576 The Emperor Mental Stress (1/2)

The Emperor smiled and sighed with relief when he heard that Yale was on his way to visit him.

He knew that Yale's first impression of him was bad, so he didn't want that Yale left the universe without changing it, or maybe someone else would wipe out the universe to please Yale.

Thus, while Yale had been doing tourism, enjoying the best dishes of the universes, and visiting the most beautiful places, the Emperor was unable to be in peace.

However, he knew that trying to force Yale would have the opposite effect, so he needed to endure.

Once the news of Yale going to visit the Emperor reached the Emperor's ears, he ordered to prepare a banquet with the best dishes the palace could make because after seeing Yale's behavior, he seemed to like enjoying good food.

Of course, the Emperor knew that Yale was going, followed by the other two. He didn't have any problem with Tofesh since he didn't even know who that person was, but he definitely had conflicted feelings about the other person, his own younger brother, who he tried to kill for a long time.

The Emperor really wanted to kill his young brother, but he knew that once Yale appeared to protect him, it was impossible doing it without offending someone he couldn't offend.

Thus, he decided to swallow his emotions. He would try to invite Yale to take his young brother with him when he left the universe so that he wouldn't need to deal with him anymore.

All the persons important to his young brother were dead anyway, so the Emperor didn't believe that his young brother had strong feelings for remaining at that universe.

The table for the banquet was enormous, but there were only four chairs. Three on one side, one at the other. The Emperor would be facing Yale's group instead of taking a superior position like it should happen since the banquet was at his palace.

There was no way he took an inferior position since the servants wouldn't understand it, so he was already doing his best to avoid offending Yale while at the same time not seeming weak in front of others.

Yale's group was impolite once they reached the palace and walked towards the place the Emperor was without waiting for the servants to guide them.

Once in the banquet room, they all just sit without even greeting the Emperor. Yale was even looking at him as if he was looking at an ant.

That was huge disrespect that made the servants angry, but the Emperor wasn't angry at all because he believed that Yale really could kill him like if he was shooting an ant, so his behavior wasn't improper at all.

”So, why do you wanted to meet us?”

Although Yale said that, the Emperor just wanted to meet him, but the Emperor decided that it was better to avoid correcting him.

”My men were disrespectful to you, so I wanted to apologize personally.”

The Emperor shifted the blame to his men, although he was the one who gave the order to attack his brother's hideout. However, it was true that he didn't order to attack Yale because of Yale's existence.

If he had known that a mysterious person was protecting his young brother, he would have done a careful investigation before deciding to attack.

”Oh, you mean those that wanted to enslave my friend and me because we didn't have travel permission? Or maybe those who surrounded the three of us with the intention to kill us, but I chased away?”

The face of the Emperor changed; he didn't know that the ones who died mysteriously also offended Yale.

At that moment, the Emperor was happy that those fools died at Yale's hands.

Although his men were arrogant because he, the Emperor, was backing them, the Emperor believed that they needed a little of common sense to prevent offending everyone without checking who they were first.

Of course, the Emperor's previous acts were the cause, so it was still his fault for giving the impression that he didn't fear anything.

”Both. I am sorry for their behavior. I am glad you punished them, they deserved it.”

The servants were shocked at the Emperor's behavior while serving the dishes, but they didn't dare to speak.

The Emperor knew that he wasn't giving a good impression to his servants, but he feared Yale too much to worry about it at that moment.

”Be careful of your people. Maybe next time, my hand will slip, and I will destroy more than I should. For example, if someone tried something against us here, you can't blame me if the palace disappears as a side-effect, right? I am already restraining my strength so much, asking me to restrain more it is impossible, so you better made your people behave well.”

Yale's threat was obvious, and the Emperor knew it, but Yale was someone with enough power to threaten him openly, so he didn't complain.

”Don't worry. That won't happen.”

The Emperor didn't believe that someone would disobey him and harm Yale in his presence.

”Really? Then, can you ensure that no one of those five hundred dishes on the table is poisoned?”