I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 128

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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor

 

Chapter 128

 

In the room after Roand left, the remaining people fell into silence, each lost in their own thoughts.

 

Then, Emperor Gray turned his gaze to Annie and Cole standing to one side.

 

“I have something to discuss with the Princess. Please excuse yourselves for a moment.”

 

Both of their gazes turned toward Dahlia.

 

When she nodded as if giving permission, the two quietly closed the door and left.

 

Emperor Gray moved a chair from the tea table beside the bed and sat down. Only then did his eyes meet Dahlia’s. His reflection was clearly visible in her mysterious violet eyes.

 

Without realizing it, Emperor Gray reached out and touched her cheek. He could see Dahlia’s eyes widen in surprise, but he couldn’t stop.

 

Through his hand, he felt her warm temperature. Only then did his tightly constricted heart feel like it was loosening.

 

When he heard she might not wake up, his world had stopped. He couldn’t do anything. He could only look down at her sleeping form endlessly, constantly confirming with his eyes that she was alive.

 

And only after meeting her eyes like this did his world properly return.

 

“Dahlia. Please stop.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

She looked at him with round eyes.

 

“Doing dangerous things. Going to dangerous places. All of it. My heart can’t take it because of you.”

 

Emperor Gray lowered his hand from her cheek and asked as calmly as possible.

 

He was afraid that if he revealed his insane possessiveness toward her, she might run away immediately.

 

“Because of me? Why?”

 

She asked with an innocent expression.

 

Emperor Gray couldn’t say anything and sighed while running both hands over his face.

 

How could he explain his burning feelings for her?

 

When he received the report that demon beasts were discovered at the orphanage where she had stayed, his heart dropped to the floor.

 

When he heard the report that divine power burst from her body and covered the outskirts, it felt like his fallen heart was trampled and crushed.

 

In the first place, her going to the orphanage was something she did for him. To calm the empire’s citizens who had chased all the way to the Palace Front and erupted in anger.

 

In the end, thanks to her displaying miraculous divine power, support for the Emperor rose even higher. And the false rumors about her also disappeared like melting snow.

 

If all of this had been actions for her sake instead, his heart wouldn’t ache this painfully.

 

Meanwhile, Dahlia forcibly suppressed her anxious feelings while looking at the Emperor.

 

Your Majesty, are you going to die soon? No, right?

 

She bit her lips, afraid the question rising to her throat might slip out.

 

She clenched both hands into fists and desperately held back her desire to ask right now whether the dream she had was real.

 

Even if she asked, the Emperor would probably avoid answering with his usual bright smile.

 

So she had to directly confirm the Emperor’s Chronicle with her own eyes so the Emperor couldn’t escape.

 

“Your Majesty, I have something I’m curious about. Do you know about the Emperor’s Chronicle?”

 

“Why are you suddenly asking about that?”

 

“I heard somewhere that there’s a book called the Emperor’s Chronicle. Our kingdom doesn’t have anything like a King’s Chronicle.”

 

Dahlia spoke whatever came to mind.

 

“So?”

 

“…If it really exists, where is it?”

 

Dahlia deliberately asked as if curious.

 

“Only the Emperor can read the Emperor’s Chronicle.”

 

“Ah, I see. But where is it?”

 

“Did you hear what I just said? Only I can read it.”

 

The Emperor raised one eyebrow in displeasure.

 

“I understand. So where is it?”

 

“Dahlia. Say what you honestly want to say.”

 

The Emperor stared at her intently, then asked in a voice mixed with a sigh.

 

Dahlia took a deep breath and then demanded with a confident expression.

 

“Please show me the Emperor’s Chronicle.”

 

“Why?”

 

“I’m the prospective Empress. Is there perhaps an Empress’s Chronicle too?”

 

“There isn’t.”

 

“Then I should at least read the Emperor’s Chronicle.”

 

Dahlia knew it was an unreasonable request, but she insisted somehow.

 

“Dahlia. I feel like I’ve said the same thing several times already, but only I can read it.”

 

“If I can’t read it, then you can show it to me even more.”

 

The Emperor narrowed his eyes as if trying to read her intentions.

