Looking down at the kneeling man with an arrogant face, the Emperor smirks. The thought of screwing over that face brings a smile to his lips. He sits on the throne with his legs crossed, resting his chin on his hand as he watches for a moment before speaking.

Edward von Hertz. You are the hero who fought for the Empire and brought me victory. Therefore, I shall grant you a reward most fitting for your stature.

Edward waits for his next words with a calm face, while his knights murmur in anticipation of generous rewards and the thought of returning home to feed their families. However, the next words do not meet their expectations.\n I shall give you my sister, who is the apple of my eye.

But the King's will could not be defied. To protest now would only result in their own loss. Since the Emperor had technically given a reward, he had no choice but to accept it.

Closing his eyes and bowing his head, he speaks in a calm tone.

I am honored by Your Majesty's reward.

Then, a woman with hollow eyes is dragged out, supported by maids. As the maids let go, she collapses, seemingly unable to walk properly. He must now return to his fiefdom and live with this woman. Her life, too, has been truly tragic.