Infinite Paradise
Chapter 63 - 53 But he gave way too much

Chapter 63: 53 But he gave way too much

"Caster, come, have some water to warm up."

"Guinevere, thank you, but I can take care of this sort of thing myself."

"Oh, let’s not stand on ceremony with each other."

In a small wooden hut, Caster and Guinevere were living a simple life like childhood sweethearts. Of course, if one ignored the stark reality and the shabby surroundings, it was quite pleasant. But the rumbling of their stomachs reminded them to pay attention to the little food they had.

"Damn, just a few sweet potatoes, how could this be enough to eat, really."

There were only four small sweet potatoes, each about the size of a fist. Guinevere carefully placed them near the fire to roast and then began to pout and complain.

Caster smiled and consoled her, "Actually, it’s not too bad. Given the weather, the village probably doesn’t have much food either. It’s good that we have something to eat."

"Uncle Gawain really, though, he’s your guardian and he should be looking after you. You know you are the future..."

"Shh!" Before Guinevere could finish, Caster hastily covered her mouth, then looked around cautiously until he was sure there was no movement outside. He then put his hand down and whispered, "Guinevere, we shouldn’t speak carelessly about that matter. And it’s not like you think with Uncle Gawain, he’s not taking special care of me but rather protecting me."

"Hehe, don’t worry, it’s so cold, everyone’s huddled inside warming up by the fire, no one will come over." Guinevere smiled nonchalantly, "Besides, it’s just us two here, it’s okay to talk and dream about the future... If you really become the Emperor in the future, Caster, what is the first thing you’d want to do?"

She deliberately lowered her voice as she spoke, and with the crackling sounds of the fire burning, she was not worried that their voices would carry.

"The Emperor?" Caster was stunned and then gave a bitter smile, shaking his head, "It’s not as simple as you make it sound. The old Emperor has passed away, a new Emperor has not been chosen, external threats haven’t been extinguished, internal strife hasn’t ceased, and the entire Empire is unstable. There are so many people eyeing the throne, and although I have a claim, I have no power or support."

"But Uncle Gawain is the one supporting you."

"That’s just Uncle Gawain, and besides..." As he said this, Caster looked down at himself, shook his head and said, "Guinevere, you know I can’t possibly become the Emperor."

"Why not? Just because you’re..." Guinevere didn’t finish her sentence, but then she laughed, "What’s the big deal, no one can tell from how you look now, and once you’re on the throne, no one will dare to scrutinize you, and no one will be able to uncover your identity."

"You make it sound so easy." Caster gave her a look, "Guinevere, do you know what is most important for an Emperor?"

Guinevere thought for a moment, "Benevolence?"

Caster shook his head.

"Martial strength?"

Caster still shook his head.

"Wisdom?"

He continued to shake his head.

After several wrong guesses, Guinevere pouted and didn’t want to guess anymore, "Then you tell me, what is it?"

"It’s progeny." Caster nodded affirmatively, "Even ordinary countries will not ignore royal lineage, let alone an Empire facing internal and external turmoil. No one wants the Sigma royal bloodline to end with this generation, but if I become Emperor, Guinevere, do you think anybody would marry me?"

Guinevere pointed to herself without hesitation and said, "Me."

"You?" Caster stared at her in disbelief.

"Yes, me." Guinevere smiled and nodded, "When you become Emperor, I’ll be your Queen. This way no one will suspect you. As for the issue of heirs, you don’t have to worry about that. Not all of Emperor Sigma’s descendants are just you, we could just adopt from another family if needed, then all the problems would be solved, right?"

Listening to Guinevere’s whimsical ideas, Caster was stunned.

Guinevere thought Caster didn’t believe her and looked serious, "Caster, don’t think I’m just talking nonsensically, I’m very serious. In fact, I had decided before we came out here, I’m going to support you to be the Emperor."

"Why... why?"

"Because you are Caster." Guinevere suddenly grasped the other’s hand, her expression more serious than ever, "Caster, you know that my parents and my kingdom were destroyed by Khorne’s minions. When I had nowhere to turn, it was you who protected me from the hands of those Demons. From that moment, I believed that you possess a courage and strength that no one else has, and I also believe that you can surely become a great Emperor. So, as long as you make up your mind to do it, I will support you. If anyone questions your identity, then I will become your Queen and make it so that no one can question you anymore!"

"But... Guinevere, wouldn’t this be too cruel for you?"

"Cruel? How could it be? I actually think being a Queen is a very relaxing affair. Not only do I not have to go to the front lines to fight, but I can also live a life being served every day. Maybe it’s me who has picked up the great bargain, hehe."

"You know that’s not what I mean... And if our secret is discovered, Guinevere, you will be sent to the stake accused of deceiving the world."

"I am not afraid. What about you, Caster?"

"I..."

Caster hesitated. Competing for the throne was originally his own matter, whether successful or not, he felt that as long as he tried his best, he would have no regrets. But when Guinevere entrusted her fate to him as well, he suddenly didn’t know how to respond.

"Ah!!"

Just as Caster was undecided, he saw Guinevere suddenly stand up and let out a piercing scream.

"My sweet potatoes!"

Caster was stunned and looked down to see four charcoal-black objects that were indistinguishable at the side of the kang, which was supposed to be their dinner for tonight. Obviously, they were no longer edible.

The two looked at each other, and both were on the verge of tears for a moment.

Thump thump thump—

Suddenly, a series of knocks on the door rang out.

The two were startled, fearing that their conversation had been overheard, until the knocking sounded again, and Caster asked, "Who... who is it?"

"Bro, it’s me, it’s so cold outside, let me in to warm up by the fire."

Bro?

Caster blinked, and then he remembered that it was Le Cheng’s voice.

"It’s that Pervert uncle!"

Guinevere also remembered, and she immediately shouted toward the door, "We have already gone to rest, we’re not entertaining guests today, you should go back to your own room to warm up by the fire."

"Is that so, that’s really too bad, I’ve found a lot of delicious food and wanted to share with my good bro. Well, since you don’t welcome me, then I’ll leave."

"Wait... wait a minute!"

Upon hearing this, Guinevere hurriedly ran forward, opened the door, and cracked it slightly, seeing Le Cheng standing at the doorway holding large and small bags. Although those bags looked odd, she could immediately tell that they contained edible food.

Gurgle!

Her stomach immediately protested embarrassingly.

Le Cheng looked at her with a smile, "Miss Guinevere, may I come in?"

"..."

Guinevere was about to loudly refuse, but she subconsciously touched her flat stomach... She had no choice; he had brought way too much!