Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 395

Chapter 395 

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Next door, Nyx tightly covered the kitten’s mouth with one hand, using the other to gently groom its fur. 

The one who was truly angry wasn’t the dismissed principal, but Emperor. His fur stood up, and he couldn’t smooth it down, his paw striking the table and leaving a deep crack, nearly splitting it in half. 

In his anger, he didn’t forget to soothe Nyx. “That guy is the only son of Marquis Anders Bafford, just a spoiled fool. Don’t believe what he says.” 

Lewis was a good–for–nothing, but his father, Anders Bafford, had some ability and held a prominent position in the court. 

The gossip the son picked up from his father represented the general views of the ministers. 

Nyx understood this very well. 

It was impossible to have no feelings at all. She wasn’t a saint. Being dismissed so casually and insulted like that didn’t sit we with her. 

But the ministers‘ doubts weren’t entirely without reason. She really hadn’t read many books, and.she did have a relationship with Aurelius. From an outsider’s point of view, it was understandable that they misunderstood her. 

“Shh, it’s okay… don’t worry,” Nyx whispered to the fuming little kitten, “I have a way to fix it.” 

Whether getting the artisans from the clan to testify for her or having Aurelius clear things up, both options would be ineffective, as they would just be saying what she wanted. Outsiders wouldn’t find them credible. 

The only way was to show those who doubted her what she could do, and have them accept it wholeheartedly. 

“After we go back, I need to meet with the Ministry of Works.” She scratched the kitten’s chin. “Some things need to be handed over to them.” 

She had struggled for a long time before deciding to bring out gunpowder, this powerful weapon of mass destruction. It wasn’t to make a name for herself, but to get Pale Wolf home sooner. 

This stalemate had dragged on for too long. Although the court had the upper hand, battles were dangerous, and as long as Pale Wolf hadn’t returned, she couldn’t help but worry every day, fearing for his safety. 

The military threat of gunpowder was incomparable to that of a telescope, and giving it to Read family artisans was inappropriate. If anything happened, it could easily be misconstrued as the Duke’s Mansion having rebellious intentions, causing unnecessary trouble. It was better left to the Ministry of Works. 

Nyx was deep in her thoughts, her mind wandering. 

The little white cat licked her fingers, as though comforted, but before leaving the tavern, it shot Aron a look. 

When the door to the private room was knocked on, a group of spoiled noblemen were still laughing and drinking. Annoyed by the noise, one of them threw his wine cup at the door, shouting, “Get out.” 

The knocking paused for a moment, and then a slightly sharp voice came through. “You’ve disturbed my master’s meal.” This rude remark seemed to light a fire in the drunken men’s 

anger. 

“Who does this person think he is, talking to me like that?” Lewis shoved the person next to him. “You, go open the door. I want to see who this master of theirs thinks they are… 

When the door opened, and they saw the familiar face with a half–smile, Lewis shuddered, sobering up immediately. No 

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matter how drunk or confused he was, he knew Aurelius’s people. 

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The others might not have met Aurelius or recognized the palace’s chief eunuch, but they could tell from Lewis’s reaction and Aron’s smooth face that something wasn’t right, and they all lowered their heads, their spines chilled. 

The silence in the air felt heavy, making it hard to breathe. 

Lewis staggered to his feet, almost falling back down, as he forced a smile that was even worse than crying. “Your Ma-” 

“My master has already gone,” Aron interrupted him, then said nothing more, turning to leave. 

The group of men lost all interest in continuing their drinking, and quickly scattered, each leaving the tavern. 

Not far from the carriage, Lewis heard applause from outside. Peering through the curtain, he saw an outdoor performance set up by a troupe, performing a well–known classic play summed up in five words–trouble came from the mouth. 

His face turned as pale as death. There were no shortages of coincidences in this world, but he was sure this was no coincidence. 

The carriage stopped at the Marquis‘ residence, and he stumbled inside, shouting, “Father…” 

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It was the afternoon, the weather was still clear and sunny, yet, inexplicably, some small snowflakes drifted down, forming a thin layer on the ground. In an instant, it melted, leaving the ground wet and muddy. 

Anders knelt outside the palace, requesting an audience with Aurelius, feeling the cold seep through his clothes, drilling straight into his bones, making him shiver uncontrollably. 

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to straighten his back, cursing his son a thousand times in his mind. 

There were countless young ruffians in the capital, and he had never considered his son the worst of them. He never expected his son would cause such a big trouble today. 

The gate suddenly opened, and Anders immediately composed himself, bowed, but then heard a puzzled voice from above. “What’s this about, Marquis?” 

He looked up and saw Minister Andy from the Ministry of Works walking out, his face flushed with excitement. Immediately, he felt embarrassed and stammered for a long time, finally sighing deeply. “My son is unruly. He got drunk outside and said disrespectful things about the Expedition General’s wife…” 

He carefully omitted the details, intentionally emphasizing Nyx’s identity. 

However, to his surprise, upon hearing “Expedition General’s wife,” Andy did not share his anger. Instead, there was a hint of excitement and enthusiasm. 

Anders was momentarily confused, staring blankly at Andy, watching his expression change several times in a short span, his emotions too complicated for him to understand. 

Finally, Andy snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head at him. “That was indeed too unruly. 

“The General’s wife has given the nation the gift of a telescope; she is a national hero. How could she be insulted for no 

reason?