How to Safely Divorce An Obsessive Emperor

Somehow, he found himself in the same room as Lasilia.

Lasilia was unaware of his presence and was in the middle of a conversation with the Shadow Knight of the Empire.

-The emperor will kill me.

-Yes? What does that mean?

-I had a dream as a prophet.

Lasilia looked very frightened. Lasilia raised her white hand and held onto her shadow knight.

-I will entrust my life to you. Protect me from the emperor.

-Her Majesty the Empress.

But the shadow knight was calm. The knight coldly shook off Lasilia’s hand and stood up, saying this to the fearful Lasilia.

-The Empress of the Empire has a duty. It is to subjugate the demonic blood that flows through the imperial family. As is known, the method is co-sleeping.

Lasilia’s face turned white.

His face must have looked like that when he was listening to that conversation.

-Instead of being scared by useless prophecies, fulfill your duties as an empress. If the Empress does her duty, Her Majesty will never again take her life.

-I know what my duty is. That is why he is still holding on to my life even when my true identity as a prophet from a foreign country is revealed.

-Good to know. So why are you abandoning your duty?

-I am… Because it doesn’t feel right.

The shadow knight frowned.

-I beg your pardon?

-…Because I don’t love the emperor.

The Shadow Knight laughed as if he was dumbfounded.

-Does that make sense? Who was born as a companion of a demon?

Sadness cast a shadow on Lasilia’s beautiful face.

Lasilia looked at her with a resignation and pain in her eyes that she had never seen before.

-I know who I love.

For a moment, his heart felt like it was going to explode.

-Lasilia. Please tell me who that is.

If he was the person that Lasilia loves, would he be able to save Lasilia from the fate of this crazy and bizarre companion?

-I will bring him to Lady Lasilia.

A tear rolled down from Lasilia’s purple eye.

-Why don’t you know?

-Lasilia.

-Standing there like that.

-…!

The strange dream ended there.

No, he wasn’t sure if it was a dream or not. Perhaps he might have stayed in the duke’s study with Lasilia until he heard that the emperor of the empire had arrived. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have made sense for it to be this vivid. Couldn’t it be a memory and not a dream?

Even now, Lasilia’s face as she cried was clearly visible. It was so vivid that it drove him crazy.

Lasilia did not want the fate of being the companion of a demon. So God must have shown Lasilia the death of the prophet.

No prophet has ever predicted his own fate. God was not that partial. That meant that God did not want the Prophet of Dell’arta to become a demon’s companion.

“Tion, how were the knights of the empire?”

Tion looked at Ecelion’s still pale face with concern and moved his lips slightly.

“It was unexpectedly excellent. I thought the rumors were exaggerated. The movements of the Royal Guard were all well organized. The amount of training will be incredible.”

“No, that’s not it…”

“What if that’s not the case? What are you asking, Your Highness?”

Ecelion frowned, recalling the cold tone of the Shadow Knight she had overheard in her dream.

“Do they seem loyal to Lasilia?”

“Hmm? Wouldn’t it be so? I think it looked like that to me… If you ask me to guarantee, that’s a bit much.”

Tion trailed off.

In fact, he was so distracted by the Shadow Knight’s sword skills that he couldn’t remember anything about his attitude toward Lasilia. However, it would have been different if there had been something wrong with the knight’s attitude. The fact that it wasn’t memorable meant that there wasn’t anything special about it. Still, when Ecelion asked with his sweaty face like that, it felt like he had to squeeze something out.

“Hmm… Maybe her tone of voice was a bit flippant?”

Rather than being frivolous, there was a strange sense of distance. It felt comfortable and also seemed informal.

Seeing that Lasilia didn’t have any problems with it, you would have guessed that she had that kind of personality.

“And again?”

That was all, but Ecelion’s eyes lit up as if something very serious had happened.

“Because it was a place where royalty from a foreign country was present, a senior knight of the imperial guard would have hidden his usual tone of speech. Still, the frivolous tone seems to remain.”

“Uh… Is that so?”

“Miss Lasilia told me not to be rude since I am her guest. Wouldn’t that mean that it’s normal for Shadow Knights to be rude to Lasilia?”

“Um, that’s… I’m fine up to that point…”

“Lets think. Has the royal guard of Dell’Arta ever been like that? I didn’t even dare to open my mouth in front of royal guests.”

In fact, Tion had never been in the Royal Guard, so no comparison could be made.

“If your highness says so, I think that would be correct.”

“They say the name Shadow Knight was created to be the shadow of the emperor. However, I took turns guarding Lady Lasilia… Were they conducting surveillance under the pretense of escorting her?”

“Ah…? Would there be any reason to keep tabs on her empress? They said the empire already knows the Prophet’s original name.”

“Because Lady Lasilia does not want to be the demon’s companion.”

