Tuesday, February 10, 2026

[WN] Emperor's Seventh Son : 8 - 1


8-1

Extra Chapter: The Emperor and the Evil Dragon


Translator : PolterGlast


Recap of the Previous Chapter

Having ordered Jii to send a message to Georg and the Hez Company, Ashley, Atomina, and Dulin headed for the Duke Aion's territory.

However, on the forest road just before their arrival, they were attacked by a bandit group connected to their aunt, Du-Neil. But there was no one who could match the current Ashley and the Iron-Cutting Shovel he unleashed.

Upon entering the Duke Aion territory, they were welcomed by the current head, Jake-Lizas. They took refuge in a tower at his mansion, and a peaceful life continued for a while amidst vigilance.

During this time, Ashley was consulted by his brother-in-law Jake regarding his sister Atomina. The couple's relationship had deteriorated. The cause of everything was the Manor Expansion Law. Atomina opposed treating the people in the manors like slaves.

However, the Duke's soldiers attacked the tower. Thanks to Zirant's actions and Ashley's rush to the scene, they succeeded in protecting Dulin.

The culprit was Jake's father, the former Duke, Abraham, who held the real power; even Jake, who rushed to the scene, opposed his father's surprise attack.

With Jake acting as a shield for Dulin, Ashley turned the tables on the enemy forces. Eventually, he suppressed the former Duke, but the man audaciously took Princess Atomina hostage.

It almost turned into the worst-case scenario, but then his brother Georg appeared. Georg retrieved Atomina, and with his martial valor and reputation as the Empire's Strongest, he completely stripped the enemy of their will to fight, bringing the battle to an end.

However, the problem between Atomina and Jake-Lizas remained unsolved. Princess Atomina decided to separate from her husband and leave the Duke Aion territory.

It was the Emperor who had dispatched Georg. Under the Emperor's name, this incident was settled. That very Emperor now wanted to meet Ashley, whom he had continued to shun. That was proof that the Emperor was ill and was beginning to settle the accounts of his own life.

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A Certain Imperial Father and Son

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8-1 Side Story: The Emperor and the Evil Dragon

My time is running out. I have lived carrying an illness for a long time, but far from signs of improvement, the shadow of death has revealed itself before me.

I am the Emperor of this country. My death means the end of an era. Chaos will likely visit this orderly Empire.

I tried to be a good king. I believed in righteous conduct and contributed to the prosperity of the Empire. The most painful part was that the path of the ideal Emperor I believed in required discarding family affection.

I had a woman I loved. She passed away quickly, but she bore one child with me. His name is Ashley.

I despaired at Ashley. The child born alongside the death of my beloved wife had an appearance that resembled no race on this earth. A red dragon eye, a white arm. A light burned in that dragon eye, looking like a being from the evil Abyss...

I clung to the illusion of being a good king, not Ashley's parent. The Emperor's child must not be a deformed monster. I had to protect the Imperial Family's authority at all costs; otherwise, the world would fall into disorder, and many people would suffer.

I was wrong. My illness taught me that. My life was a banal one. I, no... I did not give affection to my family. After pushing aside my brothers and becoming Emperor, I lived only as an Emperor.

What a boring life. A farmer who owns his own field, tills it, protects his wife and child, and lives together with the earth would have had a far better life.

I envy Ashley. I am the one who drove him into such circumstances, yet I envy him so much. His figure, living freely and wildly in the city... Ashley, the child of the only wife I ever loved. Before I die, I simply want you to forgive me. Using being Emperor as an excuse, I... ran away from you.

Emperor, can you hear my voice? Can you see my form? My name is the Evil Dragon Zirant, the one who has watched over the history of the Empire.

I heard a voice. Surprised, I turned my head, and a young girl was standing by my pillow. Oh... but staring into those eyes, I was paralyzed, even my thoughts freezing like a frog glared at by a snake.

"That... eye... Ash... ley..."

Do Ashley and I resemble each other that much? I do not possess such a divine white arm, though. Kukuku...

"Do you... know... him...?"

Aye, I know him well. However, Emperor, it seems the time has come. Your life is about to run out.

She was too beautiful and young to be a Grim Reaper. For a friend of Ashley, she was an overly divine, mysterious girl.

Listen. The future of this country is terribly dark, Emperor. After all, the only decent royals are Georg, Atomina, or perhaps Ashley. But Georg and Ashley are far from the throne. I shall prophesy: when you die, a civil war will begin...

"Regrettable... Where... did I make... a mistake...?"

It is fine. Corrections can still be made. Give Ashley a chance. That prodigal son might dislike it, but give him the freedom to call himself a Prince. And the right of succession befitting a seventh son. After that, I will look after Ashley. In your place.

"You... will...? Look after... Ashley...?"

I promise to watch over Ashley until death, no, even beyond death. Because Ashley's form is the very proof of the Imperial Family's pure blood. Ashley is not a deformity; that is your son. That form appears only from the bloodline of the Emperor.

"My... child... Ashley is... my child...?"

Naturally. And you, whose time is short, should understand: the precariousness of this Empire. The predicament of your beloved Ashley. I am Zirant, the very history of this Empire. Right now, this country is on the brink of collapse. The only one who can unite it is the true throwback to the First Emperor: Ashley. Protect Ashley; that is the final fate left to you, Emperor.

A woman with dragon eyes who says she will watch over the son I practically abandoned. She calls herself an Evil Dragon, yet she is divine, reliable, and above all, I felt her affection for my son.

"I stake it... Zirant, upon you, I... shall stake this life..."

If she says she will protect that child, I will offer my soul even to an Evil Dragon. Even if he is despised as an abomination, I swore to stake my life on this dragon who acknowledged that as the true form of the Imperial Family and even saved my heart.

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