The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

At that moment, "Kshia" walked in from outside the door, bowing slightly when she saw the elf: "You've come."

She waved for the others to leave, and the king's concern seemed genuine. Only after everyone had left did she take a deep breath and wipe her face. Another female elf appeared before Maginus.

"Who is this……"

“Ilsis, Xhia sent me.”

"That's great! Is Princess Kshia alright?"

Upon learning Maginus's identity, the acting princess breathed a sigh of relief upon confirming that Ksia was still alive, but her expression also carried a hint of resentment, suggesting that she probably didn't want to remain on the throne as a substitute.

"Thankfully, I'll come and check on the King's condition."

Maginus turned her gaze to the elf. The mage hesitated for a moment before deciding to let the girl try anything, since the king was in a state where he certainly couldn't hold on for long. It would be best if he could hold on until a year or two after Kersia returned with the people of the Orchid Cult.

Approaching the king, Maginus, with his putrid life force entering his senses, seized his right arm, a malevolent curse attempting to crawl across from the point of contact, but failing because their skin was merely touching.

As Maginus loosened his grip on the king's right arm, his fingertips silently cracked, and concentrated life force flowed intermittently into the king's arm, seeping smoothly into his skin.

Under Maginos's control, the foreign life force began to integrate into the king himself, much more smoothly than the magic that was blocked by the curse.

It can only be said that everyone has their own expertise, but although it was more successful than the magical healing, the curse noticed the increased vitality and quickly launched a counterattack, causing even more intense damage to the king's body.

The current situation is that the curse is too strong, and the king's body and soul are too weak. Giving him any nourishment is not enough and will instead trigger a backlash from the curse.

Since that's the case, let's forcefully infuse more life force. Anyway, we can merge into it instantly, and we can also transfer some soul energy to the king in front of us.

Seeing the king's complexion brighten slightly before quickly fading, the two elves present were terrified, exchanging hopeful glances.

With her hands pressed against her arms in the air, Maginus released even more life force at once. The putrid smell in the air suddenly stopped, and the next second the two elves saw the king's entire body swell up!

With bulging muscles, a ruddy complexion, and an imposing aura emanating from him, Maginus narrowed his eyes in surprise, reacting to the man's powerful presence.

It is perfectly normal for a half-elf king, a high-ranking warrior, to completely melt away unclaimed life force after gaining a large amount of life force at once.

Compared to the absorption of life force, the absorption of soul energy is slower, but it can also restore vitality.

The curse was not easy to remove. Just a few seconds after he recovered, dense black threads appeared on the king's body, carrying malicious magic that kept trying to devour his life force.

Maginus was affected by the frenzied curse. The black threads suddenly surged up, seemingly trying to entangle her. Before the girl could react, the elf, who hadn't made a move, took out his wand and spun it rhythmically while chanting incantations.

Dispel the spell!

The magic descended, instantly suppressing the manifested curse. It was difficult to break while it was inside the king's body, but if it materialized, the elven mage had many ways to deal with it.

A magical conflict ensued. The king, lying on the bed, trembled, black blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, lowered his head, and vomited a large amount of black blood to the side.

"Cough cough cough...!"

"Your Majesty, you're awake!"

The king clenched his fist, and the black curse disappeared back into his body. Maginus stopped in time, and both elves showed happy eyes. It could be said that the half-elf king was their backbone.

"How long did I sleep, and how is my condition?"

Kersia's father glanced at Maginus, seemingly already aware of her true identity.

The girl stepped aside and let the two elves recount the current situation. The king, who had just woken up, was still weak, mainly because the damage to his soul could not be repaired by forcibly injecting soul energy.

He listened with a weary expression to what had happened during his slumber, and frowned when he learned that dark elves were plotting something and that many nobles had been lured into betrayal.

After a moment of silence, the king opened his eyes and said, "Fran, Euryth, you two go out for a moment. I have something to discuss with Miss Ilsis."

Durian o Death Eight Reimu

After the two left, the Elf King looked at Maginus beside him and introduced himself, "Nice to meet you. I am Haianlisa. Thank you for taking care of Kercia during this time."

"She's quite good herself, so I suppose she did some research while you were awake."

"Yes, after all, he's my child."

The king coughed, a glint of love in his eyes, and took a deep breath as he looked at Maginos again: "I suppose you didn't simply meet her and then help her?"

The girl didn't say much, took out the Death Note from her belt, flipped to the page with the Kingdom of Kikuran, and handed it over. Upon seeing the familiar name on it, Haianlisa remained silent for a moment, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes:

"Alright, you can handle them all. They are all unstable factors for both me and Kshia."

"That's good. Is there anything you need me to tell her? You probably have about a year left to live. When you two meet, you may already be dead, or you may already be in a coma."

It wasn't originally about getting the king's approval. Maginus put away his notes and asked about the king's plans. He and Maginus were well aware of his physical condition; it was just a temporary resurgence of energy before death.

