The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 125 Prince Elf's Defection
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Prince Elf drew his sword, its blade gleaming with a cold mist, and thrust it toward Seymour.

—【Frost-Inscribed Sword】!
"Your Highness Seymour, watch out!"

Elrian's voice suddenly resounded in Seymour's heart.

—Early during the pre-battle preparations, Elion activated [Elion's Mind Link], bringing all the elves and humans in the party into the same mental communication channel.

Seymour raised an eyebrow, startled, and quickly dodged to the side, avoiding Prince Elf's gleaming sword.
"Your Highness Elf, what are you doing?"

Seymour immediately stopped flying and drew his longsword, which gleamed in the moonlight and was engraved with runes.

——【Elf Moonblade】!
Prince Elf seemed not to hear Seymour's words, his eyes glowing crimson.

Whoosh whoosh.

In the blink of an eye, three more swords pierced towards Seymour.

It must be said that Seymour is quite skilled as a Sword Singer known for his agility, flexibility, and ability to dodge.

The moon elf, facing the swift attacks of a legendary warrior of the same level, dodged and weaved, parrying with her sword or activating a shield spell with a single syllable, hastily blocking Prince Elf's fierce assault.

Although he looked disheveled, he managed to dodge the opponent's swift attack in a short time.

This is the mage who has cultivated the Way of the Sword Singer—

Although its offensive capabilities are significantly weaker than physical classes of the same level, it excels in agility and evasion.

Of course, as a branch of the mage class, the [Sword Singer] is more fragile and can only rely on dodging and defense to resist attacks. Once hit head-on, they will inevitably be seriously injured!

Anyone can see it—

If no one can stop Prince Elf, in just a few more seconds, Seymour will be unable to defend himself and will suffer a severe blow under the legendary elven warrior's swordsmanship!

"Calm down, Prince Elf!"

“You attacked Prince Seymour, one of our own people.”

The elven emissaries beside him shouted at Elf at the same time.

They all raised their hands, wanting to stop the crazed sun elf prince, but given his noble status, they couldn't afford to take any real action for the time being.

Just then, El-Erian made his move.

He looked at Prince Elf, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was nearly insane, and uttered a single word in dragon language with his right fist clenched:
"maze."

Snapped.

With a crisp sound, Elf vanished into a cloud of mist.

He was transported by Elian to an alternate-dimensional labyrinth.

For a highly skilled and unpredictable mage, completely defeating an enemy can be quite troublesome.

But controlling the opponent and dividing the battlefield is what they excel at.

"Wait a moment and let Prince Elf calm down on his own."

El-Erian said calmly.

After waiting patiently for about 10 seconds to confirm that it was almost time, El-Erian snapped his fingers again.

Snapped.

Prince Elf reappeared in the clouds.

At this moment, the sun elf prince had already sheathed his longsword, which gleamed with a cold light. He was panting heavily, and the bloodshot in his eyes had faded.

"I, I, I... what did I just do?"

"Did you just attack Prince Seymour?"

Prince Elf raised his hands, utterly incredulous at what had just happened, then looked at Seymour with a face full of guilt and apology:

"sorry Sorry sorry."

"Just now, my mind was suddenly filled with murderous intent, and my heart felt like it was filled with malice, as if I had become a different person."

Prince Elf murmured to himself, his heart pounding as he recalled the scene of his sudden attack on his teammates.

"Alright, Prince Elf has regained his senses."

Elion observed Prince Elf's condition and, after confirming that there were no problems, said:
"Under the protection of the [Mental Barrier], the effects of the mental suggestions he received were greatly reduced."

"With the mental fortitude of a legendary warrior, once he notices something amiss, he can recover after calming down for a while."

Recalling the scene of Prince Elf's sudden outburst, the members of the elven delegation were all extremely shaken, secretly relieved that Elion had warned them in advance to prepare.

Despite having taken preventative measures in advance, Prince Elf was still greatly affected.

If Elf hadn't been given the [Mind Barrier] beforehand... this Sun Elf prince would probably have completely defected and become an enemy!

Seeing the somewhat flustered expressions on everyone's faces, and vaguely sensing the slightly strange expressions on the faces of a few people in the group, Elian narrowed his eyes and scanned the numerous high-level elves and humans:

"You should also take a look at your own thinking and see if there's anything wrong with it. I suspect more than one person has been affected."

"The enemy has concentrated most of their mental interference power on the legendary warrior, Prince Elf. But many of you have certainly been affected as well."

