The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

"Damn it, how could I have been killed by you brats!"

The lord in the castle roared, and his powerful aura kept the shadow crows at bay.

This lord was of mid-rank. After clearing out the rest of the castle's inhabitants, the girls set up a trap centered on him. By now, he had many arrow wounds on his body, and the blood flowing from the holes was green and black, clearly indicating poisoning.

Even so, he still retains extremely strong power, and it would be extremely difficult for Shadow Raven to kill him alone.

Realizing that Shadow Raven wasn't confident in killing him, the lord decisively raised his shield and charged forward, rushing towards the window to try and break it open to escape. The longer he dragged things out, the worse it would be for him, as the city guards were probably approaching rapidly.

He had to escape; surviving was more important than anything else.

He swung his sword from its sheath and smashed the window. Just as the lord was about to break through the window and go outside, a figure landed on the windowsill, grabbed the long sword at his left waist with his right hand and swung it down with a speed equal to or even exceeding that of the lord.

The sudden attack startled the lord, who raised his shield to defend himself. When he realized the sword blade had pierced the shield, he decisively discarded it, letting the shield shatter, and then grabbed the longsword with both hands and swung it forward.

The sword fell with great force, and the masked shadow wolf's eyes flashed red as it bit into the life crystal it was holding in its mouth.

These are supplements and enhancement potions prepared by Maginus for them. Swallowing one during training can instantly replenish their stamina, while taking one during battle can greatly enhance their strength.

Importantly, it works as a stimulant without any cost and can even improve physical health.

A powerful life force surged from the Shadow Wolf's heart to its limbs. Facing the approaching mid-level lord, the masked girl, though of low rank, maintained a watchful and eager attitude, her heart filled with excitement.

Unlike most priests and Shadow Ravens, as a Shadow Wolf, she studied under Moonbeam, and her profession was neither warrior nor assassin, but...

Sword Master.

With a sharp edge, observe the enemy's weaknesses and strike them.

The girl's longsword struck first, splitting the shield before turning around and clashing with the lord's longsword. At the same time, a gap appeared in the lord's magical weapon, creating a powerful shockwave.

"This is impossible!"

The lord never expected that his weapon would be destroyed first. The ground cracked and collapsed instantly due to the intense collision between the two, and they all fell to the ground.

As a pampered lord, he hadn't truly fought in a long time, merely engaging in necessary training each day, and his strength had long since diminished with the passage of time.

Shadow Wolf was certain of this from the previous clash and immediately shouted, "Attack!"

A powerful, rapid-fire combo that breaks through stealth and shatters mountains!

Another Shadow Wolf, hidden on the first floor, suddenly attacked, breaking through the invisibility and stealth, and launched an attack from behind the lord. He was completely unaware of the girl's appearance, as most of his attention was still focused on the Sword Saint in front of him.

The newly emerged girl was a martial monk. With her left hand outstretched and her right hand clenched, she swung her fist with a loud thud as she approached the lord. The whistling wind finally made him realize that there was an enemy behind him, but it was too late.

He was caught off guard and hadn't even put on his armor. For a warrior whose physique was on the verge of falling to the intermediate level due to time and lack of training, Shadow Wolf's punch was fatal.

Her left chest was struck, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, leaving a large hole in her chest. The Shadow Ravens used divine magic and poison to weaken the lord's various attributes. The Sword Saint was used as bait to make the lord focus all his attention on her.

In the end, the monk made the decisive attack, defeating the lord with a single punch.

Ignoring the corpses on the ground, the group that killed the lord left the castle, dispelled the barrier, and left without any hesitation.

In just a few days, those lords who tried to attack the Dovre army were wiped out overnight by bandits, robbers, or undead creatures. Their entire families were wiped out, and all bloodlines within the vicinity that were eligible to inherit the territory were cut off.

Yes, that's the city garrison's explanation. As for the actual situation, no one dared to ask or say anything.

