The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

With another word from Lenya, the psychic blade was shaped in her left hand. The girl threw it at a guard behind her, and the short sword pierced his heart. As the psychic blade dissipated, blood gushed out and turned into mist before it even hit the ground.

As he threw out the psychic blade, Maginus lunged at the woman who had been harassing him. With a swift motion, he drew his Guardian Sword, and as the scabbard flashed past the woman's head, she was completely severed in two before she could even react.

Enveloped in red mist, Maginus, unconcerned about others witnessing her wicked deeds, gently raised her hand, drawing soul energy from the souls that hadn't yet left the prime material plane.

The extremely refreshing feeling made Maginus tremble slightly. She could feel that the vision provided by the red mist seemed to be clearer.

At the same time, the red mist became thicker and wider with the infusion of more life force. Lenia, who had emerged from the mist, quickly took out a scroll of magic rope spell and tore it open. A rope appeared above her, connecting to a temporary space.

As she climbed up the rope, she suddenly saw a pair of hands reaching out through the red mist. Before the young lady could scream to warn Maginus, the large hands suddenly stopped, and a dead face with bloodshot eyes and an open gaze came into her view, collapsing in front of her.

Startled, Lenia immediately climbed up the already low rope and disappeared into the temporary space. Once inside, she immediately pulled up the magic rope outside.

The passage connecting her to the outside world had completely disappeared. Here, she listened to the sounds outside, clenched her fists together, and prayed that Maginus would successfully create chaos so that she could escape together.

I should have listened to Mine and not come here.

Lenya felt a little regretful, but if someone had told her that coming here would be dangerous, she probably wouldn't have believed it. She still wanted to come and see for herself.

Lenia vanished into thin air. Maginus, certain that she had entered the space of the magic rope spell, grasped the protector's fingers and gently tugged at them, her smile growing increasingly unrestrained.

This was actually her first time fighting in a place with so many people.

Sensing the fire of life in the people, a red light shone in the girl's eyes. Hearing the chaos, she immediately shouted, "Why aren't you taking advantage of the confusion to get back all the chips you've lost?!"

The gamblers, who were originally preparing to escape the chaos and the sudden appearance of the red mist, stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with extreme greed. They were still hesitant and seemed to be in a dilemma.

Yes, if they kill those dealers now, the casino can only blame the red-haired girl for the deaths and injuries. Why don't they take this opportunity to win back the chips they lost?

The red mist area wasn't too large at the moment; at least it hadn't yet enveloped this dice area. The casino nobleman, hearing the girl's seductive words, realized something was wrong and anxiously drew his sword, rushing towards the source of the sound, which was very close to him.

when!

The longsword he swung out was cut in half at the waist. The nobleman stared wide-eyed at the broken end of his sword. A face with a bloodthirsty smile emerged from the mist and drew close, its claw-like hand piercing his neck.

"You and your sword are both flashy and impractical. Tell me, do you regret it?"

The black specks in the center of the scarlet pupils made the nobleman feel dizzy. He did regret his actions, but instead of begging for mercy, he wanted to warn the man that he was a nobleman.

Before he could even utter a word, time seemed to speed up again. Maginus grabbed the nobleman by the neck and slammed him to the ground as if he were a troublemaker.

Unfortunately, this time the girl didn't hold back. Her left hand, enveloped in red mist, slammed her head hard against the exquisite wooden board. When she realized she could still sense the life force of the casino noble, she lifted him up again and then slammed him down.

boom!boom!

After falling four times, the casino nobleman's entire head was dented at the back.

Having confirmed his death, the girl released her left hand and threw the Nen blade backward once more. She then picked up the jewel-encrusted hilt of the sword and put it into her dimensional bag. She took a step forward, spun around, and swung her longsword.

The guards who were close by, whose iron-clad wooden clubs were relatively strong, met the same fate as the nobleman's longsword. At the same time, the guards' stomachs were also ripped open, their internal organs falling out and blood gushing out.

As the death toll rose, the crimson mist surged like a raging torrent, engulfing everyone. Meanwhile, immense soul energy poured into the girl's body, transforming into the energy source that controlled her life force. Her eyes shone even brighter and more dazzling under the influence of this spiritual energy.

People are still somewhat afraid of this red fog. Their first reaction is not to enter the fog to kill the dealer and rob the chips, but to run away. After all, the chips may not be exchanged, and their lives are their own.

However, Maginus completely ignited the flames within the already restless crowd.

Kill! Slaughter! Spirits!

Chapter 119 Feast

Let's fight!

The crimson halo expanded like an explosion. Maginus's volatile soul energy, mixed with the activated magic, expanded the halo's area for a fleeting moment, completely affecting those who hadn't had time to leave the dice cup area.

The negative emotions and desires of everyone were rising, and they seemed to become less timid and fearful. For the dealers with some power and the nobles behind the casino, these people who were affected felt nothing.

“Grab it!!”

