Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 1036 : You Assume Way Too Much

Villain Ch 1036. You Assume Way Too Much

Allen frowned, still trying to make sense of what Emma had just said. Her words were cryptic, and it wasn't like her to avoid answering directly. "So, you liked someone… but you decided to keep your feelings to yourself?" he assumed, his voice laced with confusion as he tried to piece together the puzzle.

Without missing a beat, Emma approached him, that ever-present mischievous glint back in her eyes. She didn't answer right away. Instead, she pressed her index finger against his lips—not gently, but in a dramatic, over-the-top way that made Allen tilt his head slightly in surprise. "Shh!" she said in an exaggerated, theatrical tone, her eyes wide with mock seriousness.

"You assume way too much, brother."

Allen blinked, still thrown off by the sudden move. Emma held her pose for another second, her finger still firmly on his lips, as if she was sealing them shut with her command.

Then, with the same nonchalance she always had, she lowered her index finger and wiped it on the sleeve of his sweater, as if she'd touched something unpleasant. "Some things," she said dramatically, "should remain a secret. You don't need to worry about me."

Allen stood there for a moment, watching her wipe her finger on his sweater. He sighed. "Yeah, I think I shouldn't worry about you," he replied, his voice tinged with a cringe. It was almost impossible to take her seriously when she was acting like this, though there was something beneath her words that made him think.

"Good," Emma said with a satisfied nod, like the conversation was officially over in her mind. She turned on her heel, her dramatic flair still intact as she began to walk away. She waved a hand casually over her shoulder, not even bothering to look back. "See ya at dinner, brother," she called out, her tone light and carefree as she disappeared down the hall, leaving Allen standing there.

Allen watched her go, shaking his head with a small, bemused smile. Emma was impossible, that much was clear. No matter how much he tried to dig into what she was really feeling or thinking, she always managed to brush it off with sarcasm or dramatic gestures.

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It was just the way she dealt with things, and Allen had learned that if she wasn't ready to talk, pushing her would only make her retreat further.

The rest of Allen's day was kind of normal. After Emma's teasing and cryptic words, he settled back into his usual routine—retreating into the world of Hell's Gate, where things were, oddly enough, simpler in their chaos.

He logged in and was immediately greeted by the cursed crypts' familiar sight. He completed his daily quest. Then, as usual, he met up with the girls—Zoe, Shea, Jane, Larissa, Bella, Alice, and Vivian—to do some grinding. They tore through enemy mobs, collecting loot and bantering in between fights. It felt good and natural.

But it wasn't long before Allen switched gears. He put on his disguise as Al and met up with Azura. Under the mask of his other identity, he found a kind of freedom in moving through the world unnoticed, especially when he was with Azura. She had no idea he was the devil emperor, her cousin hiding behind a different name, and that made their interactions simple—fun, even.

Afterward, Allen made his way into the bustling market area, where players gathered to trade, gossip, and share news about the game. His ears picked up on whispers about the latest updates, rumors swirling about various guild politics. He wasn't here just for the grinding anymore—he had another objective.

The argument between Red_King, Father^Alex, Elio, and Sophia had become the hottest topic in the game lately, and Allen wanted to know more about it. Allen wandered the marketplace, he overheard bits and pieces of conversations about the fallout. Red_King wasn't happy with how things had gone down. Neither was Father^Alex who had openly expressed his displeasure with Sophia.

They had never really liked her, and most of the guild seemed to feel the same way. But somehow, against all odds, Sophia had managed to boost her reputation, especially among the mid- to low-level players.

It wasn't hard to see why—Liam's video of the Black Castle incident had gone viral on the forums, and Sophia had come out of it looking stronger than before, her name now buzzing among players once again.

Also, despite the growing tension, Elio hadn't kicked Sophia out of the guild, which surprised Allen. By all accounts, it looked like her days with the guild were numbered, yet she still remained. Maybe it was politics, maybe something deeper, but whatever the reason, it didn't concern him. At least, not directly.

Allen leaned against one of the market stalls, his ears half-listening to the ongoing discussions. The drama didn't affect him, not as the devil emperor or as Al. But yes, he needed an update.

Then something caught his attention. It was Mila. She had been following him, clearly wanting to talk, her character hovering near him as if waiting for the right moment.

When she finally worked up the courage, she approached him, her avatar walking over with a wave. "Hey, Allen," she greeted, her voice cheerful. There was something casual and friendly about Mila, the way she approached him with ease, even though they didn't know each other that well.

Allen smiled, preparing to engage in what he hoped would be an easy, lighthearted conversation. "Hey," he replied, his voice calm.

Just as they were about to exchange more than greetings, something unexpected happened. Mila's avatar disappeared out of a sudden.

Allen blinked, momentarily confused, before realizing what had happened. Mila's guild leader had activated the Battle Call skill, summoning all their members to a guild raid. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, watching as the spot where Mila had been standing just seconds ago was now empty.

"Well, there goes the conversation," he muttered to himself, shaking his head.