Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110

“But what’s your relationship with that woman?”

“That woman?”

“The sheep beastkin who came with you. She’s quite a beauty. I was wondering what your relationship with her is.”

“What relationship? She’s Garulus’s caretaker. If I had to define it, it’s an employer and employee relationship.”

Surely even until then, he couldn’t have imagined that he would fall so deeply for Mellis.

‘Before that, it was just…’

Kermanomon unconsciously had one question. Had he really never been conscious of Mellis as a woman before? Not even for a single moment?

“Hehe, Grand Duke!”

“I missed you!”

In an instant, Mellis’s image bloomed like clouds in his mind. How could he not love such a lovely, angel-like woman? No matter how much he searched his memories, he couldn’t recall when he first developed feelings for Mellis.

He was simply puzzled as to why he, who had always maintained a certain distance from women, didn’t feel that kind of rejection toward Mellis.

‘Are my memories idealized?’

While Kermanomon was seriously contemplating, Persiana asked.

“Did you talk about imprinting?”

“Not yet. But she seems to know roughly. She was worried that my lifespan would be shortened because of her.”

“Well, that’s the reaction I expected.”

Persiana let out a faint hollow laugh and picked up his teacup with downcast eyes. Due to the nature of purebreds whose lifespans are nearly three times longer than other species, having one’s lifespan shortened by a mate was inevitable.

“It’s not that I don’t understand that feeling. Lilia was equally afraid of my death. Even if I put myself in her position, I can fully understand it. But…”

Persiana looked down at his reflection in the teacup. His haggard appearance and pale face clearly showed his condition. Though he was barely surviving with countless drugs and healing, avoiding the approaching death was impossible. He waited for the end every day, yet never once was he afraid of it.

Forcing the corners of his mouth upward, he clenched his fist tightly.

“Rather, this moment is more painful for me. For an imprinted one who has lost their mate, death is merely eternal rest.”

“…”

At those words, Kermanomon couldn’t give any response. It had already been well over a year since his mate, Lilia Devillus, had passed away. Though he always acted as if nothing was wrong, Kermanomon knew better than anyone how much agonizing time Persiana had endured.

Probably that time felt longer than eternity to him.

“I didn’t know I would last this long. I want to return to Lilia’s side quickly.”

“Is that something to say in front of your younger sibling?”

Persiana soon returned to his nonchalant appearance as if nothing had happened, and Kermanomon also smiled slightly to lighten the mood.

“Can I ask you just one thing?”

Soon Kermanomon brought up something he had been contemplating continuously until coming here.

“When did you first realize that you had imprinted on the Imperial Consort?”

“I think I first realized it during our first date. Why? Don’t tell me you still haven’t imprinted?”

“…”

At that question, Kermanomon’s brow furrowed. His previously calm voice sank deeply.

“Everyone says you instinctively know when you’ve imprinted, but I still don’t know. I definitely love Mellis, so why haven’t I imprinted? There’s no way Mellis isn’t my imprinting partner.”

“You don’t need to be impatient. It’s not something you can control. When you imprint, you’ll naturally know.”

“How do you know you’ve imprinted?”

“Well. When you think that your death is entirely for her sake, then you can say you’ve truly imprinted.”

Persiana curled his lips into a gentle smile as he asked.

“Could you die for that person?”

“….”

At Persiana’s question, Kermanomon fell into deep contemplation. He pondered something for a long time without saying a word.

“I understand. It’s abstract and not an easy question.”

Watching his younger sibling, Persiana gradually erased the smile from his lips and quietly pursed them. It was quite some time later when he spoke.

“Actually, the reason I called you here today is because I have something to tell you.”

The Emperor’s dignity settled in his eyes. Meeting his gaze, Kermanomon anticipated what would come next and silently clenched his fists.

“Kermanomon von Severus, I think the time has come to entrust this position to you.”

Despite having anticipated this conversation, Kermanomon felt as if his entire body was sinking into deep water.

“I’ve thought about this for a long time before deciding. But you know it too, don’t you? That you’re destined to ascend to this position eventually.”

“….”

“Arsian is also an excellent person, but his position within the Empire is too weak. Only the name of a purebred can rule over the countless Elders and Royalty. Especially in a situation like now when the Empire’s prestige has weakened.”

What solidified Persiana’s long-contemplated thoughts was the recent incident with Revolity.

As he had feared, when the investigation proceeded publicly, the continent was thrown into great chaos.

Though the strong laws prevented the same blatant hate crimes as before, everyone knew that conflicts between races had intensified further.

While Revolity’s activities had quieted down after the last victim, this fact wasn’t particularly important to people already consumed by hatred.

“How wonderful it would be if all races could live together peacefully in harmony, as Arsian says. I too held the same feelings when I ascended to this position.”

Closing his eyes gently, Persiana recalled his past self from decades ago. Kermanomon wasn’t the only one who had lost his parents to humans and writhed in hatred and pain.

He too had once endlessly resented the humans who had taken away all his precious people overnight. However, he knew that just as not all beastmen were good, not all humans were purely evil.

While it was humans who killed his parents and younger sibling, it was also humans who discovered the abandoned carriage and helped recover his parents’ bodies.

When young Kermanomon, blinded by vengeance, rushed to the battlefield, he accepted the imperial throne and headed to the Imperial Court.

Persiana at that time held a deep resolve to change this world.

The Former Emperor, who was the two brothers’ maternal uncle, was a lion beastman born to an Imperial Consort and the first non-purebred Emperor. Considering purebred supremacy an outdated custom, he attempted to diversify the imperial bloodline by taking multiple Imperial Consorts of different species.

However, when his human Imperial Consort became pregnant with his child, he turned away from that fact and treated her coldly. He was also a despicable man who spent his life envying and checking his purebred half-sister, unlike himself.

Contrary to his plan to strengthen imperial authority with Imperial Consorts from various races, during the Former Emperor’s reign, the Imperial Family fell into unprecedented chaos. Taking advantage of this turbulent period, the Neighboring Kingdoms vigorously built their strength, and the Aizen Empire faced the greatest crisis in its history.

After ascending to the throne, Persiana had to dedicate long efforts to restore the Empire’s prestige. The Elders, including Dajes Willik, who had witnessed all of this, solidified their thoughts about purebreds even more firmly.

“Growing the Empire and protecting its citizens is our duty. We have the responsibility to accept all of that. Even if it means giving up many things.”

When he first received news of the Former Emperor’s death, his first concern was for his lover, Lilia. His becoming Emperor meant that Lilia would also become Empress.

When Lilia first heard the news, she refused the position.

Her reason was that as a commoner and herbivore beastkin, she could provide no help to the Empire’s future. He tried to persuade her over a long time, but Lilia’s opinion remained firm.

In the end, Lilia stayed by his side with the title of Imperial Consort only after Persiana welcomed Reiana as Empress, as she had wished.

“All I want is the place beside you. If you love me, that’s enough for me.”

Recalling his beloved companion, Persiana felt a corner of his heart ache. No matter how much it was just a public relationship, he could only imagine how she must have felt watching the man she loved marry another woman—the thought alone made his hands and feet tingle.

Wasn’t it the Empire’s peace that Lilia wished for, even while bearing her own wounds? For her sake, Persiana had lived solely for the Empire these past ten-odd years.

“You must understand now too. That great power is needed to protect someone precious.”

“….”

“I’m saying this for you and that child as well.”

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