The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

"What, Sava, are you going to protect the person Prince Whitnet wants to kill?"

"Of course we must protect them. Miss Inser gave a direct order."

The boxer and the swordsman faced off, seemingly with Maginus's fate entirely in their hands. After only a brief stalemate, the two immediately began fighting, ignoring the girl who was unable to move.

After the two of them started fighting, a black dagger emerged from the shadows and hung above the girl's head, then quickly fell down before her very eyes.

However, the dagger did not take her life. A woman who appeared to be a passerby kicked the assassin holding the dagger, and then the sound of fierce fighting came from behind her.

The four people split into two camps, keeping an eye on each other, and didn't even have time to observe Maginos's condition.

It's as if the original fight was to kill or capture her, but once she was unable to move, they planned to deal with the enemy first and then attack her.

The girl looked up at the azure sky. The intense pain did not frighten her. Instead, she felt an unparalleled sense of excitement and stimulation as she struggled to figure out how to escape.

Kara, kara, kara...

Life force flowed through her body, and Maginus's broken and twisted internal organs and bones were repaired little by little. She snapped her fingers, a crazy smile appeared on her face, and with great effort, she raised her arms, turned over, and crawled away little by little with her hands gripping the ground.

With each movement, terrifying pain traveled along her nerves to her brain, and cold sweat soaked her clothes completely, yet she still smiled, and smiled happily.

"Stop right there!!"

About half an hour later, the two sides, who were still fighting without a clear winner, were about to continue when a roar separated them from their fierce battle. Susan and Inser arrived with their respective teams, and they seemed to be about to start fighting each other.

"Sir." "Miss."

"Where's Maggie!?"

"Isser asked urgently," the woman who had rescued Maginos from the assassin pointed to the spot where the girl had been standing. The four of them froze almost simultaneously.

The red-haired girl, who should have been unable to move after being punched, was not there; instead, she left behind a trail of sweat.

The group followed the sweat stains forward, but to their surprise, the trail ended abruptly at the corner of the wall on the other side, and the seriously injured girl had vanished without a trace.

Chapter 57 Succubus or Lust Demon?

"Uh……"

In a suggestive crimson room, Maginus, her wounds wrapped in bandages, groaned as she awoke from her slumber, her nostrils filled with the smell of medicine. Her protector and a bag of gold coins lay beside her bed.

She struggled to lift her eyes, and the excruciating pain from twisting her body quickly brought her back to her senses. She was slightly puzzled by her surroundings, wondering why she hadn't died or been imprisoned. This was quite unusual.

The guards outside seemed to have heard her voice, Maginus, and as the door opened, the scantily clad dancer appeared in the girl's sight.

The beautiful dancer, seeing that she had woken up, immediately showed a joyful expression, closed the door, and stepped away, seemingly to go find someone.

What happened before?

The girl, unable to move, recalled what happened before she lost consciousness.

On the wall around the corner, Maginus, having crawled a short distance and escaped the enemy's sight, exhausted all her strength. She leaned against the wall, motionless, her eyelids slowly drooping, about to fall into a coma brought on by shock.

Was she going to die, or was she about to be arrested and locked in a dark and gloomy cell?

Maginus imagined what might happen next, but her already broken heart felt nothing about it. She was neither afraid nor nervous, and even thought about how to escape after being locked up.

Just then, a discordant sound suddenly arose in the noisy alleyway, which was filled with the sounds of fighting.

Tap, tap, tap...

Maginot recognized it as the sound of high heels striking pebbles. The owner of the high heels was slowly approaching, and soon she heard the owner standing beside her.

"Oh~, look what I found, a soulless doll~."

The girl used her last bit of strength to open her eyes and saw a very tall and beautiful woman. She felt a sense of familiarity with her. After just one glance, she completely lost her strength and fell into a deep sleep.

So, was I brought back by that person?

As Maginus pondered, the door was pushed open again, and a flirtatious, seductive voice rang out first: "Oh~, my lovely princess~, how are you recovering?"

Turning around with difficulty, the girl found herself facing Ms. Mackay, whom she had met twice before. With heavy red eyeshadow and lip gloss, she sat on a chair by the bed, holding a long pipe, from which wisps of smoke slowly rose.

Today she was draped in a red veil covered with scarlet thorn patterns, the dress made of layers of semi-transparent gauze, which vaguely revealed her slender waist and prominent chest, and it seemed that she was not wearing anything underneath.

The woman looked at Maginot with a mysterious and alluring smile.

The girl was silent for a moment, then asked with difficulty, "Why didn't you hand me over to the Allied Forces? It seems Inser also came looking for you, didn't he?"

“Of course it’s because I love this country,” McKesti said flippantly, then shrugged and bent down to bring his face close to the girl’s. “Hehe~, actually I’m not really interested in their rewards, I’m more interested in you as a person.”

What on earth does she want to do?

Maginus couldn't understand what this woman, who controlled almost half of the city's red-light district, was up to, and slightly opened her mouth to say:

"You saved me, so it seems you're not going to hand me over. What do I need to give in return?"