The territory was reclaimed by the state, and the city garrison and army took over and controlled it, using it as a temporary stronghold to fight against the allied forces.

After Maginus's attack, the Allied forces were completely unable to resist. Due to her tyranny, the high command in the country dared not have any other thoughts, and the Allied forces were also in disarray due to the corruption and laziness of various generals.

Nesserai didn't finish off the enemy; they started fighting amongst themselves.

"Nonsense! We've done our best, we just couldn't defeat the Netheril army. Who said I neglected my duties!"

A general from a certain country slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and roared, pointing at the generals from various countries outside the tent. He said righteously, "Go and see those guys you mentioned who didn't neglect their duties. Did they win the battle?!"

None of us have won a battle, so why should some soldiers be allowed to keep their original positions while we have to be dismissed?

The officials from various countries who came to investigate the corruption suppressed their anger. The generals' reasons were varied, but none of them were entirely unreasonable. One official slammed the evidence he had collected in front of the general and coldly snorted:

"Then how do you explain why most of the rations and pay issued by the kingdom ended up in your territory, and why the soldiers didn't receive their full pay?"

Upon seeing this evidence, the generals who had been shouting suddenly lost their edge, narrowing their eyes in a gesture that was difficult to decipher. The investigators, staring into the eyes of their own country's generals, couldn't help but sneer:

"What, you want to kill me?"

“How could that be?” a general’s expression changed immediately, and he smiled. “In that case, I will take my army back. Let the loyal soldiers lead the rest of the troops.”

The embezzlement of military funds was dealt with very slowly. Some lords were sent back with their own armies, while some generals with the national army were dismissed.

The former only took away a portion of the troops, but the latter was in danger. Those soldiers were originally troops that the general had led for a long time. After learning that their superiors had been replaced, many captains or lower-ranking generals had the idea of ​​mutiny.

In short, the crisis in Nesserai was temporarily resolved, the allied forces were caught in internal strife, and the army of Doflei launched a counter-offensive.

Chapter 675: Connection Progress

Duranda Continent, Sun City, Sun Kingdom.

As the headquarters of the Radiant Sun Church, with the surge of energy tides and the growth of magic, the entire city was gradually regained by the church, and the miracles performed by the Radiant Sun priests attracted ordinary residents.

Both the newly rich and the old elites of the nation affirmed their wonder, while also being wary of the power displayed by the church.

Fortunately, it wasn't just the church that displayed "divine power." Ancient noble families began learning magic through manuscripts at home, and some people didn't even need to learn it; they directly felt the energy surging within their bodies.

Nature is not just magic. Warriors who train their bodies feel the surge of energy and blood. Ascetics gradually merge with the forest and nature. Hunters in the forest have their five senses sharpened, and nothing can escape their notice.

In this situation, the downsides gradually became apparent. The mature steam and power generation equipment was decaying faster. According to the investigation by the National Research Institute, the magic in the air was eroding the existing equipment, and the higher the intensity of their operation, the faster the erosion.

It's going to change.

Many people realized this, and at this time, the old and rigid aristocratic forces became the new elites, while those capitalists from commoner backgrounds became the old forces, unable to adapt to the sudden change.

Money and power are dependent on violence—this is a truth of all ages. The problem is that collective power is highly likely to succumb to individual power in the future.

Of course, as things stand, the firearms that have been developed can still subdue most of the newly empowered professionals.

However, amidst the great changes affecting the entire world, chaos gradually intensified, leading to an increase in unusual cases. Sometimes, even the city's official members couldn't find any clues about murders or thefts.

They were swept up in the tide of the times and will probably be gradually eliminated before long, which has made many guards anxious and prompting them to look for ways to improve themselves.

As for cases that ordinary people cannot participate in, they are naturally handed over to special departments for resolution. A small number of individuals can also rely on their own intellect and intelligence to conduct investigations for the time being.

