The Villain Who Fell In Love

"Where is she?" Elliot asked as his eyes searched for her, but she isn't seen anywhere. He got off his black horse, and his brows furrowed. The knight who pushed Emelia spoke, "Your Imperial Majesty, what are you doing in this place?" He asked a question, and it was not answered. Not to mention that knight asked him back.

"I'm asking you where is she?" His voice roared, making the other soldiers shiver and keeping their heads low so that they would not meet his eyes. When the Emperor becomes impatient, he becomes terrifying. But the knight dared to answer, "She is not someone important. Please leave her with me."​​

A sigh came out of his mouth making the other knights shiver, this knight clearly didn't know that it was going to be the end of him. His golden eyes looked at the knight, making him uncomfortable. All Elliot wanted was an answer from him, and yet all his questions were dodged. He kicked the knight at the back of his knees, making him kneel in front of him.

"I'll ask you one more time. Where is she?"

The knight felt shocked and humiliated after being forced to kneel in front of the Emperor. The deceased Emperor wouldn't make him into a fool. But the man who stood in front of him didn't care about his reputation. But it's silly, because why would a knight not answer the Emperor's question? It's because he wanted to keep Emelia, wrap her into his arms, or maybe even take her in as his wife.

Disgusting it is. There wouldn't be a woman who would want to marry that old looking man. For his age, he should have a wife, waiting for him to come back home. But he is one of those guys who has been single throughout his life.

"Your Imperial Majesty doesn't need her. It's better for me to keep her. What do you think?" the knight answered, but he was in fear. Nonetheless, he didn't want to let go of Emelia.

"What do I think?" Elliot pulled his sword out and pointed it at the knight. He knew some of the knights were perverts, but this one took it too far. Doesn't that knight know that Emelia belongs to him? If not, a lesson should, no, must be taught to him.

The soldiers gasped out loud as they heard the sword being pulled out of his scabbard. When they all thought, the bloody war has already ended, in fact, it has not ended at all. Elliot then said, "Pray to the Gods that you will live a better life next time."

With that, in front of the hundreds of soldiers, a man's head was cut. Not a rival or a criminal, but a knight, someone of title in the empire. He flicked his sword to remove the excess blood, then slid his sword back into the scabbard. The knights do not know their positions at all, and Elliot was angered about it. Teaching them one or two things wouldn't be bad at all.

"So who would care to answer me now. Where is the girl?"

All the soldiers were terrified to answer, and their voices would come out at all. But one brave recruit took a step forwards with legs trembling. He answered, "New recruit from the 23rd unit will report. She is in that tent." He then pointed towards the tent where Emelia is in.

"Be ashamed of yourselves. This new recruit was the one who reported it," Elliot paused as he looked at the recruit. As he observed the boy, he looked young, and his body built couldn't be fit classified as a soldier. It would take him years to become a sergeant. "You will become my personal messenger as of today. Report to me later."

The recruit didn't know what to say, and instead, bowed his head, thanking Elliot, who made his way into the tent. The first thing he sees in the tent was Emelia on the ground, hugging her knees. As if she wanted to hide something from him. He forced Emelia to raise her head by showing her face to him.

Elliot clenched his fist as he saw the bruises on her face. He praised himself for cutting the knight's head off. If he were to be alive, he might have been tortured to death. Emelia was his, and others still dared to touch and let alone look her. It looks like he'll need to properly announce to his dull soldiers and knights about his own property.

"This would not do. What am I going to do if the people see you in this state?"

His words were like poison to her since she felt he was pitying her. Emelia didn't need anyone to pity her. There is no need for that. It's just a waste of time for her, but for others, it is a form of entertainment, and that doesn't exclude Elliot.

"No answer, huh? I'll bring you to my camp. So that the people know that you are mine," Elliot said as he kneeled onto one knee. While Emelia looked away as she didn't want to go with him. She then said.

"I don't need your pity. I am fine alone."