Emperor's Champion の小説・ストーリー

He kept his face straight and headed to the ballroom. He glanced at the invited people and smiled viciously. Straight, He stepped up avoiding the gaze on him. There was a big chair placed on the desk and it was for him only. He will be crowned today and hi father will put the crown on his head. "So, I'm glad to say that my son, Liam Matthews, is going to be the next Emperor of the Matthews," His father announced gracefully. He was sounding happy. All the people clapped for Liam and sat there to encourage him. He scanned the surrounding and smiled again malevolently. Everything was perfectly planned but there was a dark aura of the mafia people.

The Emperor look at her, "It was me, got a problem with that?" She chuckled as she smirk, "Oho... so you mean I can't stare you from now on?" The Emperor look at her in a dull expression,"I didn't say that you can't." "That's good since you're quite handsome and kinda hot, it's pleasing to watch you."She said as she wink at him making the Emperor cleared his throat as a smile slipped on his lips making Zelia awed expression as she saw the Emperor's smile a little then it went back to the poker faced one.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

it answered so many questions, the beauty that just left was an Empress emperor Kaliel 's queen High empress Kasan Fascar. the rulers of the seven Empires of Audreit. Thier stories were used to scare children in Marsa, they inflicted fear on whichever city they conquered. it is rumored that when the emperor doesn't go to war ,the Empress Kasan does on his behalf. even in war her face would always be covered by a thin white veil , making her enemies unable to know who was delivering them to Thier death . a deathly woman with the ability to manipulate and turn cities against each other. her face was never revealed before so she didn't know how the cold Emperor's Empress looked like , whenever

Napasok na rin ni Prinsesa Haracchi ang Emperyo ng kaniyang ama at nagmamadaling hinanap ang Emperatres upang maitakas mula rito. “Hindi pa tapos ang laban Prinsipe, kaya wag ka munang lumuha sa sobrang tuwa” Nakangising wika ng Emperador habang kasamang naglalakad si Heneral Troy. Kasama rin ni Prinsipe Greyson si Heneral Cognan, pantay na ang kanilang laban kung kaya’t hindi na masyadong nag alala ang Prinsipe. “Tama ka Emperador Tsui, ngunit pwede ko ring wakasan ang sinasabi mong simula palang” Tugon ng Prinsipe habang bumababa mula sa kaniyang kabayo.

It was pure. “They dared to piss on our gates, then went home by laying our dogs on pure trash,” the Emperor whispered, his voice creeping slowly through the pores of every elder present. Not a cry of fury, but rather a promise of absolute death. "Alexander Sterling... you may be immune to banking sabotage, but let's see if your European fangs are immune to pure dragon blades." The Emperor stood up. His golden silk robe fluttered. For a hundred years, he never left his throne in Asia. But tonight, pure imperial prestige had been slapped right in his face!

“Then perhaps I should remain until I am educated.” Halrem stared at him while across the table Chancellor Edrin looked spiritually absent from the mortal world entirely. Somehow the banquet continued, though no one would later remember the final courses because conversation had become impossible beneath the enormous glittering weight of one undeniable truth... the Beast Emperor was not subtly intrigued. He was openly pursuing their empress in front of the civilized world. When the final musicians began to play and the nobles rose to withdraw, Halrem stood with perfect composure and turned to leave. Draevor immediately fell into step beside her.

"I built myself up against all odds. I like to know exactly who I'm shaking hands with. Unfortunately, I can't say I respect what you've built." The insult was quiet, but it cut deep. Everyone in the high society circles knew the truth about Jared. He was the illegitimate son of Gideon Donovan. He hadn't been handed the empire he now owned, he had fought, bled, and clawed his way to the top, proving he had more brains than all his legitimate siblings combined. "What is this?" Dean growled, taking a step forward, his chest nearly touching Jared's. "Are you here to insult me in public?"

"What am I planning? Hmmm, Chard, do you think I will still let go of that child? He's a talent that shouldn't go to waste. Let's retreat for now and visit again next month." "Yes, Emperor." 'The way that kid stood in the middle of danger makes my blood feel an intense excitement and curiosity. Will he also stand like that in the middle of a battlefield?' The man they addressed as the Emperor grinned from ear to ear while remembering the child's face as he stabbed his opponent's flesh. 'I want him.'

The Emperor level was miles ahead of the Sanctuary level, to a point where it was hardly describable. A special trait of this level was that an emperor's crown would appear when the cultivator activated or used powers of this level. The Emperor level would cast a domain, one that was far more powerful than that of the Sanctuary level. This was the power of being of Emperor level. Its laws of power were truly terrifying. Wilbur smirked coldly. "Do you still think I'm going to lose now?" Michael flushed an ugly shade of purple. He was merely at the Super Sanctuary level, and Wilbur was miles ahead of him.