Emperor Mark Invincible Novels & Stories

I said, then the emperor nodded. “Please speak less formally this time and if you know anything, Prince Leo, you may also speak without formality as you and the empress are related even though your mother is her 18th cousin,” the emperor told us, then we nodded so that this conversation will not be held any longer. “Have you perhaps known where to find the master of Marcia Information Guild?” the emperor asked which made me and Leo look at each other. “We know, but may we ask why are you looking for their master?” I asked.

Even though romance with a human is forbidden, would you ever cross the line for me? But I was afraid. So, instead, I simply said: “I hope we find your sword.” Lame, I thought. Is that the best you can do? Can’t you ever get the courage to say what you’re thinking? But his energy was too intense, and whenever I was around him, it made it hard for me to think clearly. “As do I,” he responded. “It is no ordinary weapon. It has been coveted by our kind for centuries. It is rumored to be the finest example of Turkish sword ever crafted, made of a metal that can kill all vampires. With it, we’d be invincible. Without it…”

“Now that I noticed it, why is Sir Castor’s uniform a bit different from the others?” “Oh, you mean the part where his neck is always covered?” She nodded, but the emperor just leaned back on his seat with his gaze fixed on Castor as well. “There’s a mark around his neck, and it is something that cannot be removed.” He was about to dismiss the topic because it was something that he did not want to talk about; however, when he met the gaze of his attendant, he gulped. Emery may not be saying anything at all, but her eyes were enough to tell how curious she was about the said mark. Hence, the emperor just raised his hands, acting like he was giving up.

He let his fingertips slide over the bead, “Empress, your ‘Mate Mark' is sealed inside this necklace bead. Keep it safe, and deliver it to Emerald or Scarlet if you find any danger. And I have to leave now. Stay strong, My love. I love you. And remember, I still have our ‘Mate Mark'. Goodbye, Love.” The Emperor whispered those heart-shattering words softly and pecked her temple. As his fingers slide aside the bead, he was in the wind, nowhere to be spotted and the old Empress was alone once again.

The Emperor took hold of my wrist, raising my hand. "She bears the mark of the Emperor, an insignia of one from Naran… From this day forth, she will pass freely within our empire." His voice was loud, powerful, and commanding. I wasn’t the only one who looked shocked, as I saw Hunter coming into view. He was shirtless, only in a pair of pants. His bloody sword was in his hand, as he assessed the situation quickly. "I do ask for forgiveness, but I may have killed one of your sons in self-defence." He said quietly.

a voice barked. Zane jolted upright, his wig nearly slipping sideways. His instincts made him reach for a gun he didn’t have. His hand twitched toward his hip before he remembered it was a sword, not a pistol. He didn’t even know how to use this one. Wrong century. Wrong life. Standing in the doorway was Kim Insoo, captain of the guards, his brows knotted, chest heaving like he’d just run across the palace. His sharp eyes swept across the room, landing squarely on Dr Tae.

"The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood." Upon hearing the information about the Emperor, Finesia wasn't able to think straight. There's no way that the Leonardo she met is the Emperor himself, it's impossible. "Is there any other information about him? Like his eyes... yes, his eyes! What's the color of it?" Finesia asked remembering the sparkling color of azure eyes of the man she met. "It's like a color of an ocean-" Jeneva wasn't able to finished her words when Finesia slammed the table, she looks exhilarated as she grabbed Jeneva's hands while her eyes were sparkling.

Dark hair, sharp eyes, jacket open; he’d been with me long enough to know when I was lying. “You sure about that, boss?” he asked. “Symbol lights up, you touch it, you get branded. Doesn’t exactly scream ‘nothing’ to me.” “Keep your eyes on the road,” I replied. “I am.” He wasn’t. Not entirely. None of us had expected the Mark to react like that. We’d seen sketches, blurry photos smuggled out by the undercover asset I’d planted in the sect months ago. Some cultists had symbols tattooed on them, carved into the walls, painted in blood.

"Azazel, actually, I'm going to inform you something." Verena took a few papers she had acquired and handed them to Azazel, who raised his brow as he attentively studied the contents. Three people were listed on the page. Duke Frederick, Marquess Edward, and Marquess Evans. It was documented there that the Emperor did something unpleasant while the war was going on. The Emperor used the children from an orphanage that Marquess Edward cherishes so much as an experiment. The Emperor also assassinated the previous Duke Frederick, who had previously opposed him.

The royal family of the King did not make any response regarding this incident. Secondly, it was confirmed that the Regalia Empire is preparing an army of an estimated 6 million strong to launch an invasion. Though there are no more specific details, but from the looks of it, obviously, it's towards Central Imperial Island. The problem is a part of units they are sending out— they are the Insignia Troopers.