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Chapter 22: The imperial edict

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No one spoke. No one even shifted. Hands stayed rigidly at their sides or clasped behind their backs. There was a subtle, shared tightening around every mouth.

Then a soft chuckle snapped through the silence.

As if rehearsed, every pair of eyes turned toward the sound.

Albert had already pushed himself off the wall and was casually brushing dust from his polished obsidian armor. The moment he lifted his head, he found several dignitaries staring at him.

“What?” he said, completely unbothered.

“Grand Marshall Drakin, please take your seat. The meeting is about to begin,” Brandon said calmly, using Albert’s formal title to stop him from causing trouble. Albert blinked at him, a slow grin spreading across his face.

“I shall do that, Prime Minister Moscov,” he replied, swaggering toward his seat.

As soon as all the seats were filled, a holographic screen lit up before each official, showing the contents of the meeting. The instant they saw what had brought them here, a few exhaled softly—
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