บท 1092: Losses

"Imperial Father, you…"

Galaeron looked toward where Leonel had vanished with a complicated look in his eye. This pair of grandson and grandfather really didn't like to take any losses. At this moment, he actually felt a little bit bad for Leonel. 

If things had gone normally, Leonel might have still gotten a little something out of them. But this… It was a little bit much. 

Emperor Fawkes, after making sure that Leonel was gone, burst into a fit of laughter. He laughed harder than he had in a very long time, what remained of his wrinkles seemingly fading away with every peal of laughter. 

It took several moment for him to calm down, his move having been lifted by several levels. 

"Who asked that brat to be so cheeky? Since he wanted a reward, I gave him a reward."

"But…"

Galaeron's gaze flickered.