I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 132

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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor

 

Chapter 132

 

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While heading to the Emperor’s office, Dahlia looked at Lemon who came fluttering toward her.

 

“Lemon!”

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“I’m on my way to see His Majesty. Where are you going?”

 

“I came to see you. Your wedding is soon, but you’re still the same.”

 

Lemon looked her up and down and clicked his tongue.

 

“Huh? What do you mean by that…?”

 

Dahlia was continuing her conversation with Lemon when she suddenly remembered and glanced back.

 

She saw Annie and Cole looking at her with curious expressions.

 

“I can’t see Lord Lemon today.”

 

Annie, who received their gaze, said calmly.

 

Dahlia gave an awkward smile and looked at Lemon again.

 

“Lemon, is there somewhere we can talk privately?”

 

“Yes. Follow me.”

 

Dahlia walked following Lemon flying through the sky while thinking to herself.

 

What could he mean by the wedding being soon and her being the same? Lemon often said incomprehensible things, and Dahlia couldn’t easily dismiss his words.

 

Ever since Lemon told her she would be safe from demon beasts, divine power had burst forth from her body.

 

Of course, she hadn’t been able to use divine power again since then.

 

Could Lemon possibly know the reason?

 

Eventually, the place Lemon guided her to was a small garden. The small garden surrounded by trees and flowers looked cozy even from a distance.

 

Just as she was about to enter the garden entrance, she felt Annie and Cole who had been following stop behind her.

 

“Princess, we can see you well from here, so we’ll wait here. Please have a comfortable conversation with Lord Lemon.”

 

“Okay. Thank you.”

 

Dahlia smiled slightly at Annie’s consideration and turned her gaze to Lemon. Lemon was sitting on a tree branch, grooming his feathers.

 

Dahlia entered the garden and tilted her head while looking around.

 

It strangely looked familiar. Dahlia kept looking around before looking up at Lemon.

 

“Lemon, what did you mean earlier? Is my wedding important?”

 

“Of course. How important your wedding ceremony is.”

 

Lemon nodded as if it were obvious, and through the thick tree leaves, people could be seen. Dahlia unconsciously moved closer in that direction.

 

It was the Emperor and Ethan.

 

Soon Ethan’s voice could be heard.

 

“The person you were waiting for has arrived.”

 

Sparkling blonde hair was glimpsed between the tree leaves.

 

Huh? I know this situation.

 

What she had seen in her dream was unfolding right before her eyes.

 

But why weren’t the Emperor or Ethan noticing her presence?

 

While she was puzzled, she saw Lemon rise into the sky and fly around her, scattering golden powder.

 

Could that golden powder be divine power? Does Lemon also have divine power like herself? Is that why the two Sword Masters aren’t noticing her presence?

 

While Dahlia was continuing her thoughts, she saw the face of the owner of the sparkling golden hair.

 

As expected, it was Heidi from her dream.

 

“What’s the reason you wanted to see me separately?”

 

The Emperor’s blunt voice could be heard.

 

“You love Princess Dahlia, don’t you?”

 

At Heidi’s question, Dahlia’s gaze naturally turned to the Emperor.

 

“Why are you asking such a question?”

 

The Emperor asked in a sharp voice.

 

“If you don’t want Princess Dahlia to be taken by anyone, you should rather move up the wedding.”

 

“…”

 

When the Emperor fell silent, Heidi raised her voice.

 

“I will do my best to protect what’s mine. If Your Majesty does the same, it would help me protect what’s mine.”

 

Dahlia focused on their conversation with a serious face.

 

She thought she had changed the future, but their conversation was continuing as before.

 

“What’s yours…”

 

A sneer burst from the Emperor’s mouth.

 

Heidi looked at him with a hardened expression.

 

“Why should I cooperate in protecting what’s yours? If you called me for such useless things, you should leave now.”

 

“His Holiness the Pope will arrive soon!”

 

When the Emperor was about to leave, Heidi hurriedly spoke.

 

“Finally you’re saying something interesting.”

