The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

The other soldiers were in a similar situation; their already somewhat translucent bodies appeared and disappeared in the dream, and they didn't know if there would be another attack.

Jones muttered to himself, pulling over a guard to try and ask him a question. Well, the guard couldn't even speak as stiffly as before; he stood motionless, like a puppet.

He closed his eyes and lay down. The burning sensation suddenly disappeared. Jones, filled with curiosity, felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him. In the end, he stopped thinking about anything and never opened his eyes again in the dream.

It wasn't until the sounds of the outside world—calls and shoving—that Jones regained his senses. He mumbled as he opened his eyes, looking alertly at the guard who had woken him, and instinctively rubbed his head.

"Oh, damn it..."

He muttered a few words to himself, remembering the previous night vividly and knowing exactly what had happened. He got up, dressed, and began subtly questioning his personal guards:

"Roland, did you have any special dreams last night?"

"Dreams? They definitely exist."

The guard nodded with lingering fear, and the others around seemed to have realized something as well, subconsciously touching the wound that had been pierced when they died in the dream, where phantom pain still lingered.

The guard pressed his temples, trying to recall the city, and said absentmindedly, "In the dream, I seemed to have entered a destroyed town, and then fought monsters with everyone."

"You guys dreamed about it too?" "Everyone dreamed about it?" "You did too?"

The surroundings became lively, and Jones coughed to interrupt their mutual verification: "It seems they've seen too many demons, which is why they dreamed of the great battle to come."

"It's possible."

Many soldiers believed this reason, but one somewhat dejected soldier sighed, "If those monsters really invade, it will probably be even more terrifying than in my dreams."

"That's when we'll be needed, won't we? Her Majesty said she'll be fighting other evil gods and demon lords, and our role is to protect what we can protect."

Jones patted the dejected soldier on the shoulder, feeling genuinely anxious himself, as his wife and children were in the city he was responsible for protecting.

If that day ever came and monsters invaded the city, he felt that no matter what, he absolutely had to ensure that the army could successfully defeat the monsters.

His home and loved ones were in Nesser, and there was no way to escape. He had no choice but to fight the monster to the death.

……

"How's it going?"

At the same time, Maginus was also gathering relevant information with the generals. Several generals were very pleased, and one of them said, "The soldiers are carrying a lot of killing intent. We'll see if they're still afraid when facing demons and devils."

“Training the army will definitely be effective, it’s just a matter of how effective it is. Your Majesty, I think the officers and soldiers will definitely get plenty of training.”

They were all talking at once, but their only argument was that dream training was very useful and could be conducted more often.

Maginus readily agreed and decided to conduct a dream exercise every two weeks to improve the army's combat strength and courage.

Chapter 757 Rising Housing Prices

Early in the morning, Dover began its activities, and people woke up and went about their business.

The muscular worker Maitasi emerged from his house, went to the construction site to retrieve his equipment, and appeared at the foot of the tower, looking up at the massive, still-unfinished city wall structure.

Her Majesty the Great Queen has issued an order that, in order to make the entire capital even more impregnable, the city walls need to be raised, more magic needs to be deployed, and towers suitable for archers to shoot from must also be added to the walls.

As for what they were guarding against, even Maithas, a worker, had heard about it; it was mentioned in the bard's poems and in Her Majesty the Queen's repeated orders.

Demons, devils, and other monsters.

"Phew, will the world really turn out like that?"

Maitasi muttered to himself, responded to his coworkers' calls, and immediately joined the workforce to begin a full day's work.

By noon, drenched in sweat, he put down his hammer and slowly climbed down the tower. He breathed a sigh of relief when he touched the ground. Even after working for so long, he still had a slight fear and apprehension about standing at heights and just couldn't get used to it.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Maitasi took out his dry rations and cured meat and began to eat them heartily, occasionally taking a sip from his water bottle. He and his coworkers kept their eyes on the city gate.

"Has there been an increase in the number of people entering Dover recently, and they are all wealthy merchants and nobles?"

One of his coworkers said that Maitasi suddenly realized something was wrong. He said that something had been off lately because the composition of the people entering and leaving the city was different.

“Not only that,” he continued, “not many people left the city; they all seemed to want to stay in Dover.”

"Ha, they must have come to seek refuge."

A knowledgeable coworker tore off a piece of beef jerky, gave the outsiders a slightly disdainful look, and explained the connection between them.

People in various countries now know that a major disaster is about to strike, and of course they are trying to find a place to take refuge.

Aside from the towns where the great temples are located, and towns that are also major transportation routes, Nesser and Doflamingo, thanks to the goddess's intervention, would certainly be considered by outsiders as excellent places of refuge.

They all wanted to settle in Dover, at least to get through the disaster period, and then find a way to leave Dover and Nesser after all the disasters had completely disappeared.

"You must be very careful, they can be liars."

If people just wanted to live here, that would be one thing, but some people actually tried to swindle real estate from the locals. It's fortunate that Her Majesty the Queen warned of the disaster beforehand, otherwise many people would have sold their houses and land for such a small amount of money.

