Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 22.2
“Yes, that’s correct.”
The emperor looked troubled—but only for a moment. He soon smiled warmly and said,
“Still, as long as you will heal members of the royal family, that’s enough.”
From behind came the sound of people scoffing.
After all, in front of so many listeners, he had essentially said that only royal lives mattered. Who wouldn’t harbor murderous thoughts after hearing that?
“Your Majesty, once I’m married, I have no intention of using my abilities ever again.”
“W-What… why, for what reason?”
“Did you know that a healer’s abilities may negatively affect reproductive stability?”
“W-What did you say?”
The emperor widened his eyes as if hearing this for the first time.
In response, Cielo calmly continued.
“Your Majesty is aware that dominant Alphas and Omegas possess greater abilities than others. However, according to recent research… It has been revealed that the more dominant Omegas use their abilities, the more unstable their pheromones become, making it difficult to produce an heir. Even if conception occurs, it is often said that the child may not inherit any traits.”
“……”
“But the crown prince I am to marry is not dominant. So if you wish for him to gain dominant traits, you must listen to me.”
Of course, every word was a complete lie.
It was true that overuse of abilities could cause pheromonal instability, but it had no effect whatsoever on fertility. In fact, forcibly inducing heat usually increased the likelihood of conception—quite the opposite of what Cielo had claimed.
“Hmph…”
“What will you do, Your Majesty?”
It was pure nonsense with no credibility, but no one could prove it false. This world still lacked solid research on traits, and the only expert was Ryan.
“Hmm… Lord Doberman, is there any truth to this?”
As expected, the emperor turned to Ryan, who wasn’t far off.
“Yes, it’s true.”
At Ryan’s immediate reply, the emperor held his head and let out a deep sigh.
“This is troubling… very troubling… I hear that Pascius’s traits haven’t even manifested yet.”
“That’s correct. His traits haven’t emerged, so he can’t wield abilities like mine just yet.”
“…Then that won’t do. Still, I’ve heard that Pascius is showing early signs of manifestation. He will surely awaken. Esteban, you must fulfill your duties as royal healer until then.”
Got it.
“It pains me to postpone the joyous wedding, but if no one remains in the palace to save lives, it would indeed be a great problem. When Pascius’s traits manifest, that too will be worth celebrating—so we will delay the celebration until then.”
Hearing this, Cielo made a deliberately regretful expression—as if he were truly disappointed that the wedding wouldn’t happen right away.
“…I suppose it can’t be helped. If that is Your Majesty’s will, I shall obey.”
Cielo stepped back and bowed respectfully.
Just then, Eli, who had been silently listening, suddenly shouted.
“What kind of bullshit is this?! You expect me to wait around not knowing when that bastard will awaken?!”
The emperor’s eyes widened in surprise.
It wasn’t a private setting, he had just yelled at the emperor in front of nearly a hundred nobles and knights.
If taken seriously, it was grounds for harsh punishment.
Even if ignored, it would still become a huge scandal.
The emperor’s face turned red and blue in quick succession from anger.
“Silence yourself.”
“H-Hold on, Father! Didn’t you promise I could marry him?! I went to war because of that promise!”
“Eli!”
The emperor’s shout made Eli flinch, but he glared at Cielo like he wanted to kill him, then turned back toward the emperor.
Taking a deep breath, the emperor spoke again, pretending to stay calm.
“Esteban, your future spouse, speaks thoughtfully for the sake of an heir, yet you, the one who will lead this nation someday, still lack maturity. How can that be acceptable?”
“……”
“It seems you are unable to control your alpha urges. Once today’s banquet ends, go north to cool your head and cultivate your character.”
Eli looked like he had been wronged. But he couldn’t defy the emperor’s command, so though he ground his teeth, he could only reply:
“Yes, sir…”
In contrast, Cielo let out a deep breath of relief and silently cheered inside.
“I didn’t expect that to work.”
He had only intended to delay the wedding date, but thanks to Eli’s outburst, he had managed to send him far away.
At least two years.
Time enough for Oscar to come of age.
That alone was a huge victory.
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