Alchemist Emperor Of Divine Dao の小説・ストーリー

“Small stuff, big stuff — doesn’t matter. We should just barge in and break things.” “Dude chill,” I sigh, “remember the warehouse last night? Your heroic display scared off any chance of useful intel before Evelyn could get it.” “Technicality,” he says. “They were intimidated.” “Also true,” Evelyn chimes, mock-sweet. “Babe, now I have to work extra because of your intimidation tactics.” I salute Lou jokingly. “Congratulations. You’ve been promoted to Chaos Ambassador. Your first task: stop breaking things before intel shows up.”

his hoarse voice sounded in pain. Kana shifted his body and faced the Emperor laying beside him. "Will you believe me if I told you that I am not Han Kana?" Emperor Sunwoo let out a smile. "I knew it.. The time we stroll at the market, I know you are not him... Kana is timid, naive and shy.. And yet you are the exact contrast of him. I didn't believe that an amnesia can change people's attitude in a short time so I asked a guidance of a well known great monk.. And he said that a person's soul sometimes travels in the different dimension once forcefully extracted by the body in the wrong time."

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

Inside the chamber, silence was broken by the sound of fingernails tapping against a table. A man with a crown upon his head sat glaring at the table, where a sword lay, its hilt and scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings. "Your Maj—" Before the words could be finished, the man with a murderous gaze and suffocating aura raised his left hand. "Eunuch Bao," he called, making the man he had cut off swallow hard. "Y-yes, Emperor Huang…" Eunuch Bao lowered his head even more, realizing the Emperor’s mood was foul.

After I'm dressed I follow the Empress the Imperial princesses and my mother out of room the followed by my four ladies in waiting, Lady Marina Filimena a descendant of Aphrodite, Lady Venus Hermia a descendant of Hermes, Lady Akino Solana a descendant of Apollo and Lady Caroline Solana Akino's twin sister they are also doubling as my bridesmaids while the two Imperial Princesses are my flower girls Behind my ladies in waiting are my imperial guards, Lady Myla Smati and Lady Melia Veta, descendants of Athena, Lord Clovis Ludwig and Lord Evander Murdock, descendants of Ares, Lady Vendetta Shivani, a descendant of Hades, and Lady Thea Rose, a daughter of Gaia, which is very rare Gaia is the Go

“So if you let him die, if you turn your back now while he bleeds in the forest, I will kill every single one of you. Slowly. Myself.” More silence. Then a hand rose. Then another. Until more than half the courtyard stood, their heads bowed in silent commitment. Caden stepped beside her, his jaw clenched with pride. Dorothea handed her the green tea with trembling fingers. Ember raised the cup, took a sip, and before she could swallow, Halister’s voice rang out. “I invoke the Alpha-Picking Ceremony.” The words hung in the air thickly like smoke. Ember blinked, her jaw tightening as she turned to face him.

The words were simple, direct, and shocked most people. "Listen, listen! By the order of Emperor Kaelric Valen Drazor, who saved Kaldor and brought back order! His Imperial Majesty, having been miraculously saved from danger by a kind person with great character, has decided to marry this noble person. The maiden known as Liora, who showed amazing kindness and bravery in the Emperor’s worst moments, will be honored and will become the Empress of Kaldor!"

Debris and freezing wind, as well as an overwhelming, draconic pressure, crashed down from above. A tall figure descended. Golden hair, golden-slitted pupils, and scales faintly emerged across the figure’s body. His features were sharp, cold, and utterly inhuman. He was the Dragon Emperor. He stood amid the ruins, his gaze like a blade, locking directly onto the golden tail around my ankle. My brain was completely short-circuited. The next second, a small, golden figure shot up from the bed. The little guy transformed mid-air into his dragon form—a small, golden-scaled dragon—and blocked the opening.