The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

"Wouldn't that be very tiring?"

"Fortunately, I've always lived like this since I was a child. I have many brothers and sisters, and we often have to scheme against each other."

By feigning sympathy to elicit Lenia's concern, Benedict paused for a moment before turning the conversation to Lenia: "But you, Lenia, I heard you're going to the capital to get married soon?"

"I'm going to the capital to get used to life there. The engagement has been made, but the wedding will be a year from now."

The young lady corrected the young man's statement, and Benedict nodded and tentatively asked, "Speaking of which, do you like your fiancé?"

"I've never even met him, so how can I talk about liking or disliking him? But there are rumors that he's a bit promiscuous, which really worries me."

When Lenya spoke of her fiancé, a worried expression crept onto her face, mainly due to concerns about the future.

Upon hearing that she had never met her fiancé, Benedict, who had been somewhat dejected, immediately perked up.

This shows that he had every opportunity to steal her away—no, to pursue his own happiness and experience true love with Lenya!

"By the way, who exactly are you marrying? I haven't heard anything about your fiancé at all," Benedict asked casually, suppressing his joy.

He genuinely hadn't heard the news. All the nobles knew that Lenia was going to marry a certain nobleman in the capital, but no one knew who it was.

There are many rumors, some saying she married some dukes, others saying she was to marry a minor nobleman because of some agreement, there are both good and bad things.

Compared to these rumors, Benedict felt that the information he heard from Lenia was more accurate.

But to his utter surprise, he heard something that shocked him from Lenia.

The young lady took a sip of tea and sighed, then complained, "Father sent me to this marriage alliance for the sake of the family. Who do you think I can marry? The royal family is powerful right now. Who can I marry to protect our family?"

"...The royal family itself?"

Benedict realized this and looked at Lenia in disbelief, who nodded vigorously: "Yes, my fiancé is the First Prince, Ronald Faston."

Ronald Stone!

Upon hearing the name, Benedict jumped to his feet, his face pale, and opened his mouth as if to tell Lenia, "You can't go," but he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing the young man's appearance, Lenia looked puzzled. Maggie Nus, standing behind her, raised his eyebrows slightly. This Sir Benedict seemed to know something.

"Bennedy, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I'm just a little surprised that you actually got engaged to the First Prince, and that you kept this secret so well."

Calming himself, Benedict forced a smile and sat down, naturally changing the subject.

After chatting for a while longer, seeing that it was getting late, Lenya said goodbye to him and left Benedict's estate.

After the young lady left, the young man sat on the sofa, his hand gripping the cup tightly until it finally burst open.

His face was filled with anger towards Elliott. He couldn't understand why he would send his daughter to marry that kind of guy. Was it really worth it for the safety of the family and the future power?

Okay, that's certainly possible, but Benedict doesn't want to see Lenia gradually descend into hell.

Ronald Faston was known to everyone in the capital. He was the subject of countless praises: the strongest of the younger generation in Crystal Salt Kingdom, the most learned prince in Crystal Salt Kingdom, the most benevolent prince in Crystal Salt Kingdom, the most popular prince in Crystal Salt Kingdom…

Most of it is true, but "most benevolent" is just a mask he wears to present to the public!

Benedict lay on the sofa reminiscing about the past, when he was about seven years old and Ronald was about eleven.

He followed his father into the palace and met Ronald for the first time in the shadows of the garden.

That meeting left a deep shadow on him. At the time, Ronald was repeatedly beating a servant, and with a few punches, he killed the servant.

Killing him wasn't enough; Ronaldo even used a knife to cut off a piece of the servant's flesh, then tilted his head back and opened his mouth...

Benedict was only seven years old at the time. In a panic, he instinctively held his breath and fled the place. After returning to his father's side, he dared not run around the palace again.

It wasn't until he left the palace that Benedict asked his father about the matter.

When Benedict's father, Royalteid, learned that he had witnessed Ronald eating people, his expression changed slightly. He grabbed his son's shoulders and repeatedly told him never to tell anyone about it.

When he grew up, his father finally told him the truth after he repeatedly pressed him for answers.

Because this king of the Crystal Salt Kingdom had seized the throne illegitimately, he was subjected to a powerful and vicious curse from a member of the royal family who should have been king but had fallen on hard times.

That royal was an extremely powerful sorcerer, and since he cast the curse with his own life, no way to break it has been found to this day.

