I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 64
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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor
Chapter 64
“Demon Beasts?”
What are Demon Beasts? Dahlia tilted her head at the unfamiliar term.
“Are their bodies transparent?”
“Transparent? No.”
Dahlia slowly shook her head. The things that fell from the sky were pitch black, as if they had just escaped from Hell.
But why is he asking if they’re transparent? Lemon was the transparent one. Though Lemon isn’t exactly transparent since I can see him with my own eyes.
“How many of them are there?”
“Enough to fill the entire sky as they fall.”
Dahlia stretched both arms out as far as she could.
At this, Emperor Gray frowned deeply as if he had a terrible headache.
“If there are that many, it would be difficult for the people living on this land to survive.”
Two Royal Guards died and several were injured just fighting a single one. If he and Ethan hadn’t been there, all the knights present might have died.
And she’s saying there are enough of those creatures to cover the sky?
Ha. Gray closed his eyes. He could picture the horrific future.
Countless people would die. More people would die instantly from the Demon Beasts than in any war.
It would be the end of the world.
He could no longer dismiss her words as empty delusions.
To think that the absurd talk of world destruction he first heard from her lips could feel this terrifyingly real.
The Princess had saved the Imperial Princess with information learned through dreams, and had correctly predicted his arm injury. She had been seeing Demon Beasts in her dreams long before he first encountered one just a few weeks ago.
So according to her words, Demon Beasts would soon pour down from the sky.
The Emperor’s Office sank into heavy silence.
Dahlia stared intently at Emperor Gray as he closed his eyes, lost in thought.
It seems like he believes my words now. So will Emperor Gray finally get married?
Then Dahlia tilted her head and looked down at her chest. Her heart, which should have been racing with anticipation, was beating strangely slowly.
I should be jumping for joy if Emperor Gray gets married and prevents the world’s destruction, but why does my chest feel so tight? Am I having indigestion? Dahlia pressed down on her chest repeatedly, feeling frustrated.
“Princess.”
At Emperor Gray’s voice, Dahlia was startled for no reason and quickly lowered her hand to look at him.
“Yes?”
“I have no intention of ever getting married.”
“Do you still not believe what I’m saying?”
Dahlia’s spirits fell as she drooped the corners of her eyes. She no longer knew how else to persuade Emperor Gray.
“No. I believe you now.”
“Then why?”
Dahlia looked at him with puzzled eyes.
“I dislike women. Didn’t you say you knew that, Princess?”
“You could build up Immunity to women together with me.”
“Will the world’s destruction wait while I build up Immunity regarding women with you?”
“That’s…”
Dahlia couldn’t guarantee it either, so she trailed off.
“And if by any chance I do get married, I have no intention of maintaining the marriage for long. That’s why I can’t marry a woman who likes me.”
“Why is that?”
“It’s the same as the first reason. I dislike women. Did you hear in your dreams that to prevent the world’s destruction, I must not only get married but also maintain that marriage continuously?”
Dahlia carefully recalled the contents of her dreams. The dreams always ended in despair, so she wasn’t sure if such conditions were attached.
“I’ve never heard such a thing.”
“Then it’s simple. I just need to find a woman who will maintain a marriage with me for only a few months, doesn’t like me, and doesn’t break out in hives when I get close to her.”
Does such a person exist? Would there be a woman who would readily agree to be Empress for just a few months and then divorce? Could there be a woman who doesn’t like Emperor Gray?
“If you find such a woman, I’ll marry her.”
Emperor Gray smiled faintly as he watched her worry.
“Where would such a woman exist?”
It seemed Emperor Gray was being stubborn because he didn’t want to get married.
“Look for one.”
“Your Majesty says you believe me now, right? Then Your Majesty should also actively look!”
Dahlia protested with dissatisfied eyes. Even if it’s temporary, aren’t we on the same side trying to prevent the world’s destruction? Then we should work together!
“I’ve already found one.”
Dahlia looked at him with sparkling eyes and a brightened face.
“Who is it?”
Emperor Gray silently stared at her and raised the corners of his mouth.
Watching Emperor Gray smile quietly at her without answering, Dahlia tilted her head and then gradually widened her eyes.
“Don’t tell me…?”
“I was fine when I touched the Princess.”
“…No way?”
“The Princess boldly said she doesn’t like me.”
“Really… me?”
Dahlia asked with a haggard face.
“Since the Princess is the only one worried about the world’s destruction, you should be able to endure a few months of married life.”
Emperor Gray confirmed with a painted smile.
“No! Absolutely not! I absolutely refuse!”
Dahlia shook her head vigorously and stepped back.
“To dislike it that much, I’m hurt?”
Dahlia narrowed her eyes and glared at Emperor Gray’s indifferent expression. Does he think I’ll believe him when he says that with a face that shows no hurt at all?
“You’re not hurt at all.”
“Well, I can’t show you my heart. At least let me hear your reason?”
Emperor Gray nodded with a nonchalant attitude.
“Obviously marriage should be with someone you love.”
“Where did the person who was forcing marriage to prevent the world’s destruction go-“
“I’m sorry. My thinking was shallow.”
Dahlia quickly apologized before he could finish speaking.
“Your repentant attitude is excellent.”
“How about trying to fall in love with someone else as quickly as possible?”
Listening to the Princess’s pleading request, Gray smiled dryly. His gaze naturally turned to the hourglass.
“There’s no time.”
“If you meet someone you fall for at first sight-“
“Is there a guarantee that person will marry me?”
“Your Majesty is handsome, smart, charming, wonderful. Um, also…”
“There’s no way this could end so quickly?”
It was cute how she was earnestly thinking of compliments for him, unlike her usual self.
“If you give me a little more time, I’ll prepare more compliments. Anyway, Your Majesty is such an amazing person that you could fall in love quickly.”
“Didn’t I just say? I have no plans to maintain married life for long, so I won’t marry someone who likes me.”
“I think we’re repeating the same conversation right now?”
“I agree. So either the Princess accepts, or watch the world’s destruction. That’s it.”
He flipped the hourglass with a sharp sound as if time was up.
Dahlia looked back and forth between Emperor Gray and the hourglass with an incredulous face.
“Ugh!!!”
She let out a deep sigh as if rebelling against the Emperor, then rose from her seat and went outside.
Ethan, who had been waiting outside, gave a slight bow and entered the office.
Dahlia looked up blankly at the blue sky reflected in the corridor window with a dejected expression.
“Princess?”
Hart watched her dazed face with a worried expression.
Cole also silently observed her expression without a word.
She had vaguely thought that simply marrying off the Emperor would prevent the world’s destruction. But the Emperor had passed the opportunity to prevent the world’s destruction to her.
“Why! Why are you doing this to me!”
The words she had cried out in her heart automatically spilled from her mouth.
“Princess, are you alright?”
Hart asked carefully while examining her.
“No. I’m not alright…”
She absolutely couldn’t bring herself to say she was fine.
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The moment the black curtain swayed, a teacup flew and struck the marble floor.
Crash!
The sound of porcelain shattering spread sharply throughout the room.
“Just how are you handling your work!”
“I’m sorry.”
“The Stable Master says he was hasty, but even after shooting fire arrows, you couldn’t eliminate that one woman? Did all your subordinates die? Is that your report?!”
Faced with the fury pouring from beyond the black curtain, the middle-aged man prostrated on the floor could only repeat the same words.
“I’m sorry.”
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