A roar came from nowhere, and an adventurer suddenly sprang up, grabbed the hilt of his sword, and slashed at the woman who had been by his side for most of the day. After killing her, his eyes were bloodshot as he rushed toward the gambling table.

He kicked over the gambling table, swung his broadsword and cleaved it in two. The chips spilled out from inside the table, and the extremely pleasant sound made the adventurer who did it burst into laughter. He spread his arms and gathered all the chips in front of him.

Before he could finish, a sharp blade fell from above, splitting his head in two. The new adventurer stared greedily at the chips in front of him, but pointed his weapon at his surroundings to prevent anyone from launching a sneak attack like he had.

The pleasant sound of chips flowing out was heard by everyone...

However, in a noisy environment, the sound of chips rubbing together is actually very faint. Many people should not have heard it and did not hear it at all. They only heard the roar and the sound of the gambling table being smashed.

Influenced by the aura of slaughter, their negative desires are amplified, so the sound of chips they hear is actually a deep-seated longing!

You know, everyone here is a gambler!

The riots truly began at this moment, with looting, vandalism, and murder all taking place.

Everyone was blinded by anger and killing intent. At first, they were still somewhat conscious, at most collecting chips and knocking people to the ground.

However, as the stench of blood in the air intensified and the death toll rose, the danger and confusion brought by the fog gradually led both the gamblers and the casino to disregard friend and foe.

In order to protect themselves and to vent their emotions, people would attack anyone who approached them, resulting in a bloody fight in the casino!

How wonderful!

She inhaled the sweet and pungent smell of blood in the air, and the soul energy devoured by her Soul-Sucking Ability made her mind clearer. Her gaze turned to the direction where the casino nobles had looked up.

The pervasive red mist seeped into the area, and several nobles were still trying to spy on the situation there and hadn't left. However, one person's blood was flowing rapidly, as if he was consumed by rage.

He reached out and grabbed a chair, carefully calculating and locking onto that spot. The muscles in his hands and waist tensed, and a surge of life force flowed into it.

With enough force to tear her arm apart, Maginus threw the chair at the one-sided mirror, tearing her arm muscles and skin apart, only to have them quickly heal thanks to her regenerative abilities.

With a whoosh, the chair slammed into the mirror, shattering as it did so. Through her temporarily enhanced life force perception, Maginus could see that one of the people, whether a guard or a nobleman, had been crushed to death by the chair.

"No! Who, who did it!"

A roar came, and Maginus grinned, stretched out his arms, and took a deep breath, accelerating the absorption of life force and soul energy.

The temporary surge of power accumulating on the girl put pressure on her, and she decided to go all out.

One area isn't enough; if we're going to come, we need to include most or even the entire casino!

The pleasure derived from killing and strife enveloped Maginos; she cared nothing for innocent people among them. Her red and black eyes seemed capable of devouring minds, and her demeanor also underwent a change.

She seemed like some kind of superior being, while the people killing each other below seemed to be performing some kind of ritual.

Maginus receives the energy of the soul and life force here, and enjoys the sacrifices that have been killed.

Of course, this was just a fleeting aura; the excess soul energy and life force quickly overwhelmed her.

Having confirmed that she had reached her limit, Maginus crossed her arms above her head and then swung them down to her sides.

Killing Aura!

By using all the excess soul energy as fuel to fuel the killing aura, the actual effect was to expand the aura's range by about half, affecting only the area around the aura's perimeter.

The red mist was even more spectacular, rolling like waves of clouds towards other areas, filling most of the casino to the brim.

The problem remains the same: converting someone else's soul energy into your own results in a higher rate of loss than converting life force.

It's also related to my attributes. The forced capacity of temporary soul energy is currently limited. On the other hand, is my life force due to the nature of psionic energy? At least for now, I don't feel any upper limit to its control.

If I want to use more soul energy, I'll probably need to find the right techniques or continue to strengthen my soul.

Unleashing the pent-up killing intent within her, Maginus calmly considered the issues that this attack had raised for her. She walked back to her original spot and said, "Leahy, come out."

The scene was in complete chaos, and they should leave as soon as possible.

An opening appeared in mid-air. Lenia poked her head out to make sure it was safe, then slowly climbed down the rope. Before she could ask any more questions, Maginus grabbed her arm and ran out of the casino.

Leaving the area and running out of the red mist, they arrived at the location where they could exchange chips, where they saw many other people running out as well.

Before they could even get close to the gate, all the casino staff who had run out earlier were thrown back, and Benedict Ted actually appeared there.

Yes, Maginus is certain this is no coincidence.

Benedict's gaze swept across the entire room, and he paused slightly when he saw the red-haired and purple-haired girls. He met their eyes, but spent most of his time looking at Lenya.

He then feigned disinterest and turned to the guard, who stepped forward and shouted, "According to intelligence, succubi and vampires are active in this casino. All unauthorized personnel must leave immediately!"