She was certain that Mackayshti hadn't saved her for no reason.

The alluring woman put her pipe in her mouth and took a deep drag, then exhaled a puff of smoke toward Maginus. The girl smelled not tobacco, but a certain fragrance, but mixed in with that fragrance seemed to be a... smell of sulfur and thick smoke.

Holding his pipe in his left hand, Mackay didn't reply. He pulled back the blanket covering the girl, revealing her body, with only bandages wrapped around her chest and the rest of her body exposed to the air.

Maginus's wrists were covered with scars from her own cuts, and her bandaged chest heaved as her sternum, which had been broken by a punch, was now straightened.

McKesti shifted his gaze, staring at the girl's entire body, then gently placed his right hand on her calf before slowly moving it up to her thigh.

The girl, whose face remained calm, did not clench her thighs to stop her actions. Her body trembled slightly due to physiological reactions. McKesti chuckled and continued to move her fingers, tracing the bandages around her waist, abdomen, and chest.

Mackays lifted Maginus's chin from her neck, bringing his cheek closer, and placed his right hand, which had been holding up Maginus's chin, between them, raising his index finger and exhaling a puff of smoke.

"A kiss, and a request that you can make in the future, if you don't die."

"……it is good."

Without much hesitation, Maginus spoke in a hoarse voice. The next moment, Mackayshti moved his fingers away, leaned down and kissed the girl, his slender tongue prying open her already loose lips and constantly scooping up saliva.

After an unknown amount of time, just as the girl was about to run out of breath, MacKay finally raised his head, lightly licked the corner of his mouth with his saliva-covered tongue, and revealed a satisfied smile:

"Then, my dear princess, you can stay here for the next few days. I think you'll be almost fully recovered by the time you cross the border."

The voluptuous woman rose and left. Watching her swaying hips, Maginus said, "I thought you were going to take my soul, sign some irredeemable contract... or take my virginity or something."

McKesti stopped at the door, turning around with a subtle expression. His smile gradually turned sinister, and his entire aura became incredibly chaotic and terrifying. It seemed as if something was growing from his back:

"Compared to your soul, I'm more interested in seeing what a princess of a fallen kingdom, who has no support, can accomplish in the future."

As for your body, I prefer to let others gradually degenerate rather than have them willingly offer themselves or trade them out of gratitude and a sense of obligation. A doll like you, with such low emotional intelligence, is even more boring.

"Of course, if one day you are desperate, I would welcome you to sell your soul to me, dear Miss Maginus Imperius."

……

Bang.

The door closed again, and Maginus looked away from the ceiling.

The smell of sulfur, the smell of thick smoke, and the control over various industries that arouse the desire for reproduction...

The girl guessed that Mackayshti was a succubus or a lust demon, which is why she made that probing question earlier. Mackayshti did not refute it, which clearly meant that he had admitted his identity.

Is it a request that is within our capabilities?

Maginus didn't ask Mackayshti about his strength or how troublesome his demands were. She remained calm and showed no reaction to what had happened before.

Chapter 58 Leaving the Capital

After the four men discovered Maginus, but due to their negligence she disappeared, the allied forces completely lost track of her.

No matter what she left behind—clothes, blood, sweat, or hair—the divination mage couldn't pinpoint the girl's location, or even whether she was still alive.

Not only prophecies, but even the most skilled bounty hunters couldn't find Maginus's whereabouts. The only certainty was that something extremely powerful was interfering with their magic or tracking abilities, completely protecting the princess of the fallen kingdom.

This bad news should have caused some turmoil within the coalition forces, but a huge piece of good news quickly dispelled any negative consequences.

All members of the high-level team who entered the cave survived. Although some of them lost limbs, none of these injuries were incurable.

More importantly, when the two key figures, Duke Abbey and Whitney Nizmore, appeared in everyone's view, some professionals could clearly feel that their aura was even stronger.

The turbulent capital returned to peace with their return, and as a result, apart from Inser and Susan, no one cared about Maginus, who had successfully escaped capture.

……

"Can't find it? If you can't find it, then forget it. Our business is over. We can leave the follow-up work to Duke Ebes. Oh, maybe soon we should call him His Majesty the King, haha."

Prince Whitney was overjoyed to be back on the ground. He stretched out his arms in the garden to enjoy the long-awaited sunshine. After Susan confirmed that he really didn't care about Maginot, she nodded and said that she would bring back the troops she had sent out to search in a few days.

"Your Highness, what treasures did you obtain in the cave?"

Looking at the prince basking in the sunlight, a sycophant who had been by his side for a long time stepped forward and asked him a question. Whitney gave his minister an approving look, then turned to look at the group of people standing around him, preparing to give them some confidence.

As the prince of Nizmol, he had to compete with his brothers and sisters for the throne, and to do so, he needed to make his followers have confidence in him.

For example, there's the issue of her own abilities. Whitney's abilities were previously ranked relatively high among her siblings, but she was still a bit lacking compared to some others.

