Infinite Paradise
Chapter 134 - 97 Emperor Caster (4000 words seeking subscription)_2

Chapter 134: 97 Emperor Caster (4000 words seeking subscription)_2

Indeed, after living together for more than two years, Guinevere’s gratitude toward Caster gradually began to transform. The heart of the young girl started to harbor dreams and shyness. But, just as she decided to confess to Caster the day before, she accidentally uncovered the secret he had always hidden.

In the end, Guinevere’s first love quietly shattered.

Then, after some time spent in self-adjustment and self-consolation, Guinevere reconciled with her past self. As for Caster, he was completely oblivious to this, because his life now was different from before, having to support two people. He had to work harder than ever, also hoping that one day his efforts could bring a better life for him and Guinevere.

Years passed like this, and when they were both sixteen, a Catastrophe Messenger named Anna and the well-renowned second Knight of the Emperor’s Forbidden Army, Gawain, came to their obscure little town, bringing with them the last decree of Emperor Sigma. From that day on, Caster and Guinevere embarked on a path completely different from before.

Before that, Caster’s life could only be described as turbulent and wandering. Had he lived in the Imperial Capital or even a slightly bigger city, perhaps he wouldn’t have had to roam and could live in an orphanage of the Empire. Even more, after showing exceptional talent in swordsmanship, he might have had the chance to join the Knight’s training squad, becoming a member of the Empire’s forces.

However, the town he lived in was too small and remote. Even after he demonstrated strength far exceeding the local Knights, there were no avenues for advancement. Gawain and Anna only came to this small town because their original destination yielded no results, and only after hearing locals speak of a neighboring town did they decide to try their luck there.

Upon learning he was a descendant of Emperor Sigma, lost among the common people, Caster did not harbor any resentment for his past experiences. The world was like this, under the invasion of the Catastrophe Legion; too many people were just like him. Even the powerful Empire could not protect everyone.

However, faced with the invitation from Gawain and Anna, he felt very excited, not because he thought he would become Emperor—as he held no such expectation—but if he went to the Imperial Capital, he might become a Knight, making his strength useful. At the same time, he and Guinevere wouldn’t have to continue living in that cramped house; perhaps they could lead a better life.

Thus, carrying such beautiful hopes, they both boarded the train to the Imperial Capital.

What happened afterward was something Caster could never have imagined.

On the day he truly became the Emperor, compared to Guinevere’s elation, Caster felt an immense pressure and anxiety. After all, his predecessor, the world’s savior Sigma, was a figure who nearly single-handedly saved the world from despair. Now that he inherited that power, he had to at least not perform worse than him, right? But could he really do it?

Faced with this uncertain future, Caster was walking on thin ice, his heart filled with unease.

Unexpectedly, everyone in the Empire, both high and low, showed tolerance and patience toward him. The people of the Empire accepted and supported him as their Emperor. The Empire’s warriors respected him deeply. The Empress Dowager Morgan, who held significant power, gradually transferred her authority into his hands, slowly because he was not yet able to handle too many affairs. The Imperial Knights, who once seemed unattainable, were now teaching him with a mentor’s care.

Even the Princes and grandsons who missed the throne because of his arrival didn’t show any malice or dissatisfaction toward him.

Just like the stories described, the bloody and brutal power struggles of the royal family did not touch him at all.

To Caster, this was simply inconceivable.

But that was exactly what happened.

Of course, he was well aware that the reason behind this outcome was largely due to Le Cheng. It was Le Cheng who persuaded Morgan to support him unreservedly. It was Le Cheng who taught him the Rising Dragon Transformation, allowing him to inherit Sigma’s power. It was the divine force represented by Le Cheng that naturally commanded awe and obedience, silencing any opposition.

Even so, he could still feel the love and tolerance from the Empire and its representatives toward him. This gave him an unprecedented warmth, and from that moment on, he resolved that no matter what, he would protect everything about the Empire.

Not as Caster, but as the Emperor of the Empire!

Now, he had finally arrived on the battlefield. The Knights were fearlessly ready to protect him. However, the Emperor of the Empire didn’t need protection.

"May the Lord above grant protection to every warrior of the Empire!"

Caster suddenly cried out loud, and in the next moment, everyone was surprised to see a pale yellow light enveloping his body.

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

"This is the power of Gaia; just by silently invoking Gaia’s name in our hearts, the divine power will be with us. My comrades, although I am the Emperor, on the battlefield, everyone is equal. The Emperor of the Empire should never hide behind. So..."

Caster’s gaze quickly swept over the crowd and then he turned around, facing the enemies charging toward them at a distance, with his hand raised high.

"Charge with me!"

As the words fell, Caster leaped into the air.

His half-dragon half-human body endowed him with terrifying explosive power; with just one leap, he shot up like a cannonball into the sky, and after a few bounds, he had already plunged into the enemy ranks. His dragon tail swept across, and the formidable force sent enemies flying, while his razor-sharp dragon claws tore through their flesh like indestructible swords.

Charge with me...

This phrase instantly ignited countless memories.

Among the warriors present, even the oldest veteran was merely in his forties, their opportunities to fight alongside Emperor Sigma had been extremely limited, for they had enlisted when Sigma had already grown very old, while the younger warriors could only catch glimpses of the Emperor’s past valor through the battle records preserved by the Catastrophe Messengers.

Every time they fought, Sigma would be the first to rush forward, leading the invincible Emperor’s Forbidden Army to victory with a single war cry of "Charge with me."

And now, Caster, the Emperor himself, was also at the vanguard.

Ah, how strikingly similar!

At this moment, the warriors felt their blood boil with fervor.

Though they could not follow in the footsteps of the warriors of old, marching behind Emperor Sigma and achieving one glorious victory after another, they had their own Sigma.

"Follow in the footsteps of Emperor Caster, the entire army charges!"

Gawain was the first to snap back to reality, letting out a thunderous roar. In an instant, numerous sharp gazes were cast toward the enemy, and the fervor of battle surged through all the warriors, unstoppable and relentless.

"That’s more like it, as the Emperor of the Empire, how can one be merely protected?"

Le Cheng, in his tornado form, kept vigilant in all directions, and upon noticing Caster’s situation, he finally let out a breath of relief. Then he withdrew his gaze, looking toward the Catastrophe Legion swept up by his own winds, feeling the power was still lacking somewhat.

Though the tornado’s cutting power was fatal to most Miscellaneous Soldiers, it clearly wasn’t sufficient against Khorne’s elite troops and Great Demons, leaving only its containment effects.

Therefore, Le Cheng decided to spice things up.

"Hey, beauty over there, stop dawdling, give me a ring of fire... I’m talking to you, pigtails."

A Catastrophe Messenger with twin ponytails, while attacking the enemy with her proficient Fire Series Magic, suddenly heard someone’s voice. She looked up and saw countless Catastrophe Legion troops being swept over by a giant tornado, almost blowing right into her face.

"Blaze!"

The Catastrophe Messenger’s face paled with fright, and she almost fell from the sky.