Age of arrogance novel (machine translated with some grammatical edits)

Chapter 3

The door open with a brilliant shine beyond which it looked like a god might be sitting but Carlisle knew full well that the human being sitting there was a coward who was petty and foolish to boot. 

Emperor Kendrick Evaristo, who was sitting beside the Empress on the wide platform, frowned at Carlisle's rude stance but Carlisle did not care at all.

"Are you all disappointed that I came came back alive? Why are you so cold towards me?"

At the sarcasm disguised as a joke, the emperor glanced at the courtiers and nobles standing around him and forced himself to smile. 

"Is that possible? Welcome back, Carlisle!", the emperor greeted affectionately.  

The emperor was trying to pretend to be bold and generous so as not to lose his authority. Carlisle hated seeing his father act benevolent.

Dark blond hair fading to grey, skin was pale and showing signs of age and a body so flabby that you couldn't imagine it was someone who once wielded a sword... 

'Every time I remember that this man is my father, I am embarrassed to death', he thought.

There were often times when Carlisle felt terrible and wondered if he would end up like his father if he became emperor and lived in the imperial palace. So he ended up hating his father even more.

Of course, he didn't dislike it because of those mere sentiments.

"So, what did Elvenia offer as war compensation?", asked the Emperor hiding his true intent.

'This right here. It's because of this reason. Look at the first question you, as the Emperor ruling the empire, ask your son upon his return from victory', Carlisle grunted to himself.

'It's not about first discussing the scale of damage done to the Kanatak region and inquiring about what's needed for restoration, neither checking whether his son who returned from the war is truly safe, nor worrying about the damage to our troops... ... .'

'His focus is only on earning a few pennies... ... !'

The emperor was very ordinary compared to his status. He always felt inferior and was very envious of those who are better than him, so he couldn't even count how many talented people he lost during his reign as he would not let anyone outshine him. 

'It would be the greatest favour my father could give to this country if he quickly left to be with Himero, the god of death.' Carlisle mused.

Although he wished his father would die quickly, Carlisle did not feel the slightest sense of guilt.

"In Elvenia, compensation was 12 crowns of gold, 300 war horses, 30 kg of ambergris, 1 crown each of sapphires and rubies, and it was decided not to impose taxes on imported goods from the Chad Empire for the next 20 years."

"Oh oh! You did good, Carlisle. Indeed, this is a child blessed by the God of War! Even if you look through the entire history of our empire, there will be no royal family member as brave and outstanding as you."

The Emperor praised Carlisle, but there was sarcasm in his voice.

If he were quick-witted and humble, he would have immediately put the emperor above himself and praise him back, but Carlisle did not follow his father's wiles.

"Thank you."

A short answer caused sudden silence and atmosphere turned cold in an instant.

The emperor's eyes became irate, and Carlisle's expression remained shameless.