Queen, Please Let Me Die! - Chapter 4

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

These words suddenly exploded in the silent hall.

All eyes turned to look at Sous. Nobody had expected someone to come up to stir trouble at this time.

The Holy Saint frowned and looked at the person who walked out of the shadows step by step. The light gradually illuminated the person appearing in front of everyone.

It was a young man, with a head full of smooth, crisp hair. He was wearing a simple but used attire, and his expression was smiling without the slightest fear.

The golden sunlight that seeped in through the window shone on the young man’s body. His entire body was golden, and his originally handsome face was now almost Godlike.

“Empress, look at what these ministers and citizens are doing. Do they all know how hard you’ve worked and how much you have given up for this country?

In their selfishness, they turned their backs on you. My poor child, may God bless you. If it wasn’t for the wrong timing, I would have gone up and given each one a hard kick in their ass. They are a bunch of lunatics. They deserve it. Even reprimanding them is simply dirtying my mouth. ”

Sous’ voice echoed through the great hall.

Buck Byron was furious. He did not dare to scold the Holy Saint. Nor was he willing to berate the Orcs. The ministers were on their side. .

“What’s wrong with you, Sous?”

“You’re just a close aide. What do you know about national matters? You don’t have the right to comment on this matter. Your words are ridiculous.” He finally found an outlet to vent his anger. Buck Byron pointed at Sous without a care of his own image and chided, “Sous, you have no right to speak here. Get lost.”

“Oh?” Sous found it hilarious. “Do you think that you will be let off so easily? Not only does the princess need to be married off. As the pillars of the Skalan Empire, you ministers have to give up your land as betrothal gifts, in compensation for surrender, don’t you think?”

Buck Byron pointed at Sooth. “You…”

“You, you, you, what you.” Sous did not bother to be polite. “People like you deserve death. Anyone who defected to you would be worried that you would betray them. As a traitor, you would just sit back and enjoy the fruits of others’ labor, while abandoning those who are in trouble. What have you contributed to the Skalan Empire?”

If the Empress agreed to the marriage, these were inevitable.

Buck Byron was an aristocrat himself. He had never met such a vulgar person. There was no way he could win in this argument. Furthermore, he could not stand his own ground. His face was pale and his breath caught in his throat.

“Sous, with no permission from the Empress—”

However, before he could finish, a voice cut him off again.

He had forgotten that there were plenty of others here who were of a higher rank than Buck Byron himself. Besides, Sous was the Empress’ trusted aide.

Queen Kati glared at him. “Buck Byron, shut up. You have no right to speak here.”

Jumping out to speak without permission was equal to asking to be humiliated.

Buck Byron was fuming with anger at this moment, but he could not flare up. He felt aggrieved and was so mad that his eyes blurred.

In fact, what surprised Katy even more was that Sous actually dared to stand up for her at this time. But in speaking up for her now, the consequences… were self-evident.

Buck Byron’s face was livid and extremely ugly. He glared fiercely at Sous.

The Chief Swordsman, who was still in the corner, was shocked beyond words when he witnessed Sous’ actions.

Mr. Sous must be crazy!

Is he not afraid of death?

It was true that Sous was the Empress’ trusted aide. But the Empress could not ensure her own safety, so how could she still have the ability to protect him?

The swordsman sighed, thinking about how his relationship with Sous was not considered friendly. At this moment, he could not help but feel angry and sad.

The Saint was a temperamental person. If his plans were to be spoiled now, there would definitely be no good outcome.

“He’s just a pretty boy with no authority. Region Lord. He’s the trusted aide that the Empress has kept by her side. His name is Sous.” Benevolence explained to the Holy Saint. He knew a little about the Empress of the Skalan Empire. This was not a big deal. The entire country knew that the Empress had kept a pretty boy by her side.

“This person is rather loyal. Empress, it seems that you still have a good subordinate under you.” The Holy Saint was rather interested in this Sous. No high-ranking official would have wanted their subordinate to be a pushover. On the contrary, he admired Sous very much, even if he was about to die in the next moment.

He had been here for so long and still had not had a chance to see blood. He had been looking for a tough nut to crack.

The Empress remained silent, feeling gratified.

At the very least, there were still people who cared for her. The Holy Saint had invaded arrogantly, disregarding the Hall’s rules and was even armed with weapons. Now all the ministers had taken their seats before her, leaving the Empress herself standing.

She was in grave humiliation, but no one had spoken up for her. The anger and grievance that she felt were all mixed inside her. Now that Sous had spoken up, it made her nose wrinkle involuntarily.

When she needed to rely on him the most, this man stood up. Even if he was just a person without any combat strength or power, his self-reliance and the faint smile on his face warmed her heart.

There were still people on her side.

This was the one thing that she had never regretted doing — keeping Sous by her side. Initially, she did this because she used to think he was handsome. That was all there was to it.

Following this, the Empress fell into another difficult situation. Although she was touched by what Sous had done, by doing so, he was courting death.

The will of the Holy Land could not be resolved with just a few words.

The Holy Saint was full of admiration but he did not show it. Especially since Sous had ruined his plans, how could he be let off just like that?

To Sous however, the reaction of his audience was disappointing.

He had been so refined and easy-going, but these people were not considering coming up to kill him.

Was I not being out of place enough? Was I too reserved?

This made Sous feel a little depressed. Seeing how arrogant the Holy Saint was, Sous had stepped out on his own. The Holy Saint was powerful, and he was sure to kill Sous with a single stroke. Sous would have been invincible immediately after his death, and would have to thank this man then.

In the end, this group of people was quiet and not what he had expected.

Was this still insufficient?

Then I should raise it up a notch!

Sous’ gaze fell on the Holy Saint one last time, the Lord of the Sacred Lands. He would have to keep at it. He would have to find an excuse to initiate a bigger conflict, so that he could go in peace.

His bright and spirited eyes suddenly looked towards that beastman. “Benevolence, are you willing to marry into the Skalan Empire?”

Benevolence did not know what he was thinking. He glanced at the indifferent Holy Saint and said coldly, “So what if I am?”

Sous, nodding, smiled brightly. “Is your mother still here?”

“Of course, the lifespan of us beastmen cannot be compared to you humans.” When he said this, Benevolence was extremely proud. Having a long life was something that countless people pursued.

“Get your mother to marry me then!”

The meaning behind Sous’ words was clear.

I will become your father!