The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Let's return to your two earlier questions. Based on my knowledge and what you've told me, the two fearful offspring, the ram sister and the wine-drenched quail, fought each other, and the loser will submit to the victor...

When the outcome is already decided, the most important divinity will automatically fall into the hands of the victor. The victor can share power with the loser, but the loser cannot use the power to retaliate against the victor.

Once the conflict ends and everything is decided, the status may be irreversible.

The mind flayer explained the answer to Maginos's question in a manner that sounded like a teacher, but the girl remained unmoved, showing absolutely no emotion.

As for the other question, whether the divinity of a divine being who dies at the hands of mortals will drift into the air or go to the nearest blood relative, the Mind Flayer can only make uncertain guesses.

It probably dissipates in the air, waiting for the appearance of the last person, and then reassembles on that person's body. Divinity, if not preserved by its owner through special means, is just as ethereal as fate or faith.

The main reason for this judgment is that I believe the God of Fear would not want the forces under the command of other gods to annihilate his bloodline.

Only the last one standing wins, and the god of fear will definitely try every means to make himself the last one standing.

After listening to the Mind Flayer's analysis, Maginus felt that it made a lot of sense.

She was just about to ask whether the divine will generated within the combined power of the two blood relatives would become stronger when she suddenly severed the original psionic connection and did not send the message.

He had not mentioned to the Mind Flayer that he possessed two bloodline powers. He could not explain this to him because a normal divine child would probably not be able to feel the binding force brought by the bloodline.

She is somewhat abnormal because of the conflict between two bloodlines, or rather, between her divine nature.

With her eyes closed, Maginos pondered what she should do next.

She would eventually have to absorb the power of at least one of her fear-related relatives, because within her lay a killing will that needed to be eradicated through fear.

In the current situation, regardless of who kills the cultist, if the evil god's will within Maku's bloodline does not strengthen, she cannot absorb the killing bloodline of the elf Erra.

If the will within Marcus grows stronger, Maginus will then kill the elf Erra in order to seize the power of slaughter.

There can be no pause in this process; the girl cannot fall into a deep sleep. If one side's will crushes the other, she will surely be completely eliminated.

Ultimately, it was because she was too weak. If she could clear the evil god's thoughts on her own, she wouldn't need to worry about all this.

"Mr. Mind Flayer, is there any way to quickly enhance one's soul strength?"

It's difficult. The soul needs to grow on its own. Even we mind flayers can't escape this law. But you have the blood of killing, so maybe you can make your soul stronger by killing others.

The Mind Flayer's unintentional remark sparked a flash of inspiration in Maginos; she possessed a special ability called Soul Feast.

She had thought before that through the Soul Feast, she could obtain a temporary increase in the strength of her soul energy, well, an increase in the "quantity".

The fact that she could wear down even a tiny bit of the skull representing slaughter shows that as long as her soul is strong enough, she can deal with that thing in her spiritual dreams.

However, the same question remains: where do we find so many souls to devour?

I can't kill too many by myself; the only hope lies in the impending chaos.

While doing handstand push-ups with one hand, Maginus controlled her life force to prevent blood from flooding her brain and to keep the blood flowing in its normal direction, all the while she was thinking.

Not long after, Catherine knocked on the door and said, "Miss Mine, the latest news has arrived. The cultist still hasn't been caught, and it seems he has a spatial artifact that can help him escape danger."

From the maid, Maginus learned that Ronald had only suffered minor injuries and had saved many people, making him an important figure in the fight against the monster.

He also saved Alice Toran, who was also at the opera house—the same girl who had given Lenia a hard time.

For some reason, Benedict was also there, and his personal guards were of great help, earning him some favor among the nobles.

Benedict was also one of the most active in the hunt for cult members, and he seemed to suspect that his father's death was related to them.

"How is the situation?" Benedict asked his subordinate without looking up from his chair.

About a day had passed since the cultists caused a ruckus at the opera house. The cult bishop who had come out to cause trouble was located in his temporary residence by the prophetic sorcerer.

The prophetic mage was on Benedict's side, so he naturally sent people ahead to ransack the cult bishop's temporary residence. The leader of the ransacking team is currently reporting back.

"Sir, we've stored everything in the warehouse, but..."

The captain frowned, seemingly unsure whether he should say what he was about to say. Benedict glanced back at him, tapped the table, and said, "There's nothing you can't say. Go ahead."

"Yes, I found something very special in that cultist's notebook, something he didn't show to anyone else."

The soldier sighed and finally told the story. He then placed a black notebook on the desk. Benedict looked interested, picked up the notebook, and opened it. The contents of the notebook made his pupils shrink involuntarily.

