It seemed I was even more devoted than I had thought.
Even after reincarnating and losing all my memories, my body instinctively sought out someone similar.
Having a reputation for being involved with many women domestically was one thing, but I never imagined I would even ask the Emperor of the British Empire for introductions.
So I was that devoted, was I?
Perhaps if I reconsider Victoria's diary from a different perspective, it might actually have been true.
Even if I was not aware of it, from her point of view it may have seemed like I was constantly pursuing her.
As I stood there in disbelief, Edward IX smiled and opened his notebook with a sharp snap.
For a moment, I braced myself, wondering what other embarrassing things I might have written.
Then his expression suddenly turned serious.
"Let us speak seriously now."
"…Is my love life really that important?"
"Not that. The real reason you came here. The Northeast Asian alliance issue."
"Has that not already been resolved?"
"Not resolved. Suppressed. What I want to know is your true intention."
Why was he asking me instead of diplomats?
But this was essentially a family gathering.
Sensitive matters could be discussed freely.
Even though I was just a corporate heir, he seemed certain I had already spoken with the Joseon emperor.
Which was true.
"To be honest, His Majesty also believes such a union is unrealistic. Joseon is culturally and psychologically closer to Britain than to Japan or China."
"I see. That is a relief. I would prefer not to place you in a difficult position."
He smiled meaningfully.
Most would see this as simple diplomacy.
But I understood something more.
"Is it because of your ancestor's will?"
"…How do you know that?"
So I was right.
The British Empire had clearly followed my guidance.
"That is something I have heard as well. Only His Majesty and I know it."
"…I see. Then you understand."
He seemed convinced.
"Joseon will never challenge British dominance."
That reassurance eased him.
"If you know the will, then we can speak openly."
He handed me the notebook.
"Write what you know."
I thought for a moment, then wrote down the essence of what I had once told Edward.
The United States is the only nation that can rival Britain. Suppress it early.
Germany and France have limits, but remain cautious.
Prevent Slavic unification.
Never allow China to unify. Control key regions like Hong Kong, Shanghai, and Taiwan.
Gradually release colonies but maintain influence.
Populate royal territories with loyal migrants and enforce cultural unity.
After reading, Edward nodded with satisfaction and handed me his notebook.
The content matched.
Relief washed over me.
My descendants had followed my will faithfully.
There was also a note from Edward VIII.
It mentioned completing the Pacific kingdom by integrating Asian territories.
So they had struggled as well.
Looking at Edward IX, I could not help but smile.
He truly was my descendant.
"This is a strange feeling," he said. "Only I and the Prime Minister knew this."
"I understand."
"I worried I might have to act as my grandfather did."
"Now you do not."
"I am glad. Let us keep peace within the family."
"Of course."
Then he added with a grin,
"If you help me with something, I can help you as well."
"…What?"
"It is about the introduction you requested."
I froze.
Apparently, someone had asked him to introduce me as well.
"They are important donors to the royal family."
"…Who?"
"You know them. The largest shareholder of The AI under the James Group."
A strategic marriage.
Linking AI, semiconductors, and the royal family.
Even in this era, such arrangements still existed.
"At least meet her once," he said.
"…I suppose that would not hurt."
After all, meeting did not mean marriage.
At worst, it would be just a meal.
At best, it might shape the future.