Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 1861: A Bit Of Exhaustion

Chapter 1861: A Bit Of Exhaustion

After the commotion died, the Mandate Emperor shook his head as he brought his hand to his forehead.

“Get some people to repair the battle stage…”

He sent a soul transmission to Honorable Elder Mihangel Evans, who then quickly had people appear and repair the battle stage.

The Mandate Emperor couldn’t believe the amount of trouble these kids tended to make, showing off and whatnot. The Karmic Guardian Emperor also possessed a similar expression on his face.

They looked towards Myria and noticed that her eyes were misty for some reason before turning to look towards Davis, who hugged his first wife, Evelynn, making them wonder if this was a love triangle at the origin that had gone bad.

Nevertheless, he didn’t think much of it. However, what was that lightning just now?

It was different from the extinction lightning he knew. The others also possessed the same doubt while also vaguely feeling that it was beyond understanding as its nature was so overbearing that it reminded them of the heavens, which just couldn’t be possible.

The trace of the strange lightning energy left by the Emperor of Death seemed to be erased, leaving them further confused about what he was hiding.

Nevertheless, they each had their people investigate Myria’s origin again. The Emperor of Death called her Ellia, making them think that was what she went by during her teenage years, so they ordered to investigate all people of that name and see if something would turn up.

In the Alstreim Family’s seating area, everyone looked at Davis with a satisfied smile on their face.

He was back. The short time he left seemed like an eternity to them even though he had visited once and left again, just to bring the girls back safely.

“I assume you are done with your training?”

“The path of cultivation probably never ends, Evelynn. There are only limits… and I’ve reached my limit that is only temporary.”

Davis tapped Evelynn’s nose, causing her to adorably smile at him. She was disinclined to believe him when he said that he had limits, for he was her everything.

He then moved aside and looked at the others, noticing everyone else, including the ones who participated in the competition, appeared safe and sound, which made his heart feel content. Most importantly, he noticed the palanquin that held two of his lovely wives and all three of their legacies.

Natalya, Fiora, Mo Mingzhi, Sophie, Niera, Tina Roxley, and lastly, he even grabbed Zestria and embraced her, causing her heart to skip a beat, her heartbeat becoming rapid and loud enough for Davis to hear it clearly. In the end, she even started to shed tears of disbelief, filled with happiness as she hid her face on his chest and trembled.

The crowd’s eyes went wide with astonishment.

The Emperor of Death made Zestria Domitian his woman? Then why wasn’t Bylai Zlatan, who was beside Zestria Domitian, hugged?

Weren’t they both sent as slaves to the Emperor of Death as tributes to appease him for the wrongdoings they had committed against the Earth Dragon Queen?

Davis didn’t bother with the eyes of the crowd, going ahead to hug every woman he loved as he made them blush from embarrassment and love as he whispered words of desire. He didn’t even appear to think that it might be a form of acknowledgment to them as he just missed them and their familiar scent that he craved, wanting to make up the time he was away from them with a simple hug and a compliment, but his actions ended up bringing immense happiness to them.

By the side, there was some complexity in the eyes of the women who secretly loved him as they watched him hug every woman he loved except them.

How can he be so loving? It was different from the man they envisioned him, strong and stalwart, never even making a fool out of himself in public by flirting with women. However, he was so soft with them that he melted their hearts.

Would they receive the same treatment if they became one?

Not only them but almost every woman who felt like they had some chance had this thought.

In the distance, at the Burning Phoenix Ridge’s seating area, Lea Weiss wryly smiled, wishing she was there even though she thought he was shameless to be giving every woman he loved a hug in public.

What kind of Emperor does that? The Emperor of Womanizing?

Davis patted Zestria’s shoulder before heading towards the palanquin and saw the two beauties inside the well-lit compartment.

“Isabella… Shirley…”

“Dummy… we wanted to be hugged first…” Isabella uttered while looking aggrieved.

“Well, I’m going to spend more minutes here anyway.”

Davis wryly chuckled before he walked inside and closed the door. He sat alongside Isabella and placed his head on her lap the next moment.

“Isabella, I’m so tired… Let me sleep…”

Isabella and Shirley’s eyes went wide before they smiled at him, both of them reaching out their hands to caress his forehead and hair as though wanting to massage him.

“We know you worked hard, so rest all you want…”

Davis had his eyes closed while his expression was tired. However, his lips curved into a smile as he heard the words that made him feel relieved.

Absorbing the three drops of immortal blood essences, digesting two of them, and suppressing the other one took a toll on his psyche. Furthermore, testing the comprehension of heavenly lightning was another thing that battered him.

“Look at this cute baby…”

Shirley drew curls on his cheek, appearing to baby him and Isabella looked as though she was going to do a similar thing when suddenly he grabbed her hand and kissed her finger. A shock ran through Shirley as her baby also kicked inside in response as though displaying bliss, causing her to blush while Isabella giggled.

“Don’t be bewitched by his looks. He’s a naughty baby…”

Isabella lowered her head and placed a kiss on his lips and forehead, her eyes appearing to be full of gentleness as she caressed his blond hair.

“Right now, we have three babies with us that we have to protect…”

“Hehe~ Indeed.”

Shirley giggled before she went silent. The both of them just kept looking at his face, watching him fall asleep. They didn’t make a sound and even admired the rhythmic breathing that seemed to have been trained to the highest level that they could imagine even without touching him with their hands because they knew that he was circulating his soul force, healing, no, massaging his psyche to become refreshed.

After ten minutes of sleeping on paradise, Davis’s eyes shot wide open before he sat up from leaning on Isabella’s soft thighs.

“Uh? Why did you wake up so soon? Sleep more!”

Isabella berated Davis as she saw him wake up, but he shook his head.

“This is enough. I still have some things to do outside.”

“Davis… if this is about that girl Ellia, then it can come later.”

Isabella’s eyes narrowed while Shirley also looked hesitant.

“Third sister’s right. I recommend you confront her after completely raising your mental state.”

“Don’t worry.” Davis shook his head before he cast his gaze, “It’s not about her. I have finally had some time to myself in this competition, so I’m going to relax and enjoy some time with you all.”

“…”

Both Isabella and Shirley appeared moved, but they were too embarrassed to respond to his genuine gaze. However, Davis’s expression then turned into an irritated smile.

“As for that white witch, I’m sure that we’ll meet in the battle stage. At that time, I’m going to make her feel the frustration and helplessness that I felt when she took Ellia away from me without my consent.”