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The Tyrant’s Cherished Flower

At the ripe age of 119, the legendary war veteran, Kalliste Vespera, finally entered her eternal slumber. However, it seemed that even death was not meant for someone like her. Opening her eyes, she found herself in a strange land. A world where magic, knights, demons and monsters existed. Soon enough, she realised that she somehow entered the world of a war fantasy-romance novel that she used to read as a child. The strange part was that, she was someone who never existed in the book. Given a new life, she now had the chance to correct her past mistakes, and live the life that she had always wanted. However, destiny had other plans. *** “You only belonged to me! I can lose everything, but you would never escape me. I would make sure that even your soul would be binded with mine!” *** “I almost lost you twice. This time, until the last star in the vast sky dies, I would never let you go!” *** “If I am given another chance, I would choose you. Even in a thousand lifetimes. A thousand worlds, and in every versions of reality. I would always find, and choose only you.” *** “What in the world is wrong with them? I just wanted to enjoy my second life so leave me alone!”

Daoistxn98by · Fantasy
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25 Chs

21: Rowan’s Outbursts

"She died while trying to rescue you from the clutches of that creature."

Though the man's voice was only a hushed whisper, it sounded like thunder in Rowan's ears. His eyes widened as his grip slowly losened. He quickly took a step back, his mind still processing what the man had said.

After awhile, he finally got a grip of himself.

"No. You're lying! She's not dead. She can't be dead!" Rowan clenched his fists, his face contorted in an uncontrollable rage.

"You're lying!" A loud scream forced its way out of Rowan's mouth. It was as if his soul unleashed his inner demon. At that moment, it felt like all of his frustrations and rage turned into black confetti.

His fists clenched tighter, as his expression darkened.

With a blink of an eye, Porteur found himself pinned on the ground. Opening his eyes, he saw the boy on top of him. His gaze went through him like a blast of freezing ice. It made his muscles stiffened. The boy looked like a little devil at the moment.

Porteur tried to move, however, the boy's power instantly suppressed him into submission. The grip on his neck tightened, choking the air out of his lungs.

"Tell me she's not dead! My Kalliste is not dead!" Rowan once again roared in anger. His eyes would sometimes glow crimson.

"I apologise, My Prince. But it was the truth! She died while trying to save you from the creature!" Porteur managed to respond in between the small ragged gasp that escaped his throat.

As the seconds passed by, Porteur could feel that his Esophagus slowly closed. However, he could not do anything, but wait for death to claim his life.

"She is not dead!"

The boy's exclamation with a fiery wrath and disdain was the last thing that Porteur heard before he was totally consumed by the darkness.

When Rowan felt that the man was no longer moving, he finally let him go before walking out of the room. He had no idea where to go. He just let his feet led the way.

Soon enough, he found himself in the forest that was located just behind the palace.

"Ah! Kally!" Without any hesitation, he screamed on top of his lungs.

Just as he did, dark aura suddenly enveloped him. It grew stronger and stronger as the seconds passed by.

After awhile, the land beneath his feet trembled. It was immediately followed by loud explosions that could be heard throughout the entirety of the forest.

"What's going on?" Captain Barrion who was within the vicinity was alarmed. At first, he thought a demonic creature was at work. However, the absence of any portal that could lead to his suspicions made him thought otherwise.

Glenn, who was beside his Captain at the time finally noticed the dark aura that rushed out in the middle of the forest, shouted in shock.

"Captain! Over there!"

Somir was taken aback by Glenn's sudden outburst. As soon his eyes laid upon the familiar power, a cold chill rushed down his spine as he watched how the terrifying dark aura engulfed a large part of the forest.

Only one person crossed his mind at that moment. "My Prince!"

Without any second thoughts, he quickly rushed towards the direction of the forest.

"Captain! Where are you going?" Glenn shouted as he followed his superior, albeit unwillingly.

Soon enough, the two finally found the source of the commotion.

Their eyes widened like saucer plates when they saw how the initially calm Prince now emitted a horrifying and overwhelming mana that looked like it was about to erupt.

"What in the…" Glenn trailed off, having sensed that the power was almost matchless. It seemed that a powerful demon awakened after endless years of slumber.