The curse had seeped into his very bones and even his soul, and could not be removed by ordinary methods. Only death awaited him; the girl's infusion of life force merely delayed the process.

The dying king was unable to stop the growing power of the nobles in the capital and had to bring in outside help, especially with the dark elves causing trouble.

Kshia cannot return while he is awake; he must bring the help of the Orchid Cult.

Fortunately, the situation in China is much better than in Netherland.

At this moment, King Hysanius glanced at Maginus subconsciously, feeling very fortunate that he could still pave the way for his daughter.

Chapter 410 Cleaning Up Internal Factors

As Maginus left the palace, he lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and looked out. The spies and watchers around him were rapidly retreating.

The king did not hide the news that he had regained consciousness. Upon receiving the news, the two factions, who had been at loggerheads, immediately calmed down and wanted to see what was going on with their king.

The fact that the elven mage Orish had entered the palace was not concealed at all. Haianlisa's revival was definitely related to him. The question now is whether he has been completely cured or if it is just a temporary relapse that can last for a while.

The capital will obviously descend into chaos in the coming days. The king will likely pick out some troublemakers to deal with, but there are more than just one or two nobles involved, and he can't possibly kill them all.

According to Maginus's speculation, King Hyanesa will be able to move freely for about two months. After these two months, the curse will regain its dominance, causing him to fall into a state of intermittent coma.

No, when things really reach a dead end, he might actually kill all the unstable elements for the sake of Kexia.

It's hard to say what a dying person might do, and Maginus, who was used to seeing the state of the dead before their death, understood this.

As a father, he would certainly leave Kshia with a cleaner national structure.

More importantly, as a king, he could do the same.

The Kingdom of Julan has no external threats, as it is protected by the Elf Kingdom.

Although the land is fertile, there are no special resources. In terms of land alone, the soil in the entire region, including the Kingdom of Music and the Kingdom of Chrysanthemum, is very fertile.

In addition, the surrounding countries don't have a very large population and don't have much demand for this place. The only attraction is probably the population.

But to wage war just for population is even stranger; it's not as good as human trafficking.

In short, attacking the Kingdom of Chrysanthemum is not only not beneficial, but could also easily backfire, so it's not worth it.

Therefore, the current situation in the Kingdom of Julan is only internal troubles. Even if they fight fiercely, probably no one would want to get involved, as can be seen from the attitude of the nobles in the capital of the Kingdom of Music towards Kexia.

In this situation, what Haianlissa should have done was to act decisively, eliminate the nobles in the capital who were trying to cause trouble, use the army to intimidate the lords in various regions, and allow Kexia to succeed him normally upon his death.

Once Kxia ascends to the throne, the slight chaos can be easily resolved, with only minor fluctuations at most.

If not dealt with promptly, the chaos within the capital could lead to insufficient central power, causing lords in various regions who already harbored ill intentions to try to emulate Elliot Silvers of the Crystal Salt Kingdom.

Oh, and those dark elves too, they need to be dealt with promptly, otherwise things will get even more complicated. Who knows what kind of schemes the Spider Queen might pull?

It all depends on whether Hai Anlissa has the courage.

After Maginus drew the curtains, Ehrlich adjusted his glasses:

"What did you talk about with His Majesty? His instructions to me and the other three were just to protect ourselves. Later on, we will be Princess Kshia's trump card."

"Please let me deal with the dark elves. If I can't, make a big scene, the bigger the better."

"Damn it, how did Haianlisa suddenly come back to life?!"

In a well-soundproofed room, a stunningly beautiful dark elf, dressed in a light silk robe, slammed her hand on the table and roared furiously at a telepathic spell.

"How would I know, you ask me?" "I'm very sorry, Your Excellency, it's said that the elven mage Euryss went in, and as a result, Haianlisa recovered quite a bit."

"When that old man went in last time, he didn't make the king show any signs of improvement. Did he show any different signs when he entered the palace this time?"

The roaring priest gasped for breath as he asked, while someone on the other side said, "Yes, it seems there was a strange servant accompanying him, who looked human."

The dark elf, dressed in a long robe, turned and lay down on the bed, gesturing for her subordinates to continue. Just then, her powerful senses triggered a sudden premonition of danger, making her realize that a potentially fatal crisis was approaching.

The dark elf tore open her clothes with lightning speed, placed her hand on her chest, where the lifelike spider tattoo seemed to crawl as she pressed down.

Obscure and dark incantations were uttered from her mouth, and layers of protective magic were cast upon her.

Sanctuary, Devout Shield, Earth Wall, Lesser Spell Immunity

Even after reciting the four spells in the shortest possible time, the sense of danger had not disappeared. The rings, bracelets, and necklaces on her hands all lit up one after another.

Secondary Steel Guardian Earth Wall Technique to Delay Death

After completing all the enchantments, she raised her hands and clasped them together in a prayer-like gesture, and an evil dark purple light shone down on the entire area beneath the villa!

An evil dwelling!

Modified by the Dark Elves, the Evil Abode, now on par with the Holy Abode, has long become a permanent spell and will certainly play a role in the upcoming battle.

