The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Benedict looked at Maginus with a probing gaze, and the girl gave a calm and discreet bow: "I am Mine, a psionicist."

“I’m somewhat interested in the fight you had at the casino,” he said, his gaze becoming curious. “In that casino fight, you seemed to have gotten the others to kill each other?”

“It’s a special kind of psionic ability,” Maginus did not deny the fact. “Like I said, I am a psionicist, similar to a spellcaster, although I am more skilled in close combat.”

"I see."

Staring at the girl's indifferent face, Benedict did not ask any further questions, but turned to look at the match that had already begun in the arena.

Entering the arena were a handsome elven boy and a dashing human youth. They clashed violently and began a brutal, hand-to-hand combat, with blood flowing continuously from their wounds. The primal violence aroused the anger of the onlookers.

However, before they could determine a winner, Maginus suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She turned around sharply, and several malicious gazes immediately looked away.

Something's not right. No one should have been watching them before, so what are these people here for?

"Lord Ted, you seem to have gotten us into trouble."

Maginus whispered a reminder, and the young man, whose senses were somewhat lacking, turned around with a puzzled look. She had no choice but to continue explaining the situation:

“Just now, four or five or even more people were looking this way. Whose fault do you think it was?”

Upon hearing this, Benedict's face darkened. His first thought was not that someone in the arena had seen him, but that a spy had appeared among his men.

He uses multiple spells to deliberately reduce his presence. Unless someone intends to notice him beforehand, they won't be aware of him unless they get too close.

Maginus only noticed him when he got close, and even relied on the life force red mist to expand her perception range.

"Sorry for causing trouble for you."

Benedict said apologetically, and Lenia immediately grabbed Maginus's sleeve and whispered, "Then shall we leave sooner?"

Before the girl could speak, Benedict immediately refuted her idea, saying, "No, we need to create chaos here first, otherwise it will be difficult to leave someone else's home turf."

"But just how strong are you? Are you almost at the intermediate level?"

Maginus asked in a low voice, and the young man shook his head: "Not yet, we're just one step away from getting there. We can't take that step yet."

"How do we create chaos? Should we just start killing? Let me warn you, the people here are either wealthy merchants or minor nobles. If things get chaotic, it might not be easy to resolve them perfectly."

The girl reminded him, and Benedict, who was already prepared, reached into his dimensional bag, took out several Cloud Mist spells and tore them open one after another. The next second, the cloud mist suddenly spread out, completely covering the spectator seats on this side of the arena.

"Split into two groups and charge out!"

Benedict growled and immediately ran out from one side, as if heading towards the exit. Maginus looked at Lenia and asked, "Do you have any more invisibility scrolls?"

"There are only two left. Invisibility scrolls that allow people without magic to use are very expensive..."

The young lady reluctantly took out the invisibility scroll that she had saved up for a long time to buy from the family mage, and there were only two left. Maginus took the scroll without any politeness and tore off one for himself.

Maginus, who had completely disappeared, scooped up the now-invisible Lenia in his arms. Noticing someone approaching, he didn't hesitate to create a ghost face out of the mist with his blood mist and made it the first to burst out of the clouds.

The enemy, whose forces were unknown and who were waiting vigilantly outside the fog, did not see the hidden footsteps on the ground at first, but rather a scarlet ghost face that launched a face-to-face attack.

The moment the ghost face appeared, everyone, including the audience, was startled. Some mages instinctively cast dispel spells on the ghost face, but it only eliminated a portion of the area.

At the same time, Maginus unleashed the Aura of Fear!

A purplish-black light shone from the center of the white mist, instantly triggering a sense of horror. Everyone stood frozen in place, and Maginus seized the opportunity to break free from the encirclement and run into the entrance first.

After a brief period of paralysis, some ordinary people even experienced incontinence, screaming as they rushed towards the passage like a tidal wave.

Although they didn't know why they were running, running was the only option. The aura of fear made them subconsciously feel that something dangerous was about to happen or was happening there, and they absolutely could not stay any longer.

"Stop everything!"

The amplified sound resounded in everyone's ears. The audience members who were not in the audience on Maginus's side were still confused, while the audience on this side did not listen to the owner of the sound at all and kept pushing towards the exit.

The guards who were originally blocking the exit could no longer hold them back. The crowd smashed open the flimsy gate, and Maginus and Lenia, who were invisible, took the opportunity to run out into the crowd and quickly reached a safe alley.

"Phew... Is Benedict alright? Would it be a big problem if he died here?"

Lenia took a breath, then became worried about what Maginus had told her about Benedict's intention to kill someone. "If he dies here, your father will also be held responsible."

"Do you want me to help? That would cost extra."

Maginus was naturally unwilling to give up the opportunity to obtain information from Benedict. She didn't know what Elliott Silvers was thinking, but she was certain that the Earl was unwilling to let Benedict die here so inexplicably.

Therefore, he will most likely have a backup plan to protect Benedict, but she also needs to cultivate some goodwill with her enemy in order to obtain information later.