"The victim was murdered here at 10 p.m. last night, right? I'm curious why you didn't send a special department to investigate, but instead contacted me."

The handsome detective stood where the body had fallen, tugged at his hat brim, and unconsciously shook his hand. The sheriff beside him sighed and shook his head.

"The special departments are all full of arrogant guys. I really don't want to deal with them. Besides, our security bureau should at least show some of its strength."

"Heh, but I'm not one of your people. To be honest, superpowered crimes are a bit beyond the scope of a normal detective like me. Besides, such cases are rare. You should all do your jobs."

"Please help me out of the money, Mostow."

"Okay, sir. Find all the people who had contact with the prisoner before, I need to ask them questions."

The detective named Mostowal has a lead: the deceased was a rising entrepreneur who had seen a theater performance the previous night, and after leaving, he walked into an alley and died there.

There were no wounds on his body, but the time of death was suspicious. He died at 10 p.m. last night, which was during the theater performance.

In other words, he died in the theater, and his body moved on its own to the alley before collapsing.

The killer most likely committed the crime in the theater. Mosdohr will now question the people around the victim.

"Sir, most of them have been summoned to the police station."

A policeman came running up, panting, his face showing some hesitation: "But there are still two people who haven't been called to the police station. One of them is a pastor from the Yaoyang Church, and the other one has no record in the city. It's like she appeared out of thin air, but someone can testify that she and the pastor left the theater together."

"Finally, there's some progress."

Opening her eyes, Maginus raised her hand to the night sky. After nearly two months of exhaustion, she finally regained her connection with the believers and faintly heard the girls' prayers.

Unfortunately, this awareness is one-sided; she is not yet able to reconnect with the girls and have a conversation with them.

The beginning is always the hardest. Now that a breach has been made, Maginus is certain that it will take her about two more months to reconnect with the priest and project her consciousness onto the avatar.

Once she returns to the continent of Kenoyel using her avatar, she plans to accomplish two things.

The first thing to do is to take advantage of the momentum of other countries to deal with the Kingdom of Nizmol, which he had failed to deal with before, as well as his two greatest enemies.

The avatar's emotions are closer to her own before she became queen, when she was still on the run; her anger and resentment are unparalleled.

His strength wasn't much greater than his enemy's; his avatar only possessed legendary power, so Whitney could put up some resistance.

Only in this way can the exhilaration of personally taking revenge be the strongest. In short, Maginus was looking forward to that time.

The second thing is to transform into the "Elven Capital," a place I've only ever heard of, and see if there's any information there related to the Space Spider, and ideally, to obtain information on how to lift the seal and curse.

She underestimated the complexity of the curse above her head. To gradually remove it and return to the continent of Kenoyel, it would take at least five years, and possibly longer.

Anything can happen in such a long time, so she can't stay in other prime material planes forever and needs to go back soon.

knock knock knock

A knock sounded at the door, and Maginus lowered her hand and looked at the door: "Come in."

The petite young female pastor pushed open the door and entered, saying to her, "Madam, there's a sheriff and a detective outside who want to ask some questions. They say that the person sitting next to us when we went to see the play last night died. Do you have time?"

This girl was assigned to Maginus by the Sunrise Church; as a trainee pastor, she was quite adorable.

After making some progress yesterday, Maginus accompanied the timid apprentice to the theater to cheer her up. Since the young priest paid for everything, she didn't have to pay a penny.

As for anything unusual, she didn't really feel anything. In order to concentrate on refining divinity, Maginus usually didn't even activate her life perception. When she was watching the play, she was completely immersed in her mental dream.

Visible to the naked eye, Maginos gazed at herself in the mirror; the exhaustion of her soul from refining divinity was undeniable.

"I need to rest for a couple of days... Let's go."

Maginus stretched and got up. In the hall of the Radiant Sun Church, the sheriff and the detective also saw the two of them come out. Mossdale's eyes flashed as he noticed the respect and awe the surrounding priests showed to Maginus.