Meanwhile, Somir's heart pounded like crazy. He saw nothing, but darkness. Just one glance was all it took for him to know the boy's unstable state. The Prince's expression darkened even more as the seconds passed by. His mood made his mana even more aggressive as it grew even stronger, frightening the two of them.

"Crack!" Even the land to where they stood could not withstand the raw power as a massive crater appeared.

Glenn was left aghast, and he shouted in horror, "Captain! We have to do something!"

"How? Who could stop him?" Somir bellowed. At that moment, he felt powerless against the rampaging prince. However, his safety was now his responsibility.

"Damn it! I'll try." Somir took a deep breath. He quickly made up his mind, and slowly approached the boy, being mindful to the distance between them. However, before he could even say anything, a loud bang suddenly resounded in the area.

The powerful force slammed into him. Though he unleashed his own mana to block the force, it was futile. Somir was blown several meters away. He spat out a lot of blood even before landing on the cold ground.

"Captain! Are you alright?" Glenn quickly

came and helped him up.

Somir was pale, but he managed to

nod.

Seeing his Captain's situation made Glenn alarmed. His Captain was amongst the strongest Imperial Captains, however, he did not even have the opportunity to get close to the Prince.

With another loud crash, all of the trees in the area split in half.

"What is happening here?"

Another loud voice resonated in the area. Somir gave out a breath of relief when he saw his fellow Captain, Geoffry Verne. The personal knight of the Emperor himself.

"Captain Verne! Am I glad to see you!"

"I'll give it a shot." Eyeing the Prince, Geoffry took a deep breath as he whispered, "Energy Barrier!" His body instantly lit up bluish, bordering silver.

At that moment, he channeled his ultimate defence to its limits.

He slowly walked closer to the Prince while talking at the same time, "Your Highness, please steady your emotions…" He did not even finished his sentence when an even more powerful force assaulted him. However, he managed to compose himself as strands of fury lightning gushed out to protect him while he walked forward.

"Buzz!"

However, it did not even take long before an overwhelming force came crashing down on him. He did not gave up though and continued to close the gap. Alas, even his most powerful defence could do nothing against the might of the Prince's power.

"Gah!" With an ear splitting scream, Verne's barrier instantly shattered like a fragile piece of glass. Crimson liquid immediately seeped out of his mouth, eyes and ears. His instant regeneration was now unable to heal his wounds at all.

"Captain Verne, no!" Glenn was astounded. This man was a level 7 Knight, and was considered to be the strongest amongst the six Imperial Captains. However, he was also helpless against the Prince.

'Was this the true power of the Imperial Family?' He could only look at the Prince with wide eyes and gaping mouth.

"Bang!" Ultimately, Captain Verne was blown away in a much worse fashion than Barrion. He flew out of their sight like a shooting star.

"What now?" Glenn was now blanched with fear. He had no idea what could happen if this continued.

"Bang!" With another thunderous sound, a massive part of the land slowly cracked.

Somir's expression immediately hardened when he saw the damage. He understood that their meagre powers was not enough to stop the Prince on his outbursts. "We have to to leave now, or we would be dead even before we knew it." Somir gritted his teeth. This was a hard decision for him.

Glenn stared at the Prince who was now a few meters above the ground. "What about the Prince?" Though he tried to control it, the worry in his voice was recognisable.

"Step back and let me handle this!"

Despite the commotion, another voice resounded in the area. The two gave out a long breath of relief when they saw the Emperor walking towards them. Two of the six Captains were also present. However, their relaxed state screamed that they were only here to watch.

Meanwhile, as soon as the Emperor saw the Prince, he narrowed his eyes. 'Is it happening? But why now? It's still too early!' he thought to himself. His face turned serious.

"Leave us!"

At the Emperor's command, all of them they turned to run. Nobody dared to linger around as they would not be able to survive the aftermath even if they were stronger.

When the group was out of sight, the Emperor took another deep breath and slowly approached his son. However, the same thing happened to him. The moment he was within reach, a bone-crushing sound came about. Blood immediately stained his majestic robe as Rowan's invincible and uncontrollable power began to grind him down.