—Yes, Elion had anticipated from the beginning that the enemy would target legendary warriors with weaker mental defenses. He had been closely monitoring Elf's mental state since the beginning and had already noticed that the Sun Elf prince had been affected!

However, Elion waited patiently for a while until the sun elf prince's problem fully erupted.

The purpose is to ensure that the problem is revealed within a controllable range, serving as a wake-up call for the elven delegation and the powerful humans!
what?
Everyone suddenly panicked and began to check if their thoughts had been disturbed.

Many elves and humans then noticed that just moments before, a great deal of malice that had been hidden deep within their hearts had inexplicably surfaced:
"Why should the elven god Corellon favor the sun elves? We moon elves are also high elves! The sun elf princess is dead, so what..."

"Because we Dark Elves joined the Elven Court relatively late, although we have many great families, only one of us appears among the 24 great families..."

“I was once the head of the Illusion School, and I have always been loyal to His Majesty Elion, but why can’t I see any hope of advancing to the ninth ring? In fact, in all the important occasions, no one has ever mentioned my name…”

In a panic, everyone examined their own minds, and many discovered that they had been subjected to some form of psychological suggestion, instantly feeling a sense of relief at having survived a disaster.
"Thank goodness the warning came in time."

"We almost fell for the enemy's mind control and started killing each other."

"Even under the influence of the [Mechanized Mind] spell, trying to think as rationally as possible, I've still suffered such severe effects. If I hadn't prepared beforehand, the problem would probably be much more serious..."

At this moment, many of the high-level human and elven warriors had lost their previous composure, their foreheads were covered in sweat, and more importantly, they looked somewhat pale.

Before the actual battle even began, they finally realized the terror of the enemy they were about to face—

Silently and stealthily, they can manipulate minds and control others invisibly!
Seeing the panicked expressions on everyone's faces, Elian remained calm, showing little surprise.

Recalling the scene of Prince Elf, this powerful and legendary warrior, suddenly turning against them, Elion couldn't help but sigh:

Compared to spellcasters, physical classes have the advantage of a strong physique, making them more susceptible to physical effects such as instant death, petrification, poison, and disease.

However, their mental defenses are relatively weak, making them susceptible to charm, control, and suggestion.

In the parlance of tabletop role-playing games from my past life, I'm good at saving throws with fortitude, but weak with saving throws with willpower.

In his previous life, when Elion was just a junior mage, he had seen too many examples of "melee classes that were the main damage dealers being mentally manipulated by the enemy, turning against their side in the face of battle, resulting in the annihilation of the entire adventure party".

"Alas, no matter how strong a warrior with a mortal body is, he will always have weaknesses..."

"If the physical damage dealer in the team were a loyal golem construct, we wouldn't be facing this problem today."

"Perfect timing. This is the direction Eldoron will be heading in over the next decade or so, before the Abyss Rift opens..."

Such a thought flashed through Elian's mind.

As a magical empire, Eldoron's main focus is naturally on the spellcasting profession, which is also the field that he, the god of magic in his previous life, is most familiar with.

In this fantastical world, only magic possesses the most diverse functions, and only magic comes closest to the truth.

As for front-line melee tanks, they are necessary and can be present, but they are not irreplaceable.

"We're almost there..."

Collecting his thoughts, Elian gazed ahead at the end of the tunnel, at the endless, profound darkness:
"Ahead lies Princess Leah's location!"

According to the senses from the soul imprint, Princess Leah is in that location.

While everyone was examining their own hearts and Elian's thoughts were racing, the team continued to move forward!
Among the delegation, one of the eighth-ringed mages pointed forward:
"Light! Daylight!"

The bright light dispelled the darkness, highlighting what lurked in the shadows.

It was a vast underground cavern, leading to a steep cliff at the edge of the deeper earth, where a densely packed group of more than 200 wild elves had formed a circle.

Surrounded by a host of stars at the center is the enormous Emerald, the Green Dragon Lord, as large as a small mountain.

And Princess Lia, bound to her seat by an invisible force, her face as pale as a corpse, her blonde hair soaked in sweat, and crimson blood flowing from her eyes, nostrils and ears.

"Leah!"

"your Highness!"

"Emerald, the Green Dragon Lord, it really is you!"

Upon witnessing this scene, and seeing Princess Lia's deathly pale face, Elf Sunshine, Seymour Moon Whisper, and the numerous members of the elven delegation all revealed an uncontrollable rage:

"They've captured so many of our elven brethren, and now they've kidnapped the princess..."

"Emerald Dragon, you are provoking the Elven Royal Court! You are doomed!"

(End of this chapter)