"Things are completely different now!"

He gently opened his palm, and a long sword emanating black energy appeared in his hand. This pale long sword gave everyone around him a sense of danger, causing them to involuntarily retreat.

"Could this be... a legendary weapon?" Excitement and elation flashed in the eyes of his followers.

“Yes,” Whitney smiled as she sheathed her longsword. “There are some things I’m using as trump cards, but I won’t show them to you. In short, we’ve all gained a lot this time.”

……

While Whitney was basking in her triumph, Ebeslut, whose power had greatly increased, was still dealing with her only daughter, her face full of helplessness.

“My dear daughter, why do you insist on having that Maginot? Can’t someone else do it? I can find you a more beautiful and perfect girl or boy.”

As Abes tried to reason with her sulking daughter, Inser grew impatient, slamming a sculpture off the table, her eyes welling with tears.

"Father! The reason Maggie is beautiful to me, and the reason I love her, is because of the time I spend with her. Father, would you like those mistresses you only use to raise your offspring?!"

Aibes rubbed his temples in frustration: "If possible, I would naturally help you catch Maginus, but the biggest problem is that we can't find her. What if she has already left the capital?"

The young lady, who had already considered this possibility but was unwilling to admit it, became extremely ferocious. She knelt on the ground, wiping away her tears with her hands, and vented her anger by using magic to attack the sculptures inside the sculpture room, deliberately avoiding her own father.

Ebes couldn't bear to see his only daughter cry. He reached out and pressed Inser's shoulder, sighed, and promised her, "Once everything settles down, I will issue an arrest warrant throughout the country and send people to capture Maginus alive. Will that satisfy you?"

The entire coalition was in a state of celebration. In this festive atmosphere, only a few hours remained before Maginus was to leave. Today was the day she would sneak out of the capital.

The girl opened her eyes in her sleep, got out of bed and stretched her waist, the sound of bones rubbing together coming from all parts of her body.

Standing by the window, looking at the familiar street, she had finally figured out where this place was over the past three days. It was actually inside the Lusty Lips Ball, and the floor she was on seemed to be reserved for dancers only.

She went out a few times, and the dancers often made provocative moves towards her. Sometimes, she would be controlled by the dancers' charms and inevitably be touched inappropriately by these bisexual men.

After spending a few days with them, Maginos discovered that although these people were called dancers, she could smell sulfur and thick smoke emanating from them unintentionally.

While it's not to say they're all Nether creatures, it's certain that they're all related to the Nether.

Having realized this, the girl decisively returned to her room and rarely wandered around this den of demons again, except for necessary matters. Maginus felt that Mackayshti might not be able to control these people, after all, he had not signed any contract with her, which also meant that her soul had no home.

The streets were nearly deserted at the moment. A knock on the door interrupted Maginus's thoughts. A dancer poked her head out and said, "Miss Maginus, it's time for you to set off."

She nodded slightly, came to the bedside and looked at her bundle. She didn't have much to take: a protective sword, a few money pouches, some durable outdoor clothes and dry food that she had asked her maid to buy.

These items were all her belongings.

"Finally, I'm leaving this place. I hope there won't be any danger on the way out by smuggling myself out..."

Maginos muttered to herself, picked up her bundle, pushed open the door, and went out. The dancers she met along the way greeted her, their expressions seemingly regretful that she had left, but their eyes revealed an inexplicable greed.

The girl was certain that they were far from being as kind as they appeared to her.

Emerging from the den of demons, Maginus arrived at the back of the Lusty Lips Ball, where a large crowd had already gathered. A dancer dressed in thick clothing stood by the door, with several carriages beside her, loaded with a considerable amount of goods.

……

At noon, the dancer, disregarding whether anyone was absent, stood beside the carriage and began calling out names one by one: "Those whose names are called, go up first. Take your time in line. If anyone doesn't follow the rules..."

Snapped!

The dancer drew a soft whip from her waist and lashed it forcefully, shattering a stone into pieces in front of everyone.

The few people who had been somewhat agitated dared not say anything more. A total of twenty people were stuffed one by one into a wagon full of goods. Maginus was not given any special treatment and was put in a different wooden barrel on the same wagon as the other five people.

Using her psychic powers to become emaciated, giving herself more room to move, the girl placed her right hand on the hilt of her protector's sword, ready for battle at any moment.

After waiting a short while, the carriage swayed and set off. The cacophony of voices penetrated the wooden barrel and reached Maginus's ears. Through them, he learned that all his enemies had safely emerged from the cave.

I will get my revenge.

The hatred in their hearts grew. The carriage stopped after about an hour and a half. Every now and then it would move forward a little distance. It seemed that they had arrived at the city gate and were now queuing up to be let out.

"Halt! What kind of goods are in here?"

When the soldiers' voices rang out at close range, Maginus gripped the hilt of his sword, ready to fight to the death. However, they easily passed through the checkpoint by bribery, and the soldiers didn't even look at a single item.