The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

In those few seconds of hesitation, the soaking wet girl reached the shore, gently tossing her heavy red hair as she looked toward the woods where the enemy was lying in ambush.

Bending down, Maginus spoke directly through the mist: "I don't know who invited you gentlemen, but I can give you a chance to explain, otherwise..."

The cold voice reached the ears of the ambushers, who immediately fired crossbow bolts toward the source of the sound, seemingly having no intention of speaking to the girl.

Seeing this, Maginus was too lazy to suppress her killing urge. She drew her protector from behind and rushed away close to the ground, while her left hand shaped a mind blade and threw it out, with a scarlet halo spreading out around her.

Killing Aura!

The enemies, who had originally intended to withdraw from the red mist and reconsider their strategy, stopped in their tracks. Some thoughts that had been lurking in their minds immediately stirred up their anger.

"Why did we have to come to the jungle to suffer like this...?" "Why can't the target just go and die already..."

Such thoughts popped into their minds one after another. They stopped in their tracks, their bloodshot eyes scanning the red mist, trying to find Maginus's location and then tear him to pieces.

Huff huff huff

Heavy breathing echoed through the fog. These enemies, unable to find their mission objective for a long time, looked at their comrades with increasing displeasure, gradually transferring their pent-up anger onto their teammates.

Should we let them kill each other?

Noticing that these people were about to fight each other, Maginus, who had thrown out his short sword and was running around quickly, raised his hand to touch his cheek, stopped and turned around to attack the enemy who was farther away from his companions.

Suddenly emerging from the fog, the archer, sensing impending doom, turned to draw his bow and shoot, but the girl gave him no chance. Her protector severed the longbow and the archer's arm with a single sword stroke, and a sinister grin appeared before him.

Pfft!

The reshaped blade of thought pierced the enemy's chest and then dissipated. Maginus leaped high into the air, stepping on the bodies of those who were still alive, and with both hands, she gripped the longsword above her head and brought it down with force.

Unaware that her warrior had been cleaved in two from head to hip, the worn and cheap armor serving no purpose whatsoever.

The feeling of life force flowing into her body was incredibly wonderful, and the red light in her eyes grew brighter, but unfortunately it was not clear in the fog, and some people were holding torches, making the dim light even harder to see.

She slaughtered the enemies in the red mist with madness. They knew that Maginus had attacked them, but they were helpless. No one could withstand even one of the girl's attacks. They could only make a few sounds before they died.

Even worse, even as their teammates died one by one, they had no intention of retreating. Blinded by rage, the enemies stopped counting and assumed she hadn't killed many people. They thought they would find her and rush up to kill Maginus together.

……

As the red mist dissipated, the last enemy finally saw the ground covered with mummified corpses, and the only two surviving girls standing among them. The killing aura was deactivated, and its effects gradually faded.

Overwhelmed by fear, the survivor stared at the corpses around him as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He opened his mouth to speak to the girl who was walking towards him, but his legs gave way and he collapsed to his knees.

"Next, I'll ask you a question."

Raising her longsword and pointing it at the enemy, Maginus spoke calmly. The terrified warrior nodded vigorously, indicating that he would tell her anything.

She quickly learned from the enemy that the person who had commissioned them to come to this side of the lake was not a ranger, but Bloomfield, who had organized the psionic conference.

It's possible that the ranger sold the information to Sir Field again, thus earning double the money, or perhaps Bloomfield used some form of coercion or inducement to get the information from the ranger.

In any case, none of this concerned Maginos. After confirming the enemy she was to kill, she slit the neck of the kneeling warrior with her sword and headed towards the capital.

Oh, so they also found out how long she spent inside the cave. It wasn't too long, only two or three hours, which is basically the same as the time spent in the mental space.

Apart from this group, the other groups were unaware of the lake's location and therefore did not appear in the vicinity.

Chapter 173 The Differences in Psychic Energy Fluctuations

It took about another day to return to the capital. Maginus's appearance immediately attracted the attention of some spies. The girl pretended to be unaware of this, obediently entered through the main gate, and then returned to the manor.

"Mine, you're back so soon! How was your trip?"

When Lenya, who was resting at home, saw the girl return, she waved to her happily. Maginus had naturally explained to Lenya the reason for his departure and received a satisfactory response.

Sitting down next to the young lady, she casually asked a question, then took out her dimensional bag, rummaged around, and placed some ancient gold coins and precious metals on the table:

"Has anything major happened while I was away?"

"No, the cultists have stopped their activities, or rather, they haven't appeared in the open at all? The zombies and the like have basically all been eliminated."

Lenia recounted the information Catherine had given her: "The serpent that killed Count Royatid has not yet been captured, and the Salt Crystal Guardian Catheral seems to have been temporarily imprisoned."

After a pause, the young lady poked her chin with her fingertip, and then remembered another piece of information. A look of lingering fear appeared on her face: "By the way! The noble assassins, suspected to be created by cultists, are still causing murders. Several more nobles have died."

Maginus, who had just picked up the teacup, paused slightly and uttered a strange interjection: "Ha."

