The Empire’s authority crumbled, the military held the power, and the royal family declined. In order to steal confidential information, his Highness, known as the Empire’s Moon, disguised himself as a weak omega to infiltrate the Marshal’s mansion, wanting to get any information that could be used against the Marshal, but he ran into the master of the mansion by accident in the study. The Marshal is immune to all pheromones and had no interest in the omegas that were sent to him daily by his opponents, until he saw a stunning beauty with sweet and creamy pheromone in his study one day. The Marshal immediately went mad on the spot, and the beauty almost died on the spot. Later, at the banquet of high society, the Marshal stopped beside the Prince and said meaningfully, “Your Highness’s smell is oddly familiar.” Without changing his expression, the Prince pointed to the three layers of cream cake on the side. “Do you want a piece?” Everyone in the Empire was waiting for the Marshal to revolt. They felt that the Marshal would overthrow the Emperor, eradicate the Crown Prince, and then uproot all the royal families. The Marshal completed the first two. Then he requested the Third Prince to take the throne to the consternation of the crowd. “Your Highness, I swept everything out for you. This coronation is from me to you.” Warming the slight chill in your eyes with the remnants of warmth in my heart.