Building A Human Empire By Creating A Clan [EN]: Chapter 70

Cough, cough…

The old man chuckled, the sound punctuated by a fit of coughs.

“So? You brought your former fiancé home? And you’ve more or less locked up your current fiancé, whose hand is sporting a rather impressive hole, in a carriage? You truly are your mother’s daughter.”

The old man was Lord Roesene, Yulia Roesene’s father.

The Marquis was bedridden, suffering from a severe illness that manifested in constant coughing.

Yulia wore a troubled expression as she looked at her father, who was now frighteningly thin.

“And you… you’ve really changed. Quite a bit.”

However, his eyes were clear and sharp, betraying no sign of the illness that ravaged his body.

“It’s as if another being has taken over. Wouldn’t you agree?”

I smiled, offering no direct answer.

The Marquis attempted to speak again but was interrupted by another violent coughing fit.

The force of the cough nearly propelled him upright, and he spat up phlegm streaked with blood.

“Father!”

“Your illness is indeed severe.”

“My time is near.”

The Marquis gasped between words.

“But, you believe you can cure me?”

I nodded.

“How? Do you even know the nature of this disease?”

“They call it the Emperor’s Curse.”

“Then there’s nothing more to discuss, is there? Their blood, which has poisoned my system, is slowly killing me. The only one capable of drawing it out is the Emperor himself, the master of all blood.”

The Marquis spoke with a tone of resignation, implying that nothing could be done.

“We’ll see about that.”

I glanced at the ring on my index finger.

The ring pulsed with a radiant red light, as if whispering secrets to me.

“I know everything about the Emperor, Marquis Roesene.”