The Savior Who Bites My Neck (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 14
When Sinclair arrived at the imperial palace, it was already late at night.
But as always, he found the emperor’s quarters without even seeking permission for an audience.
Yet, not even the ladies-in-waiting who served the emperor, nor the guards on duty, nor those tasked with protecting him dared to block Sinclair’s path.
Of course, one middle-aged royal guard—who the emperor cherished as family, indeed as if he were his own son—did dare to ask.
“Forgive me, but did you not first seek the emperor’s permission before visiting?”
But it was an act of sheer stupidity. Sinclair answered not with words, but with a stare that could have killed.
Though Sinclair’s conduct had never been exemplary, tonight his demeanor was far more menacing. It was unavoidable; the guard had simply been unlucky—Sinclair was in terrible spirits.
The poor royal guard, who had spent decades on the battlefield earning honor and respect from the palace, lost it all in a single moment.
He could not utter another word, paralyzed by Sinclair’s gaze—filled with a murderous ferocity even the battlefield had never shown.
In any case, the rogue Sinclair managed to meet the emperor without anyone’s permission.
“I will be holding the wedding ceremony with Elaina Asweld next week. Be advised.”
The emperor gave no reply to Sinclair’s announcement.
He merely looked at his son with fear and revulsion.
When Sinclair mentioned the name of a woman treated worse than a commoner, the emperor thought: This is too good to be true.
And as Sinclair had told Elaina, his joyous reaction was equally obvious.
“We have nothing to lose,” thought the emperor and Hester Butler.
Though they could not understand Sinclair’s foolishness in choosing a flawed, useless woman as his wife, it was still good news for them.
Though skeptical, since he claimed the ceremony would be held next week, there was no need to press further.
“Very well. Do as you wish.”
The emperor gave a simple reply, as if hearing of a stranger’s marriage.
But there was one point he must clarify.
“Besides Elaina Asweld, I assume you have something to say about the rest of the Asweld family and Duke Hank, Sinclair.”
No matter how generously one tried to interpret it, Sinclair’s actions were nothing short of overreach. Of course, the downfall of Melvin Asweld and his family was irrelevant—but Duke Hank was another matter entirely.
“Oh, you mean that?”
Sinclair replied casually, as if dismissing a trivial matter.
“I merely did what an aging emperor should have done himself. You are old and in poor health—shouldn’t you be thanking me instead?”
Sinclair replied brazenly.
“If you were about to thank me, then forget it. I only did what was rightfully my duty.”
“That is overreach. You are neither emperor nor crown prince. You bear only the hollow title of prince. By what right did you command their punishment, Sinclair?”
“Then let me ask you this: What was your lifelong dream?”
Sinclair’s sudden question furrowed the emperor’s brow.
“You’ve grown old and your memory has failed you. How unfortunate. Clearly, I was right to step in.”
Sinclair smiled.
“Wasn’t your lifelong dream precisely this? Strengthening imperial authority?”
Sinclair’s words were true. Since ascending the throne, his father had always yearned relentlessly to make imperial power stronger.
But the quick-witted nobles instantly realized: the man seated on the throne was not nearly as clever as he appeared.
Realizing his position was now in danger, the emperor changed his approach—he would give the nobles what they wanted and ally with them.
For example, granting tax exemptions to certain powerful houses in Edenbell, or secretly exempting them from mandatory military service.
“I did everything in my power to fulfill your dream. Am I not a truly helpful son? To care for my father despite being cast aside.”
“What are you saying!?”
The emperor finally exploded in rage at Sinclair’s sarcasm.
“Yes, I am merely a prince in title—but you cannot deny I carry the imperial blood.”
“And what of it…?”
“You have far less understanding than I expected. No wonder you allied with the nobles.”
The emperor’s eyes trembled with deep wrinkles as Sinclair continued.
“They abducted a woman who is legally, on paper, the crown princess—exchanging favors, selling her, even drugging her into unconsciousness.”
As he spoke, Sinclair’s face hardened into cold disdain, his tone laced with mockery.
“Is this not an act that can only be committed by those who see the imperial family as a joke—or even as a direct challenge to imperial authority?”
“…”
“Now it happened to Elaina Asweld. But next time—who knows? They might kidnap Hester’s wife, whom you cherish so dearly.”
The emperor emitted a strange, inarticulate sound, like someone who had just stubbed their toe painfully.
“You… you wouldn’t do that, would you, Sinclair?”
“Perhaps?”
Sinclair smirked.
“Life doesn’t always go as planned. I’m not sure yet how to answer that.”
“…”
“If you believe I acted this way merely because the woman I love was in danger, you are gravely mistaken. Yes, I cared for her—but above all, I acted out of concern for my aging, frail father and out of worry for the future of my beloved younger brother.”
Unfortunately, the emperor had no counterargument.
Though Sinclair’s words were insolent, they were clever and logically sound. Had he simply killed them, it would have been a clear offense—but clever Sinclair had not crossed the line.
Moreover, his words were not entirely false. That was his greatest weakness.
The emperor ground his teeth.
“You had better not even consider restoring Duke Hank’s noble title. Otherwise, our imperial house will become an easy target for every rogue in Edenbell.”
The notorious rogue in Edenbell finally relaxed his expression and smiled.
“Since you say nothing, I assume you have no more to say. Or perhaps you are simply too tired from the late hour.”
“Hmph…”
“Then I shall take my leave. I worry that the shock of Duke Hank’s actions may further harm your already frail health. So please, leave the aftermath entirely to me. You look exhausted enough already—don’t waste your strength.”
Having finished speaking, Sinclair bowed slightly, then turned and began walking away without looking back.
Until the emperor called out.
“No matter how many tricks you play, nothing will change, Sinclair.”
Sinclair stopped in his tracks.
“When you go hunting, do you know which animal dies first?”
“…”
“Is it the one that flees in panic? The one frozen with fear? Neither.”
The emperor said firmly.
“It’s the one who charges ahead without understanding its place.”
Hmm.
Could that be true?
Sinclair thought silently.
“Those fools always die first. Remember that clearly.”
“Indeed.”
Sinclair turned back toward the emperor.
“But isn’t that only because those animals charge blindly, with no plan at all?”
“What… what did you say?”
“And in life, such things happen. Some animals die by the hunter’s hand—others, the hunter dies by the animal’s.”
Sinclair smiled wickedly.
“In any case, I shall forever remember your words, Your Majesty, as a father’s concern for his son.”
“…”
“Now rest.”
That was his farewell. Sinclair left the emperor’s chamber without the slightest fear of his threats, then walked the vast corridor, thinking.
That wretched old man’s foolish ramblings would soon come to an end.
The moment Sinclair stepped completely out of the imperial palace.
“I never expected to meet you here.”
It was someone he had no desire to see.
“From the way you narrow your brow upon seeing me, I suppose I’m not particularly welcome.”
“Hmm. Isn’t that mutual? If there were a mirror, I’d show you mine. Your face is twisted right now.”
“Well, I was going to visit you anyway. Shouldn’t I congratulate my only brother on his wedding?”
“Why not send a letter of condolence to Hank instead? He’s probably waiting for your call like a dog hoping for its master.”
“But I was worried, brother. Why did you marry a crippled, illegitimate beggar?”
“…”
“So out of concern for you, I looked into it—and found that it was, as I suspected, that girl.”
Sinclair hesitated, uncharacteristically.
“That girl?”
“…What?”
“The one you secretly met outside the palace long ago, hiding your identity. The one who lost her legs because of you.”
Hester Butler smiled faintly.
“But does that girl even know this?”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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