 

“His Holiness the Pope is secretly coming here. When he arrives, he’ll try to take Princess Dahlia away from Your Majesty by any means. So wouldn’t the best way to not lose the Princess be to marry before His Holiness arrives?”

 

“How many are moving with the Pope?”

 

“Since he’s moving secretly, there won’t be many.”

 

Gray felt the texture of the paper in his hand while coldly staring at Heidi in front of him.

 

“When will the hundreds of demon beast eggs hatch?”

 

“…!”

 

Heidi showed a surprised face then hurriedly lowered her gaze to hide her expression.

 

But the Emperor’s sharp gaze didn’t miss her expression.

 

“As expected, you knew. That the Hallen Sacred Empire is raising demon beasts.”

 

In the blink of an eye, Ethan pointed his sword at Heidi’s neck.

 

Heidi looked down at the sword with fearful eyes.

 

“I, I only did what His Holiness the Pope ordered me to do.”

 

Her frightened voice trembled.

 

“You talk too much for someone who hid the existence of demon beasts. Ethan, take her away. Confine the Holy Knight Commander too.”

 

“Wait, wait! Captain Roand doesn’t know anything! This is really true!”

 

As Ethan tried to drag Heidi away, she resisted and spoke.

 

“Your words are true when you also hid the existence of demon beasts?”

 

Gray glared at her with cold eyes while secretly using his truth detection ability.

 

“His Holiness the Pope thought that if Captain Roand found out about it, he would destroy all the demon beast eggs. So he hid it until the end. This is the truth!”

 

‘Truth.’

 

Heidi defended Roand with a trembling voice.

 

She didn’t know how the Emperor had learned about the demon beast eggs.

 

She had simply planned to make the Emperor hurry the wedding by informing him that the Pope would arrive soon.

 

But now that he knew about the demon beast eggs, it was all-out war. Soon there would be war between the two empires.

 

Deep regret appeared in Heidi’s red eyes.

 

She should have told Roand to run away before coming here. If the two empires clashed, he would make an excellent hostage.

 

“Take her away.”

 

“You must believe my words, Your Majesty!!”

 

When Ethan disappeared with Heidi, Gray covered his eyes with one hand.

 

He hadn’t heard any intelligence about the Pope moving. He must be moving that secretly.

 

This was actually for the best. The moment he appeared before his eyes, he could simply cut off his head and be done with it.

 

Just the hatching of hundreds of demon beast eggs was overwhelming enough, but if war with the Hallen Empire broke out as well, it would be the imperial citizens who suffered.

 

It was then.

 

“Your Majesty…?”

 

Thud. At the sound of something falling, Gray removed his hand from his eyes and turned around.

 

There stood an unexpected figure with a surprised expression. A picnic basket was visible at her feet.

 

“Dahlia… How are you there?”

 

He was a Sword Master. How could he, whose Ki Sense was more developed than anyone’s, not have sensed her presence?

 

“What on earth is going on? Is Hallen raising demon beast eggs?”

 

He could see Dahlia’s violet eyes deepening with fear.

 

Oh no. He had tried his best to hide it from her, but she had found out immediately.

 

As Gray pondered what to say, Dahlia approached him.

 

On her body as she drew near, he could see sparkling golden powder. What was that?

 

As he narrowed his eyes and tried to gauge the identity of the golden powder, she looked up at him with a worried expression.

 

“The world’s destruction we tried to prevent—was it all because of Hallen?”

 

Gray looked at her eyes trembling with anxiety and tried to reassure her somehow, when he remembered the Sacred Scripture that Spade had sent.

 

The part of the Sacred Scripture he couldn’t read.

 

If she was the Saint, perhaps she could read the Sacred Scripture and find some hints.

 

“Dahlia, could you possibly read this?”

 

Dahlia took the paper and examined it briefly, then collapsed like a puppet with severed strings.

 

“Dahlia!”

 

Gray hurriedly caught and supported her, looking down at the sleeping Dahlia with a stunned expression.

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