Emperor's Wrath /-02/
Step by step, he entered.
"Welcome sir!" The enthusiastic greetings of the women, their flirty approaches, and the actions of some of them, such as putting their chests against him, were quite disturbing. He quickly took a few steps back, putting some distance between them.
She didn't know that if she didn't make a move now, there was a man behind her who would almost break walls in anger. Or rather, a child.
The women's enthusiasm for "I want to talk to your boss" instantly faltered.
"Oh, our visiting lady is not here"
The woman took a step forward and smiled.
But the man bent down and seemed to whisper something in his ear, and the woman was surprised at first and then showed the way with a smile.
"Here you go sir"
It was a long way to follow the woman. Hesitating in front of the room, the woman knocked on the door with certain rhythms. After that click, which looked like a password, the door opened.
"My master says he will see you alone" withdrew and left.
The door was closed. It seemed that he was guarded by a tight magic power. Then the person following could neither see nor hear what happened inside. With each passing second, his anger was growing exponentially.
What, did he leave her behind to get here? He was angry, disappointed, and most of all, sad. This was nothing short of humiliating him. He should have left back, but his foot couldn't move.
It just stood there.
Wasn't it always like that anyway? He had chased, and his master had always fled.
Always.
Unchanged.
even after death.
He doesn't know how much time passed, but when he finally reached the end of his patience, the door opened. He saw the emperor, who had distanced himself from so many women, with a woman in his arms.
His eyes darkened quickly.
"Let's continue our conversation with a drink" The woman had long blonde hair.
- What a well-matched image!-
But she was only causing him pain.
What he couldn't understand was that the emperor allowed it, even smiled, instead of pushing him away.
The woman in his arms had a cute and close demeanor. It's like they've known for a long time...
He couldn't even pay attention to what the emperor was talking to the woman. His mind was in turmoil. She wanted to move forward and separate the two close bodies.
And that last move...
Did the emperor stroke the woman's hair?
It was as if the thread in his mind had been broken. His eyes were completely dark.
***
"What-what happened suddenly?"
"What is this rush, Afeng?"
Afeng was just running without speaking, while Amanda, dragged by him, was just running around, gasping for breath.
"The Emperor demolished the building! It's been a mess!"
Afeng was running like crazy on the coordinate given to him with sweat dripping from his forehead. Magical power also supported both. To be frank, Afeng didn't know why he was dragging Amanda with him.
He had friendly relations with the Emperor. Maybe it was to calm him down?
He wasn't sure.
He finally stopped. He was in distress looking at the officially dusty building. What the hell happened?
Behind him, panting as Afeng stopped, Amanda gripped the water bottle tightly in her hand. He had to put this bottle on his head just to breathe!
"Emperor!" Seeing the black-faced emperor crouching in a corner, he hurried towards it. The woman next to him was holding back so as not to laugh.
"What happened?"
He asked worriedly. What had happened to cause it to demolish a large building?
"Haha-ehem eh, the emperor seems pretty popular with the boys-"
He noticed the woman next to him as he spoke. His appearance was very similar to the emperor.
"Shut up!" The Emperor quickly silenced him and left angrily. Neither Afeng nor Amanda understood anything about it.
Amanda felt alive as she carelessly opened the bottle and poured the water on her head, while Afeng questioned and turned her eyes to the woman.
"What happened?" He asked once more, but more oppressive than he was asking the emperor.
"Pfft- kissed by a man ahahaha!" After Huajin left, he finally collapsed to the ground with a big laugh.
"Pufff-!" Afeng just froze as Amanda squirted back all the water.
What?
The only question in mind.
WHAT?
***
The Emperor's room is as quiet as ever.
The emperor does not speak out of anger, and the child perhaps out of fear? No, there was something odd and it was pretty quiet. His eyes are as soulless as a dead person.
Enraged, the emperor didn't want to approach the boy, knowing how destructive this side of him was, he stayed far away.
Even at dinner or not, he would be on the table, but he did not come down to the table. He was just trying to calm his nerves by doing all the paperwork in his room.
Time was moving very slowly. The sun was slowly reaching the horizon.
The Emperor rose from the table for a moment and finally left the room. A hot bath may have calmed his anger and loosened it.
***
Jian was silent. Why did he act without thinking? He just felt like his body was being taken over by something.
He looked at the magic he had cast on his hands to avoid being recognized even if he was seen. He could easily transform into his adult form thanks to this. Clearly this was the 'Index' that would appear in the future. This spell is also based on the historical past, it is said to be a spell that was revealed by considering the logic of the emperor Huajin and the books he wrote. But at this time this magic still does not exist.
It was slowly getting dark, but the room's lights were never turned on. There was an unusually depressive atmosphere.
-To be continued-