"By the way, you said before that Benedict would come back to inherit the title, so should we go and comfort him later?"

“Miss, this is something you need to consider,” Maginus glanced at Lenia. “My suggestion is that you can go, but you should also ask Captain Jess and Miss Catherine.”

The girl gestured with her chin towards Catherine behind Lenia. The maid watching the scene, realizing the question had been passed to her, looked thoughtful, then solemnly raised her finger:

“My advice is that you don’t go, Miss. You are now engaged. What if some people gossip about you? Besides, Sir Benedict is theoretically not allowed to get too close to the Silvers family. Your presence might cause him some trouble.”

"Too……"

Catherine's words made a lot of sense, so Lenia got up and went to find Jess, who was reading a book inside, to ask for his opinion.

Hearing the question, the captain of the guard, who was holding a book with a cover that read "Army Training Manual," tapped the table as if to think: "You can go if you want. What Catherine said is nothing serious."

Issues like public opinion and suspicions of collusion between the two families are the easiest to resolve. Just send a large number of people over there. Once there, people may not necessarily think that Lenia is doing this to comfort Benedict, since she could also be there to gather intelligence.

Maginot, standing at the door, chimed in: "The decision is yours. You will become queen someday, so you must learn to make your own decisions."

“…Then let’s go.” Lenya frowned, but in the end, her kindness and gentleness prevailed, and she decided to meet with Benedict and comfort him.

Let's stop the killings for now; the outside world will probably be under strict surveillance these days.

After meeting with Lenia, Maginus returned to her bedroom, lay on her bed, and made a decision to restrain her bloodlust.

Whether it's the person in the Death Note or Broomfield, who wants to kill her, she plans to put them aside for now and lay low for a while.

During this time, she will train in various skills. She has two "grandpa-like" figures by her side, so even if the Githyanki don't offer help, the Mind Flayer certainly will.

The girl felt that it might, or rather, it absolutely was interested in her, the offspring of an evil god.

Taking the greatsword from her dimensional bag, a powerful force field filled the room. Maginus tore open her wound in this powerful psychic field, allowing life force to flow out of the wound, and controlled her life force with her scarce psychic energy.

Invisible life forms appeared all around as mist. The girl felt the fluctuations as she manipulated her life force to form the mist. Amplified by the silver sword's force field, the psionic fluctuations became obvious. To Maginus, the state was like ripples on water.

If we make these ripples more intense... perhaps we should first try to "make the mist turn into liquid" and use that to make further observations of the psionic fluctuations?

Turn into liquid, turn into liquid, turn into liquid...

Maginus commanded and affirmed in her heart that life force could condense and transform, and the psychic energy ripples emanating from the girl herself became increasingly dense in her own perception.

This density comes from the forced increase in the output of soul energy, similar to a ball of cotton being squeezed under pressure.

Having stopped releasing her psionic energy, Maginus opened her eyes and gazed at the droplet of blood-like, crystal-clear liquid that had condensed in her hand, sensing the immense life force within it.

It is not permanent; the girl needs to use her psychic energy to lock in her life force, otherwise it might dissipate even faster than the water of pain.

Relinquishing control over the liquid life force, it instantly dissipated and diffused into the air, seeping into the skin through the guidance of psychic energy and returning to the girl's body.

Clenching her hands, she recalled the composition of the previous psionic fluctuations, entered a self-hypnotic state in a familiar posture, and repeatedly recalled the previous fluctuations, occasionally forcibly creating a drop of liquid life force.

It was as if she wanted to etch the fluctuations into her blood, brain, and even soul to prevent herself from forgetting them.

The silver greatsword beside him amplified the psionic energy fluctuations. The two combatants seemed to sense this energy. The mind flayer, still paying attention to Maginus, narrowed his eyes.

Miss Human, you seem to be no ordinary descendant, possessing some divine blood.

The mind flayer's psychic energy entered the girl's mind, but she chose to ignore the words and focus on her own things, planning to ask other questions later.

……

About three hours later, Maginus, who was covered in sweat, staggered to his feet, stretched, and tapped the hilt of his sword: "Mr. Mind Flayer, have you seen many creatures with divine blood?"

Not many, I've probably seen around a few dozen.

Listening to the Mind Flayer's somewhat proud words, the girl was thinking about other things.

From the beginning until now, neither side has revealed their names. Names are just code names, and revealing names might be used for casting spells. All three of them remain vigilant.

Maginus also confirmed through this incident that the voices outside could not be heard by the two people inside the Silver Sword, and that Lenia had already called her name.

“Then I want to ask you something,” the girl who collected the gods asked the crucial question, “Have you ever seen an evil god who makes his offspring kill each other?”

Chapter 174 Two Unlucky Gods

After explaining his current situation to the dangerous old man who accompanied him, the voice within the greatsword remained silent for a moment, then the Mind Flayer's serious voice quickly followed:

Your situation is not good, Miss Human. I have heard of similar situations in other worlds. This ritual is to resurrect dead gods.

When you descendants fight until only one person remains, if there are no other gods or you yourselves have not ascended to godhood, the remaining person will become the cornerstone for the resurrection of the gods.

