How to Safely Divorce An Obsessive Emperor

“So… It was true.”

Self!

Ecelion was blinded by her eyes at that moment. The warmth disappeared from his expression, and the untouched sword was quickly pulled out of its sheath. A purple energy rose up and surrounded the sword.

Ryan opened her mouth as if she was dumbfounded.

“No, so you’re saying you’re going to hit my head now? In the middle of the imperial capital?”

“Lasilia is God’s representative. Her well-being is as important as God’s well-being. I will remove the threat against her with the power of God.”

Sreuk… fault!

Ecelion grabbed the sword floating in the air. Ryan’s left hand was still stiff and naturally could not move freely.

“Oh, this is a really big deal. But he is still Her Majesty’s guest…”

Clink!

Instead of grabbing her knife, Ryan threw her body toward the window facing the outside of the building.

Lasilia and Lescal were in the same room until this time. At this point, when demons seeking Lasilia’s life had appeared, it was a very important matter that should never be interfered with.

It was better to move the location rather than make noise with a pointless sword fight.

Swish, thump!

Ryan stepped on the head of the phoenix ornament on the corner of the third floor wall and climbed down to the second floor veranda railing.

When she turned her head, she saw that Prince Ecelion was following behind her without difficulty. The purple energy surrounding the sword in her hand became darker.

“…Even looking at it again, it looks like an auror. If I didn’t know, I would have been fooled.”

Ryan pursed her lips and flew away again, landing in the garden on the first floor. She had to flip her body over in the air twice to lessen her shock.

“Your Majesty probably already knows, but Her Majesty the Empress shouldn’t hear it either… It would be better to move a little further.”

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Ryan started running with all her might.

Probably, based on his running alone, he would have been faster than Ryan.

“Stop.”

Pot!

“…Sigh!”

Ryan, who saw her purple energy touching her ankles, was startled and quickly kicked her feet and rolled to her side.

“Did you think they would watch me run away?”

Ecelion rapidly narrowed the distance. Ryan jerked her rolling body up and took out her sword.

“No, but it’s still a curse. Isn’t it too much? I haven’t even been able to heal my left hand yet.”

“It seems like she can’t get rid of that frivolous way of speaking even at her deathbed.”

“Oh, is my tone flippant? I lived without even knowing that it was like that.”

“Aren’t all the imperial family members sane?”

Fault!

Kakak!

The swords clashed.

Ryan, who blocked Ecelion’s fast-attacking sword with her sword, hurriedly bent her wrist and escaped the range of the tip of her sword.

Just touching her blade with its purple aura would cause harm.

“Oh, how do I deal with this?”

Ryan clicked her tongue. Perhaps because of her mood, she felt as if the blade had already chipped a tooth.

“I know very well. There is no way for humans to deal with God’s curse.”

“Uhm… But you can’t die peacefully, right? Oh, of course, I have committed sins.”

Kang!

The blade suddenly struck below her neck, and Ryan had no choice but to accept the loss and remove Ecelion’s knife again.

Ryan asked as he heard the sound of his knife coming from his sword.

‘It’s true, this. Every time you hit, the blade goes out.’

The blade was sharpening every time her purple energy touched it. No matter how quickly I removed it, it was useless as long as it touched me.

His left hand was uncomfortable, and his heart was pounding furiously even though he couldn’t find a way to deal with it.

‘Is this how it feels to deal with a real Auror?’

There was no way, the opponent felt like a thick wall that the blade could not penetrate, but I was pounding on the wall with excitement.

She was afraid that if she beat him until it died, there would still be scratches.

Kang, bang!

The attacks came and went in an instant.

Sadly, Ecelion did not lose concentration even once. His sword skills are on par or he’s just a little faster himself.

However, Ecelion knew that if he continued his attacks like this, Ryan’s sword would be broken first.

‘What should I do? Then, the only way for us to succeed is to attack first.’

The problem was that the power of the curse was effective even from a distance. Even if you create a blind spot by creating a gap and hit the opponent, you could be cursed at any time unless you kill yourself in one hit.

‘Killing is a bit different. Even if he is a prince of a ruined country, he is royal, and he is Her Majesty’s guest… What makes you faint? No, he’s not someone who can be taken lightly. then…’

Ryan’s eyes flashed sharply.

The method that the greatest knight in the empire found was with his hands.

‘The curse is also a type of divine power, so the power will be released externally using the body.’

Considering the times when priests used their healing powers, there was a high possibility that this would be the case. Most of the wounds were healed by touching them with hands.

‘Let’s give it a try.’

…fault!

Ryan lowered his body. Rather than just lowering it, she lowered it so that her stiff left hand touched the floor. As expected, Ecelion raised her sword high.

“Hey!”

Ryan shifted her weight to her left hand and stretched out her leg to kick Ecelion’s ankle. Ecelion, who didn’t know Ryan could use her left hand like that, was surprised for a moment, but she easily adjusted her stride to avoid Ryan’s feet.

‘Tch. You trained very diligently.’

Ryan twisted his body by moving his shoulder instead of his left hand. In an instant, his upper body was lifted and his chest was exposed. Without hesitation, Ecelion twisted her waist and aimed at Ryan’s chest.

