"The Emperor is coming with a child in his arms!"
"What? Huajin and the boy? Worth seeing" Afeng quit his job and went outside, and of course he saw the sight.
A petite-type boy was completely wrapped around the emperor's neck, clenched tightly, his head buried in his shoulder. The Emperor, on the other hand, held the child and proceeded without losing his composure. His hood was unbuttoned, and the black hair had already regained its yellow color.
It shimmered like pure gold in the sun.
It progressed step by step. He paused to give orders before entering the palace.
"I bought this child at an auction at the public market. Find the child's slavery certificate and," with gnashing anger, "Bring everyone this child met—who had a relationship with him during slavery—to the palace. If even one person is missing, you will be held responsible."
The knights breathed a sigh of relief when those purple sharp eyes finally pulled away from them.
They were afraid.
The Emperor is far more than powerful. Although being strong is also a factor in being able to act as he wants, one of the biggest factors is his ignorance. Until now, he was thought to be a mute and stupid person, but the day he took the throne, every single person was easily controlled by him like a puppet.
Even now they were still afraid of this person whose limit was not known.
How strong is it? Can he control the people of the whole city? Or the whole kingdom? Or the whole world?
It's known information. Emperor Huajin murdered his adoptive family. He's like a lunatic who doesn't care about love and emotion, and has no weakness. Madmen are scary.
Even more terrifying is its abandonment underground near the core. Without food, he spent 10 years there feeding on high-quality magic. Which was supported by the fact that he never ate in a month. It was frightening, like a superhuman being.
"Yes sir!" After standing at the ready, action was taken quickly.
The servants, on the other hand, stood in rows with their heads bowed.
The boy resting his head on his shoulder saw everything. 'He hasn't changed at all,' thought the boy. 'My master is still the same' he was respected and feared wherever he went. She rubbed her face against his shoulder again, even her scent was the same.
But the worlds are different.
Huajin noticed his little movements and his lips curled slightly, stopping in front of a room as he steadily advanced. The door was opened by magic.
Imperial room.
Before stepping inside, he said, "Prepare water for both the child and me," and then closed the door. After being a servant, he got up and went to carry out the order.
He gently laid the child on the bed, but the child's arms were clamped around his neck and feet around his waist, and he did not let go.
Huajin:...
"Aren't you going to get off?"
Funny, has he acted like this before? He was so ignored that he didn't even know it was so interesting.
"N-no" she held on even tighter.
"Let's change and take a bath. You're dirty," he tried to convince her, while the boy quickly moved away from her.
He had a fussy and tearful expression, his hands and feet tangled. "Are you disgusted?" His voice was shaking.
The "hahaha" moves were really funny. "No, but it would be better if you were clean." There was a tenderness in his voice that even Huajin couldn't notice.
"Everything is ready sir"
"You can go" After the maid left, she took off her cloak-shaped outfit.
The market was full of people and places lacking in hygiene. He suffered the first week while training even the servants in this palace.
Luckily, it's done now.
He arranged clothes for himself to wear. He tidied his room himself and prepared his own clothes. He did not like this kind of excessive service.
"Clothes for the child" knocked on the door and looked at the person who had entered with his permission.
Author.
"Oh, Amanda," she smiled and laid her clothes on the bed. He approached the author with a sneer.
The author took a step back, his face like a poker face, but the twitching and reddening of his eyes fully revealed his emotions.
"Are you still angry?"
"If you want, I'll make you my empress as a pardon?"
"No thanks" her lips twitched, how does she not know Huajin's gender as a writer? She was just making fun of him...
"Come on…" he rubbed his entire head, stroking her hair. She's making fun of her size!
He was going to explode with anger, you can't make fun of you who sent me to this body!
"I'm busy, I'm going" writes, tapping his hand and taking a step back.
"Come to my room tonight"
Ignoring the Emperor's words, he left the room.
"He's been pretty brave…" she gave a loose smile as she rubbed the back of her slapped hand.
The author is the only one who knows his secret.
As a result, a bond formed between them.
But someone else watching from the outside couldn't have had the same thought.
The child's expression was not visible. He bowed his head and his hair covered his face. His hands gripped the cover of the bed he was on and squeezed it with all his might.
Tiny lips would bleed from being bitten.
-To be continued-