Picked Up a Beast, Turns Out He's an Emperor (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 84

Though Count Corald’s tale had ended, not a single soul gathered by Lake Innis could utter a word.

They felt unworthy to weep or lament carelessly over the sacrifice of that small, delicate woman who had loved the Emperor.

Perhaps the hot steam rising from Lake Innis had seeped into their eyes, for their trembling eyelids were damp.

Occasional sobs escaped, only to be swallowed again behind clenched fists pressed tightly against their mouths.

Everyone’s hushed gazes shifted from Arabella, who lay asleep, to the Emperor cradling her in his arms.

The Emperor who had wept uncontrollably over Arabella as she lay on the grass was nowhere to be seen.

Beneath the moonlight, his face, carved by shadows, was utterly cold.

While his retainers’ lips twisted in agony to stifle their cries, the Emperor’s mouth remained tightly shut in a straight, unmoving line.

Only the white moon floating above Lake Innis trembled within his crimson eyes.

Had the damp wind not stirred his black hair, he would have seemed a statue—utterly motionless, not even a fingertip stirring.

His beautiful face, stripped of every trace of emotion, was terrifying.

Even Sir Peter and Sir Jacob, who had grown accustomed to the Emperor’s icy, piercing aura on countless battlefields,

now felt their spines run cold before the indescribable, chilling energy emanating from him.

“Heheheh….”

A low chuckle drifted from behind the retainers encircling the Emperor.

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