A Villainess For The Tyrant

I did think Emperor Estian wouldnt just take any regular woman as his empress She turned out to be skilled after all. Although he hadnt felt impressive strength from her, it was amazing how she was capable of such precise combat technique. It made Ruin like her all the more.

An individuals physical strength and physique varied greatly from birth, and while training could make one stronger, the conditions you were born with mattered most. Most people without a good base would forgo the path to becoming stronger and choose another way of life. But there are some who overcome those obstacles, like her.

Those that lacked strength often made up for the difference with technique. Clearly the empress fell into this category. To be able to inflict this much pain with such slender wrists and legs. Although her gorgeous looks suggested otherwise, the prince was sure she mustve spent days of incredible perseverance in training. Gazing at her with an expression full of respect deserving for a warrior of martial arts, he was surprised to find that she just so happened to be returning his gaze in that moment, except the look in her eyes made him speechless.

Has she even learned the art of cursing with her eyes? He had encountered numerous experts in his lifetime, but Cecile was the first person who could curse, and viciously curse at that, with such variety. Letting out an awkward cough, he stuttered, W-we should first get out of here, my wife. His words only served to dial up the harshness in Ceciles gaze.

Ruin turned to glance at Emperor Estian, who was still busy battling the balls of fire circling in the sky and shooting down at him, one after another. Each one of those balls contained power that rivaled most high-tier magical spells, and they were splitting apart and increasing in number the longer the battle continued. His guess was that these flaming projectiles wouldnt cease their pursuit until their target was reduced to ashes.

The prince watched as one ball of fire was deflected by Estian and crashed into the roof of one of the surrounding buildings. Although it had lost the power to chase its target, its flames were still blazing strongly. Fiendish sorcery is what it is, he thought. It was obvious what would happen if one was hit by one of those balls of fire. Their entire body would instantly be engulfed, and they would be melted to death with excruciating pain. Still, this sorcery had provided a window of opportunity for Ruin.

It was hard searching for a chance to act even after following her all day long The kidnapping of the empress had to be successful in one try. After tailing them all day while masking his presence, he had reaffirmed that should he fail on his first try, the next attempt wouldnt simply be difficult but outright impossible.

Though it was almost impossible that war would break out between this continent and his homeland, one could never know what might happen in the future. Thats why Ruin planted informants in the empire, and received reports every month. Not to mention, he already had a healthy interest in the emperor that was rumored to rival him in strength.

Information of the endless parade of women who entered the imperial palace had reached Ruins ears. He learned about how they had all died without exception, and how Estian hadnt displayed the slightest bit of interest in those women. Thats why it was only natural that the empress he selected himself must be different from the rest. Still, who wouldve expected the emperor would be so smitten with her? As expected, Estian never once relaxed his guard around Cecile after they left the villa, even though they had disguised their appearances.

Regretfully casting a glance at Estian, Ruin thought it was disappointing he wouldnt have the contest of strength with Emperor Estian that he wanted, but even he recognized this wasnt the time. Just as he pushed that desire away and readied to make his escape, the surroundings abruptly grew brighter.