“You are very fast, Your Majesty?”

Ryan lay down on the floor and raised his left hand.

Puck!

An odd cracking sound came from her hand. Ecelion’s sword was stuck in his blue, stiff wrist.

“But that’s why I knew it would come to this.”

Ryan grinned and kicked the ground with her heel to raise her body.

Wickedness!

What Ryan was aiming for was Ecelion’s right hand, which was holding her sword.

Lifting her body up and swinging the sword towards her target without delay. It was all a momentary thing.

The blade cut Ecelion’s wrist. But at the same time, Ryan’s blade cracked with a crack.

“Shit.”

So the knife, which lost its power, could only cut the skin.

…Tuk!

The broken half of the blade fell.

“…shit!”

An urgent curse came out of Ryan’s mouth. Purple energy began to surge like crazy from Ecelion’s bleeding right hand.

Sssssut!

That energy attacked Ryan.

“…Wow!”

This was what God’s curse was.

Just as her hands suddenly became stiff, her entire body became stiff. Not only did the skin harden, but the bones and organs within it also hardened.

Her breath caught. Her lungs may be congesting.

She said she was dying.

‘Shit… It breaks just this much less.’

At that moment when her life was just around the corner, Ryan thought of only one thing.

If only her sword had remained two knuckles longer than her fingers.

If that were the case, she would be able to cut off that right hand that was spewing curses.

‘Therefore… little bit more…!’

Ryan focused all her attention on the tip of the sword she held in her right hand. The fact that she was about to die never once crossed her mind.

All she could think about was how she could cut that hand off, and how she wanted to be strong enough to cut that hand off.

“A little more…!”

Then something like a lie happened.

It felt like her broken blade was stretching. Not a lot, really, just like two finger joints.

“I can do it!”

Wickedness!

Ryan swung her sword.

…fault!

Ecelion, who had never thought that Ryan would still be alive, escaped from her a beat late.

“Oh, shit. I missed it.”

Ryan said, pointing her right hand to her chin, completely surrounded by her purple energy. But she could see that her blood was dripping at Ecelion’s feet, so she was sure that she had split her in half, even if she couldn’t.

“What a waste. It would be a shame to die like this… hmm? But why didn’t I die?”

What was even more strange was that her whole body was so full of energy that it seemed like she was crazy.

“What?”

Ryan waved her right hand holding her broken sword with a dazed look on her face. Then her blade extended. Just like she did before she broke.

“Wow.”

Ryan sharpened the tip of her sword. Interestingly, Ryan’s right arm was enveloped in a transparent purple energy.

“It looks similar. Isn’t that right, Your Majesty?”

“That… Are you an Auror?”

“I guess so. Ah, I was wondering how on earth she became a sword master, but it seems she did so in a haphazard manner… Hey, I’ll make some money if I retire from the knighthood and write an autobiography.”

“…No, I’m not at a disadvantage yet.”

Ecelion pursed her lips.

The sudden appearance of an Auror was sufficiently disconcerting. His right hand was injured to the point where he could barely hold the knife. However, the Shadow Knight of the Empire was also unable to use one of his hands.

“Because of this hand?”

Ryan raised her left hand. Ryan, who was looking at his hands dying blue from the curse, grew his aura even more intense.

“I think this will work.”

In that state, he swung the knife across his left hand as if he was cutting something, and the sound of something being cut was heard.

“What…!”

Ecelion’s complexion changed.

Ryan’s left hand returned to its original state and was lightly moving her fingers.

“Are you going to do more?”

“…”

“If you can, please stop here. In that case, I will assume that you never took out a sword against an imperial knight. For Her Majesty’s sake, would you like to remain as her guest?”

Ecelion’s expression twisted.

“For Her Majesty the Empress…?”

“Yes. I would like to do the same for Her Majesty the Empress. Well, it’s true that I deserve to be punished. I was forgiven too easily.”

“What you did… Are you saying that Lady Lasilia has forgiven me?”

“Yes. Aren’t you an incredibly generous, kind, and fair person? So I… Oh, come to think of it, my Auror is exactly the same color as Her Majesty’s eyes, isn’t it? I didn’t know, but it seems that Aurors take after their owners. Every time I use an aura, everyone will know that it is an aura given to me by Her Majesty the Empress. I feel so proud for no reason.”

“Lie! Who can forgive such a thing!”

As Ecelion screamed, the energy of her curse surged.

Ryan was not embarrassed and raised her sword before her eyes.

-So, become as strong as you want.

Lasilia’s words seemed like a spell to me. No, it wasn’t the same thing, it really was. Those words must have cast a spell on me and made my aura bloom. Because the demon’s companion was the greatest shaman.

She didn’t find it strange at all that Lasilia had the powers of a shaman.

“Again, I advise you to stop here. I will never die at your hands.”

“I will cut off that disgusting mouth first.”

Ecelion’s curse made her sword float in the air.

Perhaps a fight unlike anything anyone on the continent had ever seen took place. But there was someone who stopped them.

Your Highness!”

Tion was rushing towards me. In terms of speed, no one could match him anywhere on the continent.

“Whatever you are doing, please bear with me for a moment! Not now!”

 

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