The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 305 - 268: Saint Emperor’s Ring

The next day, the sun was already high in the sky.

Lynn and Natasha were strolling lovingly around the Holy Mountain of Light.

It would still be some time before his wife and kids could join him, so for now, he only had Natasha by his side.

Natasha initially suggested they spend the entire day in bed, and although Lynn could handle Natasha’s vigorous energy, considering his already somewhat controversial reputation, doing so might be overdoing it.

The Holy Mountain of Light is the center of the entire Light Empire, home to both the royal family and the Church Court. While its natural scenery is unremarkable, everything else about it is top-notch in the world.

If Lynn wasn’t already at the maximum level for his main profession and holding back on his secondary level, training here would naturally be more than twice as efficient as anywhere else.

Of course, the mountain is filled with the Power of Light, while the levels he lacks pertain to the Demon Race. Training here would likely have no more effect than a boiling pot on a toad.

At noon, the seldom-seen Cleia suddenly visited, bringing a gift from the Light Empire’s royal family for him.

Due to recent changes in status, Cleia hadn’t been wearing her Light Judge uniform and had switched to a pretty princess dress.

As the saying goes, beauty can make anything look good, but a girl with an occupation and title looks better in a uniform than in casual clothes.

It’s like wearing white silk stockings, but whether it’s paired with a standard short skirt or a nurse’s outfit makes a difference in the feel.

"Lord Lynn, this is a gift from His Majesty the Emperor. This Divine Artifact has been kept only as a family heirloom. In your hands, it will surely fulfill its destined role."

Cleia stood upright in front of Lynn, carrying the snow eagle on her shoulder, presenting him with an exquisitely wrapped box.

Not able to bear watching, Xue’Er jumped down from its owner’s shoulder and gave Cleia’s leg a vigorous kick.

Look at you, handing over an ancestral ring like that. Aren’t you at least supposed to present it with flowers or kneel on one knee? Do you think just handing yourself over to Lord Lynn guarantees everything? Without any special effort, that would be as plain as any ordinary concubine!

Lynn was bewildered by the snow eagle’s actions, whereas Natasha discreetly gave it a thumbs-up. Even though it was urging its owner to fight for favor with her, such loyal devotion deserved praise.

"Alright, alright, stop kicking, I get it!"

Cleia had raised Xue’Er from an egg to its current size. Even though they weren’t necessarily able to communicate telepathically, she got the hint.

"Lord Lynn, please... please accept my gift."

Cleia blushed and kneeled on one knee, presenting the family heirloom, the Saint Emperor’s Ring, to Lynn. For the sake of tradition, she opened the gift box and held the ring out to him.

Lynn stood in front of Cleia, looking like a girl proposing to him, and he was momentarily at a loss for words.

From what he remembered, Cleia was always the ice queen type, and it was difficult for players in the game to strike up a conversation with her. Having a non-quest chat with her would make one an instant sensation.

Lynn was an old acquaintance of hers, and even though they hadn’t interacted much, he did appreciate her ice-cold demeanor.

However, ever since their real-life encounter, there was no trace of that initial icy demeanor except during their first few moments together.

If such a change occurred in a novel, complaints would arise that the heroine’s character crumbled before it was even established, worse than a clichéd template.

But it was unavoidable; the Divine Awarded Medal was that powerful, and to Cleia, who inherited the Divine Blood of the Light God King and was His most faithful follower, Lynn might as well hold her activation key.

It’s somewhat of a pity, not that he’s missing out on the thrill of conquering the ice queen, but after consuming too many main courses, he yearns for a taste of something chilled.

"Cleia, if I accept this ring, you’d become mine. If I’m interested, you should inform your family you won’t be returning home tonight. Have you thought it through?"

Lynn said this to let Cleia reconsider her offer, but his hand moved quickly, snatching the ring and box without giving Cleia time to react or think.

Cleia wanted to say she’d already made up her mind, but before her mouth opened, Lynn had already taken the "engagement ring."

So, does this mean you’re suggesting I message home to say I won’t be needing dinner tonight?

Natasha blinked at Lynn and Cleia, contemplating whether to find an excuse to slip away with Xue’Er, leaving time and space for these two lovebirds.

Though Lynn is greedy, he’s not insatiable. He’s not exactly in a rush.

The wives and kids from the Celestial Destiny Empire might arrive soon, possibly even tonight. How could he prioritize a quick thrill over welcoming his family?