Call Me Emperor Mga Nobela at Kwento

The first time I heard it, it was just a soft talk in the market. A few words from a woman buying apples, her voice low and hurried. I almost didn’t hear it, but then it came again, louder this time, from a poor man I’d shared food with a few days before. He looked at me with wide, worried eyes, not seeing Liora, but seeing me, Lioren, the boy who sometimes shared. "Did you hear?" he choked out, his voice breaking. "The Emperor… he’s marrying the girl who saved him. They say she’ll be Empress. Liora, they call her."

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

With every word, his voice grew rougher, until it was almost a choke. "I know 'sorry' is useless," he went on. "I know you have a new life, a new world. But Flora... please. Give me one chance. Just one chance to make up for what I did." I listened silently, a storm of emotions churning inside me. This man, once as proud as an emperor, was now standing before me, utterly broken. "What kind of chance?" I asked. He clenched his fists, his whole body trembling slightly. "Come home and see," he said, his voice almost a prayer. "Just once. Come back to the manor."

The woman who refused alimony, refused revenge disguised as justice, refused to become smaller to make someone else comfortable. She had been brave. But she had also been unfinished. Now, I understood something she hadn’t. An empire isn’t built to prove your worth. It’s built to reflect it. My phone buzzed. Pierce. Home safe? I smiled. Yes. A pause. Then another message. I’m glad you chose. I looked out at the city, at the life that no longer felt like a battlefield. So am I. I set the phone down and let the quiet settle.

“Exactly. That was too long ago.” I laughed softly, one of the only real ones I’d managed in days. “I’ll come over this weekend.” “You promise?” “Yeah. I promise.” I ended the call, staring out at the city below, wondering why the thought of seeing Zara tomorrow made the silence in this place feel even louder.

Seeing that all eyes were still on him, as if afraid he would run away, did not make Xiao Chen particularly afraid. "You're all curious as to why I'm called emperor, right? Well, there's no need to hide anymore. I am Emperor Xiao of the Xiao Empire, ruler of the western continent! You should all understand what I'm saying after I mentioned the western continent, right?" All the powers who heard this were suddenly shocked beyond belief. "What?" "He's the ruler of the western continent?"

I thought it was from the man I was with last night, but I answered it in case it wasn't. “Who's this?” “It's been a long time since we last spoke, Luna. It's good to hear from you again. I'm fine, thank you for asking.” “I asked a question. Who the hell is this?”, I questioned again, irritated by the sarcastic greetings from the unknown caller. “This is Emilio.” I sat there, a little stunned. “Emilio?” “Yes.” “And why the hell is a disowned bastard like you calling me?” “That hurt.” “It wasn't supposed to please you. What do you want from me?”

Though surprised by these words, Hamish was not entirely shocked. After all, he knew most of the experts in Eastern Ocean, and the sudden appearance of a young, powerful stranger could only mean he was a foreigner. He just had not expected his emperor to go so far as to contact an outsider to eliminate his family. "No, I didn't actively reach out to anyone. It was all coincidence, wasn't it, Chase... Basalt's Collins?" the emperor said, suddenly turning his focus to Chase and revealing his name.

Eventually, we leaned into it. I strode up to Daxton's side, bracing and leaning against the pilot's console. "We're a package deal," my brother replied. He glanced over at me and continued, "And now that she's here, you can continue." The gangly man frowned but resumed his spiel. "As I was saying, I am the Emissary of Ilios, calling you on behalf of Emporer Cyrus." I didn't say anything, bringing my eyebrows together to analyze the man on the screen. Not many planets were led by a monarchy, but I knew Ilios was home to royal daywalkers.

"How can it be so easy to obtain my Legacy? If you are alone, congratulations, you are dead meat. If you are two men or women, congratulations, you are also dead meat... Hahahaha... How can a group of outsiders get my Legacy?" The voice rang out again. However, this voice was obviously left behind in advance. After it came out, it disappeared without a trace. However, these were enough for Zephyr Khan. Just as he had expected, this guy was the Immortal Emperor. Even if Zephyr Khan had reached this point, he would have to secretly scold him-you're ruthless!