Chapter 63
Snap, snap-
Rexid’s hand was moving busily as he sat on the armchair.
“Ah, damn it! Why is this so difficult?!”
This damn cube.
He had been turning the cube in his hands every night, no, every time Rosica ran through his mind. It was fortunate that he had it because if he went to Rosica’s room every time he thought of her, he would have gone there more than a hundred times.
Even though his hands had gotten used to handling it like the weapons he always carried around, Rexid had never succeeded in solving the puzzle once.
It was hard. It was very hard. Whether it was solving this good-for-nothing wooden puzzle, or… her, Rosica.
The two were so similar to each other in that they confused him every time.
“She made something that’s just like her, it pisses me off.”
Rexid cringed as he murmured.
-I was hired to make you into an emperor and I have to try my best.
