The Savior Who Bites My Neck (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 117

It was a dim dawn.

The Emperor was still asleep, drugged, and still tormented by nightmares.

Why, why had this happened to me?

I had struggled so hard to live for the glory of Edenbell.

How much effort had I put in?

In his dreams, the Emperor met death countless times. In some dreams, he was killed by Sinclair; in others, by Hester.

After dying thus, sharp jeers and mockery would fly like razor blades, piercing his ears mercilessly.

A mere figurehead Emperor.

The most powerless, incompetent, and simultaneously the most foolish Emperor in Edenbell’s history.

Disregarded by the nobility, denied even a shred of recognition from his sons, he met a pitiful end.

“No, no…!”

Today too, the Emperor was tormented by nightmares.

But it did not last long. He awoke with a weak cry, as if about to die, and finally felt relief at returning to reality.

‘Relief…?’

After gasping for a while, the Emperor let out a hollow laugh without realizing it.

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