Baby Tyrant - Chapter 15
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Chapter 15. How Dare You Take My Daughter?
Esteban stared at them belligerently.
Among them, only the one with the robe coercing him, was standing without moving. Esteban was convinced that he was Micheal Abelardo, the King.
‘You dare to try to take my daughter?’
Esteban never intended to send Mabel to Abelardo.
But like those who believe in God, they thought that even fanciful things could be possible with faith.
Knowing their tenacity, it was important to cut off the possibility from the roots.
To do so, it needed a just cause. There were many ways.
The first is to get married, but since she is only one-years-old, he rejected it immediately.
Even if he gave Mabel a title, it was useless if she was forced.
In the end, the last remaining method was to take pass over the throne as Emperor to Mabel.
It was a more certain way than marriage.
Naturally, there were many protests, but Esteban succeeded in winning the majority of his subjects’ consent.
The nobleman, who first heard the news, grabbed the Marquis of Gardenia and asked.
“Marquis. What is this. Didn’t you have her Highness the Princess as your successor?”
“Who knows. I don’t know.”
The Marquis was simply ignorant of the pouring questions.
The rest of the officials attending the parliamentary session were also simply easygoing.
With only foreign envoys and nobles without authority to attend meetings were agitated, there was a place where their gaze finally reached.
All eyes were on Oscar Alle Ermano, the first prince, who everyone naturally thought would be Ermano’s next Emperor.
But Oscar also sat calmly. As if he knew in advance that things would turn out this way.
The priests who had been in a great uproar, looked back at the King.
“King. If it goes like this, we will not be able to take the Royal Highness!”
“What should we do?”
But the King only stayed silent. His red eyes were directed only at Mabel.
The Priests hastened for an answer.
“King.”
“Not yet.”
“Yes?”
“We can’t take her yet.”
The seeds of God who are the closest to God. In Micheal’s eyes, the divine power that lived and breathed in Mabel’s body was fully visible.
Mabel’s divine power was enormous. But it was latent ability.
The divinity was useless because it had not yet been awakened.
Esteban asked a question randomly.
“Do you sincerely want to become the Emperor?”
“That……”
Oscar, who hesitated to answer immediately, bowed his head.
“……I don’t really know. Of course, because I have to become the Emperor, I’m trying hard. It’s not a position where I can say can do, and it’s not a position that I can just say that I don’t want to.”
Oscar had no choice. He had to get there if the Emperor and his mother wanted him to.
Maybe that’s why he was born. He thought that the significance of his existence was only to become the Emperor.
‘Why is he asking this question?’
Oscar looked up at Esteban with terminal eyes. He felt strange because he had never talked to his father this way.
Esteban, unable to capture his complex expression, sighed and stroked Oscar’s head.
“I am trying to pass on the throne to Mabel.”
Unlike the friendly touch and the peaceful atmosphere, what Esteban said was not a light matter at all.
“I plan to announce it on Mabel’s birthday, which will be around the corner. If I turn Mabel into the Emperor, she won’t be able to be taken by Abelardo anymore.”
Esteban examined his son’s reaction. As he expected, Oscar seemed quite surprised.
“I have also considered you as the next Emperor, and I intend to cancel this plan if you don’t like it. I can find another way. Oscar, what would you like to do?”
Oscar answered without a word of worry.
“I’m in favor of it.”
“Are you being sincere.”
“Yes. If Mabel can be protected from danger, it doesn’t matte. If Mabel really becomes the Emperor……”
Oscar’s face had a full smile. Esteban was a little surprised. It was the first childlike face he saw in front of him, his father.
I screamed and banged the bed!
They left me out and discussed it between themselves. Without asking for my opinion at all!3
‘How could you do this? I don’t want to be Emperor!’