Chapter 124 Suffering Physical and Mental Torture, Vowing to Avenge This Hatred

“…Mine, aren’t you in danger? If you are, then forget it. You don’t need to get involved in this. My father should have a solution.”

Lenia looked at Maginus, who seemed indifferent, and spoke earnestly for the girl's sake. The red-haired girl's fingers trembled slightly, and an unnatural look flashed in her eyes.

She is reluctant to accept kindness from others, especially kindness from people she intends to exploit.

Maginos knew she was falling into evil and chaos, but she wished that her descent would be slower.

After a moment of silence, the girl, pretending to have thought things through, nodded gently: "It won't be too dangerous. If there is any danger, I will of course run away first. But it would be even better if you could sponsor me some spell scrolls."

"Take a look at these and see if any of them are usable?"

Lenia showed her trust in Maginus, and without hesitation, she reached into her dimensional bag, pulled out all the scrolls, and held them in her arms, saying to the girl, "Choose for yourself, and see which ones are useful."

"You trust me that much?"

"What do you mean 'I trust you'? If you really didn't want to care about me, you could have killed me and taken my things long ago. Even if I had someone protecting me in secret, it might not have been useful. Besides, I really did come out alone."

Maginus didn't make a fuss. He picked out two scrolls from the collection—one for creating wind and the other for greasying—and told the young lady to put them away. Then, he pointed a finger at her, saying:

"Be careful on your way back, don't get watched. Although it seems safe now, you should still be extremely careful."

"Okay, Mine, go and save them quickly."

"Lenia said anxiously, and Maginus nodded and left. Just as he was about to walk out of the alley, he added, "Miss Leisie, remember not to trust strangers easily in the future. Judging from your silly look, you are easily deceived."

"I told you I was being naive!"

After watching Maginus leave, the girl carefully ran towards the inn. Fortunately, she encountered no danger along the way and returned to her room unharmed, waiting for Maginus and the possibly arriving Benedict.

On the other hand, Benedict Ted's situation is not so good.

He looked at the people surrounding him, panting, and said with a sneer, "I never expected that the Bloodstained Society would come to assassinate an unknown noble like me."

"Hehe, you're not exactly unknown. To the people of Crystal Salt Kingdom, you're a hero who defeated the evil royal family~."

The man wearing a scarlet mask grinned and spoke to Benedict with a white smile, seemingly in no hurry at all.

And that was indeed the case. The Bloodstained Society had already used a silencing spell to isolate this area. As long as Benedict couldn't escape this area, he wouldn't attract anyone else's attention.

The leader of the Bloodstained Order shrugged, then gripped his sledgehammer and pointed it at Benedict Ted:

"Oh, my dear Sir Benedict, please die here. It would save us from having to find other ways to assassinate you. Wouldn't it be better to fall into eternal slumber? We're living in constant fear now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader rushed forward and struck the ground in front of Benedict with a hammer, creating a deep crater. Benedict, who took a few steps back, pulled a military knife from his dimensional bag and stabbed it towards the leader's eyes.

However, before the saber could pierce him, a gust of wind from the side forced Benedict back half a step. He bent his arm as much as possible, but the venom-covered dagger still struck his arm.

Blood gushed out, and Benedict, panting heavily, looked around at the Bloodstained Society members who were wounded but not seriously injured, and gritted his teeth.

If he had already broken through the limit and reached the intermediate level, and if he had teammates by his side, he definitely wouldn't look so disheveled right now!

"Haha, do you think you can beat us with your teammates by your side? While that's certainly true, it's a pity, Sir Benedict, who told you to suddenly show up for a woman~."

The leader laughed heartily and, taking advantage of the moment when Benedict showed signs of fatigue due to the poison, ordered everyone to attack him!

A group of assassins charged at him, brandishing their weapons. Struggling to raise his saber to defend himself, Benedict seemed to foresee his inevitable death and instinctively closed his eyes.

However, a sudden gust of strong wind woke him up. When he opened his eyes, Mine, the guard who had been by Rachel's side, appeared beside him.

"Young lady sent me to save you. Can you hold on, Lord Ted?"

Maginus, who had caught up, casually asked a question, and the torn wind spell blew away everyone in front of her. The leader, seeing this, widened his eyes and strode towards the two of them. The girl casually tore open another greasy spell.

A puddle of slippery, greasy substance appeared at the leader's feet. He tried to rush over quickly, but his foot slipped and he fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

The girl grabbed Benedict's body, which was much taller than her, and hoisted him onto her back. A hidden killing intent flashed in her eyes, which she quickly concealed. The wound on her wrist burst open, spreading out a large amount of red mist that obscured her vision!

"Follow it!"

Trapped by the greasy spell, the leader of the Bloodstained Society shouted in a fit of rage, and the other members immediately ran out of the red mist, but could no longer find any trace of the two.

