SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 712

Chapter 712: I want to marry Blood God

The emperor leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh. "Every time you say that, it ends with half my court fainting and the other half sharpening knives."

Alzara ignored his remark and continued cheerfully. "Father, I want to marry Blood God, and I want you to formally acknowledge him as the new Emperor of the Great Western Desert Empire."

Damon almost did a double-take. Straight to the point. She did not even sugarcoat her words. He smiled helplessly as he watched the Emperor’s reaction.

The old man froze completely. For a long moment, he just stared at his daughter as if he were trying to decide whether he had misheard her. "...What?" he asked flatly again.

"I want to marry Blood God," Alzara repeated calmly, as if she were asking for more bread. "And I want you to acknowledge him as the new Emperor of the Great Western Desert Empire."

The emperor slowly turned his head, first to Damon, then back to Alzara. His eye twitched. Then his other eye twitched too. "You’re asking me," he said carefully, "to hand over my empire to a vampire... because you want to marry him."

"Yes," Alzara said, smiling brightly. "Exactly."

The emperor closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You really didn’t waste any time, did you?"

Alzara smiled brightly. "You just swore on your honor, Father. I’m simply helping you keep your word."

The emperor leaned forward and pressed both palms against the table. "Do you have any idea what consequences something like that would have? How many people will try to kill him?" he demanded. "How many will try to kill you?"

Alzara didn’t flinch. "Yes."

"I know I said I would stand by him as an ally, but this is different. The entire empire will revolt! The entire light faction will lose their minds," the emperor continued, voice rising despite himself. "The nobles, the temples, the old families, every single one of them will see this as madness. A Dark Faction vampire on the throne? They won’t just protest. They’ll rebel."

"And?" Alzara asked calmly.

The emperor choked. "And?" he echoed. "That ’and’ is a bloody and brutal war! They will go to any lengths to bring him down and our empire along with it!"

Alzara finally lost her cheerful tone. She sat up straight, eyes sharp. "Father, the empire is already on the brink. The hidden orders were rotting it from the inside. The Light Faction is fractured, pretending to be united while stabbing each other in the dark. The Abyss is circling. Dark Faction is already moving into our lands. You know all of this. You’ve been fighting fires everywhere at once."

The emperor clenched his jaw. "...That doesn’t mean I hand my throne to a vampire."

"It means you choose the strongest shield before the storm hits," Alzara replied without hesitation. "Blood God doesn’t cause chaos. Chaos follows him because he ends things that should have ended long ago."

She gestured subtly toward Damon. "They will rebel, yes. They will try to assassinate him. They will scream about tradition and purity." Her eyes hardened. "And he will crush them. Just like he crushed the hidden orders you were too careful to touch."

Silence fell over the table.

Damon finally spoke, his tone even. "You don’t owe me a crown," he said. "But if I wear it, no one will take it from me. Not that you have to worry about it, because I do not plan on wearing this one. I only need it temporarily for something. After that, I am planning to let my Queen here rule over these lands."

The emperor stared at him, mouth slightly open.

"...Your Queen," he repeated slowly.

"Yes," Damon said without hesitation.

Alzara didn’t even try to hide her smile. She straightened a little, chin lifting, looking every bit like someone who already saw the crown resting on her head.

The emperor let out a dry, incredulous laugh. "You’re telling me," he said, rubbing his temple, "that you want to borrow my empire, use it to crush every enemy bold enough to stand in your way, then hand it back to my daughter like a finished project?"

"That’s a crude way of putting it," Damon replied calmly. "But accurate."

The old man looked at Alzara. "And you’re fine with that?"

"Not totally. I mean, I would prefer if I were staying by my hubby’s side. I do not have that much interest in ruling anything. I will probably ask you to continue ruling on my behalf, Father." She smiled sweetly.

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