Looking at the listless chief naval architect before him, Jerome Bonaparte slightly furrowed his brows.
He initially wanted to admonish Deco sternly for not taking care of his body, but considering Deco was working for the development of the French Empire Navy, the words of reproach turned into a gentle concern.
"Minister Deco, please don't overextend your body anymore in the future!
Your body belongs not only to you but also to the entire French Empire!"
Deco, who had expected a reprimand from the Emperor, felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing the Emperor's care. He quickly gave a smile and said to Jerome Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, I am well aware of my body's condition, so you don't have to..."
Before Deco could finish, he suddenly felt a heavy sensation in his chest.
"Cough... cough... cough..."
