Chapter 243 - Steeling One’s Heart For What Must Be Done

A week past the poisoning, the emperor rose from his bed with a light headache as proof of what he'd been through. Looking around with his droopy eyes, he found himself all alone with only the warm light from the window as company.

"Recover…" He mumbled, and a gust of mana-charged wind pulled him off the bed before landing him on his feet. Healing his aching body as well, the wind finally trailed back off into the environment.

'How long has it been?' He wondered, making his way to the wardrobe to pick out his clothes. Scanning through a collection of robes as well as the emperor suits and ceremonious attire, he grabbed a hold of a red robe that had a light cape with spotted fur around its ends. 'I don't suppose nothing had changed in the time I was gone, Asmodia must've had a plan if she risked so much by attacking me directly.'