It doesn't even seem like a curse, because there are no signs of a curse on the king, so it's more like a prophecy.

As for the content of the curse, it is as follows:

Your first child will become a demon, and your last child will be his enemy. The throne of the Stone family will fall into the hands of another, and these two children will definitely die in their struggle against each other.

And you, my brother, and those who betrayed me, your families will eventually decline and perish!

The king believed the curse and even drowned his last child.

Whether the curse was real is naturally questionable, but Benedict did witness Ronald Faston eating people.

If Lenia marries someone like that, she will definitely be in danger. What if she discovers Ronald's secret? Will she be killed to silence her?

Whether it was a secret affection or a long-standing friendship, Benedict didn't want Lenia to fall into the abyss.

He absolutely had to stop her from marrying him, but how should he say it? Should he directly explain Ronald's situation to Elliott?

Putting aside whether he would believe it or not, let's assume he did believe it, but what if Elliott is a person who values ​​profit?

The young man was caught in a deep dilemma, unsure of what to do.

Chapter 136 Is Fate Guided, or Guided by Fate?

"So instead of going to Miss Lenya or the Count, you've come to me, his personal guard, to discuss this matter?"

In a small private room, Maginot's expression was calm, but her tone was full of questions, and sitting opposite her was Benedict.

It was the third day after the banquet. As usual, Maginus went to the lumberyard to practice his slashing technique. On the way, he received a message from Benedict's spy.

She was puzzled as to why Benedict had sought her out alone, but as soon as they met, the young master told her this story from the past.

“Mr. Benedict, no, Lord Benedict, we’re not that familiar, are we?”

“But I really can’t find anyone to explain this to,” Benedict said with a wry smile. “Telling Lenia is useless, and if I tell Elliott, I’m worried that he’ll find out that he’s already decided to sacrifice Lenia for the sake of the family’s survival.”

“After much thought, Mine, you are the bodyguard who accompanied Lenya as she left the manor and wandered the city. You are the person that Lenya and I trust the most. Besides, you saved me, so I wanted to ask for your opinion.”

Wow~, this is the first time I've ever seen someone ask for advice from their enemy~.

As she mentally read the text aloud, a few dark thoughts flashed through her mind. Maginus stroked her chin, seriously suspecting that Benedict in front of her was the last prince. Regardless of whether he was the one who died, he was definitely the last one.

The girl gently touched her temples in thought, then calmly asked:

"I've heard the story, but I have a few questions."

"The king drowned his last child. What exactly happened? Shouldn't the first child, the one you mentioned, Ronald Faston, have been killed?"

This was what Maginus cared about most. He thought that the child who would become a devil should be killed, whether the devil was an adjective or a noun. He should not be allowed to live.

On the contrary, the children who are his enemies should be kept and nurtured.

"This...V pull..."

Benedict recalled what he had said, but it had been a while and his words were becoming slurred. He hesitated and said, "Perhaps I misremembered; maybe I didn't hear a few words correctly?"

"No, since you are so deeply afraid of this, it means it's hard to forget, or at least there's no major problem."

Your first child will become a demon, and your last child will be his enemy. The throne of the Stone family will fall into the hands of another, and these two children will definitely die in their struggle against each other.

Isn't it that the last child isn't "at odds with him," but rather "at odds with you"?

Maginus didn't know what kind of person the King of Crystal Salt was, so changing the target of the last child from Ronald to the King himself made everything possible.

Would that king not care whether his child turned into a monster, but be more concerned about whether he would die because of his last child, and then choose to kill him?

“No, if that’s the case, Ronaldo shouldn’t be the first in line either,” Benedic corrected, adding to Maginus’s mistake.

“Could it be that the first and the last ones are mixed up?” Maginus realized the key point: “The last one turned into a demon, and the first one became his enemy.”

“That makes sense…no,” Benedic shook his head, recalling the scene of Ronaldo eating people, “so my main concern is wrong.”

Benedict asked his father this question because Ronaldo ate people, and that's when his father told him the prophecy.

If the last child who drowned turned into a demon, and Ronaldo is a good person, then there's absolutely no need to tell him this.

What if "devil" wasn't an adjective, but a noun? Count Ted wasn't mistaken; he deliberately switched it.

Magneto's gaze swept over Benedict, and because she suspected that Benedict Ted was the last child, she had reason to believe that Earl Ted would switch the information.

