The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

The King of Crystal Salt rose from his chair, his nearly two-and-a-half-meter height making him appear exceptionally tall, completely obscuring Ronald. His eyes shone with anger and sorrow.

"Stop investigating. I don't want to hear any more prophecies. Even if he's not dead, your brother who miraculously came back to life has no chance of having the strength to fight you!"

Hearing his father's roar, Ronald sighed slightly, feeling that his father was still not over his mother's death a few years ago, which was why he seemed so nostalgic and even somewhat cowardly.

The young prince bowed slowly and then said, "I understand. I won't bring up these things again. By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

After finishing their business, Ronald frowned and looked at Tante, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

The king, who had been furious, suddenly softened his tone and coughed a few times, trying to regain his dignity as king and father: "I am a high-ranking warrior, I will not eat a single meal."

"You used to be a high-ranking warrior, but now, you're so old that you can't maintain your peak for much longer."

Ronald shook his head and called a waiter to bring out thick porridge and nutritious dishes and place them in front of the old man. Then he ignored him and turned back to his study in the palace.

Just as he sat down and put down the fruit basket, a spy who obeyed him emerged from the shadows and brought Ronald new information that he had always wanted to know.

"Your Highness, we may have found your younger brother."

His hand, which had picked up the apple, froze in mid-air. He wiped the surface of the apple, took a bite, and after tasting it, frowned slightly before letting go.

"Stand up and speak, don't be so reserved."

The spy looked at Ronald with trust and awe, and stood up to report the clues and evidence they had found: "After multiple confirmations, it has been found that your mother, Queen Corona, and Count Royatid are in frequent contact."

"You have already reported this matter. Mother and the Earl are siblings."

"Yes, and after a thorough investigation, we discovered that the Queen secretly left the palace to visit Count Royatid the day after drowning your brother, the prophesied son of the devil."

After finishing the apple and throwing the core into the trash can, Ronaldo's eyes were filled with sighs and sadness. He gestured for the spy to continue, and as he expected, the news that he had a premonition about came out of the spy's mouth.

"Having confirmed this, we continued our investigation and discovered that Benedict's birth was only a few months apart from the birth of the Devil's Child. The Countess's dismissed nanny also said that the Countess had never experienced symptoms such as morning sickness, therefore..."

"So, is Benedict Ted very likely my brother?"

Just as I expected.

Ronald, lost in thought, waved for the spies to leave, turned his chair to look out at the bright city, sighed deeply, his eyes filled with resolve and sorrow.

He was ready to strike back and kill his younger brother, whom he had only met a few times.

Ronald was born before Tanté ascended the throne.

The last child already existed when the curse was uttered. Because the queen was in a dangerous period of pregnancy, she could not have an abortion and had to give birth to the child first before drowning it.

If you really want to calculate it, there's a four-year age difference between them, and like Benedict, he had indeed been suspicious of him for a long time.

Recalling Benedict's face, Ronaldo shuddered, his eyes filled with fear and anger, and he subconsciously recalled himself when he was eleven years old.

The first meeting left a deep scar on him; at the time, Benedict was repeatedly beating a palace servant, killing him with a few punches.

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

At the time, Prince Ronald was only eleven years old. In a panic, he instinctively held his breath and fled the place, hiding in his bedroom, no longer daring to run around the palace.

Only when the servants told him that Benedic had left did Ronaldo dare to get out of bed, rush into the arms of his mother, who was the best to him, and tearfully tell her what had happened.

At that time, his mother looked rather unwell. She then comforted him and put him to sleep. When Ronald woke up, she told him that he had just had a nightmare and that he only had such a vivid dream because he hated Benedic.

Ronaldo was confused by his mother's gentle yet enigmatic words, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality. As he grew older and learned of the prophecy, his dreams about Benedict became clearer, and he began to reinvestigate his deceased brother.

As he expected, Benedict Ted was indeed his own devilish younger brother!

Ronald stood up and looked out the window, having already decided that he could not allow such a dangerous monster, which could endanger the country and its people at any time, to continue to exist.

Chapter 138 Daydreaming

There is still a month and a half left before heading to the capital with Lenya.

As usual, Lenia continued to study the tedious etiquette, and had no time to attend the banquets and afternoon teas of her other sisters and best friends. She could only stay at home, and apart from eating and sleeping, she had about three hours of free time each day.

Benedict's attempt to take control of the Gold and Silver City encountered some obstacles. Upon hearing about the profits and land to be handed over, the nobles immediately became like misers, completely unwilling to part with them.

Driven by public interest and a desire to gain control of Gold and Silver City as quickly as possible, and also by personal motives—to ascertain the true nature of Lenia's father—Bennedy secretly approached Elliott, hoping for his assistance.

After a period of negotiations, the relationship between the two sides began to grow closer. Magnolias saw Benedict secretly entering and leaving Silvers Estate on several occasions, and she found Benedict's choice somewhat ridiculous.

