The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Maginus said casually, and Lenia pouted and said, "Mine, can't you think of people in a better light?"

"As the eldest son of the royal family, and with the Ted family being a newly emerging noble family, coupled with his achievements in participating in the suppression, why do you think he was assigned to Gold and Silver City? Of course, it's to ensure that Gold and Silver City remains under the control of the royal capital."

The girl looked at a book she had bought from an old bookstore without looking up, her eyes glancing out the window. Someone was secretly watching them from the alley, but their gaze was not malicious.

Initial assessments suggest that this spy was sent by Benedict Ted.

"...So, according to you, my father is in danger?"

Lenia was a little nervous, but Maginus continued, flipping through the old book, "It's not that serious. Your father is a great nobleman who controls the lifeline of Gold and Silver City, although I don't know what that lifeline is."

The young lady felt a little relieved and turned her gaze to the book that Maginus was reading, revealing a very indescribable expression: "Mine, you're reading such profound books."

"What if I become a nobleman or a queen someday?"

The book in her hand was titled "Power and Desire," which sounded like a story or novel, but it was actually about a "knight-errant king" from about a hundred years ago.

His name was Elvis, and he rose from a person with noble blood to become a true king, as well as a very powerful legendary ranger.

This book is similar to a collection of his experiences, recounting the difficulties he encountered as a lord and how he resolved them. As for the final results, whether good or bad, he never hesitated to accept criticism from others, but rather wanted to use his experiences to remind other kings.

Chapter 121 There's a problem with the magic capacity.

Upon hearing Maginus's fantasy, Lenia showed a distrustful expression: "You're not a legend, you're overthinking things."

"People need to have dreams. Just in case, I suggest you also consider marrying into the capital. Maybe it will be useful and you won't just be a pretty face."

"I'm not just a pretty face!"

After finishing his meal, Maginus closed the book, glanced at the cover, put the book back into his dimensional bag, stood up, and said to Lenia, "What are your plans for today? If we're not going to the dueling arena, let's check out other bookstores."

"My plans for today... well, I'll go back to the hotel to rest first, then go to the underground boxing ring tonight. Let me rest for a bit in the meantime, and I'll dress up a little less nicely."

Lenia slowly walked out of the restaurant with Maginot, and only made a decision when they reached the exit. Maginot had no objection and went back to the hotel with her.

Sitting at the wooden table, she took out an extremely tattered book, which exuded a trace of magic, with a pattern of a flaming arrow on the first page.

This is a tattered spellbook.

During the previous resurrection, the source of magic in the girl's bloodline had completely dried up...

No, it should be said that it was transformed into other things, such as the killing aura and the fear aura, while the magical energy storage point created by the mage within his body was also completely shattered.

In short, with her source of magic being taken over by other abilities, she could no longer continue as a sorcerer.

However, her intelligence did not decline. She believed that even though her memories of magical skills and spell knowledge had disappeared, she could still become a mage again through learning.

She found this spellbook, made from the skin of an unknown magical beast, at a secondhand bookstore. It even contained the spell for Fire Arrow.

With the help of the spellbook, Maginus should theoretically be able to re-record the Flame Arrow in her mind and use it to create a new magical energy storage point within her body to absorb magical energy.

However, things were not as simple as she had imagined.

The magic she extracted didn't have time to be shaped into a magic containment point before it was directly devoured and converted by psionic energy. The conversion rate wasn't high either, not as much as the soul energy she obtained by killing people directly.

She tried to absorb external magic again, but before Maginus could construct a containment point, the magic was immediately swept away and swallowed by the frenzied psionic energy. She frowned, put away her spellbook, and took out the manual that her psionic teacher Oren had given her.

As mentioned above, psychic energy and magical energy generally do not conflict. Mind flayers, also known as spirit flayers, can have special types that adapt to both magical energy and psychic energy.

As a human, she shouldn't be able to "eat" magic with her psychic powers; at most, she should just reject it.

Moreover, she can also draw upon magic when using the Aura of Slaughter and the Aura of Fear, and there are no problems at that time. Furthermore, she can see the subtle flow of magic through her powerful soul.

"Could it be that my body was transformed into the form of psionic energy during my resurrection? Or has psionic energy and life force taken over my entire body and soul, making it impossible for me to accommodate new energy sources?"

Maginos was puzzled. She had no problem with anything else related to magic, but the only problem seemed to be her ability to contain magic.

She switched to a spellbook, glanced at the spell arrow on it, and gently stroked her chin, deciding to conduct an experiment.

The girl took out some materials from her dimensional bag, spread a sheet of white paper on the ground, drew intricate patterns with ink, and placed some ashes in various corners.

Seeing this, Lenia, who had been lying on the bed, walked over to her curiously and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Ritual magic".

