"Who is your leader?"
Her voice rang out, and Erkan heard it clearly.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Elina.
"Elina Lorian…"
He recognized her immediately. Her name and face were etched clearly in his memory—Nolan Lorian's younger sister.
Unexpectedly, it was this woman leading the forces of the Great Velmora Empire.
That made the situation even more troublesome.
Erkan suppressed his frustration and urged his horse forward. Twenty mounted soldiers rode beside him.
"It is me, Your Highness," Erkan replied coldly. "What do you wish to discuss?"
Elina stopped three meters away and looked him up and down.
"What is the meaning of this? Why are you pursuing my brother?" she asked bluntly. "Are you trying to start a war with the Great Velmora Empire?"
The threat in her words was obvious. Erkan felt both annoyed and offended.
Nolan was the one responsible for Aldrian's death, yet Elina was acting as if he were the wrongdoer.
