"Your Majesty, it is a great joy to see you in robust health today," I began, bowing deeply.

The emperor chuckled softly at my words. "Hearing such a sentiment from the man who battled the epidemic in Pisa's county has a peculiar charm. Baron Rothschild, are you well yourself?"@@novelbin@@

When I ventured into the heart of the epidemic, I had been genuinely worried about contracting the disease. Fortunately, I emerged unscathed, albeit through a mix of preparation and sheer luck.

Looking back, my actions were reckless. Yet, the gamble had paid off with opportunities for prestige and reward.

After all, not catching the plague is the best outcome.

"Deus protected me, Your Majesty, ensuring the plague could not touch me even in its midst," I replied solemnly.

The emperor burst into laughter, clutching his sides. "Baron, we both know you're not exactly a devout follower of Deus. Save the act; it won't work on me."

In Pisa, such words would have moved people to tears, swearing by my piety. Erica, Chris, and Chloe might echo that sentiment too, claiming I was a virtuous and devout believer. Even so, I doubted Chloe's conscience would allow her to label me as particularly religious.

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