Chương 3: The Emperor!

Lucas heard a voice that seemed to be calling him from somewhere.

Although his voice was urgent, he could feel his consideration and love for him. Just hearing his voice makes him feel at ease.

He felt like he had to get up, but unfortunately, He was so tired that Carl didn't even have the energy to open his eyes.

"Carl, hurry…"

Lucas felt puzzled when he heard a voice calling him 'Carl'.

Soon after, 'Carl' felt the sudden events that had occurred to him come to mind one by one.

The voice that was called Carl disappeared.

Anxiety, tension, and fear of death creep in.

The moment Carl was about to struggle in fear, something happened.

"Ugh!"

Carl's eyes widened as he felt as if an electric current was flowing through his entire body, along with a terrible burning pain.

His body, which had not been able to get enough rest and was forced to wake up, felt like it was going to collapse just by opening his eyes.

No, somethiny went wrong with his body.

Carl felt something like a fragment of the force that forced him to stand up.

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Carl was shocked by the sudden situation and tried to find Lilly, but his voice did not come out well and his body did not move well.

Carl rolled his eyes with difficulty and looked around, realizing that someone was looking down at him through hid blurred vision.

"…Carl… ."

A voice that sounds as if it were rolling out unfamiliar words from an unfamiliar language in its mouth.

That voice that is infinitely heavy, infinitely cold, and infinitely hard.

"Yes, it looks like you lost your memory."

A low, emotionless voice nudged Carl, and his eyes widened as if they were on fire.

"Your Majesty... ."

Lily's terrified voice is heard.

She couldn't be seen because she was outside Carl's field of vision.

But that aside, Carl couldn't take his eyes off the man standing in front of him.

Rough and stiff golden hair and beard, like the mane of a powerful lion.

Reddish-yellow eyes burning quietly within them.

It's as if those eyes are the only thing in the world.

'If it's your majesty... Emperor Azgoth!'

Azgoth is an enemy that Adrian faces in the beginning.

Overwhelming political power and thrilling heart. It is the absolute power that controls all the power of the Morgan Empire, and it is also the monster created by the empire that exists behind all the events that occur in the beginning.

However, they are kicked out sooner than expected and forgotten over time.

So Lucas thought it was worse than Adrian.

That's what he thought.

"… … ."

The great emperor, the supreme ruler of a Morgan empire, couldn't be such an easy man, right?

Carl's head went blank as if he had faced the sun just by looking at Azgoth' calm eyes.

"Master Carl, Master Carl.. !"

Even when he heard Lily's voice filled with fear, Carl could not take his eyes off the sun that was piercing through him.

The moment he took my eyes off, he felt like it would burn him and not even a handful of ashes would be left behind.

Carl felt the fear of death.

And, at the same time, he felt a desire for life.

The most primal and hottest instinct of a living being pounded strongly on Carl's head.

Despite the terrible fever and Azgoth' burning gaze, Carol did not blink an eye.

Carl did not avoid the eyes of the great emperor of the Thousand Year Morgan Empire but faced them head-on.

Just like facing a predator without avoiding its gaze, 'you know that if you show weakness, it will kill you.'

Azgoth quietly admired his fourth son, who suffered from a fever and could not leave this small room for the rest of his life, was so worthless that he did not even remember him, and would soon die.

An incredibly hot, passionate desire for life!

How can this burn so hot? How can you be so desperate? How can you face yourself?

It's like… You have eyes like those of a hungry animal."

Carl suddenly came to his senses at those words.

Creepily, the moment Azgoth made eye contact with Carl, he immediately realized that he was an alien being.

"You don't have anything, but you act as if you have something."

Azgoth lightly gestured and then turned around and left Carl room. The numerous people seen at a glance on the other side of the open door are unfamiliar.

Carl couldn't even breathe.

Azgoth's' meaningful words weigh heavily on his shoulders and pierce his heart.

The thought that something big has happened barely comes out of my frozen head.

"Master Carl."

A voice he has never heard before calls Carl. He was an old man who had no idea how long he had been there.

He politely but business-like reaches out and places his hand on Carl's chest.

Ugh.

"It may not be possible to completely cure the disease, but you will recover to the point where you can take care of yourself. Of course, it won't last long, so you will need to receive treatment at least four times a day."

"… Why… …"

Carl asks, feeling his body relax.

Why didn't they treat it before, even if it could have been temporarily cured?

Why are you treating me now?

The old man still spoke in a businesslike voice.

"Your Majesty has commanded me to do so, so I am simply following my orders."

Azgoth told them to leave him alone as he had no manpower to waste on a worthless prince.

But now, after taking one look at my face, he ordered Carl treatment

Carl's mind became clear as if the fog had cleared, and the situation was very... He realized something was going on strangely.

For Azgoth, there is no such thing as paternal love. He took steps to postpone Carl's death.

Azgoth's' gaze will follow Carl. He is not free.

So, it means that Carl can save his life right now, but overall he is in a very dangerous situation.