I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 116, page 1.7, section 33: Lias's Voyage
"Tell me, what do you know?" Fernana pressed Orsia's hands down, pressing her face tightly to the ground, her brows furrowed, yet she still exuded a very gentle aura.

Orsia tried desperately to break free, but with her hands pinned behind her back, she couldn't muster any strength. Her amber eyes glared at her resentfully.

"Who are you? I know you are not Moya, so I am asking for your real name and identity," Daolin asked, sitting down on a nearby rock.

He wasn't worried about Mu Yegui getting into trouble, so when he saw the boy, he decided to leave with the others first. After all, staying would only be a burden. Their presence there would only restrict Mu Yegui's actions; it would be better to interrogate the woman who had inadvertently revealed her identity first.

Orsia refused to speak. With a 'bang', a bullet grazed her face and entered her shoulder, splattering blood onto Fernana's clothes.

Shui Qi held a pistol, its smoking black muzzle pointed at Orsia. He chuckled and said, "I have a fever. Although my mind is clear, my movements are a bit uncoordinated. If I accidentally hit you on the head, you won't be able to say anything. I'm not joking with you. If you want to try it, go ahead, but you'll have to bear the consequences."

Dao Lin looked up at him. Shui Qi's behavior was a bit strange. Was there some deeper meaning behind it?

the other side.

"My God! Your Highness!! How did you get injured!!" A scream broke the silence. Mu Yegui and Zhu Yan exchanged a glance and simultaneously withdrew their weapons.

Zhu Yan had extremely obvious wounds on his arms, thighs, waist, abdomen, and even cheeks, with blood soaking his white clothes. The mysterious black totem at the corner of his left eye made his handsome face look even more sinister. He rubbed his pointed ears, which had been stimulated by the high-decibel screams, with a slightly disgusted expression on his face.

Mu Yegui's wounds were almost identical to his, except that the scars on her neck were larger, and one could vaguely see bits of bone. Because her blood was transparent, only faint gold specks could be seen in the sunlight, so it was impossible to clearly tell how many wounds she had. One could only discern them from the extent of her torn clothes and the obvious, unconcealable wounds on her neck.

She stared intently at Zhu Yan's pair of fair, pointed ears, seemingly particularly fond of them, while paying no attention to the wounds on her own body.

A girl dressed in a black and white maid outfit ran over, her purple eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Zhu Yan, sobbing with heartache, "Your Highness, are you in pain? Waaah~ It's my fault, I didn't watch you properly and you got hurt! Waaah~"

Zhu Yan turned her face away with a look of disgust, adopting an attitude of "out of sight, out of mind".

"Shut up! I'm not dead. This injury will heal soon," Zhu Yan said irritably. Several times he tried to lift the giant scythe, but put it down each time. Finally, he simply put it away.

"I'm sorry! It's all my fault! Waaah, I made you angry!" The girl wailed, but she didn't forget to wipe Zhu Yan's face with a handkerchief, as if it were a fragile item.

Mu Yegui touched his neck; the wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, the wound, which had almost been fatal, was completely healed without leaving a trace, as if the injury he had suffered was unreal. Only his tattered clothes told everyone that the wound had been real.

Zhu Yan's wounds also disappeared almost instantly as Mu Yegui recovered, and the two people's self-healing speeds were almost the same.

He looked at Mu Yegui with surprise, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I knew I wasn't wrong. Although we're not the same type, our weapons are indeed of the same type."

"Lan, go away and don't bother me." Zhu Yan waved her hand, dismissively telling the crying girl to go away on her own.

"Yes..." Lan timidly glanced at Zhu Yan, wiped away her tears, and walked to the back.

"Are you also part of the advanced dungeon?" Mu Yegui asked, deliberately, sensing that Zhu Yan might know a lot. Zhu Yan frowned and denied it, "Huh? Advanced dungeon? I don't remember any dungeon master here. The only pirate captain was invited for tea by that guy Sher."

From the fact that Zhu Yan addressed the Duke by his name, Sher, and acted in a very familiar manner, it's clear that he is also a dungeon master. Furthermore, judging from the fact that he was able to injure her, he is stronger than Fish, even though he looks very young.

Orsia claims to be the owner of the instance and possesses the Crown Prince's items, so there's no reason why she shouldn't be the owner of the instance.

Mu Yegui had always believed that the dungeon bosses who possessed the Crown Prince's items were the dungeon owners, but after Zhu Yan denied it, she suddenly felt like she had fallen into some kind of misconception.

“She has the Crown Prince's items, and this instance level is indeed Crown Prince,” Mu Yegui said slowly.

“There are many reasons why a dungeon can be classified as a Crown Prince, and the owner of the dungeon is not determined by whether they possess Crown Prince items.” Zhu Yan scratched his slightly messy, fiery red hair, casually sat down on the ground, and patted Mu Yegui next to him, gesturing for him to sit down.

Mu Yegui took a few steps forward and sat down next to him, her clear, silver eyes showing a hint of confusion as she asked, "Then how do we determine this?"

“Title, power, and totem are all indispensable, just like the nature of a crown prince. The first two are not easy to explain, but the last one, the totem, is very easy to understand. You can think of it as an official anti-counterfeiting mark, like the totem here,” Zhu Yan said, pointing to the mysterious black totem on the corner of his left eye.

As expected, Zhu Yan was also the owner of the copy.

However, after his explanation, Mu Yegui basically understood what was going on. Mu Yin was the crown prince, so his title was Satan, and power equals privilege. Although she didn't know where the totem was, it should be somewhere on her body.

It was also her fault for mistaking the owner of the copy, but Orsia did not deny it.

Why would she claim to be the owner of a dungeon when she is clearly not?
Orsia struggled to get up, but Fernana pressed her down again. In the end, she could only look pleadingly at Daolin, "Save me! If they find out, the master will kill me!"

"Aren't you the owner of the instance? Why are you afraid of that boy?" Shui Qi covered her forehead, looking somewhat distressed.

"I watched him kill... the original owner of this instance... I only took this crown prince item after her death out of jealousy and became the instance owner in her place..." As long as she didn't encounter those adults, she would never give herself away, and even Fishu wouldn't know!

All she wanted was to become the master of the instance and enjoy that supreme power...

However, she was afraid of death...

The mystery begins to unfold.

Mu Yin's totem had appeared before.

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(End of this chapter)