To be precise, to Ecelion, who guessed that, Lasilia said that just as she accepted the life of a prophet because she believed herself to be a prophet, she accepted a new life as an empress because she believed in her fate as the companion of the demons. However, the memory of her vivid nightmare, which made her wish it was not a dream, disturbed Ecelion’s intellect. What was most evident to him now were the tears that Lasilia had shed. Tears flowed from her eyes, resembling the tears of God. Maybe these are tears shed by God. She wondered if it was God’s wish for her to be in this position.

He tells him to bring back the Prophet of Dell’Arta.

“…I need to check.”

Ecelion quickly stood up.

“Your Highness? It’s late. What do you mean you are checking?”

“Is Yenion sleeping? Wake him up. Maybe we should leave this place.”

“Has the duke’s application been decided?”

“Forget about support. Even if we don’t have money, we can win.”

Ecelion put his arm through the robe he had taken off.

“If only the Prophet were by my side.”

“Ah…”

Tion’s face stiffened silently. Only now did he realize what Ecelion was trying to do.

“Take the Prophet… Are you going to run away?”

Crash.

Ecelione strapped his sword to his waist and nodded his head.

“Okay.”

Tion’s complexion became as pale as Ecelion.

“Your Highness. I ask this with the utmost sincerity. Do you know, Prophet, that she is now the Empress of the Empire?”

Ecelion’s answer was short and decisive.

“That’s why I have to take her.”

* * *

The moonlight at dawn was cold and stark. But down there, the Duke’s residence was somewhat chaotic and excited. It felt like there were more people who were not asleep than who were asleep.

Ecelion quietly slipped into the clutter. He said she would check, but he had no intention of waking up the sleeping Lasilia right now. He wanted to watch instead.

He felt like his stomach was burning as if a rude shadow knight or an emperor with demonic blood were arbitrarily forcing Lasilia to fulfill her duties as empress.

The imperial guards on guard kept changing locations and walking, but it was not difficult to walk while hiding their presence.

Ecelion hid himself in a corner of the hallway overlooking Lasilia’s bedroom door. He focused his attention on the sounds coming from inside the room.

He didn’t know that maybe Lasilia still couldn’t sleep. The sound of her occasionally tossing and turning the blanket could be heard mixed with the sound of her clothes rubbing against each other.

“…?”

Then, he heard the sound of my breathing exploding.

Lasilia was not alone.

“No way.”

Ecelion twitched his foot without realizing it. It was difficult to control his body, as if it would jump out at any moment. At that time, he heard someone’s voice stopping his steps.

“Oh my. Are you a pervert?”

“…!”

Even without turning his head, he knew who that rude tone belonged to.

After catching his breath without his hearing, Ecelion slowly turned his body towards Ryan.

“You’re eavesdropping on someone else’s bedroom. And the bedroom used by Her Majesty, the Empress of the Empire. Ah mistake. I said something wrong. The bedroom shared by the emperor and his wife.”

Tendons bulged at his temples.

Lasilia was not alone. The emperor was with her. Together, at night, in the bedroom.

The shadow knight, who spoke in a whisper-like voice, gestured towards him.

“Oh, by the way, I’m sorry, but could you please come a little closer? She was ordered by His Majesty to clear the area around her bedroom. Her Majesty the Empress is shy. If you feel any presence outside, the night between you two… Well, it might be less fun. I’m sure you know what I mean.”

Ryan frowned, closed one of her eyes, and opened it again.

That glance seemed more rude than that frivolous and blatant remark.

“Your Majesty must have already noticed your presence. Still, since you haven’t said anything, it means that she will treat you like Her Majesty’s guest. How about you quietly go back to being a guest when I am the only one who discovered Her Highness? If you do that now, I will not tell Her Majesty otherwise.”

“I am…”

“Yes. You don’t have to make excuses. Please take a look, Your Majesty.”

But Ecelion wasn’t trying to make excuses.

“Your rudeness bothered me. From the beginning.”

“Hmm…? Not this. Has she not figured out the situation yet? Are you really trying to resolve the issue by force? It’s not going to work out the way you think.”

“Being rude to me means being rude to Lasilia as well.”

Ryan wrinkled the bridge of her nose at Ecelion’s words.

“Why is the story like that? Why does His Royal Highness the Prince of Dell’Arta speak as if he and Her Majesty the Empress of the Empire are one in the same body? With someone who has nothing to do with me anymore.”

“A prophet is God’s representative on earth. I cannot tolerate a person like you, who imposes the duty of a companion on someone like that by putting them under the false bridle of being an empress.”

Ryan blinked. Unfortunately, Ecelion spoke as if he knew something, so he made a mistake.

“Hmm? No, how do you do that… Could it be that Her Majesty the Empress said such a thing to His Highness?”

 

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