IT MR HURTS. COMMANDER!!
CH. 6 I ORDER YOU TO MARRY HER.

The party was led to face the Emperor. Slaves were first confronted before the Emperor in anticipation that the emperor would need additional slaves or servants.

"Hail your Majesty" salute them with your head bowed.

"Your highness brought 40 new slaves who came from every village. Your people still follow your rules. Your people look to love you" Alfonso said

The slaves and members of Alfonso shuddered in horror with those words including Sophia.

"What kind of lie is this, is this old man the Great Emperor of this kingdom? I can even surmise that this old man has never set foot outside the royal gates. Great emperor, your people do not love you, but they fear you. Being loved is better than being feared you know" Sophia chanted inwardly with her head still covered by Filips' warm coat.

The emperor was seen scanning all the slaves brought by Alfonso. Until the wrinkled netra looked at Sophia's smooth, white and bright legs.

"Why did you close that woman? Is it so bad that you're protecting my eyesight?" Ask the emperor.

Alfonso's surprised. He looked back and found the strange woman who had raised her head to him, covered in a warm coat owned by Philip. Evidently from all the members he brought, only Filips who looks not wearing his coat.

"Sorry Your Majesty, I will order Filips to open the cover" the commander said.

Alfonso gave the code to open the cover coat of elegance foreign women.

Ssraakk!!

The cover coat was exposed revealing Sophia's flawless perfect form. Eyes scanned the entire room, indicating the owner was confused. That adorable plain sharpener looks very attractive to look at.

The deg!!

When the wrinkled netra of the emperor looked at Sophia's sparkling glare netra, time stopped spinning. Emperor dazed.

"This look, this face, this eye twinkle, how come?" Mumbled the emperor

The people inside the hall looked confused looking at the strange look of the emperor. They assumed that the Emperor must have been very interested in this perfect form.

"If the emperor needs this woman, the emperor can have her. She was the daughter of a pair of merchants in the village market A" Clearly the commander jolted the Emperor's daydream.

The emperor cleared his throat breaking the awkwardness.

Netra Emperor glanced at the generals and ministers who were next to him. The starving look clearly showed interest in Sophia.

It bothers him a little. No matter what happened to the emperor, a feeling of wanting to protect emerged from within his heart. He felt the danger and gripping aura that these starving eyes produced. No, he couldn't let go of the sabre netra that was similar to someone's property just like that.

"Ekhhem, I took the woman honorably out of the royal Slave Company, and gave her as a gift to the Warlord Alfonso for her devotion and ability in protecting and serving the leaders, as well as maintaining the comfort of the empire. I command Alfonso to marry the woman of the gift I give" said the old man's loud voice.

The deg!

The whole person in the hall was shocked. Not believing what they hear.

Including Alfonso who was frozen.

Bra!kkkk!!

All people were silent looking down at the dragon carving jug that was very expensive hit the body strapping Alfonso.

"You refuse my gift? I can even kill you right now, you're ruining my pride, You should know what your position is in front of me!!!" Shouted the emperor.

Everyone paled in his place. Only this arrogant emperor dared to shout in front of this ruthless assassin.

Alfonso silently clenched his hand. A gripping aura surrounded Alfonso's sturdy body. This gripping atmosphere makes anyone difficult to breathe.

"Your Majesty, I was sent by your people to become slaves in this empire Your Majesty, I can only do homework and cook alone" softly sophia said. She also did not want to be the wife of the handsome but arrogant man. He never thought of getting married at this age.

Degg

"That voice, that woman, this shit must be a trick of that cunning woman, how could I not recognize her face that night, I won't let you breathe that damn easy!!" Maki Alfonso in her heart who thought that this was a tactic and trick from the innocent creature.

His jaw hardened, his fist strengthened, a killing aura shot out from his body. The emperor who read that was stunned.

"I don't need an excuse from a lowly slave like you. I can put you wherever I want. My decision is round. I married Alfonso the commander of the kingdom to the young girl. The wedding ceremony will be held 3 days later. It's orders!!" Emperors firm say.

Alfonso who was silent held back his anger, got an envious and cynical look from some starving eyes that originally imagined would spend the night with the makeup body like the Goddess.

Alfonso's eyes turned sharp to draw out Sophia's watery silky netra.

"No, this is not what I want. I just want to work and make money so I can find my family, what if that mean guy kills me, what if I'm trapped here forever, how am I supposed to find my family? Uncle, this is not what I want uncle, I beg to pick me up" said Sophia who expected the negative things she would face.

The pale girl was seen lurking around the room to seek help. There would be no normal humans who would not be leached with that desperate gaze except for the rulers within this room.

The slaves looked at poor Sophia, as if guessing what this poor girl would go through. There was no envy shown by these slaves to Sophia. No one dared to want that position, which was the same as delivering a life.

Filips stared at this watered-down blue netra.

"How could his fate be this cruel, How could the emperor give this innocent girl to the Angel of Death, I can't imagine what torment this poor girl would face. May the Lord of the heavens help him" murmured Filips.

This tense meeting was closed with some of the royal officials taking their private slaves, and the rest would take care of the royal trash.

Unlike the servants, the Slaves in this kingdom had more despicable value than the servants.

If the slave is chosen directly by the royal officials, then it is certain that his life will only be the satisfaction of the lust of these striped noses. If the slaves were not chosen by the royal officials, it would be the duty to sort out the garbage, servants and servants, and not infrequently some soldiers would profit from the wasted slaves.

Then, should Sophia be grateful to be excluded from the title contemptible? Or the opposite?

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