The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Of course, hurricanes are another matter. It is also because of the special geographical location and climate that the typhoon shelter has a high grain yield.

After traveling for some time, the familiar border town came into Maginus's sight. She picked up a mirror and looked at her face. She did not deliberately change her appearance, but simply restrained the strong attraction and pressure that she passively exuded.

She wants to keep a low profile, but if she gets discovered, so be it; she's not afraid.

After actively reducing their attraction, fewer eyes were focused on her and Neko; instead, people were more captivated by their eyes, brows, and figures. Although Maginus's face was covered in purple cracks, her figure was undeniably stunning.

The bards in the border town didn't bring her any useful intelligence. The Windward Territory, like its lord, remained neutral and unnoticed by other places, and on the surface, it didn't seem to care about other places either.

Honestly, if Maginus hadn't been keeping an eye on the starting point, there's a good chance this place would have been overlooked.

After replenishing their travel supplies in town, they continued their journey, with Maginus keeping an eye on the towns as they passed through other places.

Passing through the city of White Dove, filled with memories, she glanced at the pigeons in the square, walked to the vampire house that no one dared to buy, and picked up a stone while gazing at the completely unchanged ruins.

Instead of heading to Riverflow, Maginus turned off midway and headed for Windward Territory, where the traces of the war seven years ago had largely disappeared.

However, a small number of druids still roam the wilderness to prevent special creatures affected by magic from threatening the native creatures.

"The traces of war have disappeared so quickly. I wonder how many people still remember the past. For me, it's only been seven or eight years. If I hadn't caused enough trouble, many people would have forgotten what they did long ago."

She sighed, and Neko, who was lying on her lap, opened her eyes: "So, Master, you're going to make your name resound throughout the world?"

“I’m already world-renowned, and what I need to do now is to make everyone respect me.”

Maginot stroked Neko's chin, and the Phantom Steed sounded an alarm as they relaxed, neighing to warn of approaching enemies.

Pulling down the panel, the outside world was laid bare. A large convoy was approaching them, and as they passed Maginus's Phantom Steed and Magical Carriage, the group showed expressions of surprise.

Mistaking Maginus for a spellcaster, no one spoke to her, and the caravan drove around her, seemingly heading towards the same destination, the Windward Territory.

A caravan? Or some other kind of caravan? The people inside seem to be very unclean.

She used her life senses to observe the internal situation and noticed something unusual, which made her smile.

There are actually three mid-level professionals inside. With that kind of lineup, they could take down Wind Shelter. Could they be planning to make a move against Dainan?

If these three people, along with their associates, were truly planning to take action against Dainan, then Maginus wouldn't need to personally deal with that old man, thus avoiding inciting anger and resentment towards her among certain individuals.

She could have waited for those three to kill the Grand Duke, then captured or killed them herself, and then ascended to the throne normally.

Chapter 469 Helping My Daughter Get Treatment

Regaining her life force, Maginos's carriage slowly fell behind, maintaining a safe distance from the caravan.

Inside the caravan's wagon, the three mid-level warriors were also discussing the Phantom Steed they had seen earlier.

"That spellcaster looks very strong?"

"At least I can't make such exquisite magical items for everyday use. The Phantom Steed with its own RV is really luxurious. Even if it's permanent, it would take a lot of magical materials."

The spellcaster among the three sighed, while the other two frowned, somewhat worried that the spellcaster in the carriage was related to Dainan.

"The intelligence reports don't seem to mention anything about the Grand Duke we're going to kill having any powerful spellcaster friends."

The soldier carrying a large sword rummaged through the documents, rolling up his sleeves to search for more information. His forearms were covered with the marks of the Bloodstained Society.

They were indeed heading for Fortestodianan, and there was only one person left to ask the Bloodstained Society to intervene.

As Ebeslut gradually gained control of the country, Denan, who possessed a large army and abundant food supplies, became a huge threat. He was not the kind of guy who was willing to share power with others.

After Nesery, or rather, Kainabel, alleviated the pain caused by the Allied War, Ebes wanted to reclaim power, at least by eliminating all the noble forces that posed a threat to him, and Dainan was chosen as the first.

As for whether the Grand Duke himself intended to rebel, he had already investigated and found that he was ambitious, and very ambitious. Apart from the army, it was said that he had some extraordinary encounters and was about to break through to the intermediate level and become a high-level professional at the age of fifty.

Therefore, Aibes asked the Bloodstained Society to take action. The Bloodstained Society sent three of them to assess the situation first, and if possible, to assassinate him directly, preferably along with the descendants of the Dainan family.

"Maybe he was just passing by, or he heard some unusual rumors? In any case, as long as he doesn't bother us, we'll pretend we don't see him."

"The most important thing is this Grand Duke. Intelligence reports that he seems to have connections with the Ninth Level of Hell. If we act rashly, we might end up in a mess in this small place."

"Let's wait. Once the other two guys get here, I don't believe we can't kill Fortestodianan when the five of us are together."

As they sorted out their thoughts and planned their next move, Maginus remained unaware of their conversation, and the caravan and she slowly entered a small basin surrounded by mountains.

