Sorry, the Patricidal Tyrant Seems Beastly (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 117

At first, it was merely that her breathing had grown faint.

“She’s worsening.”

Soon after, the Empress’s breath stopped.

‘Why?’

Benjamin bit his lip. A flicker of blue flashed in his eyes.

Soon, High Priest Haneli stepped across the threshold of the Imperial Palace. Haneli radiated raw divine power—pure and dense, as befitting a high priest.

The divine power enveloped the Empress. Yet it was useless. Like pouring water into a bottomless barrel, the power drained away from her body as quickly as it was channeled.

“How long has it been since her breath ceased?”

“Half a day.”

“She appears merely asleep, though her breath has stopped. She is dead, yet not truly dead. I have seen the end, yet it is not yet over.”

The Empress’s body remained warm. Naturally prone to mild fevers, her body still held its heat intact. She was not dead—not yet. At least, this warmth still burned as if she were alive.

“Give me a proper answer, not such fanciful nonsense.”

“How can I, who am no deity, offer certainty?”

“Is she alive? Or is she dead?”

“Her body is dead, yet the soul within lives… Thus, she is dead, yet not truly dead.”

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