Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 1130. The Beginning of The Darkness [Part 2]

The group sat in silence.

Red_King leaned forward slightly and let out a small, casual laugh. “You okay, pal?” His tone was light, but his eyes were cautious, watching Zael closely.

Zael turned toward him, and though his smile returned, it was weaker, less certain. “Yes, of course.” He hesitated for a moment before continuing. “I know, being the king’s illegitimate kid, I’m probably not too popular around here. But I try my best. One day, they’ll recognize me. Recognize us.” His voice grew stronger, filled with determination.

“We fight to protect the people, after all. Together, we’re their shield. They need us, and one day, the king and his court will realize that.”

Red_King shifted in his seat, leaning slightly toward Elio and whispering under his breath, “His moral compass sounds a lot like yours, doesn’t it?”

Elio smirked, though there was a glint of something more in his eyes—an understanding, perhaps. “He’s playing the hero,” he muttered quietly. And yes, it sounded like him… It was ironic that he and this game’s villain once had the same moral compass.

Zael continued, seemingly unaware of their whispered exchange. “The king is harsh, but he is wise. He sees potential in me—us. He wouldn’t send us to the battlefield if he didn’t believe we could handle it. The people are counting on us to protect them from the darkness. That’s why we have to stand strong, even when it feels like the court is against us.”

Father^Alex leaned toward Elio and Red_King, his voice barely a whisper. “What now? Are we just going to let the game narrative run its course?” His eyes darted nervously between Zael and the others, unsure of how to proceed.

Red_King shook his head subtly. “No. We dig. We find out what we can—his weakness, the source of his power. Whatever we uncover here might give us an edge in the main game.” His voice was steady, determined, as if he were on a mission.

Elio smirked slightly, his gaze shifting back to Zael. “Right. We play along, but we push him. See what he reveals. There’s always something.”

They straightened up, their eyes now focused on Zael with a new intensity. This wasn’t just an event for them—it was an opportunity.

Zael, noticing their sudden attentiveness, smiled warmly. “I’m glad you all understand. The court may doubt me, but with you by my side, we’ll prove them wrong.” His eyes gleamed with optimism as he looked at each of them.

Red_King leaned forward, his voice casual but probing. “Zael, you’ve fought on the frontlines for a while now, right? Against all kinds of enemies—lich armies, undead hordes. How do you keep winning? What’s the secret to your strength?”

Zael blinked, his smile faltering for just a moment, though it returned quickly. “It’s not just about strength. It’s about unity. The bond between comrades, the willingness to sacrifice for one another—that’s what gives me power. The people rely on us, and that duty fuels my will to fight. You guys have given me more power than you think.”

Elio exchanged a glance with Red_King, both of them mentally noting the response. Elio pressed further, his voice feigning admiration. “But surely there’s more to it than that. You’ve faced enemies far stronger than any normal soldier could handle. There has to be something special about you—something that sets you apart from the others.”

Zael hesitated this time, his expression tightening as if the question struck something deeper. “I’ve trained under the kingdom’s greatest warriors. I’ve learned the art of battle, studied the strategies of our best generals. But…” He trailed off, his gaze shifting slightly as though he were choosing his words carefully. “There is something else.

A blessing, if you will, that was granted to me by the royal bloodline. A gift from the gods, bestowed upon our family. It allows me to protect those who cannot protect themselves.”

Mila’s eyes widened, her curiosity piqued. “A blessing from the gods? What kind of blessing?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly with nervous excitement. This was what they needed—something concrete, something they could use.

Zael smiled gently, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. “The gift is a double-edged sword. It gives me strength in battle, allows me to wield power beyond that of a normal knight. But it also binds me to the throne. The price of this power is loyalty—absolute loyalty to the king and the people. I can never abandon them, no matter the cost.”

Father^Alex, still nervous but intrigued, asked softly, “And what happens if you fail? If you lose? Does the blessing go away?”

Zael’s face darkened for a brief moment, and there was a flicker of something deeper in his eyes. “If I fail… I lose more than just the blessing. I lose everything. My honor, my place in the kingdom, my very soul. That is the price of failure for someone like me.

But I do not intend to fail.” His voice, though calm, carried an undercurrent of fear and conviction, as if his responsibility pressed down on him with every breath.

The group exchanged glances, each one silently processing what Zael had just revealed. This blessing—this mysterious power bestowed by the royal bloodline—was the key. It had to be. Perhaps this was the very thing that made the Devil Emperor, Zael’s future self, so invincible.

But something didn’t add up. If the blessing was tied to loyalty, to his unwavering service to the king and the people, then how could he have kept it after betraying the kingdom and becoming the Devil Emperor?

Azura leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she probed deeper. “And what if the king turns against you? What happens then? Would the blessing still bind you to someone unworthy of it?”

Zael hesitated, the question clearly striking a nerve. His smile faltered, and when he finally responded, his voice was quieter, more resigned. “I… don’t want to think about that.” There was a dryness to his tone, a bitter edge that hinted at thoughts he had pushed deep down. He gave a tight, uncomfortable smile, as though the very idea of the king turning against him was too painful to consider.

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