I Became the Father of a Degenerate Emperor

Episode 1. The emperor wants to live.

Episode 1. The emperor wants to live.

“Tits! Snapchat Tweet!”

Early in the morning when the birds are chirping cheerfully.

I woke up on the spacious bed.

Sug-

I really like the soft texture that touches the skin.

What kind of bed was so comfortable, it was to the point where I had the illusion that I was floating on a cloud.

However, the numb left leg is as unpleasant and unpleasant as a fish thorn caught in the throat.

A lot of dazzling sunlight streamed in through the wide-open windows, and the blue curtains fluttered like the hem of a woman’s skirt.

After a while, a warm breeze blew and gently caressed my cheek.

I spent quite a while enjoying the tickling feeling.

For a moment, I had the absurd illusion that the emperor’s life wouldn’t be all that bad, but I was awakened by the thought of Count Desapio, who had been decapitated.

The moment I raise my upper body, the pain suddenly strikes in the entire left side of my body, and I groan spontaneously.

“Yes.”

It wasn’t that painful, but it was strangely stimulating, so I had no choice but to flinch. It was just that kind of pain.

Actually, it didn’t hurt that much if I didn’t move.

I looked around the room as I always do every morning.

The emperor’s bedroom elegantly decorated with splendid patterns and golden decorations. A famous painting was also painted on the ceiling.

“Emperor… ….”

Yes. I possessed the emperor in the novel.

I’ve been here for about a month now. I still feel a little bewildered.

Perhaps the emperor’s soul had remained in his body, and there were no problems with his language, tone, or behavior.

It wasn’t too difficult to pretend to be the real emperor as he even sparsely recalled the memories the physical owner possessed.

The world in this novel I possess is a fantasy world where Aura and Mana exist.

Somewhere on the vast continent, where humans have not yet reached, there are plenty of monsters.

In addition to that, there are many different races, and the demons who hate humans and the demon king who reigns over them are probably only looking for opportunities with their eyes open.

I stood up from my seat, supported by my arms.

The momentary pain surged through me, and I bit my molars tightly.

Then, limping, he headed in front of the full-length mirror.

“Hmm.”

The man in the mirror was indeed a tremendous young man.

The actual age is around thirty. They already have three sons, and they look no more than twenty years old.

If there’s one problem, it’s that there’s only one expression.

Perhaps his face had hardened, and he was unable to show any emotion other than a solemn expression.

Golden blonde hair, distinct features.

And the red eyes are as red as those of the demon beast.

If it wasn’t for the stiff expression like a mask, it was a warm-hearted appearance that made the viewer smile naturally.

To be able to die such a miserable death with such an outstanding appearance.

I feel so sorry for that fact. Every morning when I look in the mirror, a meaningless lament comes out.

Sureuk-

When I take off my top, I can see the hideous changed skin.

The left side of the body, from the tip of the foot to the lower collarbone, is a terrible sign of poisoning.

The dark, rotten, dry skin is quite annoying.

Of course, it probably wasn’t like this from the beginning.

The emperor I possessed was originally the strongest sword master in the empire.

The body, which had been trained to the extreme, had only scars from rigorous training and fierce battles.

But now he is addicted to the extreme poison called paralysis.

In the area eroded by miasma, whenever I moved, the pain that seemed like being pricked with a needle suddenly came.

It’s pretty bearable. I’m pretty used to it now, but it was really hard at first.

Madok’s harm did not end there.

The muscles in the poisoned area lost their vitality and shriveled up, causing one leg to limp, and the mana circulation in the body was broken, so it was no longer usable.

To make matters worse, as time goes by, the poison energy is rising upwards.

In the novel, the miasma eventually invades the brain.

The emperor, who lost his temper due to that, ended up killing the empress with his own hands.

Having done such a thing, it would have been only natural for his son to kill his father and become the immoral emperor.

I still can’t believe that I entered the body of such a person.

Fortunately, he knew how to make an antidote.

However, as usual, several problems remained that hindered the manufacture of the antidote.

The first was the situation I was in right now.

Since the situation in the empire is rapidly deteriorating, there are many issues that need to be dealt with urgently.

So I didn’t have time to go get the ingredients.

That said, it wasn’t that there were people he could trust to run errands.

The second difficulty was that the difficulty of acquiring the materials was too high. The value is also valuable, but the rarity was too high.

Furthermore, even if the manufacturing was successful, there was still a downside to taking it consistently for quite a long time.

Damn it.

In fact, not too long ago, I thought about running away alone.

But now, the emperor I’m possessing has lived too many times pretending to be him.

As soon as word spreads that you have escaped, those with a grudge will send countless assassins.

In a word, a dilemma.

I got into a situation where I couldn’t do this or that.

I stayed up all night for days and nights, thinking over and over again.

Then I finally came to a conclusion.

If this or that is difficult, I decided that it would be best to just go straight ahead.

That straight attack method is to correct the things that the real emperor ruined, even now.

My goal was to maintain a close relationship so that the princes would never kill me, and to run the country well so as not to give the rebels a justification.

