I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 131

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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor

 

Chapter 131

 

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“Princess, are you really going to give that to His Majesty?”

 

Dahlia looked at the special sandwich she had requested from the head chef with a puzzled expression. It seemed like the very healthy food she had ordered had come out just as she wanted.

 

“Why?”

 

Hart looked at the kudzu sticking out between the sandwich bread with a disgusted expression.

 

That kudzu was very good for the body, but it was so bitter that it could never be a sandwich ingredient.

 

Hart’s gaze then moved to the ginger sandwich placed neatly next to the kudzu sandwich.

 

Is this some new form of torture? Did the Princess hate His Majesty this much?

 

“Shouldn’t we give him something edible?”

 

Annie, who had been quietly observing the situation from the side, spoke up.

 

At her words, Hart nodded vigorously in agreement.

 

“It might not taste good, but I made it with only healthy ingredients. His Majesty needs to pay very close attention to his health from now on.”

 

Dahlia continued her explanation with a very serious expression as she carefully packed the health food sandwiches into the picnic basket.

 

Hart gazed at the terrible sandwiches with pitying eyes while thinking of the Emperor.

 

Even a healthy person would get sick eating that.

 

But seeing the Princess’s expression, which seemed to truly believe that eating that would make him healthier, she couldn’t bring herself to tell the truth and awkwardly nodded.

 

“Well, the preparations are done. Shall we go to the office?”

 

“I’ll carry it.”

 

When Cole tried to take the basket, Dahlia quickly hid it behind her back.

 

“No. Everything is about sincerity. I’ll carry it.”

 

At her words, the three people exchanged strange looks with each other.

 

“Carrying the basket is sincerity?”

 

Annie asked calmly.

 

“Of course. From now on, I’ll treat everything related to His Majesty with care and sincerity.”

 

Hart tilted her head.

 

She had thought the Princess was trying to torment His Majesty, but listening to her words, it seemed different.

 

Annie scanned everyone’s gazes, then moved close to Dahlia’s side and whispered in her ear.

 

“Did something happen between you and His Majesty?”

 

At this, Dahlia’s face turned bright red as she recalled the previous day’s kiss.

 

“Wh-what do you mean something! What kind of intimate business would I have with His Majesty?”

 

Dahlia’s face turned pink as she stammered and fanned herself with her hand.

 

There was something. Something intimate.

 

When Annie looked at her with suspicious eyes, Dahlia avoided that gaze and hurriedly left the room.

 

“Suspicious.”

 

“Suspicious indeed.”

 

“Very suspicious.”

 

Hart and Cole each echoed the sentiment as they followed the Princess.

 

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Heidi anxiously bit her nails as she paced around the room.

 

What should I do? How?

 

Princess Dahlia was truly a saint. The divine power she had poured out had spread to the capital outskirts, and that land was still sparkling with divine power even now.

 

Originally, divine power had a short maintenance period. But her divine power was still being maintained even after several days had passed. That was something even the Pope couldn’t do.

 

She was definitely a saint sent by the Goddess.

 

Only then could she understand why the Pope was trying so hard to get his hands on her.

 

The Pope. Just thinking of him made all the blood in her body run cold.

 

Having heard the news that Princess Dahlia had manifested divine power, the Pope was on his way to the Ruusephon Empire to meet her directly. He would arrive in just a few days.

 

The Pope would use any means necessary to get Princess Dahlia in his hands, then abandon her and place Dahlia in the saint’s position.

 

“What should I do? What should I do…”

 

Saint Princess Dahlia’s place beside her would be taken not by Emperor Ruusephon but by Captain Roand of the Holy Knights. She could picture the two of them looking at each other and smiling in her mind.

 

Heidi clutched her throat and shook her head. She was suffocating from the rising anxiety.

 

“No. I have to stop that…”

 

But how could she stop it? What could powerless she do?

 

Roand wouldn’t help her. The way he looked at Princess Dahlia was special. It was a side of that stoic man she had never seen before.