Chapter 676 This world... is in chaos

"Ladies, we've come to inquire if you've noticed anything unusual..."

The sheriff explained why he had come to the Radiant Sun Church. The young pastor, Sophia, carefully recalled the scene when she went to the theater. Maginus glanced at the portrait, raised his hand to tap his temple, and the scene immediately appeared in his mind.

The victim was indeed not far from them, only about two or three seats away. When the play in the theater was about a third of the way through, his body trembled, as if he had been affected by some kind of magic.

His life force rapidly waned, and he emanated an aura of death as he staggered out of the theater after the play ended, from which Maginus no longer noticed.

Speaking of suspicious people...

Recreating the scene, Maginus approached the victim and looked around, locking onto a gentleman on the second floor. He was raising his hand towards the victim, his eyes filled with a sinister smile, and he was radiating an inexplicable aura of negative energy.

"Give me a pen and paper."

Finding the clues took less than two seconds. Maginus gestured to the sheriff to hand her the notebook and pen, quickly sketched the killer's appearance on the paper, and handed it to the sheriff.

"He's the one who killed them."

The sheriff took the notebook with a puzzled look, and when he saw the portrait drawn by Maginos, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Impossible!"

Not only did he see the portrait, but when the sheriff took the notebook and turned it to the side, the young priest and Detective Mossdale also saw it, and they both showed expressions of disbelief.

The sheriff stared at Maginus, his expression serious and even somewhat angry: "Madam, spreading rumors is..."

"believe it or not."

Maginus, too lazy to argue, yawned and turned back to his bedroom, leaving the group staring at each other in disbelief. Sophia hugged her arms tightly, her eyes filled with terror as she stared at the portrait.

The man in the portrait is a well-known up-and-coming entrepreneur in Sun City. He has noble blood and is also a philanthropist. He has built and funded an orphanage at his own expense and donated a lot of money to the police department and even the entire city's system.

Simply put, he is a wealthy man in Sun City. He is quite rich, although he cannot compare to those old nobles or big entrepreneurs, but he is highly praised among the common people.

Before Maginus arrived, Sophia had been tasked with visiting his new home to offer her blessings and witnessed the heartwarming scene of him playing with some orphans.

The gentle smile at that time seemed genuine, but the face painted by Maginos was full of eeriness and ferocity.

Mosdor looked thoughtfully at the young pastor and asked, "Dear young lady, where did that lady come from? Was she a stranger?"

“I don’t know either, but the bishop grandfather treated that lady Maginot as an honored guest and told me that she was a very distinguished guest.”

Sophia shook her head. Mostard could indeed see the indifference and aloofness in Maginus, as if she didn't care about anything.

The sheriff examined the temple repeatedly, his confusion and anger driving him deeper into the sanctuary. He instinctively raised his leg to chase after them and ask questions, but was stopped by Mossdale. The detective lightly flicked his top hat.

"Alright, we've asked everything we needed to ask, and the two ladies have provided clues. Let's not bother them anymore. Let's go back and discuss this further."

After the two walked away, Sophia thought about it carefully, her eyes filled with worry. After much deliberation, she ran to the bishop's office to seek his help.

She believed that Ms. Maginot wouldn't make baseless accusations. If that was the case, the children in the orphanage might also be in danger. Although she sincerely hoped that the philanthropist wasn't an evil person, the hideous face the lady had drawn really startled her.

after one day.

A refreshed Maginot opened his eyes, rubbed them, and came out of his bedroom to stand in the temple garden, basking in the sun.

As his strength increased, his aversion and fear of the benevolent gods like the Endless Light began to decrease significantly, and he was able to treat the Ks calmly. This was a good thing, as he no longer had to worry about feeling inexplicable killing intent when facing the true form.

Seated in her chair, Maginus turned around at the hurried pace. The bishop approached her with a hint of anxiety: "Madam Maginus, Sophia is in danger, earlier..."