“Madam, you were amazing!
You are amazing today as always!”
“How fierce!
To deliberately spread his aggressive aura knowing that Our Lady is waiting!”
“They try to scare us, but our Lady is unaffected!
Ha, these monsters are trying to crush the witches!”
'What is this?
What misunderstanding is this?
'I was about to faint from fear.'
I felt extremely exhausted, but my body was not under my control yet.
I started walking somewhere, and these people followed me like shadows as they fawned over me with words of praise.
Their chatter seemed lively.
From their words, I understood that they were witches, and their relationship with the former man was very bad.
My chills increased.
So, this is like the setting of the novel Tyrant Emperor?
In Tyrant Emperor, the relationship between mages and awakened people was at its worst.
If that man is the Emperor, the hero of the story, then Duchess Hilaria, the villain and his rival...
'It means it's me!'
This cannot be true.
A monster killed me in a portal explosion, and I opened my eyes in a novel?
Huh, is this possible?
As I walked amidst their cheers to a luxurious door, their praise of their Lady continued.
“Rest, ma'am!”
“We will visit you in the afternoon!”
Knock, I closed the door and entered.
I saw a large room but it was very dry.
Maybe someone's office.
And finally:
“Ah!”
I regained control of my body.
I immediately fell to the ground.
“Is this really inside a novel?
Did I die?”
Remembering that moment made my teeth chatter and my shoulders tremble.
That pain was not an illusion.
I died horribly.
But…
I remembered a memory like a dream.
Those are the keywords I saw before I opened my eyes here.
It's like a game, right?
Yes, there was a status window.
I have to check if this is real.
“Status window...”
Oh, what an embarrassment!
I screamed internally without a sound.
In the novels, it seemed normal when the heroes said it, but the reality is different.
How do they say this on a daily basis?
Fortunately, I wasn't hallucinating.
The window I saw appeared, this time in black letters:
[Welcome to the world of “Tyrant Emperor’s Heart Has Been Engraved” of your choice.]
'This is crazy, I wasn't wrong.'
“I really died and woke up in a novel.”
A favorite novel is fun to read, but being inside it?
Should I laugh or cry?
Below the window was the word “Personal.”
The rest of the options were closed with ??? signs.
I clicked on “Personal,” and the text changed:
[Hilaria Dayne la Ariel Duchess (21)]
My information.
'Ah, damn it.'
I tore my hair out.
It's all good.
Incarnation in a novel, that's okay.
But why did you portray me as an evil character who dies in the middle of the story?
I want to live.
I wished to live clearly, so what is this?
Am I escaping the original story now?
Suddenly, the status window changed as if mocking my thoughts:
[Achievement accomplished!
You have opened the status window.
Bonus: Starting entry into the original story.
You can't get out of the story.]
As if to say that escape is impossible.
[Sudden mission!
You, the venerable leader of the wizards, Duchess Ariel, are one of the pillars of the story.
Don't let anyone find out you're not the real Duchess Ariel until you get the title of ????.
Success: stable happiness
Failure: death of the soul]
I frowned hard.
'What, crazy?'
Kuagwang!
“A second-rate monster, Your Majesty!
Move forward.
We will burn the monsters behind!”
At the knight's shout, Emperor Caesis slowly raised his strength, feeling a familiar headache that he hated.
‘Huh.’
Without any expression of the pain ripping through his head, Caesis stabbed with an ice spear.
“Keek!”
Green blood splattered.
"Yes!"
“Aim for the legs!”
After stabbing the heart of a mantis-like monster, the Awakened Knights attacked its arms and legs as ordered.
Diverse abilities shined brilliantly.
The monster lost his balance and fell to the right.
With the sound of the fall, dirty dust filled the cave.
Caesis made an ice shield to repel the dust, and he saw his knights smiling despite their dirt.
His knights, the Emperor's Swordsmen, who would die if their inhuman powers exploded.
“Your Majesty, the other monsters have been treated.
Are we preparing to withdraw?”
Caesis nodded slowly to the bowing loyal knights.
Maybe they don't know.
The unbridled force resembled icy shards cutting into his lungs with every breath.
The power of the awakened person running through his blood causes pain as if it were tearing his heart and flesh apart.
Because he is exceptionally powerful and awakened, and because he does not have a suitable guide.
Awakened people who slay monsters with their mystical abilities need mentors to calm their unruly powers.
But none of the guides gave him eternal rest or peace.
Their powers were always insufficient, neither quenching his thirst, nor relieving his burning or freezing pain.
Casey sneered.
Maybe his bad mood comes from enduring the pain that tears his flesh with every breath.
And he will reach his limit soon.
“Your Majesty, a Grade A guide is waiting for you.
One of the three who calmed you down earlier.
Should I bring him?”
The Knight Commander spoke cautiously.
Casey remembered the three who had fainted while trying to calm him down, and he felt upset.
When he sees other awakened people holding their guides' hands and smiling like babies in their cradle, he finds it funny.
Most of the guides who held his hand fainted or screamed in terror.
So, the guides always approached him in fear.
Like a monster, a very disturbing feeling.
So…
'That woman.'
Casey had one woman he could call that.
Hilaria Dayne La Ariel.
His rival and enemy.
The young leader of the Magic Tower, who has a longstanding feud with the imperial family who leads the Awakened.
She was annoying and disgusting, but she wasn't afraid of him, and that didn't bother him.
But today was different.
As if a thorn was stuck in his throat, he remembered what happened:
'How dare she grab me by the collar?'
This was not her nature.
He didn't want to admit it, but at that moment, wasn't Caisis surprised either?
Especially her wonky red eyes, they were inteny strange.
'funny.
Why am I thinking about that woman?'
He felt usual discomfort.
“Your Majesty!
They have brought the waiting guide!
Your Majesty, sit down.
Do you want water?”
"Be quiet."
He felt a ringing in his ears.
He frowned, covering his ears, and the knights began to complain.
“Sorry, sorry.”
As his heart beat, a cold chill spread through his veins.
Power affected by emotions caused more pain.
As if his head would split open.
"Yes."
“Your Majesty, don’t faint!
Where is the guide?”
He clearly saw the tension around him as he frowned furiously.
From among the crowd, a thin, frozen guide approached:
“Your Majesty, I will calm you down...”
He was shaking like a leaf in the wind as he held his hand carefully.
He was scared, upset, and clearly wanted to escape.
His lips twisted.
The leaking power increased his parched thirst.
It did not succeed in warming the cold that was tearing his heart apart.
“Oh, sorry, Your Majesty.
Just a little…”
While Kaysis was suffering from lack of strength, the guide was feeling tired and screaming.
As if he was enduring something disgusting.
Because their compatibility was very bad.
A bitter laugh came out.
What does he do?
This is the case of Kaysis.
Today, too, he longed like a hungry beast for a rest that would not come.
Comfort has to be there somewhere.
But it doesn't come close, an unfair relief.
Somehow a week passed.
Today, I'm used to acting like an annoying duchess to maintain control of my body.
After my collapse in the meeting with the Emperor, I looked in the mirror to gather my strength:
“What is this?
A meeting of nobles every three days?”
During the week, I organized my thoughts.
Of course…
I wanted to live.