"Sir, there's a red mist of blood inside! They're acting like madmen!"

Upon hearing about succubi and vampires, the gamblers, who were already planning to flee, changed their expressions drastically and rushed out the door. Some even tried to provide information, clearly terrified.

Maginus grabbed Lenia's hand and ran out, wondering if they would run into Benedict a few more times after that.

……

A sudden appearance of red mist?

Benedict raised an eyebrow; as far as he knew, this was not a normal ability of vampires or succubi.

Before he could respond, a group of somewhat disheveled nobles appeared before him. Benedict narrowed his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips.

I haven't even gone to find these people yet, and they dare to come looking for me?

Chapter 120 I will not rest until I avenge my family.

After running out of the casino and across a long street, Maginus finally released Lenia's hand, who was already panting heavily. Lenia, supporting herself on her knees, looked around as she gasped for breath:

"Phew, I finally escaped, but I really didn't expect to run into Benedict again."

The girl didn't respond, a faint smile on her face. She touched the corner of her mouth, her heart filled with the joy of killing. She was in a very good mood, although she didn't know how long she could keep this up.

She turned to Lenia and asked, "Where shall we go next? The underground boxing ring again?"

"Of course I'll go, but I'll have to disguise myself. Do you think those guys at the casino attacked us because of my beauty, and also because of you, Mine?"

Touching her cheek, the young lady said rather narcissistically, and Maginus nodded without refuting it.

The two walked down the street. It was still early, so they strolled around for a bit, bought some daily necessities, and then headed to the hotel. During this time, Maginus noticed that they were being watched more closely.

Back at the inn, Lenya lay down on the bed, feeling utterly exhausted. Despite the uncomfortable bed, she quickly drifted off to sleep. Thinking back to what had happened at the casino, she looked at Maginus and asked:

"Mine, do you really like fighting?"

The girl didn't reply immediately. She swallowed the cake in her mouth, then forced a stiff smile at her with cream-covered lips: "No, I like killing."

Well, because of the cream on her lips, Maginus's words weren't too frightening; in fact, they made Lenia want to laugh. Recalling the moments they'd spent together, the young lady hesitated and asked:

"You really enjoy killing?"

"Of course it's fake. It's just that pretending to like killing in front of others can keep a lot of troublesome guys away."

The girl's expression returned to calm. The words, a mix of truth and lies, put Lenia at ease. She took off her clothes, covered herself with the blanket, and mumbled sleepily, "Mine, are you having a hard time?"

"As an adventurer, how can anything be easy? I've gotten used to it ever since I became an adventurer."

Although it only lasted a few months.

Maginus chatted idly with the drowsy Lenia, then fell silent. She turned to look at the young lady, who seemed to have slept very well, probably because she was too tired.

When was the last time I slept this comfortably?

Looking at Lenya, who kept smacking her lips, Maginus thought she was like a child, and realized that he was the child.

Seeing that she had pushed the blanket away, the girl went over to cover her up again, but was about to leave when Lenia grabbed her hand.

"Mom, I can't eat anymore... I want this... I want that... I don't want to marry him, I don't want to leave you..."

Talking in her sleep, a happy smile appeared on Lenia's face. Maginus sat gently on the bed, gazing at her smile, and beautiful memories of the past floated into his mind.

so good.

The girl's lips were about to curl into a smile, but she quickly suppressed it.

Once the purple-haired girl released her hand, Maginus left her bed and sat back on her own, feigning sleep in a posture ready to launch an attack at any moment, a psychic blade appearing in her hand.

It pierces the wrist, cuts open the blood vessels, and uses its life force to quickly repair the wound, feeling the pain and tingling of the injury.

She did this again and again, but what appeared in her mind was no longer beauty, but a series of indistinct black shadows. Among the shadows on the outermost edge, one person shed his shadow and revealed his face.

Benedict Ted...

I should be able to get the list of members and organizations that directly killed my relatives from him. This is not important intelligence. If some of the members are from small countries, they might even publicize it.

Maginus muttered to himself, the Nen Blade shattering from time to time due to the infusion of frenzied soul energy, but the number of fragments produced when it shattered was decreasing, now down to less than ten.

The technique of psychological warfare is almost complete.

Instead of heading to the underground boxing ring immediately, Lenya and Maginus took a short rest for a few days. During this time, they wandered around the city, allowing Lenya to see and experience some of the atmosphere of Gold and Silver City.

She had to admit that while Gold City was thriving, its security was not very good.

The two, who often dined at the tavern, also heard the bard's latest song. It seemed that Benedict was constantly dealing with and appeasing the nobles who were hiding succubi and vampires for the sake of the future and peace of Gold and Silver City.

While they were eating that day, they overheard Benedict punishing a nobleman in public once again. Lenia couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect that guy, who seems so arrogant, to actually care about the people."

"You're overthinking it. He's just eliminating dissidents. Among those who attacked him before, there might be these nobles or their superiors."