Ascension to the throne
"Don't you like it?"
Alina: "..."
How could she possibly refute that? She couldn't refute it at all!
"Besides, didn't you already agree?"
With a slightly raised, cold, deep voice, Chu Yanbing looked down, her eyes filled with excitement and joy as she gazed at the two hands clasped together. The ice blue and crimson of the rings were especially striking under the changing light and shadow.
"Fine, you...you tricked me?"
Taking a hard breath, Alina suddenly looked up and bit the leopard's twitching ears as if to punish it.
"Hmm..." Her Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and her glistening eyes shone with an ambiguous light under the dim yellow light. Chu Yanbing lowered her voice and said, "So, have I trapped you, Lin'er?"
"..."
Alina turned her head away: She didn't want to talk to her.
...
"Alright, alright! You're trapped!"
His tone was inexplicably exasperated.
When that hissing sound reached Chu Yanbing's ears, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.
The moment of reverie was fleeting. Soon, the mirror, which was once filled with a life-sized elven girl, was replaced by a tiny elf, no bigger than the palm of a hand.
—A flower fairy with beautiful red wings.
The moment she transformed into a fairy, Alina felt inexplicably weightless, but she quickly picked up her previous experience and mastered the skill of flying in just a few seconds.
Wow! That feels so good!
It's a completely different feeling from flying with magic!
Alina thought with exceptionally bright eyes.
Just as she was about to fly out of the walk-in closet and into the more spacious master bedroom, she suddenly heard a familiar door opening sound.
'Ayan is back?'
She blinked her round little eyes, thought for a moment, and although she was still a little unsatisfied, she decisively transformed back into her elven form.
She thought to herself: This is the surprise she prepared!
"You're awake? Why didn't you have breakfast?"
Chu Yanbing, who hadn't seen anyone outside, quickly found Alina in the dressing room.
Looking up at the man in military uniform in front of her, Alina felt guilty: "Uh, I forgot."
"How many times has this happened already? Hmm?"
Picking up a clean dress from a clothes rack not far away, Chu Yanbing skillfully helped Alina change her clothes while gently questioning her.
Raising her arm, Alina heard the question and inexplicably tried to recall: 4 times? 3 times? Or 10 times?
No, no, why would she recall this?
It's not her fault, is it that she doesn't want to get up earlier?
In an instant, Alina felt righteous and self-assured.
"have no idea!"
Alina stood up, slightly annoyed, and straightened her neatly folded sleeves.
Seeing his partner's expression, Chu Yanbing knew that the other person was angry. Feeling guilty, he didn't say anything more, but simply led him to a chair not far from the master bedroom. At the same time, he used his mental tentacles to bring over the plate.
"It's my fault," Chu Yanbing said, bringing the fruit and vegetables to Alina's lips with a fork.
Alina raised an eyebrow. 'So?'
Are you going to switch to a vegetarian diet?
"So, next time I have official business, I will call you on time to remind you to eat."
'(ˉ▽￣～) Tch~~'
"Click, click~"
I thought you had some amazing enlightenment!
Alina inexplicably rolled her eyes, but felt no anger at all.
And so, one person fed her while the other ate, and before long Alina's little belly was slightly bulging.
Reaching out to pull her into his arms, Chu Yanbing told her some news that was somewhat shocking to her.
"What?! Chu Xishi has gone mad!?"
Alina couldn't believe it. Shouldn't such a villain be immune to all poisons? How could he possibly go insane?
"Could he be faking it?"
The moment the question left her lips, Alina quickly realized that he must have verified the information before telling her.
"No way!" Alina shifted her position, twisted her waist, looked up, and wrapped her arms around the other person's neck. "I'll try to see if I can cure him. He's gone mad; that's too easy on him!"
You see, because of the drug she administered, the other person went mad before the punishments of "parading through the streets" and exile even began. Wouldn't all those punishments have been for nothing?
A lucid yet insane existence is the best punishment for him!
Moreover, the victim's anger has not even begun yet; he must accept it all!
"Okay." Chu Yanbing naturally wouldn't object in the slightest. After all, whether Chu Xishi was dead or alive, or both, was no longer important to him.
"Next week is my coronation ceremony."
Leng Bai's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and Chu Yanbing spoke in a seemingly normal tone.
"So fast!?"
Alina abruptly looked up, her startled expression initially evoking the word "disgust."
Because Chu Yanbing had previously told Alina that his enthronement ceremony would be their wedding, he felt uncontrollably uneasy when he noticed Alina's reaction.
"Is it fast? If you feel you're not ready yet, I can wait a little longer." As she spoke, Chu Yanbing lowered her head, and two listless leopard ears suddenly popped out from the top of her head, her expression clearly aggrieved.
"Okay, it's not very fast..."
Withdrawing her gaze from the other person's drooping ears, Alina touched her right ear, which was adorned with an earring. Her voice unconsciously lowered slightly, sounding somewhat weak.
*
June 6th, 2666 (Astrological Calendar) is an auspicious day for marriage; everything will go smoothly and there are no taboos.