The spellbook also records the method of using the Flame Arrow ritual spell. However, the ritualization of the trick is similar to that of other spells, making it quite cumbersome to use and requiring additional materials.

After setting up the ritual array, Maginus asked Lenia to step aside. She muttered incantations, adding about ten seconds of chanting to the spell that originally didn't require any incantation.

As the ashes were consumed by magic, the intense fire element and magic merged before the girl. She raised two fingers, and a cluster of flames landed on her fingertips. When she pointed her two fingers at the sky outside the window, the flames transformed into a flaming arrow and shot out, disappearing after about ten meters.

Sure enough, I had run into some trouble with how to contain magic power. It seems I need to continue focusing on my training as a Soul Blade user.

Maginus had originally planned to relearn some utility spells, such as Mage Armor Oil, Shield, and Web, but now it seems that won't work.

"Rayce, are you interested in spellbooks?"

The girl took out a tattered spellbook and handed it to Lenia beside her. The young lady glanced at it and shook her head: "I don't have the talent to be a mage, otherwise I wouldn't carry so many scrolls with me."

Maginus put away the spellbook, intending to sell it later.

As night fell, Maginus looked up at the moon in the sky and shook the drowsy Lenya awake: "My dear young lady, I think we should go to the underground boxing ring, or would you like to go tomorrow?"

"Get up, get up~".

The girl stretched and got up, sat down at the table, glanced at her delicate face, took out some makeup products from her dimensional bag and patted them on her face. Her original beauty became ordinary, but not so ugly or ridiculous.

She nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Maginus: "Mine, let's go. By the way, don't you need to put on makeup?"

"No need, I'm wearing a hood."

The girl pulled up her hat and walked out of the hotel with Lenia, casually asking, "Did you overhear about that underground boxing ring too?"

“Yes, to be precise, it should be called an underground arena,” the young lady recalled. “Two of my family’s hired servants mentioned it. They said that although it was bloody, it could effectively relieve the anger that had been building up inside.”

The two walked a block or two into the commercial area and saw a tavern with a claw sign near the slums. All sorts of people entered through different doors.

The people closer to the commercial area are either rich or noble, while those closer to the slums are either ordinary or poor. However, they do have something in common: a hint of passion and excitement on their faces.

Upon reaching the entrance to the commercial area, they confirmed the cost of watching the game and readily paid the gold coins to enter.

As they stepped inside, Benedict Ted's spies, seeing this, immediately ran to Benedict's mansion to report the situation.

They had indeed been watching the two for a long time.

Chapter 122 The Arena

"An underground arena? These two certainly have... rather unusual interests."

Upon learning of this, Benedict had a wry smile on his face. After making his decision, he got up and went to his bedroom to change into a more casual and suitable set of clothes. He then headed towards the underground arena without taking any guards with him.

Anonymously entering the arena, he looked around and quickly spotted a girl with beautiful purple hair and a girl with beautiful red hair. Benedict was about to approach her but suddenly stopped, unsure how to start a conversation.

After all, this isn't a good place to talk. It would be better to find a more suitable time, such as when they encounter danger.

As for the origins of the two girls, Benedict had some guesses, but he wasn't sure. There weren't many noble families in Gold and Silver City with purplish hair; there were only a handful.

He suspected that this was Elliott Silvers' daughter, but he couldn't reach into Silvers' manor and couldn't be sure that the young lady had really run away from home.

Gazing at the two girls from afar, the red-haired female guard seemed to sense something and turned around. Benedict quickly looked away and pretended to be engrossed in the battle.

……

Benedict Ted seems to have come specifically for Lenia this time. Has he already fallen into a trap?

When Maginus saw that he was pretending not to see them, she also turned her gaze away and continued to look at the arena in front of her.

A battle had already broken out on the field, with a group of thin, poor people fighting against a group of ragged goblins.

The green-skinned goblin stared fiercely at the humans in front of him, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, as if he had been starving for a very long time.

The poor people also stared at the goblins with bloodshot eyes, their fierce gazes mirroring each other.

"Look, everyone! On one side are poor people fighting for food and money, and on the other side are goblin slaves fighting to survive. Who do you think will win?"

The announcer's voice echoed through the arena, but his shouts had no effect on the two teams locked in a life-or-death battle, leaving them both frozen in place, completely still.

Most of the spectators standing around the arena showed no sign of anxiety, seemingly having already learned combat techniques from watching these fights; some were even explaining the techniques to the newcomers nearby.

"Don't rush, this is a necessary standoff before the battle. If one side shows even the slightest weakness or fatigue, the other side will suddenly launch an attack."

"Mine, who do you think will win?"

Lenia looked worried, and Maginus countered, "Who do you want to win?"

"Of course we hope the civilians win. Goblins are so ugly and vicious. If a gladiator dies in there, he might just be eaten by the goblins."

