I Became the Father of a Degenerate Emperor - I Became the Father of a Degenerate Emperor chapter 52

Episode 52. Maybe this is the battlefield (3)

Episode 52. Maybe this is the battlefield (3)

The silence continued for a while again.

All I did was face three people in my office, so why do I feel so stuffy?

A chilly atmosphere as if they are holding each other in check.

Even the teacup on the table has long been forgotten as it has just become a background.

I’m sure these people didn’t fight each other behind my back…….

However, for what reason do the empress, duke, and escort knight fight? It wouldn’t be good to meet.

In the silence that seemed to last forever, fortunately Duke Shade spoke up.

“Your Majesty, if you are going to the Aegis, how about using Shade’s troops as an escort? Since we formed an alliance with Marinene anyway, Shade’s forces are idle.”

Certainly, it didn’t sound like a bad idea.

But before I could answer anything, the empress interrupted and asked Duke Shade.

“Of course the duke won’t go with you, right?”

Then Duke Shade smiled and continued.

“The empress is also good at jokes. If I don’t go, who will lead the army?”

Estiel then puts on a face full of spirits.

Of course, that expression immediately softened and led to a smile.

“That’s strange. Didn’t Duke Bright entrust all forces in the Duchy of Bios? I wonder what Duke Shade, who is busy with construction, has the intention of following Aegis-L.”

Duke Shade’s smile seemed to tremble.

“I don’t know why the Empress is arguing about the duke’s military operation. Isn’t everything in my heart?”

And then, the two start a snowball fight.

Both of them were smiling, but sparks were flying in their eyes.

Inevitably, I intervened urgently.

“By the way, Empress, I think it would be better for you not to go with me.”

She asks questions at once without hesitation.

“I went with Florante, so why do you say no this time?”

Actually, things were a little different from Florente’s case.

At that time, however, I used the contents of the original work to predict the movements of Barbarus to a certain extent and move them.

But there was little information in my favor about Spisus.

If even an unexpected situation occurs, you may be in great danger.

Even having to meet the Dark Elves in person, it would be very dangerous for Estill, an ordinary person.

“If you’re going to say I’m dangerous because I’m a normal human, then you have nothing to worry about.”

“Why?”

Eventually, Estill closes her eyes and starts muttering something of her own. The strange feeling in the voice gave me chills.

Roaring – Roaring –

A flame burning fiercely in the raised palm.

As if a violent wind was blowing from her body, her long silver hair was blowing violently.

It wasn’t enough that the papers on the desk were scattered, the tea water also spilled over the cup and onto the table.

What Estill did now was undoubtedly destructive magic.

Among them, flame magic whose purpose is to turn the target into ashes.

The red flames gushing furiously through slender, slightly spread fingers rose to quite a height.

So there was even black soot on the ceiling.

If left as it is, it seemed like a real big accident would happen.

“Esteel, stop now!”

But she only smiled with a feverish expression on her face.

It was as if she had become a different person.

Swiik-

Amidst the flames, several snakes made of red flame began sticking out their heads one by one.

It was as if the passage to another dimension had been torn apart by burning it.

At its size, it was thick enough for a normal snake to be sucked into like noodles.

They looked around slowly with big eyes, gathered in front of the faces of Silene and the Duke of Shade, and sprayed vicious blood and flicked their tongues.

Kyaaak!

Some even opened their mouths wide, dropping sparks with their lava-like fangs.

“Esteel!”

I tried to call her out loud, but it seemed that she couldn’t hear my voice in her ears.

Duke Shade was just staring at the snake with a stiff face, but Silene couldn’t help but watch the situation.

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Mysterious words leaked from her pale pink lips.

In order to subdue the flame snake, Silene used spiritism.

Instantly, tea water gushed from the cups on the table, coiled around the snakes, and began to strangle them.

Chiik-

But far from suppressing it, it turned into steam and evaporated in vain.

The burning snakes nodded their heads in front of Silene’s eyes as if they were giving medicine.

It seemed like they were clamoring to do more if they could.

A magic that overwhelms Silene’s spirit art.

Anyway, Estill’s magic seemed to be at an unusual level.

Soon after, Estill’s expression returned to normal.

It must have seemed that way.

Hwaak-

As she clenched her fists, everything about her was scattered into the air as if on fire.

“Since she went to Flo Lante, she has been studying her magic in her spare time. She has learned all kinds of magic evenly, so I will be sure to protect Her Majesty this time.”