The Marshal's Mansion, which had gradually taken on a warm hue since Alina's arrival, now has an exceptionally dreamy and romantic appearance, with details that exude an indescribable solemnity and majesty. Although the styles are completely opposite, they blend together perfectly under the styling of the Empire's renowned designer, Renaud, as if they were one.
The master bedroom, which used to be dominated by a fresh and elegant green, was now decorated with cool silver, snow-white and festive red accents, which complemented each other and made Alina, who was wearing a snow-blue wedding dress, look like she was from another world.
The long wedding dress, with a snow-white base, features an off-the-shoulder design above the waist adorned with ice crystals. Below the waist, it is made of flowing tulle, like a free wind dancing around it. Scattered silver-blue petals of varying sizes adorn the dress, resembling blue ice crystals dancing in the winter air, beautiful and ethereal.
Her forearms, which had long since regained their color, were wrapped with a shawl-like sleeve covered in downy hair of varying lengths. As Alina moved, the snow-white sleeves revealed faint, butterfly-wing-like blue accents.
After adjusting to the crown on her head, Alina stared intently at the large screen in front of her, which was displaying a view of the palace not far away.
Breathing slightly, hands clasped tightly together.
"The late emperor's old illness has relapsed, and the throne has now been passed to the Crown Prince and Imperial Marshal Chu Yanbing. The Marshal went to the battlefield at the age of 15 and has led us to victory in 1,314 battles, large and small..."
As the eldest member of the royal family spoke, the giant screen displayed a series of battles commanded by Chu Yanbing. The scenes were filled with bloodshed, desolation, and ruins, with the sharp, silver mechs/giant snow leopards standing out as the most striking features.
"We believe that under the leadership of such a powerful emperor, the empire will become even more prosperous and powerful, and the destruction of the Zerg will be just around the corner!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, the entire space was silent for a second, and then thunderous applause erupted.
Amidst the exceptionally enthusiastic and resolute applause, Chu Yanbing, dressed in majestic imperial military attire, took out the Imperial Scepter, the Heart of Power, and a translucent jade bottle the size of a thumb containing the blood of the previous emperor from his storage terminal.
According to the old calendar, if the late emperor were still alive, the blood should be dripped on the spot, just like Chu Yanbing is doing now, using his mental power to prick his fingertip, and the round drop of blood dripped into the silvery heart of power. However, there are always unexpected things.
As two drops of blood meeting the criteria were added, the Heart of Power emitted a dazzling silver light. With several visible tremors, it seamlessly and automatically embedded itself into the Imperial Scepter, the silver light spreading to the silver patterns on the scepter.
A terrifying aura, imposing and oppressive, emanated from the intact scepter, spreading throughout the entire empire along with the spiritual power released by Chu Yanbing at some unknown time. Instantly, regardless of their distance from the central star or what they were doing, all members of the orc lineage felt a sense of submission rising from the depths of their hearts.
In an instant, every orc in the entire orc star system uncontrollably transformed into beast form, and then uncontrollably knelt on the ground, expressing their submission in the form of beasts.
The next second, the colorful animals let out all sorts of excited roars.
"Awoo!" "Roar!" "Meow!" "Squeak!" "Mmm!"
...
The roars were filled with excitement and anticipation, and the entire empire instantly erupted in cheers. This excitement lasted for three days and three nights.
On that distant, desolate star, as he felt his body uncontrollably submit, a surge of intense jealousy welled up within Chu Xishi. No matter how much he struggled internally, this scene he had longed for and anticipated had unfolded today, at this moment, in a completely reversed form.
Watching helplessly as he knelt and submitted at the feet of an enemy he wanted nothing more than to kill, an endless despair spread through his heart, like spilled perfume permeating every corner of his soul.
The suicidal urge reached its peak the moment he knelt down. No matter how many enemies came to torment and humiliate him, none of the thoughts of wanting to die were as intense as this moment for Chu Xishi.
The fastening rings on his hands and the layers of advanced robots surrounding him clearly told him that he was now so pathetic that he couldn't even commit suicide.
From a certain perspective, this culprit who harmed countless lives seems to have also experienced the extreme despair of those lives that gradually withered away in the laboratory, unable to live and unable to die.
Such resentment and despair will haunt him for the rest of his life as he faces punishment.
After the successful transfer of power, it was the new emperor's turn to speak.
Chu Yanbing had memorized her speech, but seeing the exceptionally excited crowd below, she swallowed back the words that were already on the tip of her tongue.
His icy blue eyes solemnly scanned everyone present and the hidden live-streaming cameras, his tone filled with expectant determination:
"I, Chu Yanbing, the 68th Emperor of the Orc Empire, swear by the honor of my throne and my warriors that during my reign I will annihilate the Zerg that have invaded the Empire and restore peace and prosperity to the people!"
He was a 3S-rank orc warrior, and fortunate enough to possess a method to cure mental rage disorder. If even he couldn't lead the people of the Empire to annihilate those damned insectoids, then...
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