Oh no, we can't laugh at him either. If Benedict is laughable, isn't her family even more pathetic and laughable? They raised her for so long and didn't even realize she was a spy from another country.

It can only be said that when someone is intentionally calculating but not intentionally, this is indeed the case.

Watching Benedict walk step by step into the trap, Maginus used his spare time to gather intelligence and confirmed that Gold and Silver City was under pressure from the capital, and therefore did not participate in the attack on Nesery.

Therefore, she was quite pleased that her friend had willingly walked into the trap, especially when she thought about the impending calamity that would befall the royal family of Crystal Salt Kingdom!

What she's been doing these days is actually quite boring. She has no energy and nowhere to go for fun. Every day is just training.

The skill of using momentum to slash and leap across rooftops is almost complete, but it still needs to be verified in actual combat. After all, this is not a game where you can count your success just by hitting wooden stakes.

Aside from that, there's no clue how to transform life force from mist into liquid yet. If there's enough life force, the girl could try to forcefully condense it to get a feel for it.

The rest of the time, I would wait for Lenya to rest, talk to her, and ease the irritability, tension, and depression that came from long-term etiquette training.

Benedict would sometimes visit Lenia under the guise of a friend, always secretly. The three of them would usually gather in Maginus's room to discuss things like recent events or their own futures.

Just like it is now.

Laenia showed no awareness of being a young lady or future princess. Lying on Maginus's bed, she crossed her bare legs, which were off her shoes. Her white stockings shimmered in the sunlight, and her legs swayed back and forth, attracting Benedict's attention.

Maginus continued toying with her life force in her hands, and casually asked Benedict, "Speaking of which, is there anything else we need to be aware of when we go to the capital?"

Upon hearing the girl's question, the young man pondered for a moment, then, for Lenia's safety, he reluctantly spoke:

"Ronal... His Highness has many admirers, and Lenia will likely face both overt and covert targeting. I've written down a list of people you need to be wary of, to prevent you from being deceived by their friendly appearances."

"Thank you, Benedict~".

Lenia waved, and Maginus glanced at the sun outside and said to her, "You should go find your etiquette teacher."

"Tsk, can't you let me stay a little longer?"

The young lady got up slowly and walked out of the room, looking utterly dejected. With the most important person gone, Benedict saw no need to stay any longer. He also got up shortly after Lenya left.

Before stepping out of the room, the young man hesitated for a moment, then turned to Maginus and said, "Mine, come for a walk with me."

"Your command, Your Excellency."

Closing the book in his hand, the girl and he quietly left the mansion, putting on hoods to prevent others from recognizing them. Benedict was even simpler; with a light touch of the ring on his finger, he instantly transformed into another person.

As the two walked along the bustling street, Maginus asked him quite readily, "Did you call me out because you were afraid the Count had placed a listening spell in my room?"

“That’s one reason,” Benedict nodded, still struggling with whether or not to tell him the news, “From your perspective, what kind of person is the Earl?”

"Don't ask me what perspective I'm looking at it from. I'm just an employee. How do you think I would view the person who pays my salary? Actually, when you asked me that question, you already had a decision in your heart, right? You just wanted to find someone to share the responsibility."

Maginus said, and before Benedict could retort, she directly expressed her feelings about Count Elliott: "In my opinion, Count Elliott may have many schemes, but he does love Miss Lenia."

"Yeah……"

Benedict breathed a sigh of relief. With Maginus's words, he made up his mind to tell the Count what he knew, hoping that he would prevent Lenia from marrying that devil Ronald.

Seeing that he breathed a sigh of relief, the girl asked again, "But to be honest, the fact that the King of Crystal Salt sent you here already means they're going to take action against the Sylvis family, right? What are you going to do when the orders come down?"

"If you were asked to kill Lenia and Elliott, would you do it?"

"...I will do everything I can to protect Lenya."

"And then make her your lover? Or your toy?"

Maginus's voice was calm, yet it revealed an unspeakable reality: the Sylvis family had fallen, and Lenia was no better off.

So, in Benedict's imagination, would Elliott choose to sacrifice his daughter to fulfill the marriage agreement and buy time, or would he sacrifice his family in exchange for his daughter being able to live a humiliating life?

The series of questions silenced Benedict, a bitter expression flashing across his face. Maginus, seeing his expression, was secretly pleased.

When he finds out that Elliott chose to rebel and even used him, Benedict's expression will probably make him even happier.

The girl approached the silent Benedict’s mansion, and before she could say goodbye to the young man, a thick white fog suddenly spread out.

Sensing the fluctuations in magic, she suddenly looked up and around. The white mist had arrived extremely suddenly and was still thin, but it was becoming thicker and denser at a visible speed.

"Sir, you should be more alert! Someone has come to assassinate you again, and this is happening in broad daylight!"