While facing with the Prince's wrath, the Emperor finally shouted, "Flame Barrier!" Just then, the nine mana rings that circled his heart shone brightly. It quickly engulfed his body with a sparking radiance that served as an armour to protect him from the force. With it, he finally ambled towards the boy. With every step, his own mana expanded far and wide.

The whole area lit up under his control. He was left with no choice, but to seal an enpansive part of the forest before restoring his consciousness.

With only a glance, he understood that the boy was in a state of spiritual emptiness. Ordinary words would not be able to reach him, so he had to use another method of communication.

When the Emperor was finally within an arms length, he closed his eyes as he tried to reach the Prince's soul. Whatever he was going through right now, he had to somehow connect with him through the ocean of memories that he did not want to remember. To let him see all the vicissitudes of his life, both his ups and downs. Joys and even his deepest sorrows.

The Emperor clenched his firsts and gritted his teeth when his worst memories returned. A past that he long buried deep within his mind. However, he had no choice. The connection of feelings was the most effective method of communication, even without uttering a single word.

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Meanwhile, the group could only watch from afar.

The Emperor's mana seal made the forest looked like an impregnable fortress.

After seeing this move, Glenn emotionally commented, "The Imperial Family was really on a whole different level!" He was astonished. There were a lot of gossips and stories about how powerful the Emperor was, however, this was the first time that he actually saw him in action.

The three Captains were actually worried about their Emperor. Though they have no doubts about His Majesty's strength, it was just that the Prince's power was terrifying.

They all held their breaths as they waited for any improvement.

After awhile, Glenn finally lost his patience and muttered under his breath, "Will His Majesty be alright?"

"Are you implying that His Majesty was weak?" Joel Creighton, the Captain of The Order of the Shadows, snapped back at Glenn.

Glenn's eyes widened upon realization of what he just said. He quickly corrected his words. "I apologize, Captain Creighton. I am only afraid of the uncontrolled magnitude that slumbered within the Prince's body. It would be difficult to calm him down without harming him."

Before Captain Creighton could answers, a loud buzz came about and the Emperor's mana slowly died down, revealling the state of the forest. Compared to earlier, the damage was far worse that the place was almost unrecognizable.

"Oh, no! His Majesty!" Without any second thoughts, they all rushed forward.

What they saw made their eyes widened in disbelief. The Emperor slumped over the hard ground with blood everywhere on his body. There were countless wounds on his figure, making him looked like a broken piece of ceramic. It seemed that he would fall apart with a gentle touch. His complexion was also pale.

The two Captains hurriedly rushed over and asked with concern in their voices, "Your Majesty! Are you alright?"

The Emperor feebly opened his eyes. "At the very least, I won't die!"

The two gave out a breath of relief when they heard his joke.

Meanwhile, Somir and Glenn found the Prince who was now lying unconscious on the ground. "Your Majesty! Is he better now?"

At this time, Rowan no longer emitted any mana, and slept peacefully. From the feint smile on his, it seemed that he was having a good dream.

'Who would have thought that a small child that was barely ten years old housed such an overwhelming amount of power within his body?' Somir whispered to himself. He did not dared to speak it out loud.

"Take him back to his palace. I am afraid that he would not be able to wake up anytime soon. Barrion, keep a close eye on him, and notify me should you see something out of ordinary." The Emperor glanced at his son and sighed.

Though the group was curious about what happened earlier, no one dared to ask.

"Let's go," the Emperor said before walking away.

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When Rowan came to be, he was already on his own bed, with Somir standing like a statue near the door.

"My Prince. Thank goodness you are finally awake!" The Captain was instantly by the Prince side.

Though he tried his best to hide it, Rowan noticed the rise on the pitch of his voice. He also stumbled over his words.

"Why am I still alive?" Rowan asked casually, as though it was a normal question.

"Do not say that, My Prince! Of course you are alive!" Somir's eyebrows instantly drew together, and the skin between them wrinkled.

Looking at the motionless and stoic expression of the boy, the events from the forest rewinded in his mind. Just the thought of it made his skin crawled and his bones rattled. All of his muscles screamed of an unseen horror.