I am deeply regretful that it would have been much easier if I had known the identity of the Immoral Emperor.

But in the novels I read, there was no mention of which of the three princes was the immoral emperor.

In the main story, it was written only as Kratus V, the immoral emperor. By the way, now I am Kratus IV.

In the side story that focused on the father of Emperor Paryun, all three princes ended up without being appointed as crown princes.

Anyway, the one who will kill me is definitely one of the three.

“Haa… ….”

When I think of the things I have to do in the future, I feel infinitely helpless.

As a powerless emperor of a dying empire, without any side or even money, he must accomplish great achievements worthy of the founding of a nation.

At this rate, the real emperor might suddenly die miserably one day while cleaning up the sh*t he had packed here and there.

But I read this novel three times.

Since you’ve been through the vast amount of side stories that are comparable to the main story, you know the contents of the novel in great detail.

A lot of secrets buried in the past and even what will happen in the future.

At this point, I am the only person in the world who knows such things.

So things might be easier than I thought.

First of all, it is to solve the easy things step by step.

First, I have to get close to the children who will kill me in the future. Of course, he would have to be nice to the empress.

A father and son close like friends. And a happy family.

That is my goal.

Then you will surely avoid your predestined death.

But I don’t think it’s that easy to get close to the princes.

Just by looking at those eyes, you can easily guess that the relationship is worse than that of an enemy.

It will probably take a long time.

The most important thing in any difficult situation is to just take a step and see.

It doesn’t help anything if you’re trapped in troubles with no answers and just tremble with anxiety.

So, even this morning, I should start with a family meal.

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Dalgrak- Dalgrak-

The three princes are diligently slicing steak.

Except for the first one, it seems that they are not used to cutting meat yet.

Anxiety and wariness filled with hopeless eyes.

All three of them were watching me unknowingly in the middle of cutting the meat.

Sometimes, a hint of contempt is shown in his expression and eyes.

He hates me terribly.

The empress sits next to her and silently slices steak with a calm expression.

Esteel Bright.

The injured arm appears to have fully recovered.

Of course, she too, and her attitude toward me didn’t look much different from the princes.

He used to keep a restrained posture, but he kept glancing at me.

Seeing him hurriedly avoiding eye contact in case our eyes met, he looked very uncomfortable.

Beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

Obviously, I’m afraid.

In the novel, the emperor constantly abused the empress and princes.

He threatened, threatened, and even wielded violence without hesitation.

Judging from their nervous reactions, they must have suffered for at least several years before I became possessed.

I think I thought too much.

I didn’t know that their trauma was this deep, probably because I only read it in writing.

Belatedly regretting that I should have taken a more leisurely approach.

“Hmm.”

With one clear cough, the four people cutting the steak stop at once.

I feel like I’m choking my breath because of the excessively high tension. Wouldn’t it be the first thing to do with me?

“Enjoy your meal.”

I tried to throw a word lightly to relieve the tension, but the princes cut harder with an urgent expression.

Perhaps he misunderstood my words as a command to eat quickly.

Dal-dal-grak-dal-grak-

In the meantime, the youngest guy, who is having a hard time cutting meat, caught my eye.

He is only seven years old, small in size and weak in strength. I’m not used to holding a knife and fork yet.

At that moment, a good idea came to my mind.

What if I cut the youngest’s steak myself?

Perhaps he would be grateful?

Maybe this was a good opportunity to earn points for the princes.

If you’re lucky, your hostility toward me might be slightly lessened.

I immediately put that idea into action.

“Serve the steak here.”

Unexpectedly, a stern voice came out. Even the way he spoke was extremely cold.

I couldn’t even feel the slightest trembling on my face, so my expression must have been very cold as usual.

To sum it up, the situation appears to be robbing meat while threatening with a scary expression.

“Uh uh…… Sobbing… ….”

As expected, the frightened youngest suddenly started crying.

I am also perplexed. At most, it was all about cutting the meat instead.

The youngest guy came running towards me, even shedding his tears.

Then he handed me a plate with his trembling hand, and then ran out, wiping away his tears with both of his hands.

If you leave it as it is, you will become the world’s trash dad who kicked out your seven-year-old son from even having breakfast.

It is self-evident, like watching a fire, that the grudge that has already piled up will deepen.

What if the youngest boy is going to become the immoral emperor?

– You kicked me out of breakfast. You took my steak, so I’ll make you a steak.

I’m sure he said that.

Minced and cooked like meat…….

It will give you a very painful death.

So we have to deal with this situation somehow.

I quickly spoke to the second.

“Bring him back.”

I just said that, but the second guy also gets up from his seat with a teary face.

He probably thought I was going to do something bad to my brother.

As soon as the second disappeared from sight, the empress put down her knife and fork.

Tak!

And then a quiet voice.

“If this is the case, why not kill me and the princes that day?”

An upright posture that never loses its dignity even when angry or afraid.

Despite shaking hands, the voice was still steady.

But that contradictory calmness seemed to stab my heart with something sharp.