"So the result is obvious, isn't it? You want them to win, and most of the others naturally want them to win too. Don't think that the arena won't pull some dirty tricks. If the humans are at a disadvantage, they will definitely do something behind the scenes."

"The arena is essentially similar to a casino, and this battle is used to warm up the audience's emotions. If the human side loses, it will arouse the audience's anger, and if the human side wins, it will win the audience's passion. Each has its advantages and disadvantages."

"But there are still many nobles here, so the arena will most likely not let the humans lose. It would be bad if some of the spoiled brats got really angry. That should be the case."

Maginus shrugged, and just as he was speaking, the goblins, who had been starving for a long time, suddenly began to sway. Seeing this, the poor who had joined the battle charged forward with fierce eyes!

"If the arena doesn't resort to any underhanded tactics, who would likely win?"

Lenya continued to watch the battlefield with great concern. Blood splattered from their bodies, and some had their bellies ripped open, their organs spilling out in a gruesome scene.

"Well……"

Lenia hadn't expected the deceased to look so horrific, but upon reflection, she remembered that Maginus rarely left a corpse behind when he attacked.

"Humans can win. Goblins aren't powerful magical creatures. A well-fed human farmer can probably defeat two or three non-combat goblins, and a human militiaman can fight one or two goblin soldiers."

Maginus made his judgment based on the "simple and honest" villagers he encountered along the way.

The humanoid beings who hold a certain position and territory on the continent of Kenoyel are all known for their "simple and honest" and "hospitable" nature.

Humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, and so on, each have their own strengths. Monsters like gnolls are also much stronger than goblins, who are usually just objects of enslavement.

Well, their cousins, the bear goblins and the big goblins, are much stronger, but unfortunately they also look down on their goblin cousins, using them as enslavement or as expendable resources and food reserves.

The reason they frequently appear in bard stories is because there are enough of them, and they are weak enough, to serve as practice targets for the protagonists who are not yet fully grown.

Kobolds receive the same treatment, but at least they are related to dragons, so their chances of becoming dragon-blooded sorcerers are much higher.

The situation on the field looked grim, with the human side appearing to be playing very cautiously. However, this was mainly to minimize the impact of the attack on the human side.

They hoped to win with the least amount of injury, rather than fight to the death and end up crippled.

"Draw your gun!"

Suddenly, the team leader shouted, and the poor who had been scattered to fight the goblins suddenly converged on the center. The goblins trapped in the middle realized something was wrong, screamed, curled up into a ball, lay down and rolled around, trying to run away.

The other goblins immediately ran toward the enemy whose back was exposed, but unfortunately their short legs made them too slow, and they could only watch helplessly as their captain was pierced by spears.

Long weapons can be somewhat lethal against short weapons in group battles, especially when neither side is particularly strong.

Having killed the goblin in charge of leading the troops, the human forces launched an even more powerful offensive, quickly killing the goblins amidst cheers.

The host's voice came on at the right time, mainly explaining where these goblins were captured from and how their tribe destroyed an entire village.

The cheers grew louder, and the poor in the arena gave weak smiles and waved to the audience before retreating into the dark passageway.

"how are you feeling?"

"It feels... a bit cruel, I don't like it here."

As Lenya shared her experience, Maginus was about to respond when a familiar male voice sounded beside her: "That's normal. Generally speaking, girls don't like watching these kinds of things."

The sudden voice beside her startled the young lady. She turned around and looked at the person, about to shout in surprise, but Benedict quickly raised his finger to signal her to be quiet.

Maginos, who had sensed his approach, remained silent and pretended to be wary as he pulled Lenia closer.

Chapter 123 They're coming after us.

"It seems I don't need to introduce myself to you two. I'm Benedict Ted, nice to meet you."

The boy's handsome face made Lenia lower her guard. She hid behind Maginus and said, "Oh, my name is Leishi. Hello, Ted... Why are you here, sir?"

"Oh, I have a personal grudge against the nobleman who controls the underground arena, so I'm here to scout things out first, so it will be easier to deal with him later."

Benedict did not hide his intentions, but in Maginus's view, his main purpose in coming here was for Lenia.

Standing in front of the young lady without moving aside, Maginus coughed softly, reminding Lenya not to be deceived and not to forget what she had said earlier. Lenya, who had relaxed a little, became vigilant again.

He came here specifically to target your father.

Yes, what if he's trying to use me to threaten his father?

Seeing Lenya's wary gaze, Benedict could only smile awkwardly, then casually continued to ask, "How could a young lady like you run out here? It's very dangerous outside."

Are we very familiar with each other?

Lenya wanted to say that, but knowing she was facing a lord, she didn't dare to be so presumptuous. So she whispered, "My family is always controlling me, so my guards and I escaped to relax a bit."

"Is that so? Oh, speaking of which, what's your guard's name?"