"No wonder. I was wondering why someone wanted to buy my house and land for a high price this morning. But the rumors have spread so far, no one would be stupid enough to sell their house unless they really need the money urgently."

As the workers talked, a sense of pride, as Nesserians and Doflesians, involuntarily rose within them, and they looked down at the wealthy foreign merchants who had arrived.

But they quickly returned to normal. One of the workers looked at the carriage with some envy: "Sigh, if it weren't for the impending disaster, I would have really wanted to give them my house and get some money to spend the rest of my life elsewhere."

"Don't even think about it. If there hadn't been a disaster, our houses wouldn't be worth that much."

After finishing their meal, the group leaned against the building materials and dozed off, intending to take a good nap during their rest time. The soldiers had no objections to this, and some of them were even dozing off, looking quite tired.

Before falling asleep, Maitasi glanced at the tall city walls one last time, filled with curiosity about whether they would be useful once they were completed, and whether he had saved the entire Dover.

If building houses was merely a means of survival in the past, now, under the policies of the Great Queen, he has long since escaped hardship and no longer has to struggle for survival and meager food. Instead, he is concerned about what he has accomplished.

"Damn it, is housing in Dover really that scarce? My money isn't even enough to stay in the slums!?"

At the same time, the wealthy outsider, Grand, was furious and surprised. He never expected that the people in this rural area of ​​Dover would react so quickly, causing property prices to rise to an unbelievable level, even without the land attached.

Inside the Netherrey Agency, located in the Kingdom's branch office, the receptionist maintained a smile:

"Yes, that's the situation. I suggest you settle in a town on the outskirts of Dover, where house values ​​are lower and it should be incorporated into Dover within the next two years."

New towns have sporadically appeared outside the new city walls, but they have not yet entered the territory of the royal capital, Dover, and are small towns that have appeared near the royal capital.

Anyone with sufficient business acumen would know that Dover is currently on the rise, and the land outside is indeed very valuable. If you buy it now, you can simply wait for its value to appreciate.

However, the wealthy businessman still left in a rage. What he cared about now was not money and wealth, but life itself, the lives of himself and his family!

If we were to rate the level of security on a scale of ten, the entire capital of Doflamingo would undoubtedly qualify as a perfect ten, because a god resides there.

If we were to break down Dovley into smaller sections and assign a score, the area outside the city walls would only get a maximum of two points, while the area inside the city walls, closer to the palace, would receive a higher safety score. Naturally, wealthy merchants would not want to live outside the city.

He did want to go to the cities near those great temples, but right now all the towns were crowded, with only the border town of Nesery having any openings.

However, given the current situation, it seems that he has no choice but to leave the interior of the Dovre walls and settle in the surrounding area.

As Grand sighed on the street, a wicked thought arose in his mind as he looked at the surrounding residents. He thought it would be better to use some means to seize the properties from them and spend less money.

I didn't do anything wrong; I just bought the house from them at a "normal price"...

"No, wait, you must have made a mistake!"

Just as he was thinking this, a scream made him shudder. His gaze followed the sound and found a soldier gripping the wealthy merchant tightly, a sinister grin on his face.

“We have evidence that you used professionals to extort money from residents. In accordance with the Doveri Act, you will be sent to jail to await trial!”

After knocking the obese merchant unconscious, the guards dragged him away like a dead pig. Noticing a crowd watching, one of the guards shouted loudly:

"If you don't want to end up like him, outsider Qi Lin VIII Wu IV Liu Ni Lin Meng Yuan, remember not to cause trouble in Dovleine, understand?"

Grand swallowed hard, suppressing his evil thoughts, and had no choice but to think of other methods.

Chapter 758 n"Lingbawu is $? Eight-Finger Succubus Queen"

Another year passed, and only two years remained until the War of the Saints.

Other countries were not much better off. The disaster prophecy caused a large-scale population movement, mostly among merchants, landlords, and minor nobles. Those residents who could not afford to relocate naturally stayed where they were.

After discovering that the people who had been exploiting them had disappeared, the common people were actually happy, at least for a while, no one would be bullying them anymore.

As big cities became more crowded, more and more conflicts arose between locals and outsiders, and the saying "the stinking country bumpkins are coming to beg for food" occurred among outside merchants, landlords, and minor nobles.

The once arrogant and domineering Ling Mengqi II San Lin Jiu Qi Guai Dang, who had been able to act with their tails between their legs, now had to keep to themselves. The chances of them offending even stronger nobles in the big cities had greatly increased.

The church is getting busier and busier, and its manpower is gradually becoming insufficient. It has to deal with the believers of evil gods, the lower realm, and the monsters that have been revived or broken the seal. It is really exhausting.

Fortunately, this is also a great era for adventurers. Before the War of the Saints begins, the continent of Noir is filled with energy. It seems that the entire continent is experiencing an increase in the speed at which professionals become stronger due to the reorganization of the rules.

Unfortunately, overall, these measures were not enough to prevent the signs of disaster from appearing, and the situation on the mainland was getting worse and worse.

