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Jaylilith's bedroom was located two rooms away from the main palace office.
There were many instances of advice from high and low ranking officials that it is good for one's mental health to separate one's workplace from one's rest area, but the divine emperor, the most superhuman of supermen, simply laughed it off.
'Even if Jim sleeps in a deep hole, he must run out immediately when the magic light bursts. Does it matter where he sleeps?'
'Everywhere in this world is Jim's work. While I'm giving you that advice, think about ways to collect taxes from the great lords.'
Her superhuman physical and mental strength has now made sleeping a hobby.
He was an emperor who could stay awake for a whole month if he wanted to, and he only needed to meditate once or twice every four days to relieve his fatigue.
Of course, the emperor was never satisfied, and even after reaching the peak of his power at the age of fifteen, he continued to refine his mind and body through meditation whenever he had time.
'Your Majesty, are you still training after becoming a Sword Master?'
'It is inefficient to train your body even after reaching the state of 'Simjeoksal (心卽殺)'.
Occasionally, some military nobles would offer reckless advice, but the Holy Emperor would not listen.
'What can I say? Every day, as I sharpen my swordsmanship, my skills improve.'
'Simjeoksal? Don't make me laugh. Yes. A warrior who has reached the realm can kill someone with just the will to live. However, not everyone can easily kill someone with the Aura Blade. The reason I am strong is because I don't let my guard down when I hold a sword.'
That's why Jaylilith sat cross-legged on a bed big enough to fit ten people.
She was wearing a sleep dress made of a very, very thin and light fabric that was said to have been made by processing the thread of a moth's beak.
Her sun-like eyes disappeared into her eyelids, and for a moment, golden mana flowed out from her body like a thread.
Wooooow-!
The golden aura that was like a thin thread gradually grew thicker and enveloped her entire body.
Woof, woof!
Golden rings appeared one by one, hanging like a crown over her white hair.
The next moment, Jaylilith's body rose about three inches above the bed.
She was still sitting cross-legged.
And in the middle of the night, the chief maid, Binea, who had been requested to see the Archduke Valencian, entered the emperor's bedroom.
'No. Even if you are His Highness the Grand Duke and His Majesty's twin, it is like that. What's the point of wanting to see His Majesty on this night… … Huh?!'
The bedroom was as bright as day due to the light emanating from the Emperor's body, and Jaylilith was floating above the bed, cross-legged, with golden rings resembling an angel's halo spinning around her body, creating a mysterious and inhuman atmosphere.
It was as if God had descended or the devil had been locked up.
Vinea looked at the sight for a moment, then raised her left hand to cover her eyes and asked calmly.
“Your Majesty, the Archduke Valencian has requested an audience with you. How should I respond?”
The noble lady, who had been serving Jaylilith for five years, was not easily surprised by anything.
The Holy Emperor narrowed his eyes at the head maid's question.
“Archduke Valencian? At this hour?”
A bright voice flowed from her mouth as usual.
But somehow, Binea felt that the tone was similar to that of my teenage daughter.
'How could I have such an impious thought!'
She immediately urged herself, and raised her head to indicate that she was waiting for an answer.
'uh?'
There was a simultaneous sense of anticipation and anxiety that did not match those languid eyes.
The next moment, Jaylilith fell onto the bed.
The splendid golden light disappeared as if it were a lie, and the presence that filled the room also faded.
The finest bed made by a craftsman bounced lightly on the emperor's body.
"your majesty!"
This time, Vinea was really scared and ran towards Jaylilith.
Jaylilith muttered, smiling brightly, warmly, and brilliantly.
“Come on. No. The luggage will go.”
Tsk tsk tsk.
A few strands of the Emperor's white hair seeped into the dress, and the dress swelled up like thousands of black snakes writhing, transforming into a black dress.
The sight was strikingly similar to Valencian's new uniform emanating from within his body.
No, Valencian's new uniform was emanating from within his body like the Emperor's hair mutating into a dress.
Vinea calmly held out the jeweled ornament.
The way to survive as a maid for a long time was to understand the emperor a little and love him a lot.
* * *
Less than ten minutes after I requested an audience, I heard Jaylilith's voice.
“My dear. What’s going on at this hour of the night?”
It was long past dark, and we were alone in the spacious audience room.
A night where pale moonlight pours down between the large windows and sturdy pillars.
My Emperor, as usual, came down the red-carpeted stairs gracefully, his whole body wrapped in the inhuman aura of a perfect being.
For a moment, her eyes seemed to simultaneously show a hint of anticipation and a negative affirmation of not expecting anything, but I must have been mistaken.
There was no way Jaylilith would expect an audience with me, who only brought work every day.
Especially at this hour of the night.
I tried not to incur her wrath and reported.
“The Marquis Cesar has come to see you. He says that the Amirs of the Southern Continent are preparing a large-scale séance.”
In an instant, three emotions crossed Jaylilis' face one after another.
“You. Didn’t you come here to offer me a drink? If you offered it, I would have gone out to drink some wine while looking down at the moon and the new city.”
disappointment.
“Marquis Cesar came in here again…? The palace’s security has fallen to the floor. I’ll have to give the guards and border magicians a stern reprimand tomorrow.”
Wrath.
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“So what is this rite of passage? Just hearing it doesn’t sound very good for our empire. It seems like war is one step closer. What do you think?”
expectation.
All three of those emotions were so intense that I couldn't figure out which one to start with.
Jaylilith herself seemed confused.
I used my 40 years of experience as a Grand Duke to give some advice in order.