Who is attacking me? Have our identities been discovered?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind as the dark elf looked up at the source of the danger and prepared to fight.

Maginus stood outside the window, raising her greatsword and charging up. Considering that priests could sense danger, her defenses against the dark elves were not surprising.

At this moment, she deliberately kept herself in an injured state, her body covered in wounds and at the lowest point of her vitality. This method, similar to exploiting a loophole, successfully triggered the "Fight to the Death" ability.

However, life force continues to flow in, and consuming life force helps maintain the enhancement effect of Bloodlust, thus benefiting from both types of amplification.

By using the transformation of flesh and bone into a dragon to enhance her basic physical attributes, Maginus's breathing produced a bellows-like sound, and the surrounding magic involuntarily approached, surging into her body and transforming into life force under the influence of blood and spiritual energy.

"Huff"

Accumulate power, accumulate power, and accumulate power again.

Lowering her body completely, the ground cracked even without Maginus moving. The greatsword was imbued with a mental blade and a life force filled with malice, with blood-red patterns wrapped around it.

Having been previously cracked, it underwent reforging, repair, and secondary strengthening by Nia, making it more compatible with spiritual energy and life force. At the same time, the more special energy is infused into it, the heavier it becomes.

This was a request made by Maginos. The magic greatsword's main feature is its powerful, explosive force; the heavier the weapon, the harder it hits.

Having fully charged up her power, the girl didn't wait for the priest's spell to end. She pushed off with her legs, shattering the stones within five meters into tiny fragments, and leaped away!

Chapter 411 Complacency and Arrogance

A crimson streak of blood streaked across the night sky, broke through the iron fence, and instantly flew to the window on the third floor of the villa, its body breaking through the glass and arriving in front of the earthen wall.

The giant sword, flashing a terrifying crimson light, slammed into the earthen wall, instantly shattering the seemingly solid wall. The second layer met the same fate.

The disguised Maginus appeared in the dark elves' sight. The priest stared wide-eyed at the blood-red greatsword, a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

There was no time for her to hesitate. Just as the sword was about to strike the priest, the ribbon robe flashed with magical light, and the magic transformed into a force field that enveloped the priest, giving her a moment to catch her breath and rendering Maginus's attack ineffective.

...The bouncy ball spell is really annoying.

The giant sword struck the entire sphere, and a terrifying storm only spread outwards after the attack. The entire room was swept by the gale, and the unreleased energy impacted the space through the sword.

The surrounding walls shattered completely under Maginus's immense force and energy, a corner of the villa collapsed with a roar, and the room where the dark elf was located was exposed to the moonlight, completely exposed.

The bouncy orb and Maginos fell to the first floor, but fortunately the villa was sturdy enough that it did not collapse completely. The sleeping maids, servants, and warriors were all awakened by the noise.

The girl gave the dark elf no chance to call for help, picked up the bouncy magic orb and ran away, quickly disappearing into the night. The priest, seeing this, did not call for help, but coldly stared at Maginus who was holding up the orb, constantly guessing her identity.

Reaching a desolate area of ​​the slums, Maginus tossed down the bouncy magic orb, gripped her greatsword again, and assumed an attack stance against the priest. Seeing that she had no intention of negotiating, the dark elf suppressed his anger and asked:

"Who do you belong to?"

"Free adventurers, seeing you dark elves makes us realize you might be planning something big, so we're going to wipe you out beforehand."

The priest wasn't so easily convinced by the fabricated reason. The problem was that she had never seen this woman before, and there were no signs of magic in her movements, so she didn't seem to be disguised.

If a young mid-level manager settles in a city for an extended period, he will inevitably leave clues.

Is he really the kind of adventurer with a strong sense of justice? What kind of luck is that? Coming to the surface was definitely a mistake.

With things having come to this, the dark elf could only straighten his pajamas inside the bouncy magic orb, then put on a proper magic robe over them, preparing to deal with the attack at the first opportunity.

Maginus currently appears to be severely injured, with blood constantly flowing from her wounds. This gives the dark elf confidence, leading her to believe that her previous attacks were achieved through physical exhaustion, and that her current strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

The human girl in front of him might not be able to defeat him, not to mention that other elves might notice the problem and rush over here.

The priests of the dark elves occupy the highest rank in the entire drow elf society. They belong to a class that does not need to acquire resources themselves. Their daily work involves more intrigue, loyalty to the Spider Queen, and the practice of divine magic.

This is why they are arrogant, conceited, treacherous, and ruthless, possessing an inexplicable self-confidence, and can be said to embody most of the inferior traits of intelligent beings.

The narrative of the drow escaping from the Underdark

Despite having cast numerous spells and used a considerable amount of magical equipment, the priest still appeared confident.

Maginus's severely injured appearance was partly to blame, but she felt that the priest was really too arrogant. It was extremely dangerous for a mid-level spellcaster to face a mid-level warrior at close range, especially when he didn't have many trigger-type defensive spells on him.