In This Life, I Will Be The Lord - Chapter 255

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This Life, I Will Become the Clan Head Episode 255

 

“Have you arrived, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

 

“How is His Majesty?”

 

“The same as always today. It seems like he’s gotten even worse…”

 

The guard standing watch in front of the bedroom shook his head.

 

“Still, he’ll be delighted that Your Highness has come. He waits all day for the time when Your Highness arrives.”

 

“I see.”

 

Peres answered briefly.

 

But he couldn’t help the slight twist at the corner of his mouth.

 

The Emperor waiting for the time when he would come.

 

There was a rattling sound from the tray containing the tea set in his hands.

 

“Open the door.”

 

“Yes, Your Highness.”

 

The loyal guards quickly opened the door to the Emperor’s chambers.

 

Since Peres came twice a day at set times, all the maids had already cleared out.

 

“You’re late.”

 

Yobanes spoke with his irritating wheezing breath.

 

It was always the same words.

 

Next to the bed were a few small pieces of a vase that Yobanes seemed to have broken in a fit of temper.

 

“I shall serve you tea.”

 

Peres prepared the tea as usual.

 

He poured warm tea into a cup slightly larger than ordinary teacups and placed it in Yobanes’ hands.

 

Even with hands trembling from difficulty breathing, Yobanes quickly took the cup.

 

“Strangely, when I drink this tea, it becomes a little easier.”

 

Yobanes said this and gulped down the tea.

 

Peres’ gaze watched this from a distance.

 

“One more cup.”

 

Yobanes hurriedly drank the tea and emptied the second cup as well.

 

“Whew, yes. Much better.”

 

Yobanes said with a satisfied face, stroking his chest.

 

While lying bedridden, he had lost so much weight that his once ample figure was unimaginably thin.

 

But the fishy look in his eyes toward Peres remained the same.

 

“The day after tomorrow, your celebration.”

 

“That’s correct.”

 

Peres still stood in place with his hands clasped behind his back, not moving.

 

Seeing this, Yobanes sneered.

 

“Behind your back, how much they must curse. That the Crown Prince of the great Empire became someone like you, with such lowly blood mixed in.”

 

It was Yobanes who had lusted after that maid he called lowly and brought a life into this world.

 

But there was no such guilt in Yobanes’ gaze toward Peres.

 

“I should have saved Astana.”

 

This was something Yobanes had been saying frequently lately.

 

As if he thought those words would provoke Peres.

 

But Peres always responded with an expressionless face.

 

Just like now.

 

“At least Astana wasn’t as arrogant as you…”

 

Yobanes stopped speaking.

 

Because he realized something was wrong with his body.

 

“Huff, huff.”

 

He was twice as short of breath as usual.

 

As if his lungs had completely shriveled, no air would go in.

 

“Huff, quickly, the court physician…!”

 

Yobanes said, clutching at his stuffy chest and throat.

 

His gasping breath wouldn’t even let his voice come out properly.

 

But Peres showed no reaction.

 

He just stood still with his hands clasped behind his back, watching Yobanes.

 

“What are you doing, just standing there…”

 

Finally, Yobanes’ body, which had been sitting up, fell backward.

 

Thud, roll roll.

 

The teacup Yobanes had been holding rolled across the thick rug spread under the bed.

 

Step.

 

It was then that Peres began to move.

 

Reaching out one hand to pick up the teacup, Peres calmly placed it on the nightstand with a coldly composed face.

 

“You, you…!”

 

Yobanes seemed to realize something and pointed his finger at Peres.

 

And he began to shout with all his might.

 

“Out, outside… Call the court physician…”

 

But what came out was barely a voice smaller than a yawn.

 

“Cough, cough!”

 

Yobanes’ hands and feet began to stiffen.

 

Looking down at those trembling limbs, Peres opened his mouth.

 

“Die. Everyone will be comfortable once you’re dead, won’t they.”

 

Yobanes contorted his face.

 

At that confused expression, Peres chuckled.

 

“You don’t seem to remember. I have never forgotten those words until now.”

 

“What, what do you mean…”

 

“Those are the words you said when you put poison in my mother’s hands.”

 

Yobanes’ eyes widened in shock.

 

“How, how do you know that…”

 

“That night Mother had a high fever. I went downstairs to wet a towel with water and came back up.”

 

Peres said, recalling that dim night.

 

“You were there. You, who couldn’t even be seen despite sending dozens, hundreds of letters, despite desperate pleas to send a court physician.”