There was something in her voice that was full of notes, which seemed to be different from usual.

Anyway, now E’til seemed much stronger than me, and there was no reason for her to stop her now.

Esteel looked at Silene and Duke Shade alternately with a sullen expression.

To that haughty look, Duke Shade replied with a light smile, and Silene muttered something of her dismay and lowered her head.

“Enemy Witch…… No, it can’t be never.”

As if nothing had happened, Estill smiled at Duke Shade and asked a question. There seemed to be something infinitely cold lurking beneath that smile.

“By the way, Duke Shade, are you a man? Are you a woman?”

I don’t know why, but his remarks were quite reckless and looked very different from his usual Estill.

She continued her words as if to kill her with her confident face.

“This is what it really is, isn’t it?”

The sharp thorns in her words did not match her temper at all.

Also, there was no way she didn’t know that it was never polite to ask such a question to an imperial duke.

Duke Shade hesitated to answer and looked alternately between Estill and my face.

An expression that seems difficult to handle the agony of overflowing.

I don’t know why, but like a person caught in a dilemma, this situation was unbearably difficult.

Anyway, the empress’ actions were excessive enough to be considered excessive.

“Enough with that, Empress. It’s not good for anyone to show that kind of attitude towards Duke Shade.”

Then, Estill, slightly startled, goes back to managing her expression.

She looked as if she didn’t know why she did it either.

“Looks like you’re a little agitated by the magical side effects. I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I’m sorry if I offended you, Duke.”

*

Even when he came to her office, Estill was thinking of reconciling with the emperor right away.

In fact, she was in a situation where it was difficult to even use the word reconciliation.

Because she was unilaterally angry and complaining.

Of course, I didn’t quite understand myself either.

‘Why were you so angry?’

Actually, there were occasional ups and downs of emotions.

But after she went to Flo Lante, she began to learn magic in earnest, and from then on, that tendency was getting noticeably worse.

Rage and hostility that suddenly wells up without you even realizing it.

I thought it was a side effect that I got instead of being able to learn magic easily due to the blessing of mana.

‘It will be okay if I get used to it over time.’

Anyway, I was thinking of apologizing to the emperor and having breakfast together.

But isn’t Silene, the escort knight, standing upside down in front of the office?

Her pointy ears were the same, but her extraordinary beauty was also distinctly different from that of humans.

Since Estill was also a man’s woman, she couldn’t help but feel her wariness creeping in for some reason.

Besides.

Every time she saw Silene from a few days ago, she continued to feel an unknown discomfort in her eyes.

The contradictory attitude of being polite to the emperor while being disrespectful to everyone else.

Even the instinctive cry that resonated in the bones was busily sounding a warning.

She must be the enemy.

‘How could an elf who hated humans become an escort knight for the emperor?’

She asked the Duke of Bright about escort knights, but the answer came that he was not sure.

But she didn’t even bother to ask the emperor now. It was because she was already angry.

‘Maybe we can ask while having breakfast together.’

By the way, the emperor and the prime minister were in the office together.

If the prime minister stopped by early in the morning, it must be urgent.

‘Wasn’t it just about this time when we went to the Duchy of Bios?’

I had a foreboding feeling that the emperor might try to risk himself again.

My sense of touch has strangely improved since I started learning magic.

That’s why I went closer to the door without shame and overheard what was said inside.

But sure enough.

‘Would you like to meet a dark elf?’

Dark Elf.

They were different from normal elves.

According to what is known to the world, they were the ones who gave up serving the World Tree and hid in the darkness of Spisus.

Because they did not receive the blessing of the World Tree, their skin became dark over the generations, and they could not command spirits like elves.

However, they were well versed in various poisons and herbs, and knew how to turn plants into monsters.

It was also a being that was good at manipulating monsters using medicine.

Of course, their hatred towards humans was greater than that of elves, and by no means less so, they could be considered monsters.

To put it simply, they were beings that could not be communicated with.

Furthermore, that place was the Great Forest of Spisus, teeming with all sorts of monsters.

So, going to talk with a Dark Elf was no different from taking one’s own life, and it was something that could never be ignored.

But Estill was well aware of it.

I can’t stop the emperor this time either.

So, she intended to follow and protect herself.

Only in order to do that, he devoted all his energy to learning magic whenever he had a chance.