I Became The Novel's Biggest Antagonist

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Luna-Evelyn and her group decided to meet with the Emperor of Lunaria directly—if possible—to discuss security measures against Krainel Salvador. However, the Emperor was nowhere in sight. Instead, they approached a high-ranking knight who seemed to hold considerable influence.

"Commander Christian. But you, my lovely lady, may call me Christian," he said with a flirtateous tone, lifting Luna-Evelyn's hand and pressing a light kiss against her knuckles. His charming grin was the kind that would normally make noblewomen swoon.

Unfortunately for him, Luna-Evelyn was no ordinary woman. She didn't blush or waver under his flirtation. Instead, she stared at him, expression neutral, as if questioning why he was wasting time instead of helping them.

Christian, however, wasn't discouraged. If anything, he seemed even more intrigued by her indifference.

"Oi, we asked for the Emperor," Stephen interrupted with a groan.

Christian's charming facade flickered for a moment, revealing a hint of annoyance, but he recovered quickly, replacing it with a smile. "Unfortunately, His Majesty isn't here at the moment."

"Can we speak to someone else with influence over this wedding?" Ophelia asked impatiently.

"Hm, well... I could take you to His Highness, but he's currently getting ready. He is, after all, the groom."

"Please." Luna-Evelyn asked.

Christian studied her for a moment before his lips curled into a sly smile. "For you, Milady, I suppose I can take the risk. Follow me." With a flourish, he turned on his heel and led the way.

Julius grimaced. "What an irritating man."

"I want to punch him in the face," Stephen added bluntly.

Ophelia chuckled. "A shame. He never stood a chance with Luna-Evelyn."

Julius smirked. "Right. Only Adam has a shot with the unreachable Luna-Evelyn."

Ophelia chuckled again. She couldn't argue with that. Luna-Evelyn had always been at ease around people like Adam. Well… she thought of 'people' in general, but honestly, she doubted there was another person like Adam in any world.

Before long, they arrived at the groom's preparation room.

Christian knocked lightly on the door. "Your Highness. We have guests from the World Order."

After a brief pause, the spell on the door dissipated, granting them entry.

Inside stood a handsome young man with silver hair slicked back and piercing blue eyes. He was adjusting the fit of his white groom's suit, scrutinizing every detail in the mirror. Behind him, a team of stylists and makeup artists worked meticulously, while further back, a guard stood watch with a sharp gaze fixed on Christian. This was no ordinary guard—he was a high-ranking Commander-in-Chief of the Lunarian army, now assigned as the groom's personal escort under the Emperor's direct orders.

"Lord Moider," Christian greeted his superior with a polite nod before shifting her attention to the Imperial Prince, Kainar Lunaria. "Your Highness."

Still focused on his reflection, Kainar asked casually, "What is it, Christian?"

"Members of the World Order wish to speak with you," Christian said.

Kainar finally turned slightly, an eyebrow raised. "The World Order? From New Earth? What business do they have in Arcadia?"

Julius stepped forward. "His Majesty, the Emperor, is likely already aware. We have intelligence suggesting that an S-Ranked criminal plans to attend this wedding."

Kainar's expression remained calm, almost indifferent. "An S-Ranked criminal? At my wedding? And you're certain of this?"

"We discovered an official invitation addressed to him," Ophelia explained. "It strongly suggests that someone within either your court or Solaria's has ties to this individual."

"Is that so?"

Kainar didn't seem much interested.

"This is a serious matter," Luna spoke up finally, stepping forward with furrowed brows. She couldn't hide her vexation at how nonchalant Kainar seemed.

At that moment, the door swung open, and a woman with yellowish-white hair entered.

"Oh?"

She wasn't alone. Beside her stood a young man with white hair, dressed quite well.

Luna—Evelyn—locked eyes with him. Her expression flickered between shock and disbelief before she whispered a single name.

"Adam."

"Huh?" Stephen followed her gaze, his eyes widening in recognition. Ophelia and Julius, too, looked stunned.

Adam was barely recognizable. His usual disheveled appearance was replaced by a refined look—his hair neatly styled, his dark under-eye circles concealed with makeup. He looked... different. Almost uncharacteristically put together.

Only after Luna reacted did the rest of her team fully register who he was.

"Adam? Is that really you?" Ophelia asked, smiling in amusement as she studied him.

Lyanna turned toward Adam with a suspicious gaze. "You know them?"

"They're from the World Order."