 

Perhaps knowing it was something he couldn’t be proud of.

 

That night Yobanes had come to the pavilion alone, without attendants or guards.

 

Ironically, that day was the first time Peres had ever seen the existence called father.

 

That cowardly back seen through the slightly open door was the first time.

 

“Drink this and end it. I’ll take responsibility for your son and at least spare his life. So die. Since you won’t die, my position is quite awkward.”

 

Peres calmly recited the memory of that day.

 

“You pushed away my mother’s hands quite coldly as she cried and grabbed at your robes, begging to live, Your Majesty.”

 

“That, that was… At that time…”

 

Yobanes opened and closed his mouth as if trying to make some excuse.

 

But he was too short of breath for even that to be difficult.

 

Pleased by this, Peres smiled as if painted.

 

And he said.

 

“Please die quickly. Since Your Majesty won’t die, isn’t my position quite awkward.”

 

“Cough! Cough!”

 

Finally, Yobanes’ eyes began to roll back.

 

Whether he had wet himself, a foul smell wafted up.

 

As Yobanes’ body shook as if having a seizure, Peres spoke into his ear.

 

“I’ll take responsibility for Your Majesty. I’ll make sure you’re recorded in the history books as the most pathetic and foolish emperor in the Empire’s history. So go in peace.”

 

“Gruk, kruruk….”

 

Greedy sounds like a beast foaming at the mouth flowed from Yobanes’s meaninglessly gaping mouth.

 

It was the sound of someone who should have died long ago struggling to take a few more breaths, so it was indeed greedy desire.

 

Finally, Yobanes’s movements stopped.

 

Peres looked at Yobanes’s bulging eyes.

 

The bloodshot eyes were filled with resentment that knew nothing of his own sins.

 

But that too was brief.

 

Peres closed Yobanes’s eyes with an expressionless face.

 

He also released the hands that had been clutching as if to tear at his throat and placed them neatly at his sides.

 

Finally, he pressed shut the mouth that had been gaping like a demon’s maw.

 

Soon, Yobanes looked peaceful as if he had fallen asleep.

 

The bedroom, which had never had a quiet day due to Yobanes’s labored breathing during all this time, was finally locked in perfect silence.

 

Peres turned around.

 

And opening the bedroom door, he said.

 

“His Majesty has passed away.”

 

While the startled guards froze in place, the maid and court physician who had been waiting outside the bedroom rushed inside.

 

“Your, Your Majesty!”

 

The court physician was shocked and checked Yobanes’s breathing and heartbeat, but it was already too late.

 

“Sob! Huuk!”

 

When an emperor died, it was proper etiquette for not only those who served by his side but the entire nation to be immersed in grief.

 

“Your Majesty….”

 

Soon the guards also dropped their heads with a thud.

 

But among them, Peres stood apart.

 

“I must announce the death.”

 

It was when he spoke briefly and turned around.

 

“…Tia.”

 

Pirenthia was standing at the far end of the corridor.

 

In that moment, he could tell.

 

That she already knew everything.

 

Peres’s face hardened stiffly.

 

As if his shame had been discovered, he wanted to run away.

 

He was afraid.

 

That she would come to despise him.

 

That she would curse him as dirty and ugly.

 

With each step she took toward him, that feeling grew stronger.

 

And when they finally faced each other.

 

“Peres.”

 

She called his name and embraced him tightly.

 

Pirenthia’s warmth seeped into his stiffly hardened body.

 

The gazes of the guards and servants near the bedroom gathered on the two of them.

 

So that they couldn’t hear.

 

She pulled Peres’s head close and whispered softly in his ear.

 

“I’m sorry, Peres.”

 

It was a voice filled with sadness.

 

“I’m sorry I couldn’t find out beforehand that such a thing had happened to you.”

 

The two hands that embraced his waist stroked his back.

 

“I’m sorry for making you suffer alone.”

 

Thud.

 

It was a small sound like a crack breaking.

 

It was the sound of a single tear that fell from his eyes, soaking into her shoulder.

 

Peres curled his large body.

 

He held her body within it and embraced her protectively.

 

To those watching this scene, it was merely ‘His Highness the Crown Prince grieving over His Majesty’s death.’

 

As if protecting each other.

 

As if they would guard each other’s secrets.

 

No one knew the hearts that the lovers, firmly embracing each other, were sharing.

 

It was the day when Yobanes, Emperor of the Lambru Empire, passed away.

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