The supporting character's harem is very normal

Chapter 505: Call me Catheryne

Lathel thought to himself.

Boka makes a lot of sense; however, if you think about it carefully, there are a lot of things that don’t make sense.

His attitude made Lathel uncomfortable. Besides, Boka’s words seemed to want to please the Church.

If Boka was a spy for the Church, Lathel would not be surprised.

However, politics is a very complicated thing. Sometimes, even if you know that someone is a spy, you might not be able to eliminate the person because it involves many other things.

Alright, this was such a headache. Lathel also didn’t want to continue thinking about it anymore; anyway, it didn’t have much to do with him.

Catheryne looked indifferently at Boka, then back at Lathel.

Lathel was startled; he thought to himself: ’Hey! What are you looking at me for? You are the empress of this empire; you are the one who decides, not me.’

Lathel hoped that he was wrong, as he couldn’t believe that the queen would hear his opinion on such an important matter.

He’s just a minor supporting character anyway, and what’s the point of his words?

"What do you think, Lathel?"

Lathel: "..." (; ̄Д ̄)

Lathel held his forehead, sighing wearily. As expected... what he feared had come true.

He stood up, politely clasped his hands, and said: "Your Majesty, I..."

"You can call me Catheryne," Catheryne said suddenly.

Her words startled everyone, and everyone looked at him in disbelief.

Lathel panicked; he felt as if Catheryne was afraid things weren’t already complicated enough.

He sighed and said: "Your Majesty, I dare not call your name; that would..."

"What would that be?" Catheryne frowned.

It seemed like everyone could hear a hint of resentment in her voice, or they felt like they were going crazy for having that thought in their heads.

Was Catheryne looking resentful? This was so unbelievable as it was easier to believe that the Pope was getting married right now.

Lathel looked around at everyone; he sighed. He felt that if he didn’t do as Catheryne said, then it would make this trouble last longer.

"So... Queen Catheryne..."

Hearing Lathel speak, Catheryne nodded slightly. Although she didn’t want Lathel to add the word Queen, she also knew she was too hasty.

Also because the women from his previous life started approaching Lathel too quickly, especially Amleth, that’s why Catheryne had a hard time keeping calm.

She is normally a person who is indifferent to everything; however, anything related to her son makes her lose her normal indifference.

"You are the hero of this empire, this privilege... you are the only one who has it." Catheryne said.

Her voice returned to the same cold and indifferent tone as before.

When Ikarys, who was kneeling in the middle of the hall, heard Catheryne’s words and saw her attitude towards Lathel, he was so jealous that he wanted to kill Lathel immediately.

It should have been him standing there, not Lathel.

Catheryne would become interested in him, and then feelings would develop between him and her.

He would then try to steal the heart of Queen Catheryne, if he succeeds, he will be the idol in the hearts of every man.

Lathel: "..."

"Queen Catheryne..."

"Uhm!"

Lathel wiped the sweat off his face; he felt as if he were dancing on a knife’s edge. Catheryne was terrifying, the people around her were terrifying, and politics were terrifying.

"Queen Catheryne, I feel that... Ikarys has nothing to do with whether we cooperate with the Church or not."

"Nonsense!" Boka immediately stood up, angrily saying: "Your Majesty, this brat is just a stupid brat; he was lucky to complete the mission; he doesn’t understand anything about politics."

"I feel..."

"How do you want to die?" Suddenly, Catheryne spoke, her voice so cold that it made Boka tremble and sit down on the ground.

"Queen... I... I..." Boka trembled with fear, to the point that he could not stand up.

"It’s been a long time... No one has dared to dance in front of me like you." Catheryne said, her voice carrying a terrifying murderous intent.

"Either you shut up or die!"

Boka trembled, his face filled with fear, but his eyes also carried a hint of hatred and dissatisfaction.

Lathel knew... Boka was only afraid of Catheryne because she was too strong. If Boka had the ability, he would definitely stage a coup immediately.

Lathel sighed inwardly; politics was always something that gave people headaches.

Even though he knew that someone had betrayed him and was a spy for another organization, killing that person required an extremely long path.

’That’s also why I don’t like being king at all. I’m always worried about whether someone will betray me or whether there are spies around me.’

’Looks like... Being a normal person is still the best.’

Lathel thought to himself.

"Lathel, continue speaking."

Hearing Catheryne speak, Lathel nodded and replied: "As I said, Ikarys made a very serious mistake. If he is not punished properly, I’m afraid... he will cause many people to be dissatisfied."

"Besides, Boka... You said that just letting Ikarys go would bring the relationship between the Church and the Empire closer?"

When Boka heard Lathel, he took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He stood up, dusted himself off, and frowned, "That’s right, Ikarys is the Holy Son after all. If we overlook his mistakes, he will definitely be the best bridge for this Empire to cooperate with the Church."

Lathel felt amused in his heart; he felt that Boka had revealed himself as a spy without even knowing it.

Or... he is confident enough to let everyone know he is a spy because he has someone protecting him behind his back.

The one who is capable of protecting him from Catheryne, is probably...

Lathel suddenly glanced at Lumiana; he discovered that Lumiana was also looking at him with a somewhat strange gaze.

He shook his head, not paying attention to Lumiana anymore, but looked towards Boka, frowned, and asked: "Good! So what makes you so sure that if we let Ikarys go, he will help us to create a good relationship with the Church?"

"That..." Boka stammered.

"Besides, can he represent the entire Church? Is he the Pope?"

Hearing Lathel say that, Boka didn’t know how to respond; he was so angry to the point he gritted his teeth: "That... I... I believe in the Holy Son’s character. After all, he is the Holy Son; he will..."

"Nonsense!" Lathel laughed contemptuously: "Do you really believe in the character of someone who is willing to abandon his friends in times of danger?"

"Or... are you so stupid that you think everyone here is as stupid as you?"