Lenia waited anxiously in the room for Maginus to return, her hands clasped together in prayer. Suddenly, the window was kicked open. She quickly grabbed a scroll from the side and looked it through the window. Seeing Maginus's face, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mine, you're finally back... Lord Ted, what happened? Are you injured?"

The young lady looked in surprise at Benedict Ted, who was being carried on the girl's back. He was barely breathing, as if he might take his last breath at any moment.

"Do you have any healing scrolls? Quickly get them out and use them on him. He's been poisoned, and I've only managed to stop the bleeding from his wounds."

"Oh, yes, yes."

Lenya took out a scroll and tore it open repeatedly, casting spells on Benedict's body, and his condition improved.

As she watched her enemy gradually recover, the restrained killing intent in Maginos's eyes finally dissipated.

We're playing the long game. Benedict's death isn't directly related to the deaths of my family members. He's still useful, so there's no need to kill him now. We can still use him to spy on the overall situation in Crystal Salt Country.

Clenching her fist hidden beneath her black robe, Maginus said, "I'll go keep watch at the window. Miss, please take care of this gentleman."

Turning to the window, she conjured a blade and stabbed it directly into her hand, one after another, with very slight movements.

Chapter 125: Obtaining Intelligence

"How's it going?"

At the Sylvis Manor, Elliot Sylvis, Lenya's father, was stroking the fur of a heterochromatic cat while listening to his spy's report.

"Lady Mine, who is with Miss Lenya, rescued Benedict. Based on what you said about wanting Benedict to have a stronger impression of Miss Lenya, we believe that having Mine take Benedict away was the right choice, Your Excellency. I wonder if we made a mistake?"

"Oh? It seems I've also invited a very kind adventurer lady."

Upon hearing that the temporarily hired adventurer was willing to risk his life to rescue Benedict, Elliott showed a surprised expression, a slight smile playing on his lips. He seemed quite pleased and praised the spy's quick thinking.

"Well done. Sending my sweetheart to take care of the injured Benedict will definitely make him develop some strange feelings for the girl. After that, as long as we use magic, the initial plan will be complete."

"Thank you for your praise, but there is one thing I don't understand. Why do you insist on making Benedict and the young lady develop a friendship or even love? Even without these things, he will soon take action against those in the capital."

"Of course, it's to prepare a way out later, and at the same time to gain more benefits from the chaos."

Facing his trusted confidant who knew most of his secrets, Elliott did not hold back, and said with some emotion:

"Emotions are an extremely unstable yet incredibly powerful force... Oh, let's not go into things you wouldn't understand. Simply put, I want Benedict to engage in a major battle with those people in the capital without much preparation, so as to weaken both sides as much as possible."

"What's next, hmph."

A cold glint and arrogance flashed in the count's eyes, as if he was already quite confident about the benefits he was about to seize.

Elliott muttered to himself, "They've sensed my rebellious intentions and want to use the victorious Benedict to suppress me? Don't even think about it, old man. This time, I'll make you kill each other."

The spy pursed his lips, but finally asked, "What if Miss Lenya really likes Benedic?"

"Don't I know my own daughter well?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Earl couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You think I would say that? That's one reason. Besides, I already confirmed with the legendary prophet that she doesn't like Benedict. At most, she just sees him as a friend."

"Cough cough cough..."

Coughing so hard he felt like he was going to cough up his lungs, Benedict struggled to open his eyes. The first thing he saw was "Leahy," slumped on the table, drooling constantly.

He examined his body and found that although he was weak, he had basically recovered. He knew that she must have used a recovery scroll on him, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

She even called her own guards to rescue her, completely disregarding the fact that she was also in danger. What a good girl!

Benedict thought to himself that although he felt grateful to Mine, the servant who came to his rescue, it wasn't a deep feeling. He subconsciously placed Mine in the position of a servant and felt that she should do so.

"Lord Benedict, you're awake. Would you like me to get you a glass of water?"

When Magines saw Benedict wake up, she called out to him. Only then did the man lying on the bed notice the guard standing by the window. He spoke in a hoarse voice, thanking her, "Thank you for saving my life, Miss Mine."

"You should be thanking Miss Leahy."

She poured a glass of water, helped Benedict sit up, and calmly handed him the water. Their conversation woke Lenia, who was lying nearby. She rubbed her eyes and noticed that the young man's eyes lit up when she saw him awake.

"Ah, Sir Benedict, you're finally awake."

"Yes, thank you so much this time, Miss Leahy."

Seeing that the two were about to talk, the girl moved a little further away and pricked up her ears. Their conversation was very boring, consisting of nothing more than thanking each other.

Soon after, Lenya brought up Maginus: "Instead of thanking me like this, why not give Mine some real thanks?"

"Yes, Miss Mine, is there anything you need?"

Elliott turned to the red-haired girl and asked, as she lightly rubbed her fingers together, a red glint in her eyes: "It's just my duty. If you really want to thank me..."

She pretended to ponder for a moment, then finally revealed her true intentions: