobleman have those eyes? They look like those of a murderous bastard.”

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Then, the man said angrily,

“It’s fine.
I’ll do as you say.
I’ll tell my daughter everything.
My daughter is the Empress! My daughter is the Empress!”

The man’s loud voice reached Elgy’s ears.

‘I won’t even have to intervene.’

Elgy shook his head at the man’s confident shouts he could still hear.

***

Today was the day her real father had decided to visit her.
Rashta spent the entire morning in shock.

Rashta not only hated her father because she had been a slave, but because he never gave her love.

Now my shameless father will appear in front of me.

“Your Majesty, is it all right not to prepare any dishes?”

“It’s okay.
This is not a special guest.”

The maid left immediately at Rashta’s reply.
But her expression was filled with curiosity.
The maid wondered who was coming, why the empress was so pensive, and why she didn’t want tea and snacks to be prepared.
The maids did not know that the person who would come to visit the empress was her real father.

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Rashta ground her teeth.
In fact, until last night, she didn’t know either.
Although Viscount Roteschu had told her that her father would be back, she hadn’t expected it to be so soon.

Even Rashta had thought that maybe if she didn’t look for him, he wouldn’t appear.
But last night, a messenger sent from Roteschu Mansion destroyed Rashta’s hopes.

While she was deep in thought, the maid entered again and let her know that her guest had arrived.

“Take him to the drawing room.”

Rashta counted to a hundred before going to the drawing room.
As soon as she entered, she saw a strange man sitting on the couch.

His back was slightly hunched and he gave an unpleasant impression.
He had well-defined features, but it was all buried under his wicked expression.

Rashta clenched her fist and chose to take a deep breath.
This man was both strange and familiar to her.

“Rashta, my daughter.”

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