“I am sorry, Your Majesty. I was too immoral to understand Your Majesty’s feelings. I have a 200-year-old bottle of whiskey that I received from the enemy admiral. Please give me the honor of presenting it to Your Majesty and receiving the first glass.”
disappointment.
“The Marquis Cesar is the pinnacle of infiltration and assassination in the Empire. It is clear that the wizards and guards were weak in not recognizing him, but please do not criticize them for their incompetence.”
Wrath.
“I too am in a hurry and do not know the details of the situation. How about going to the villa first and hearing what Marquis Cesar has to say?”
expectation.
The veins on Jaylilith's face glowed faintly and then subsided.
It seemed like he had controlled his blood flow and emotions with blood magic.
Fortunately, the voice that came out of her mouth immediately afterwards was as languid and slightly mischievous as usual.
“Is the Marquis Cesare telling you to come and get your luggage?”
I pretended to think for a moment and then answered.
“I can’t let that old man see me guarding the palace twice.”
Jaylilith nodded.
“Okay, let’s go.”
She naturally reached out to me.
* * *
The emperor came to the villa in the middle of the night.
Rudy woke up all the maids, servants, maids, and attendants and brought out drinks and snacks.
“Move quickly! Move quickly!”
“Maid! My body doesn’t move very well.”
“That’s because your body is stiff due to the energy that you two naturally emit. Please press the back of your elbows and the area between your thumbs and index fingers frequently. You need to stimulate the nerves and keep loosening them up.”
“The stir-fry is ready.”
“Chef! Don’t you remember what I said? Neither of you should eat stir-fries at this hour! Cut up some fruit! Quick!”
Saya Yen could not bear the aura of Jaylilith and fainted.
“Oh my heavens. How can such a person exist?”
Jaylilith smiled languidly and sat her down on the sofa next to her, facing Cesar.
I woke up and felt like I fainted twice.
"marquis."
“The Marquis of Sicarius sees the sun of the empire.”
“It seems like we don’t have much time, so I’ll get to the point first.”
“Please do so.”
“What exactly is a spiritual ritual?”
Cesar began to tell a story as deep as the wrinkles engraved on his face.
“The Spirit Rite is a ritual by the Amirs of the Southern Continent to create high-ranking warriors who can correspond to the knights of the Empire.”
“Make it?”
I asked, frowning.
Even if it was 'nurturing', the expression 'making' was not appropriate for a reporter.
Cesar nodded and smiled as if he knew what I was thinking.
“Ultimately, it is erosion. However, it is accompanied by delicate tuning using the compatibility between the old things. The key is to maintain reason, affection for this world, and loyalty to the family even though you have become a completely mutated eroder.”
In a word, it is an attempt to control the old.
It was a very dangerous way of thinking, considering that it was old and uncontrollable.
Jaylilith let out a deep sigh.
“It’s chaos.”
Cesar nodded.
“The Amirs are also keeping an eye on the ports at the end. They say there are more than one or two reconnaissance ships pretending to drift. They heard that the enemy admiral and the fleet of the heavenly capital have fallen, so they seem to be considering an invasion by sea.”
That was fortunate.
I looked at Jaylilith and smiled.
The Shuv Ardella was not destroyed, and the Skyspear Fleet was still intact.
Even if you send a million-strong army by ship, they will all become food for the fish race.
By the way, after hearing the explanation just now, a very clear solution came to mind.
“……You said it was a delicate ritual that utilized compatibility, right?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Then, one strange mental wave that doesn’t match could completely destroy your consciousness.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
I thought back to the old things I had seen in the dimensional rift.
A horse with dozens of legs, a six-winged snake, a brass bull, a glowing octopus… … .
They all burned into my psyche.
Of course, it might not be much to them, but it would be a huge blow to the weak body parts that came over here.
I looked at Jaylilith, smiling like a fool.
“Your Majesty. If you would send me your opinion-.”
“I do not permit it.”
She cut me off as sharply as a sharp knife.
The once indifferent golden eyes blazed with fire.
It seemed like a stronger will than the time of the Great Purge of the Imperial Family.
The Holy Emperor gritted his teeth and declared.
“I have no intention of sending you into the middle of an enemy country. I will never do so. This time, I will sit in this capital and resolve everything.”
so.
“Stay with Jim, Your Highness.”
* * *
I thought I knew Jaylilies pretty well.
But now she was so different from usual.
She was not a careless, languid, or leisurely girl.
The reason Amir's emirate was able to be destroyed by a meteorite before its return was because the country was already half ruined due to the ritual's failure.
Just because a country is ruined doesn't mean the people are ruined.
Destroying the city with a meteorite will only increase the number of enemies.
Even the Southern Continent worships the old, so it will have less resistance to erosion, and this will only increase the power of the erosion cult.
No matter how I think about it, it seems like the best thing to do would be to ruin that ritual… … .
My emperor is very worried about me, so it will take quite some time to persuade him.
Boom, boom!
At that moment, someone knocked on the palace door.
Me, Jaylilith, and Cesar looked at the door.
“Who are you?”
Rudy ran out, hiding the magic gun Agathe between the hems of her dress.
I thought it was because it was a night with so much going on.
Squeak.
“Ah, Your Majesty Rudy. Sorry for the late hour.”
A guard in white armor stood at the door.
“A brat made a scene in front of the palace when he had something to say to His Majesty Valencian. I gave him the go-ahead because he had Senator Connell’s signature…….”
I squinted my eyes in ominousness.
Rudy also bit his lip as if he realized the seriousness of the situation.
“What did you say?”
“They say there’s a stray on the southern street of the new town. They say it looks like it’s from the south. They’re begging us to start planning an evacuation. What should we do?”