 

So if he knew the Pope’s intentions, he might even welcome them.

 

Red blood dripped from her bitten nails, staining the front of her white dress.

 

But she felt no pain. Compared to the wounds in her already torn heart, it was nothing.

 

Should I kill Princess Dahlia?

 

Her blood-red eyes gleamed cruelly. No matter how much Princess Dahlia had manifested divine power, she was just a fragile woman.

 

On the other hand, she was a knight. She could easily break her neck just by gripping it and applying force.

 

A princess loved by everyone.

 

Base jealousy toward her surged, but she couldn’t take direct action. If she caused trouble, it would eventually be discovered. Then she would have to face both Emperor Ruusephon’s rage at losing his fiancée and the Pope’s fury at losing the saint.

 

Then there was only one person who could help her at this moment.

 

Emperor Ruusephon, who wouldn’t want Princess Dahlia to be taken by anyone.

 

She had to meet him.

 

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The Emperor’s office.

 

“The Saint has sent word that she wishes to meet privately.”

 

At Oreon’s report, the Emperor, who had been reading documents, looked up and asked with his eyes who he was talking about.

 

Reading the Emperor’s gaze, Oreon quickly added.

 

“Heidi Ophirian. Not Princess Dahlia. She says she has something important to discuss.”

 

“No.”

 

The Emperor coldly refused with an indifferent face. He didn’t want to waste time.

 

“Yes. I’ll convey that message.”

 

Oreon also didn’t particularly expect anything important from what she had to say, so he answered quickly.

 

Just then, they heard a tapping sound on the office window.

 

When Ethan opened the window, a white eagle flew in vigorously, circled the office once, and perched on the Emperor’s shoulder.

 

Gray was about to pet the eagle but hesitated. There were hardened bloody wounds scattered across the eagle’s body.

 

“White is injured?”

 

Oreon, who seemed to have noticed belatedly, looked at White with concern.

 

At this, White opened his red eyes wide as if to say he was fine, lifted his chin, and spread his wings wide.

 

“He seems fine.”

 

“It looks like he collided with another bird. He seems to have treated himself and come back.”

 

White, with his excellent survival skills, was a bird who knew how to take care of himself.

 

But what had brought White, a messenger bird stationed in Foevern, here? Hopefully it wasn’t something that would worry Dahlia.

 

Gray petted White once, then untied the knot attached to his leg. Inside the transparent knot were two pieces of paper.

 

[Under Hallen Sacred Empire. Demon beast breeding ground. Hundreds of eggs. Just before hatching. The other sheet is part of scripture. ♠]

 

Spade’s mark.

 

Spade, who had been working as a spy in Hallen, sent news from Foevern. As Gray read through the paper, a chilling murderous aura rose from his body.

 

Each and every demon beast was dangerous enough to require several knights to handle. And yet there were hundreds of eggs.

 

Was it Hallen that designed the world’s destruction that Dahlia saw in her dream? Were they trying to conquer the world with demon beasts? Were demon beasts even beings that would follow human commands in the first place?

 

Pope Coms Opirion. He had crossed a line that should never be crossed.

 

Gray barely contained his rage, his jaw bulging with the effort, and unfolded the paper that was supposedly part of the Sacred Scripture.

 

But nothing was visible.

 

Could it only be read with divine power? Perhaps Dahlia, who had read the Emperor’s Chronicle, would be able to read this paper?

 

Gray folded the Sacred Scripture and put it in his pocket before rising from his seat.

 

“Oreon.”

 

“Yes!”

 

When the Emperor’s voice, barely suppressing his anger, sounded dangerous, Oreon responded with a voice full of tension.

 

“We’re going to meet Heidi right now.”

 

The Emperor, who had just moments ago flatly refused the meeting as if it wasn’t even worth considering, was now taking the initiative to go meet her.

 

“I will follow your orders.”

 

As the Emperor left his office with a cold wind following him, Oreon and Ethan followed behind.

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