Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 792 - 21

Perficot just smiled at the rumor without giving it much thought.

After all, the more seriously you take this kind of thing, the more people will believe it's true.

Conversely, if you ignore it, no matter how much they talk, it remains just talk, and after time, no one will believe it.

However, obviously some people still take this matter very seriously, like Empress Annie herself.

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"Regent, Her Majesty the Empress asked me to come and explain that this matter was not spread by the Royal Family." A royal attendant stood before Perficot, humbly bowed, and presented the Empress's handwritten letter.

Perficot handed the letter to the old butler, glanced at it briefly, and tossed it aside, saying: "Go back and tell Aunt Annie to let them say what they will. The more you explain, the more complicated it gets.

Instead of this, pay more attention to post-disaster reconstruction and think about how to maintain the country well!

The storm has devastated the entire Northern Territory; both the livelihood and national power have been greatly affected and harmed. Her Majesty the Empress, as a monarch and ruler, should prioritize national affairs rather than care about trivial gossip."

To Perficot, such rumors not only brought her fame but also elevated her, even possibly alienating her.

After all, you were appointed by the former Emperor as a trusted regent; now the current Empress can fulfill her position, and as a loyal subject, you should step down and assist the Empress. If you still covet power, are you planning a coup?

You must know that in terms of strength and power, Perficot already has the capability to stage a coup, and she even once stood on the edge of such a position.

As long as she wishes, she can easily cross that threshold and become the new ruler of this country.

Precisely because of this, Empress Annie's advisers earnestly persuaded the Empress to send envoys to explain to Perficot that this was not the work of the Royal Family, so she wouldn't feel coerced.

After all, if Perficot indeed felt she could replace the Empress, then many things could turn into something everyone would not like to see.

"You may not care, Regent, but both Her Majesty the Empress and the cabinet greatly value your stance." The royal attendant hurriedly explained to Perficot.

While she indeed can be indifferent, the Royal Family cannot disregard this matter.

Especially since he was merely a royal attendant and dared not take this matter lightly.

Perficot saw his cautious demeanor and had no intention of making it difficult for him.

After some thought, she pulled out a piece of paper, wrote a few lines swiftly, folded it, sealed it with wax and imprinted the Count of the Northern Territory's seal before handing it to the royal attendant.

"Give this letter to Her Majesty. If she asks you anything, just say I have spoken, let her focus on her duties." After finishing her words, Perficot let the old butler usher out the guest.

The royal attendant wanted to say something, but facing Perficot's clear gesture of seeing him out, he didn't utter a few words before being taken away.

Seeing the royal attendant being taken away, the old butler was somewhat emotional.

Once, royal attendants were unattainable figures for the Brandelis Clan, but now they appear before Perficot like mere servants to be called and dismissed, truly making one ponder the changeable nature of worldly affairs. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Are you musing over past times? Has the Royal Family's majesty really declined to such a degree? Or has the Brandelis Clan's radiance become akin to a second sun in the sky?" Perficot gazed at her old butler and suddenly, in jest, wanted to share a joke.

However, the old butler turned, solemnly bowed to Perficot, and said earnestly: "The brilliance of the Brandelis Clan illuminates the entire Northern Territory! And you, my lady, my most esteemed master, you are the sun of the Northern Territory! Even the Empress must rely on your wisdom to dispel the Northern Territory's storms."

"Since when did even Grandpa Fu learn the art of flattery?" Perficot looked at the old butler with some helplessness, surprised that he would utter such words.

"No, my lady, I am merely stating a fact." The old butler gazed at Perficot, his expression still serious and earnest, without any exaggeration or jest: "This white disaster, without your efforts, the entire Northern Territory and Empire would have suffered immense losses. It was your wisdom that resolved the Northern Territory's storm and your wisdom that allowed us to survive this calamity.

Your wisdom to the Northern Territory is even more important than the sun in the sky. Whether it's the Royal Family or this country now, their dependence on you has become as natural as expecting the sun to rise each day.

My lady, if you want to fully rule this land, all it takes is a command."

"Is that so? Am I not fully ruling this land now?" Perficot merely smiled at the old butler's concern, then said: "I know what you mean, my grandfather was a loyalist to the Royal Family all his life. You don't want me to overthrow the Royal Family, do you?

Don't worry, as long as the Royal Family doesn't provoke me, I won't idly overthrow their reign.

The disputes on the earth are insignificant; my eyes have already seen the sky and are unwilling to look down on those meaningless plots on the ground."

As Perficot spoke, her gaze became ethereal, as if she had detached from this world.

The old butler looked at Perficot with a caution born of awe; he couldn't comprehend what Perficot was contemplating, but as an Extraordinary, he could feel an oppressive aura on Perficot akin to what he felt from Sanderion in the past.

The old butler did not ask Perficot what had transpired, but clearly, Perficot had broken through the constraints of being a Legend and become a new Demigod.

Yet evidently, Perficot did not intend to publicize this.

And judging from her attitude and words, Perficot obviously had made a decision unrelated to politics and the nation.

"Whatever you decide to do, my lady, please allow me to stay by your side; you will always need a steward to manage everything for you." The old butler bowed again, but this time his face bore no seriousness.

And Perficot merely smiled and said: "I can't do without Grandpa Fu wherever I go! Without you helping me manage these trifles, I would find it quite troublesome."

To Perficot, although she could create more Alchemy Puppets to serve herself, no number of Alchemy Puppets could compare to the loyal old butler who had served her faithfully for years.