Tsk... There are many mysteries surrounding Benedict, making things even more complicated.

Why did Count Ted adopt him? Did Elliott intend to bring about the prophecy after learning the news? And who is destined to become the devil...?

Knowing too much isn't a good thing; it always makes you overthink. Maginos gently rubbed her temples, but inwardly she was very excited.

It doesn't matter, the more chaotic the better, it would be best if they all died in this battle!

"Don't worry, no matter what the truth is, I will take good care of Miss Lenya and protect her with my own life."

Maginus nodded to show her determination. Benedict opened his mouth but didn't say anything more, only asking her again.

He also desperately wanted to protect Lenya, but as an outsider, the young man had no right to do so.

After finishing her conversation with Benedict, Maginus went to the lumberyard to train for a while. When she returned to the manor, a waiter approached her and said, "Miss Mine, the master requests your presence."

It's because of Benedict contacting me.

Maginus was absolutely certain that this was the reason Elliot had sought her out. Nodding, she approached the study with the servant. Elliot, who was bent over writing something, waited until the maid left before asking:

"Did Benedict say anything to you?"

"The first child, the last child."

Maginus didn't finish speaking, also testing whether Elliot knew about the prophecy or the curse.

Hearing the girl say this, the count narrowed his eyes, a riddle-like smile appearing on his lips: "I understand, Miss Mine, you may leave."

After Maginus left, Elliott took out a mirror from his dimensional bag and tapped it rhythmically with his fingers. The tapping sound was immediately transmitted through the mirror to a mirror in the distant capital of the Crystal Salt Kingdom.

It's time to act; let them discover the intelligence. This is the contents of the secret report.

After putting the mirror away, Elliott couldn't help but chuckle. He picked up the bottle of red wine, opened it, poured himself a glass, leaned back in his comfortable chair, and swirled the wine in his glass, softly saying:

"Fate... am I doing things within or outside of fate?"

Taking a sip of his wine, the usually composed count suddenly sighed with deep emotion:

"A curse-like prophecy, a prophecy-like curse—this kind of thing can only be deceived, not broken. Otherwise, it will only get closer and closer to the prophecy itself, just like it is now."

Lamenting the Stone family's future demise and the Silvers family's future benefits, Elliott happily downed his glass of red wine.

Chapter 137 Disordered Memories

Five days later, in the capital of the Crystal Salt Kingdom.

The capital city doesn't have a name. If you had to name it, you could call it Crystal Salt City, just like the capital city of the Kingdom of Nesery, which also doesn't have a name and is usually simply called Nesery.

A refined, blond young man walked down the street in the aristocratic district. He appeared without the slightest arrogance, yet he possessed an inexplicable noble and gentle charm that captivated others, drawing them in irresistibly.

"Your Highness Ronald! Your Highness Ronald!"

Hearing a somewhat childish female voice, Ronald turned around and saw a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old handing him a basket of fruits, her face filled with anticipation and joy.

Ronald Faston thought for a moment, smiled, patted her hair, and said her name: "I remember you are Miss Miranda Villa of the Villa family?"

"Yes, Your Highness Ronaldo still remembers me!"

The girl smiled even more happily, and Ronald nodded, accepting the fruit basket like a friendly older brother: "Are these a thank-you gift for me?"

"I grew these myself, and I hope Your Highness Ronald will accept them."

"Okay, then I'll take it."

Ronald took the fruit basket, seemingly unconcerned about what might be inside that could harm him. After watching the young lady leave, he nodded slightly to the nobles who were watching the spectacle, and walked back to the royal palace of the Crystal Salt Kingdom.

Upon returning to the palace, he went to his father's study to pay his respects and knocked on the door of the King of Crystal Salt Kingdom's study.

"Come in."

A few aged voices sounded, and Ronald pushed open the door to see his father, Tantfaston, the current king of the Crystal Salt Kingdom.

He was an old man who looked rather aged, with a pale beard and gray hair. He exuded a strange, decaying aura, making him appear gloomy and indifferent.

Ronald bowed respectfully to Tant and then said, "Father, I..."

"Are you still investigating your dead brother?"

Tant said coldly. Ronald paused for a moment, then nodded, making no further excuses: "Yes, I suspect he's not dead at all, because I went to see the divination mages, and they said that guy's prophecy..."

"Enough! I don't want to hear this. Your last brother is completely dead. I watched him die with my own eyes!"