The Mind Flayer tells Maginus a story about another prime material universe.

In that universe, a god known as the God of Murder died for some reason, and his offspring fought among themselves until a victor emerged.

The victor originally had the potential to become a god, but due to the subconscious influence of the power of the god of murder, the victor did not choose to become a god, but instead gave up the divine position to live a peaceful life.

As a result, the offspring exploded and died shortly afterward. From his body, the God of Murder rose again. Oh, and the God of Fear also seems to have been resurrected through his offspring.

After telling the story of the Mind Flayer, Maginus's expression became strange, and the life force that was wrapped around her hand and trying to gather changed.

Sensing the change in psionic energy fluctuations, the mind flayer asked the girl what was wrong. Maginus replied:

"In fact, the blood of the evil god in my body is related to killing. At the same time, a blood relative and a fearful offspring in this city have reached a cooperation agreement. It seems that both gods are working on resurrection."

Upon hearing this, the Mind Flayer fell silent, a rare occurrence. The two universes were remarkably similar: murder and slaughter, fear and terror...

Concealing the fact that she possessed the blood of two gods, the girl continued, "So I'm wondering if our God of Slaughter and God of Fear are related to the God of Murder and God of Fear over there."

"Wait a minute... Although I've only been in this universe for a short time, the spellcasters on your planet seem to have concluded that almost all the gods originated from another prime material universe?"

The Mind Flayer was about to say that this was impossible when he suddenly remembered that gods could appear in other universes, and he became somewhat uncertain.

Another thought is that if they are indeed the same gods, then these two gods are incredibly unlucky, having both died in this universe.

"It's just speculation. Besides, I'm just a low-level professional. Thinking about these things is too far off."

No longer discussing the two gods, and knowing that the Ks wanted to restore their power through their offspring, Maginus still didn't feel much urgency; at most, it was just a matter of putting an end to a worry that had been troubling her.

With all his offspring dead, who knows how long it will be before he dies, or perhaps he will die on his own path of revenge.

With the silver sword of Gith beside her, Maginos closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her mental dream.

Watching the blood-red skeleton charging towards her, the girl took a deep breath, gripped her mind blade, and began to slowly pull it away.

The days of practice passed faster than the days of going out to parties with Lenia every day; before they knew it, five days had gone by.

Maginus was becoming increasingly adept at manipulating life force, and was almost at the point of mastering the art of liquefying life force. Just today, a message reached her ears, prompting her to temporarily halt her training.

Benedict Ted returned to the capital last night and is currently handling family matters at Ted Estate.

When would be a good time for us to meet?

At the dinner table, Lenya asked her advisors, and this time Jess, Maginus, and Catherine gave an unusually consistent answer: tell the young lady to go immediately. They figured there would be quite a few people who wanted to meet Ted, and their arrival wouldn't attract much attention.

Without hesitation, Lenia sent someone ahead of time to deliver the message. Soon after sitting down, she received a reply from Benedict, who welcomed the girl and her companions to visit him.

Arriving at Ted Manor by carriage, the atmosphere wasn't great; even the sky seemed to be affected, appearing rather gloomy.

Having already sent someone to inform them in advance, Lenia carefully entered the sorrowful manor. The servants and even some members of the Ted family all had sorrowful faces. After a while, Lenia and Maginus were led to the study.

When the servant knocked on the door, a melancholy and weary voice came from inside: "What is it?"

"Young Master Benedict, Miss Lenya Silvers has arrived."

"Please come in quickly."

Benedict's voice immediately rose, and as the door opened, what came into Lenia's view was a boy who had lost his vigor and arrogance, leaving only dejection and gloom.

Upon seeing Lenya, the boy felt as if he had seen the sun, and couldn't help but stand up to greet her: "Lenya, it's been a long time."

"Yeah, long time no see, Benedict."

The young lady lifted her skirt to curtsy, then immediately showed a concerned expression, but didn't know what to say:

“Bennedy, are you... are you alright? I saw the Earl shortly before he died, and I feel very sorry for your father’s death.”

"Don't worry, I'm doing okay. After all, I have a whole family to take care of, so I have to be strong. Thank you for your concern."

Hearing the greetings, which carried no ulterior motives and conveyed genuine concern, Benedict's cold heart warmed. He opened his palm slightly, longing to hug Lenya.

Before he could ask, the servant knocked on the door again. The news he brought made him clench his fists, his bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent and rage. The sudden aura he exuded startled Lenya:

"Young Master, Prince Ronald has come to offer his condolences on behalf of His Majesty the King."

Haha, it seems all the important people are here.

Maginus, who had been watching the scene unfold, coughed a few times to bring Benedict back to his senses. The young man nodded to the girl, suppressed his murderous aura, and said calmly and collectedly, "Please invite His Highness in."

As the door opened, Ronald, bathed in sunlight, walked in. He paused slightly when he saw Lenia, then said gently, "Lenia, you're here too."

“Yes, Your Highness, I am here on behalf of my father to offer my condolences to Sir Benedict.”