 

Dahlia lowered her eyes and avoided his gaze. She seemed to have revealed her impatient feelings too much.

 

But dreams show the future, and the future can be changed. She had changed it several times already, and even now she was trying to change the world’s destruction.

 

So if she could read the Emperor’s Chronicle and at least find out his illness, she would be able to change it.

 

I’ll never let you die. So don’t cry. You mustn’t cry.

 

She stared at the ground for no reason and forcibly held back tears, but her chin trembled.

 

Then she heard the Emperor’s flustered voice.

 

“Dahlia, do you want to see it so badly you’d cry? I’ll do anything you want, but you can’t cry.”

 

Dahlia slowly turned her gaze to the Emperor. The Emperor was looking at her with eyes that didn’t know what to do.

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes. Please don’t cry. I don’t know what to do when you cry.”

 

“I won’t cry. When can I see it?”

 

Dahlia sniffled. Since she held back her tears well, the Emperor gives her a reward.

 

“If you come to my office tomorrow, I’ll show it to you then.”

 

“Great!”

 

Feeling the Emperor observing her expression, Dahlia looked at him and smiled brightly.

 

No matter what happens, I won’t let you die.

 

* * *

 

The Pope and Grand Inquisitor silently went down to the Underground Dungeon beneath the Kitchen.

 

The Holy Knights guarding the front of the dungeon door bowed to them in greeting.

 

“Stand back.”

 

When the Grand Inquisitor commanded, the Holy Knights left the dungeon.

 

The Pope and Grand Inquisitor covered their noses with handkerchiefs and entered the door.

 

Despite covering with handkerchiefs, a pungent fishy smell wafted up.

 

Grrrrk.

 

Deep inside the dungeon was a Golden Cage imbued with divine power, and inside it a large demon beast resembling a spider was bound with chains.

 

Below the demon beast, hundreds of white lump-like eggs were scattered, and several eggs had hatched and were tearing at their mother’s hide to feed.

 

The blood-red eyes of the demon beast, continuously giving birth to offspring and being devoured by them, glared at the Pope and Grand Inquisitor as if to kill them.

 

Kraaaak.

 

The Pope slowly approached the front of the cage. When he gripped the golden Iron Cage and prayed, the cage imbued with divine power flashed even brighter.

 

Kwaaaak.

 

The demon beast screamed in agony.

 

“When I first discovered that demon beast, I thought it was the Goddess’s test. So I hid it from everyone and tried to study it to find a way to completely eliminate it.”

 

The Grand Inquisitor bowed his head in lieu of an answer.

 

“But then that demon beast started laying eggs. That too was part of nature’s providence. Why did the Goddess create such demon beasts? I agonized and pondered, and finally realized. It’s the great will to place this entire world under the Goddess’s feet. Isn’t that right?”

 

“Yes. They only fear divine power.”

 

“Yes, that’s right. Of course, that’s right. But who would have thought the Goddess would send us a Saint along with that thing.”

“I was surprised too. I thought Saints were only made through education….”

 

“The primordial Saint is said to have been chosen by the Goddess. That child must certainly be a child chosen by the Goddess as well. Divine Power enough to cover the outskirts.”

 

Greed flickered in the Pope’s eyes. It was tremendous Divine Power that even he himself did not possess.

 

“Iris Ophirian. My child has truly given birth to a proper Saint.”

 

Iris had inherited his surname, so she was his child. And the child she bore was also his.

 

“Congratulations on the birth of the Saint.”

 

The Pope received the greeting with a satisfied smile.

 

“That child doesn’t seem like she’ll move easily, so I’ll go myself.”

 

“I’ll prepare for it.”

 

The Pope briefly turned his gaze to the terrifying-looking Demon Beast trapped in the prison.

 

As if the Ruusephon Empire was drawing in Demon Beasts, the Demon Beasts were flocking only in that direction. There was once when they let a Demon Beast cub escape, and that creature also headed toward the Ruusephon Empire as if being drawn there.

 

No matter how strong the Emperor of Ruusephon was, he wouldn’t be able to face all those things at once.

 

“Prepare these things. Now we will devour Ruusephon and open the era of Hallen.”

 

A bloody smile appeared on the Pope’s lips.

 

“I receive your command.”

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