The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 187: From Lifelong Besties to Bedmates

The Celestial Destiny Empire and the Giant Dragon Empire are extremely far apart, even taking a Teleportation Magic Array is a long journey, so generally speaking, dragons are not often seen in Celestial Destiny City.

Previously, the only dragon permanently residing in Celestial Destiny City was Natasha, Her Majesty Helena’s mount and close friend, but later the Eldest Prince did bring back a dragon and showed it off, yet before he could brag for two days, the Celestial Destiny Empire underwent great changes.

After that, the only dragon flying over Celestial Destiny City was once again Lord Natasha.

Today, a dragon’s roar echoes in the sky, carrying a man directly to the Imperial Palace, and people below gaze upward as if looking at a deity.

No, not as if, it truly is like gazing at a deity, for the people of the Celestial Destiny Empire consider Lord Lynn on the back of the dragon as akin to a deity, the only difference being he has not yet taken a place in the Pantheon.

"Lord Lynn is headed to the Imperial Palace, not even hiding from people anymore, likely the good news with Her Majesty the Empress is near?"

A busybody loudly mumbled below, sparking discussions among those around.

"If Lord Lynn could marry our Empress, then the Celestial Destiny Empire surpassing those folks ahead of us would only be a matter of time."

"Exactly, and not to mention how many emperors of other empires have publicly apologized to Lord Lynn, his power speaks for itself."

"There’s talk that Lord Lynn is the Light Divine Envoy, he might not marry Her Majesty the Empress as the main wife, perhaps this generation’s Saintess of Light is set to be his child bride..."

"Shush! Recently Her Highness the Saintess of Light is right here in Celestial Destiny City, don’t let people hear about this!"

"Speaking of which, how many corrupt officials and villains has Her Highness the Saintess of Light eradicated for us recently? She’s a model of beauty and kindness, why couldn’t she be suitable for Lord Lynn? I think it’s quite fitting."

"Exactly, Lord Lynn isn’t someone who would become Her Majesty the Empress’s Imperial Consort, but rather the one Her Majesty would have to marry herself, what’s wrong with him marrying a few more? There’s no rule that says the Celestial Destiny Empress and Saintess of Light can’t serve the same husband."

"Don’t forget about others, there’s word that Marquis Jones’ daughter, the Prince of the Elf Kingdom, and the top beauty instructor at the Celestial Destiny Magic and Martial Arts Academy all have quite the connections with him..."

"That’s just the beginning, with Lord Lynn’s status and power, marrying just one instructor certainly wouldn’t suffice!"

"So it’s like one a day, never repeating in ten years?"

"No one said you couldn’t repeat either, after all, there’s no rule that you can only have one per day or one at a time either..."

"..."

"..."

No matter how people outside are gossiping, Natasha was dutifully carrying Lynn swiftly to the Imperial Palace.

The Celestial Destiny Empire’s Imperial Palace has been heavily guarded ever since the assassination in the Golden Hall, but when it comes to Lynn and Natasha, there is no defense whatsoever, firstly there’s no need to defend, and secondly even if defensive measures were in place, they’d be ineffective.

Today Helena’s workload is still considerable, but the most important matters are being handled by Cleia and Sifrin, making her life much easier compared to before.

This allows her to carve out some time to keep Lynn company, after all, it’s a takeaway specially packed by her best friend, if she doesn’t taste a bit, her best friend might not be too happy.

Originally meant for discussing national affairs in the Golden Hall, Lynn sits high on the Imperial Throne as Helena sits a bit shyly on his lap, completely ignoring the glances Natasha was casting her way.

This is a moment she could be a bit proactive, but there’s really no need— as Lynn sits on the throne embracing the Empress, his hands begin to wander cheekily.

Perhaps not wandering, but his hand glides over all the key spots, providing adequate care, clearly having spent considerable effort on other women, his technique evidently honed.

"Thank you for your hard work with the Celestial Destiny Empire’s affairs, apart from battles, there’s not much I can do to help, just give you a massage to relax."

Embracing Helena, Lynn withdrew his wandering hand and seriously started massaging her shoulders.

Whether as Princess Helena or as Empress Helena, she always had a unique flavor in Lynn’s eyes.

After all, who hasn’t fantasized about princesses or empresses when reading novels about other worlds, since they are beings generally out of reach, comparable to goddesses.

Helena is just too soft in front of him, lacking the pride of a princess and the dignity of an empress, which might result in a less defined taste, but it’s not her fault, if there’s any fault, it’s his for setting the bar too high; no other princess or empress compares to the Miracle Saint Emperor, they lack the eligibility to feel superior.

This is why many people enjoy tales of underdog comebacks rather than those born invincible—because frankly, it lacks a certain thrill, just as when the master of this world conquers an empress, it’s merely a favor granted, nothing remarkable.

But if a man rises from a lowly status, emerging from a humble small city or family, slowly climbs to the top, conquering the reigning empress, the feeling indeed differs.

"Truly deserving of being my best friend, even when having tasty food, you think of me..."

The reigning Empress Helena of the Celestial Destiny Empire enjoys the miraculous massage services that even demigods can’t enjoy, glancing sideways at the wagging Natasha, she speaks blandly.

Though she knows Natasha’s intent is mostly to brag, she still appreciates her sentiment, as no matter the reason, being able to cherish a warm moment with a loved one amid the day’s busyness is very comforting.

Lynn was the first target she looked to utilize, gradually finding mutual attraction, eventually developing affection, and by today, becoming the love interest she desires to be with.

This transformation unfolded swiftly, developing so fast it brought her surprise, but only surprise, no hesitation or doubt.

Lynn embodies her entire fantasy of an ideal lover almost perfectly, the sole difference being he does not love her alone, but such a minor divergence doesn’t bother her whatsoever, given her royal origins, she’s long been accustomed to such matters with a high degree of acceptance.

"Hehe, I knew you’d enjoy it, were it not inconvenient for me to decide on behalf of Lord Lynn, tonight I’d let him stay at the palace and indulge the Empress."

Certainly what you’d expect from Natasha, always attentive to Helena, willing to exert effort at the key moment, even though as she says she can’t decide, but can lend a nudge...

"Helena is already quite tired, we should allow her to relax entirely, not leave her sleepless through the night, unable to rise the next day."

Upon hearing this, Lynn glanced at Natasha, knowing she harbored good intentions, wishing for lifelong best friends to become closer bedfellows, yet Helena isn’t her, able to do as she pleases, her energy must not be squandered on such trivial matters.