Ciela held onto Napoleon's arm tightly as they strolled towards the exit, a sense of admiration in her voice.
"Congratulations on yet another astounding achievement. Truly, you surpass the Napoleon I studied in my world's history."
Napoleon chuckled modestly, shaking his head. "I wouldn't go as far as to claim that. The Napoleon you idolize accomplished remarkable feats that inspired awe. We may differ in our own unique ways."
A mischievous smile played on Ciela's lips. "Well, that's true. Considering I'm granting you a glimpse into the future, I'd say you have the advantage." She couldn't help but giggle. "But tell me, do you think the National Convention would be open to our unexpected visit?"