Magic Emporor Novels & Stories

the Sea Emperor said with a red face. “Right, that’s the past. Now we are emperors. If our past behavior is discovered by the younger generation and people outside who have long forgotten it, where would our faces be? So please don’t mention it again.” Emperor Mu added, also looking embarrassed. Qin Yang burst into laughter seeing how embarrassed they were when Bing Hua mentioned their own past.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Ferdinand was dumbstruck, filling the silence with whatever words linked up on his tongue. “Sure.” Draco acknowledged his statement. “You look… powerful.” Ferdinand hadn’t seen the old dragon since the reign of the old tyrant king… no, a couple of years ago when he asked for the nails. Draco hadn’t aged a day, his skin covered in bright ink, his eyes liquid tar, his arrogant face. “You look so much like your father,” Draco noted. “The old tyranny who dares to injure my baby son.” He ground his teeth at the last sentence. “I hear they call you the Ambitious Emperor of The Unknown now.”

Matt said with a smile. In the history of the empire, it was said that a deity favored Clandestine and decided to live here for some time before the war between the demons and the other beings. Since a deity was not allowed to help in the war, he sent his most favored fae and made him the emperor of Clandestine. As proof of their bond, the deity gave the emperor a very unique seed. Once it was grown, it would bless the land of the emperor who planted it.

She tried to yank her hand away but her gaze darkened when Zion didn't let her go instead tightened his grip. "Stop talking in riddles and tell me what you mean by that you're a family?" she yelled finally done with his games. "I am a warrior from Vengeful Hunters, Moon." Her heart stopped. "W-What? Stop fooling me." Emmaline raged and tried to get away from him but Zion grabbed her shoulders and pulled her towards himself with a jerk. "I am not, Emmaline Richard Dawson. Wait, you don't believe me then what about this?" Saying that he fished out something from his pocket. Emmaline kept staring at him with a frown but her eyes widened when he showed her a platinum ring.

The sky had gone dark. I couldn't persuade myself to move or to go in. His strange, mysterious talking was confusing and dreading me the most. He lost his memory and forgot everything about me. A shudder worked down my spine. Meri thought frightened me. I could never imagine myself forgetting him. Was he trying to tell me something? Was he planning something? He never told me anything. He attended his meeting in another language. So I couldn't get a word. It was clearly showing, it was related to me.

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"I'm not sure." Eric's frown deepened as he thought about the previous emperor. His grandfather, the mighty Theo Thompson who led the war, fought alongside the other clans against the Demon and Fallen clan. Through the one hundred years of battle, he finally chopped off the head of the Demon clan and won the war. Thus, crowning him as the Emperor, and the Dragon Empire was forged. Eric frowned and said, "Tell him I'm busy." "Ah... Prince Eric." "What is it?" "The Emperor also summon Miss Samantha Wild as well."