"How long was I out?" Rowan asked in a monotone voice. His face now devoid of any emotions.

"It has been over a week."

"A week, huh?" Rowan muttered halfheartedly. At that moment, it felt like he lost his appetite for everything. His whole being just could not accept the fact that the girl was already gone. Though they only knew each other for a short while for him, it felt like he lost his other half. A very dear friend that lost her life just to save him.

At that moment, it was like the remaining colours in his life became an endless darkness.

"Somir Borrion. Go and request a formal meeting with His Majesty in my stead."

Upon hearing his voice, a cold chill immediately ran down Somir's spine. He quickly blinked, thinking that it was only an illusion, however, he was wrong. In front of him was still the Prince, but something in him changed. He could not even see a small hint of emotions on his face, and the dangerous glint in his eyes made his guts screamed for him to stay away.

Even the air around the boy completely changed. It was as if he was in the presence of a deadly predator.

"What are you waiting for? Go!"

"Ah! Y-yes, My Prince!" Without saying another word, Somir quickly scrambled towards the door, almost tripping in the process.

Meanwhile, Rowan finally got out of his bed. Ignoring the throbbing in his head, he ambled towards the large, open window. The first thing that he saw were the leaves that fell to the ground, indicating the beginning of a new season.

'Autumn,' he thought.

A bittersweet smile etched on his face as he watched the magnificent rays of the sun that now graced over the horizon. This season used to be his favourite. For him, Autumn perfectly represented his personality. Not too cold, but not too hot either. However, it was now in the past. Even the warmth of the autumn sun could no longer melt his now frozen heart.

"My Kally. What have you done? Was it worth it to give your life just to save mine? Why must fate be this cruel to me?" Gently touching the window panel, a tear slid down his face. Though a part of him wanted to believe that she was still alive, the endless setbacks as well as the grief continued to slap him back to the harsh reality.

She took away his heart and a part of his soul with her death. Being with her for a short while was the happiest days in his life, and he would not trade it for anything in the world.

"You would remain in my heart and mind forever, My Kalliste. Please guide me from wherever you are." Wiping the tears on his face, he took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, they were no longer the innocent eyes of a child. In them, was the eyes of a vicious tyrant, ready to butcher his enemies on the battlefield. He remained motionless as he stared at the horizon with a stoic face.

Crack!

Just as the sound of a loud crack echoed in the room, Somir entered.

"My Prince. Your meeting with His Majesty has been granted. You may now see His Majesty anytime," Somir announced before slightly bowing his head.

However, he heard no response from the Prince. Looking up, he saw him standing still like a statue.

"My Prince? Is everything alright?" He tried to ask.

It took a few minutes before Rowan spoke. "Tell me, Captain Barrion. What would happen if I killed the Queen?"

"If you killed the Queen, then you would be put in prison for treason. Stripped out of your title as a the Prince, or worse, be killed by Gallotin in front of all the citizens of the Empire…" as soon as the words escaped his lips, Somir's eyes widened in realisation. He snapped his head towards the boy and saw that he was now looking straight at him. Those gaze felt like it we t straight through his soul.

"My Prince, please do not joke like that. The walls have ears. What do we do if someone heard what you just said?" Somir blurted in a panicked voice. Walking towards the door, he quickly inspected if there was someone outside. He only sighed a breath of relief when he made sure that the area was clear.

"My Prince. Please be mindful of you… where is he?" He did not get to finish his sentence when he could not see the Prince to where he stood. It seemed that he just vanished in the air.

"I sure hope that you are only joking, My Prince." He sighed. He could only lament on his fate.

Somir was about to go out when he finally noticed something. Walking towards the window, his eyes widened when he saw that the wall around it had a massive crack.

'How in the world?'

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Meanwhile, the Queen was having her breakfast on her private garden. She had a smile on her face as she slowly ate her favourite food. She was actually enjoying the fact that Rowan was in a coma due to mana depletion. Her only wish for now is that the boy never wake up.

Suddenly, she felt a familiar surge of mana behind her. Her face instantly soured as she slowly put her fork down. A forced smile etched on her face.

"Are you just going to stand there and not greet your mother, Prince Rowan?"