Lyanna's eyes narrowed. "And how exactly do you know them?"

"I worked with them on a case," he answered without hesitation.

Lyanna wasn't satisfied. "A doctor involved with the World Order?"

Stephen scoffed, crossing his arms. "A doctor? This guy is from [Horizon]."

"Horizon? That group of scientists?" Lyanna scoffed, her cold gaze locking onto Adam. "So, you're not a real doctor?"

Adam remained calm. "I am a doctor. I could give you a precise analysis of your body's condition right now if you'd like."

"You won't." Lyanna glared at him.

What was his obsession with her body anyway?!

Before they could continue, Julius spoke up. "Wait—Adam, you really came after all? Why? Don't tell me you're seriously looking for Krainel Salvador."

"Krainel who?" Lyanna frowned.

"A criminal wanted by the World Order. He's likely attending this wedding," Moider explained.

Lyanna's expression darkened. "Is he dangerous?"

Julius nodded. "Extremely. Even Luna-Evelyn struggled against him, and she's an S-Rank. Worse, he's in possession of a Book of Asmodeus."

Lyanna's eyes widened. "Asmodeus? Isn't that a devil?"

"He is," Adam confirmed. "And Krainel Salvador intends to resurrect him."

"Resurrect him?" Lyanna looked between them in disbelief. "Then why hasn't the wedding been canceled yet? You did inform the Emperors, right?" She asked Luna-Evelyn.

"We did," Luna-Evelyn replied. "But they insisted on going through with it."

This alliance had been in the making for over a decade. Calling it off at the last moment wasn't a decision the Emperors were willing to make lightly.

"We can't even confirm if Krainel Salvador will actually be here," Moider said, explaining why the Emperors weren't treating the situation as a direct threat.

"He'll be here," Adam interrupted him.

Moider's gaze hardened as he turned toward Adam. "And just who are you, boy?"

"A doctor," Adam replied.

Moider narrowed his eyes. "I've never heard of Horizon sending a doctor as a guest."

"I've never heard of you either."

A barely stifled snicker came from Lyanna.

'Damn, he's good.'

She didn't like Moider much, so watching Adam deliver that retort was pure entertainment at least not when it wasn't against her.

Moider's expression visibly tightened, but before he could reply, Kainar spoke up.

"All right, let's all take a breath," he said. "This is my wedding—an important one for the future of Zelandia. The last thing we need is to cause unnecessary panic when we don't even know if there's a real threat."

"It's too risky. There are thousands of guests here—civilians, children—all gathered for the grand wedding. If Krainel Salvador really is among them, are you prepared to take responsibility, Your Highness?" Ophelia asked sternly.

"Watch your words when addressing the prince," Moider warned with a frown.

"You can't deny the truth in what she's saying," Julius said.

Kainar let out a slow breath, his tone turning serious. "I don't think you fully grasp what's at stake here. This marriage is the result of years of effort, and the implications of canceling it are severe. The nobles already oppose this union—calling it off now would only give them more reason to rebel. Without this alliance, the future of Lunaria and Solaria could be grim. Who's to say the next emperors will be as reasonable as our fathers?"@@novelbin@@

He had a point. The previous emperors had despised each other so deeply that no truce had ever been possible. This was the first real chance for peace.

"My father is a rational man, and so is the Emperor of Solaria," Kainar continued, briefly glancing at Lyanna. "This wedding has to happen. It has to succeed—for the sake of Zelandia's peace."

"Even if the risks are high?" Stephen asked, frowning.

"I never said we should ignore the risks," Kainar shook his head. "Your mission is to stop Krainel Salvador, isn't it? Then do it. Find him before he harms anyone. There's still time before the ceremony begins."

Ophelia blinked. "You want us to track him down?"

"I want proof that this wedding is truly in danger. If you're from the World Order, then you should be more than capable of uncovering the truth. That is your job, isn't it?"

A small silence followed his words.

Then, Luna spoke up. "And if we do find proof…?"

Kainar met her gaze without hesitation. "Then I will personally call off the wedding." He straightened. "You have my full permission to investigate the guests—just be discreet about it."

Lunevy exchanged glances with her teammates before nodding. It wasn't a perfect solution, but it was better than nothing.

Lyanna and Adam turned to leave teh room as well, but as Adam took a step forward, a hand suddenly grabbed the back of his collar.

Before he could react, he was yanked back and shoved against the wall, a firm hand slamming down beside his face, trapping him in place.

"You're not going anywhere."