King Edmund grinned, lifting a handful of gold coins, letting them fall back into the bag with a satisfying clink.
He turned to Gilmon, shaking his head in amusement.
"Gilmon, this is what we call a tribute! Not like those nobles who love war and send me silver coins."
Gilmon chuckled. "Truly, Your Majesty. A real tribute from a real ruler."
Edmund leaned back, fingers tapping the armrest of his throne.
"Heh… Armand really has risen, huh?"
His eyes flicked toward the delegation leader.
"Tell your lord that if he has time, he should visit me sometime."
The delegation leader nodded respectfully.
"As you wish, Your Highness."
Edmund smirked.
"I know the war between him and those stupid Coalition fools just ended… but honestly, I'm bored here."
He exhaled, stretching slightly.
"It's been a while since I had a proper drink with that bastard."
King Edmund leaned back, staring at the gold coins with a thoughtful expression.
Then, with a quiet chuckle, he muttered—
