Picked Up a Beast, Turns Out He's an Emperor (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 96

“This can’t be happening!”

Berel clenched both fists and sprang up from the grass.

So furious he couldn’t calm himself, he even stomped his feet heavily on the ground.

The elf, who had always tried so hard not to show childishness before his master, now pouted and fumed like a seven-year-old boy.

Esperal, the elf responsible for the barrier, and his disciple Berel sat on the grass where Arabella lay asleep, gazing down into the Underworld.

Though Esperal never interfered in the affairs of the human or mythic realms, this time was an exception.

It wasn’t just about rescuing Arabella—his own disciple—but the very survival of both the human and mythic worlds hung in the balance.

Breaking his own ironclad rule, Esperal was now “spying” into the depths of the Underworld.

Within the circle drawn by his staff, the epic odyssey of Emperor Maxwell unfolded as he passed through the nine gates of the Underworld in search of Arabella.

His masterful maneuvers through each gate formed such a thrilling saga that Berel—and dozens of elves who had gradually gathered—forgot the gravity of the situation entirely.

As one, the elves gasped when Caligo’s foreleg was torn off, and cheered wildly when the Emperor ruthlessly severed the Hellhounds’ throats.

Each time another layer of the Emperor’s garments ripped away, revealing his enraged muscles beneath, the elves held their breath and leaned closer toward the circle.

Esperal had long since given up trying to rein in the elves, who were now utterly absorbed—some even placing bets—as if watching a brutal combat match.

After all, he himself realized he was gripping his staff so tightly his palms were sweating, watching in breathless silence each time the Emperor passed through a gate.

On the opposite bank of the Aether River stood ancient gods, nymphs, centaurs—creatures half-human, half-horse—and other mythic beings.

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