Maginus's shout made the silent Benedict immediately see the situation around him, and at the same time, the unsuspecting crowd also noticed the strangeness of the white fog, which frightened them so much that they hurriedly ran away.

Chapter 139 Who is trying to assassinate me again?

"Run out."

The two looked at each other and ran outside together. At the same time, Benedict took a deep breath with his powerful lungs, and his booming voice almost ruptured Maginus's eardrums:

"The Coal Mine Corps!!!"

Just kidding. He might have run away in other places, but his mansion is right next to this street. How could he not have guards?

The legion named Coal was the one he led to victory. Although most of them were outside the city, some members were still stationed at his mansion.

The young man's loud shouts were heard by the assassins sent by Ronald in the mist. Knowing that this was not a safe place to stay, they did not flee but instead moved closer to Ronald.

Opportunities for a sneak attack are rare and hard to come by. Having experienced an attack before, Benedict is now very cautious. The reason these people were able to recognize him was because they constantly identified him using a large number of Insightful Mantra Scrolls.

This is the only chance. To repay His Highness Ronald's kindness, we must kill the devil's son Benedict here!

The white fog obscured everyone's vision. The assassins mingled among the crowd, using their experience to approach Benedict, whom they could see in the thick fog, as he was currently shoving people to make room for them.

They thought they were hiding well and that their identities hadn't been discovered, but in reality...

As an assassin approached the seemingly unprepared Benedict from behind, he suddenly pulled a military knife from his dimensional bag, slicing through the mist, the blade instantly slicing across the assassin's chest!

"How can it be……"

These were the assassin's last words; he could never have imagined how he had been discovered.

……

After Benedict roared, Maginus didn't stop. Following behind Benedict, she released a mist of life force to search for those with strong life force who were specifically approaching the youth.

One by one, the men were marked. The girl looked back, but couldn't see anything in the thick fog. So she lowered her voice and said to Benedict, "There's someone approaching you from behind, Sir Benedict. I said I'd draw my sword, so you drew yours."

"it is good."

The young man chose to believe the girl who had once saved his life. Maginus closed his eyes to clear his vision of distractions and locked onto the figure that was constantly approaching from behind and would definitely be the first to get close.

He silently counted down based on his forward speed: five, four, three, two, one.

"Right now, directly behind you."

The girl opened her eyes and whispered. Benedict swung his sword backhand, instantly killing a wide-eyed civilian. The civilian stared at Benedict in disbelief and said:

"How can it be……"

As she watched him fall to the ground, the stench of blood spreading around her, Maginos stepped forward, stomping directly on the corpse. Her life force flowed into him, and the body instantly turned to ashes, leaving no trace of scent.

The other assassins, unaware of their companion's death, were still groping their way towards the two in the mist.

Having confirmed this through life perception, Maginus felt slightly relieved; at least none of these guys possessed talents or spells like mist vision.

She raised her hand and conjured a psychic blade, then threw it in the nearest direction. The blade pierced through the air and pierced the enemy's throat, leaving him no chance to speak before he could only clutch his neck and fall to the ground.

Killing two people was not enough to alleviate the danger. Only a little over ten seconds had passed, and there were still more than ten people approaching. Their main target was Benedict, and their secondary target was Maginus.

The girl could already feel the malicious gazes of those guys.

"Sir, I am about to activate my ability, which will instill a sense of fear in people. I will tell you in advance, so remember to withstand this fear and don't be intimidated."

"it is good."

Benedict, whose eyes were completely white, could hear the sound of his front door opening. His guards had arrived and were probably trying to dispel the fog. The only person he could trust now was Maginus.

More than a dozen assassins approached from the white mist, and the situation was extremely critical. Warriors who had not reached the intermediate level were ultimately just mortals, and their bodies had not yet undergone a qualitative change.

If the assassin's attacks, imbued with deadly poison, hit multiple times, and if Benedict didn't receive timely treatment from the priest, even if he survived now, he might not be able to hold on until the priest arrived.

Maginus is the same; she hasn't yet learned to control the excretion of toxins from her body and can only resist them with her life force. If she's not careful, she might also develop a phantom.

These assassins might have been sent by Elliott, and Maginus, not wanting her plan to fail, naturally wanted to do everything in her power to save Benedict's life.

The assassins in the white mist immediately drew their weapons upon seeing Benedict's blurry figure: knives and daggers for close combat, and crossbows and hidden darts for ranged attacks, all coated with deadly poison.

We can't let Liu Qi give up now.

Seeing that several assassins seemed to be raising their arms in his life sense, Maginus immediately said to Benedict, who was on high alert, "Be careful."

A terrifying aura!

An aura of fear instantly spread, and the nearby people immediately felt as if they had fallen into an abyss. Many were so frightened that they even stuffed something into their pockets.

As for the assassins' results, they were quite substantial. The white mist also affected them; in order to see Benedict's location, the assassins got too close and were all enveloped in the aura of fear.