However, unlike most countries on the continent, the newly established Kingdom of Nesery exhibits a spirit of striving for progress and vitality, from its people to the nation itself.

There are many reasons, but they are absolutely inseparable from Maginus Imperius. If we talk about aspects unrelated to her, they are also related to the terrain. This place is close to the north, and huge mountain ranges block the wind and snow.

The entire country is located on the edge of the continent, and its actual population is much smaller than that in the center of the continent. Apart from Maginus, it is not well noticed by people or anything else.

In short, attacking Nesery would cost far more than it would gain, making evil people less inclined to touch this area. Unless they want to target Maginus, they or the K will not take the initiative to attack.

As Neserys grew increasingly prosperous, Maginus received ample feedback.

She seems to be only one step away from fully embracing her divine authority and becoming a true god.

In her spiritual dream, Maginos gazed at her own divine essence, which was now almost entirely transparent, filled with golden light, and about to transform into a pure golden cube.

She turned her head and looked around. The temple representing the divine office was now mostly completed, but it was missing something important, which prevented the entire temple from being fully formed.

The entire house had no doors or windows, and the base beneath the deity had disappeared, or rather, begun to coalesce anew.

She strolled through her palace, turned and sat on the throne in the hall, raised her hand and lightly touched the divine spark in the air, feeling the divine power that was still missing within it, as well as the time it would take for her to condense her divine authority.

"Phew, one more year. It looks like I'll be able to become a god. That's great."

This year did not make Maginus nervous; on the contrary, she breathed a sigh of relief. When she first obtained her divine office, she had thought that she would not be able to become a true god before the War of the Saints began.

Awakening from her dream, Maginus opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. Turning to look at Mira, she pulled her finger out of her mouth without waking her. Using magic, she dressed herself and turned her gaze toward the red-light district not far from Nesser.

An exceptionally powerful yet familiar force suddenly emanated from it. The foul and chaotic aura emanating from the lower realm was not that of an ordinary succubus, and it possessed a certain degree of divinity.

Succubus Queen, huh...?

Recalling the scene when she left the capital, Maginus touched her lips and moved toward the reception room. The owner of the aura was not hiding himself and was currently moving toward the palace, obviously wanting to meet her.

Dressed in a formal robe, she entered the drawing room and sat down. A few minutes later, a woman carrying a fragrant scent suddenly appeared opposite Maginus, bowing to her with a charming smile on her face.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty Imperis."

Gazing at the black-haired woman before him, whose appearance had never changed, Maginus nodded slightly.

"Yes, for more than ten or twenty years, I should call you McKesti."

"Should I still call you Mechanic?"

The close contact confirmed her identity as the woman who had stolen her first kiss. As for why the succubus queen let her go, it was easy to explain.

At first, I just wanted to see what a princess who had lost her country and clan could do. If she fell into depravity, I could turn her into a succubus.

Even this powerful demon lord from the abyss did not expect that Maginus would come to this. It should have been Maginus who was bowing, but now it was Mechanost who did it.

"Just call me Mackayshti, the revered goddess of the dead."

The succubus maintained her gentle and alluring smile, giving her a flirtatious wink without making any impolite move. Instead, her eyes were filled with vigilance. The tables had turned; even if she came in her true form now, she might not be able to defeat Maginos.

She smiled and sprouted horns and a tail, lounging lazily on the sofa in the reception room, seemingly trying to seduce Maginos, but these were merely subconscious actions of her body.

“I have come hoping that you will fulfill the contract. The gnolls in the prime material plane have made some unusual moves. They plan to gather together to attack a small country located to your west, seize its territory, establish a state, and then launch military campaigns from that country’s land.”

"The gnolls' chaotic nature means they won't easily become a nation. Who's leading them?"

"Hehe, that's right. The leader of the group is the chief of a large gnoll tribe. He has the blood of a gnoll king flowing through his veins and intends to become the gnoll king of the continent of Kenoyel. At that time, my mortal enemy in the abyss will become the gnoll god."

With her long, slender tail swishing, the succubus queen relayed the general information to Maginos, seeing it as an opportunity to severely damage her nemesis.

Maginus sent troops to annihilate the gnolls on the continent, causing them to collapse completely, and even their tribes ceased to exist. This allowed Maginus and the Minotaur god to unite and launch a massive attack from the abyss.

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The Succubus Queen had no intention of getting involved in this messy affair on the prime material plane. When the war of the saints began, these demon lords dared not come in person, nor even send any divine avatars, for fear of being killed by the aftermath of any god.

After a brief moment of thought, Maginus met the gaze of the succubus before her and agreed, "Okay, when shall we go?"

It's time to test the results of the Nesserian army's dream training.

I have some things to do for the last few days of this month, and I think I've also caught a cold and am not feeling well, so updates will probably be inconsistent. I'll be back to normal next month.

*Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo...*

Those on the front lines of the disaster survived; updates will resume tomorrow.

He's not dead. Updates should resume tomorrow.

Speaking of which, the old book has been delayed for about half a month now, oh dear...