A few days later, the lagging Maginot finally approached the Windhaven. She activated her life senses and released her life force, intending to envelop the entire city and investigate the situation.

However, having just roughly grasped the city's terrain, she opened her eyes again with a calm expression, her pupils flashing with excitement and greed.

"Child of Fear..."

Licking his lips, Maginus discovered a girl in a mansion who exuded the aura of the God of Fear; she was undoubtedly his blood relative.

Now I can completely devour the Child of Fear without being affected, right?

Looking at his own divinity, Maginus thought it was worth a try. They were just two dead gods. If he didn't expand his divinity now, how would he fight those two guys in the future?

"Neko, once we get inside, remember to gather information and find out who owns the manor with the tower."

"Got it, watch me! I haven't been doing nothing these past two years, meow!"

Upon hearing that he was assigned a task, Nei Ke immediately perked up and boasted to her.

As she rode in the magic carriage into the Wind Shelter, Maginus pulled back a corner of the curtain and glanced at the bustling streets around her. Her brows furrowed involuntarily; apart from the Child of Fear, some people's life force seemed a bit off.

Is it just my imagination? Or...?

Since she intends to make Windhaven her future base, Maginus will definitely want to eliminate all the sources of chaos beforehand to avoid any mistakes later.

At least in the beginning, she has to do the work herself. In some management simulation games, you have to gather materials yourself when you start the game, and you can only send your subordinates out to work once you have more people.

Let's take it slow and focus on gaining control of the city first.

After finding a hotel and booking a room, Maginus decided to gather information. Instead of taking action, she lay in the hotel observing the situation, focusing her consciousness on the chaotic slums, a place no one wanted to manage, searching for traces of disorder.

If someone wants to cause disaster, the slums are a good place—secluded enough, shrouded in negativity, and where people die frequently…

That's why cults and lower realm creatures like this place. Whenever they make a move, they choose this place as their main base. A small number of them will go to the filthy noble district and red-light district.

Unfortunately, after scanning the area, Maginus did not find anything noteworthy, so he closed his eyes and continued searching other areas, but still found nothing.

"Is it an illusion? Logically speaking, I shouldn't be having any illusions right now, so there must be something deeply hidden in this city."

With great confidence in himself, Maginus made this judgment, and in short, he used his hunting vision to lock onto a few key personnel with strong vitality.

The two who had entered the city not long before them, along with another person with them, a mid-ranking official in the castle, and the fear god child from the newly discovered manor.

These five guys are worth Maginus's attention. She doesn't know what they'll do, but she's looking forward to it and waiting for them to descend as gods on the day of the event.

Neko, who had gone out to gather information, returned to the inn around dusk. She removed the hat covering her cat ears, took off her coat, and nestled in Maginos's arms, wriggling against him as she began to speak the crucial point:

"There's nothing worth talking about in Windhaven. Even the bards are telling stories from outside, and now they're mostly talking about you."

"The only somewhat useful information is about Fortestodianan's daughter, Seredianan. She seems to have fallen ill two years ago, and neither doctors nor priests could do anything about it until a spellcaster came six months ago and calmed her down."

"Her condition was related to her mental state. During that period, her personality changed drastically. She became irritable and violent, often beating servants and enjoying trampling people under her feet..."

As Neko described the symptoms, Maginus raised an eyebrow and interrupted, "Is she living in the manor now?"

"Yes, that's where she lives. She's currently placed on top of the tower, while the mage's quarters are below."

In other words, Sereden has awakened to become the Child of Fear, or at least partially awakened. For this reason, Fortestos did not want his daughter to become something else, so he sought help from many spellcasters.

However, unless an exceptionally powerful person intervenes, the changes in the Child of Fear are difficult to reverse or stop, and the spellcaster who helped stabilize her is no ordinary person.

Chapter 470 Find the rich first

In the heavily guarded manor, a middle-aged man with black and white hair clutched his head with both hands, his eyes filled with exhaustion. He turned to look at the mage beside him, his expression unusually impatient.

"Didn't you say you could guarantee my daughter would recover? Why is she still like this after six months?"

"Your Excellency, the power of the God of Fear is not so easily eliminated; you will need to be patient."

"But my former princess seems to have broken free from the control of the two gods. Aren't you two just too useless?"

Fortestodian was aggressive, but the spellcaster being questioned showed no anger or fear, maintaining a smile on his face:

"Believe me, the most famous fear god's child, Maginus Imperius, only regained his freedom after fighting with the Ks and going through countless hardships."

"Didn't we tell you beforehand that even if we could restore the young lady to normal, her evil god will would only be suppressed?"

"Results! I need to see results faster!"

Grand Duke Fortestos slammed his hand on the table to express his displeasure, and the spellcaster immediately bowed respectfully: "Rest assured, you will see the results soon."

After persuading Fortesto, the spellcaster turned and left the castle with a smile, heading towards the young lady's manor. He stood beneath the manor's tower, waiting for his "collaborator."

On the tower, two sets of clothes were carelessly discarded on the tables and chairs. The sound of whipping was locked inside the room. The taller, black-haired older woman was bound, her skin covered with whip marks. When she was whipped, her face showed fear and submission.

The one whipping her was a girl whose eyes emitted a purplish-black light. Her gaze was consumed by the light, and her consciousness was filled with a desire to conquer, making her unwilling to stop.

However, during the whipping, the girl's soul energy was unknowingly absorbed by the older woman. After about three or four minutes, her eyes rolled back, she fainted, and the murderous aura on her body suddenly dissipated.

The older woman, who was originally in a subordinate position, immediately became languid. The injuries on her body disappeared, and the ropes binding her skin came off on their own, as if the abuse she had suffered earlier was all an act.

He casually tossed the girl, whose expression was gradually calming down, back onto the bed. She stretched, and something seemed to be wriggling on her back.

"Hmm, this is really troublesome. This way, it will at least alleviate her situation a little. It's alright for her to be in a subordinate position once in a while."

The mature woman stroked her chin and muttered to herself. She put on a piece of clothing that was so short it could barely be called a tube top and underwear, and then covered it with a long robe before gracefully walking out of the tower.

Upon seeing the spellcaster, she squinted and bowed, her wide robe barely concealing her cleavage.

"Oh, my dear master, how is Grand Duke Denan doing?"

"He's in a hurry. How's the situation on your end, Glaiva?"

A hint of wariness flashed in the spellcaster's eyes. Even though she called herself a servant, it didn't make the spellcaster willing to get close. As this thing's "master," he knew all too well what kind of person he was facing.

He was a mage and sorcerer, and the woman in front of him was his sect leader. She was temporarily suppressed by him, but he still dared not underestimate her in the slightest, fearing that she might do something drastic to him.

After all, in name or by contract, no matter what she is called, she is the master and the spellcaster is the servant.

"Not bad, the young lady has released all her desires and will be quiet for a while. So what exactly are you planning to do, to take advantage of the convenience given to you by the Grand Duke of Dainan to seize a lot of benefits?"

Greva willingly lay down on top of her master, her breath sweet and fragrant as it brushed against his ear. The spellcaster's mind stirred slightly, and he shifted his feet, swallowing hard to stay conscious, while roaring:

Don't use your charm on me!

"Haha, as you wish."

Greva took a step back, crossed her arms over her chest, and asked again, "So what exactly do you want?"

"Of course, more sacrifices. I need more power so that I can do what I want with peace of mind."

The mage clenched his fist tightly. After signing the contract with Greva, he gained the ability to sacrifice himself to a great being in the lower realm. The more sacrifices he made, the stronger the power granted by the great being.

One thing he didn't mention was that his desire for power was also to better enslave Greva, to completely subdue this alluring woman, and then conquer her.

Watching her master's retreating figure, Greva stuck out her slender tongue to lick her cheek, maintaining a charming smile as she followed. Her index and middle fingers moved interlaced, releasing a little magic.

Maginus observed the city through his life senses. When he saw the "ordinary person" with normal life force who came out of the castle and the "ordinary person" next to the God of Fear gathered together, he also included their life force in his monitoring range.

Unfortunately, unless ordinary spellcasters specifically enhance their physique, their vitality is no different from that of non-professionals. Maginus needs to lock onto them before he can distinguish them from the crowd.

After a brief moment of distraction, the foreign mid-level officers who had been holed up in the inn began to move. One of them jumped out of the window, bent down, and ran towards the Grand Duke of Denan's castle, presumably to gather intelligence.

"Alright, we should also take a good look at the situation in the city!"

Straightening up from the bed, everyone was working hard on their plans, their bodies curled up in a frenzy. Maginus could only curl up too. There were only two of them on his side, so they had to work twice as hard.

"Hey, can't we take a break?"

Neko, who had just gone out to gather information, lay on the bed, not wanting to move. Maginus reached out and pulled her off the bed, giving the instruction:

"Quickly gather intelligence on generals and captains within the army. I'll go find the advisors and nobles."

Since she intends to take over the entire territory, Maginus will definitely need to understand the composition of the people involved. Those who should be killed will be killed, those who can cooperate will be cooperated with temporarily, and those who can become loyal will be won over.

There's a lot of information she needs to find out; she needs to thoroughly understand the entire Haven City.

"Okay, okay, I'm going now."

Neko was at Maginus's beck and call, and the two left in different directions. Maginus entered the noble district, looking at the houses, unsure of where to begin.

"Let's start with the family that has the most wealth."

Making a decision by striking with fists and palms; having a lot of wealth doesn't necessarily mean being a corrupt official or a decadent nobleman; it could also be earned through business.

But he's definitely the best at accumulating wealth. After questioning him, we can consider killing him or keeping him alive.

If I want to kill him, I'll take all his wealth. If I keep him, I'll make him work for me first, and then I'll get rid of him after a while.

Chapter 471 Overwhelming Aura, He Bowed Down Immediately

"Phew, how was the profit this time?"

"My lord, thanks to you, this is income."