Chapter 183 Approaching, Rejecting

The second month since arriving in the capital.

This month passed amidst rising chaos and conflict, with cultists, noble assassins, and prophetic events gradually affecting every corner of the capital.

After the Archbishop of Fear caused a huge uproar at the theater, Maginus went into hiding once again to avoid the limelight. However, the "Noble Killer" committed more and more crimes, and his victims gradually spread to other people.

Most of them were wealthy merchants or nobles, while a small number were soldiers or civilians. After a series of investigations, it was said that many of the people killed by the "noble killer" were not actually killed by the original killer, but were mostly imitations of other killers.

Only Maginos knew the truth, but she didn't want to come out and prove herself. Instead, she happily hid in the shadows, watching the city gradually fall into the same destruction as her hometown.

……

"Mine, don't you need to train today?"

"...Give yourself a break, otherwise it's easy to lose control if you're too stressed."

On a leisurely afternoon, Maginus and Lenia sat in chairs chatting. Having finally finished visiting the nobles they needed to visit, Lenia was once again left with nothing to do.

She either stayed at home to greet ladies as guests or went to banquets, and her daily life gradually became the same as it was in Jin Yincheng.

The only difference is that I'll need to spend some time with His Highness Ronald, who comes to visit, and go out with him to cultivate our relationship.

However, Lenya has not been particularly attracted to the prince, and the prince seems to feel the same way about her. The two have maintained proper etiquette and have not done anything out of line.

Lenia often thought that if they really got married, she probably wouldn't mind at all if Prince Ronald went out to find mistresses.

A political marriage...

The young lady had no complaints about this, after all, Ronald treated her well and was handsome, not someone she couldn't handle.

She took a sip of red tea, sighed unconsciously, and then turned her gaze to Maginos beside her. The indifferent and silent guard seemed to have become even colder these days, often closing his eyes and speaking less and less.

Every day, besides exercising, she follows me around, making my presence increasingly scarce. It feels like she might leave if I'm not paying attention.

Looking at the girl sitting upright in the chair like a figure in a painting, Lenia suddenly had a whim, got up and walked to her side, ignoring her questioning gaze, plopped down in her lap and lay down.

"...My dear Miss Lenya, what are you doing?"

"Don't ask, the answer is that I want to do this. I've been too tense every day, I need to relax!"

Looking back at the girl who was shorter than her, Lenia bent her arms behind her and hugged the girl's neck, feeling the warmth coming from her neck.

Having not hunted for a long time, Maginus opened his somewhat tired eyes, his gaze fixed on Lenya's neck, heart, and limbs. He suppressed his bloodlust and did not want to move, his complex thoughts being completely obscured by the desire to kill.

She knew she needed to replenish her soul energy, otherwise her bloodlust would break through the self-imposed barriers and further breach the bottom line she had set.

Catherine, who was standing to the side, seemed to have noticed something, but hesitated for a moment without saying anything.

In her opinion, it was already the best outcome that Miss Lenia only regarded Ronald and Benedict as ordinary friends and good friends.

If the prophecy comes true, even if Lenia learns what her father did, she will only feel sad and grief-stricken, and will not have too many extreme emotions.

Lenya longed to get close to Maginus, but the girl had no intention of getting close to her at all, and casually brushed her off. The purple-haired young lady found it very amusing, thinking it was similar to teasing a cold cat.

Imagine someone holding a cat toy and waving it around. The red kitten just glances at the person waving the toy, then wags its tail and moves away, ignoring the guy who's trying to amuse it.

“Hey, Mine,” Lenia stopped what she was doing, looking a little sad, “Will you still be by my side after I get married? Like Catherine?”

Whether they can get married is still uncertain. After all, judging from the current trend, at the earliest this winter, or at the latest next summer, your fiancé and your best friend will be fighting.

"No, I have my own things to do, and I don't have any breathing room until they are finished."

Maginus responded with her eyes closed, naturally keeping her slightly malicious thoughts, born of her bloodlust, to herself.

"...That's it."

Lenia seemed somewhat disappointed. She lay on the girl's body for a short while before getting up and sitting back down to sunbathe.

After a while, Maginus opened her eyes and looked down the corridor. Jess nodded to her, and she immediately got up and walked toward the captain of the guard, ready to exchange firsthand information with him.

Lenia, who was pretending to sunbathe and sleep, suddenly opened her eyes, pouted, looked at the two who had left, and asked Catherine beside her, "Catherine, why do you think those two are always together?"

"It seems the Earl has given them an extra task; if they complete it, both of them will be promoted."

"I see. Protecting me is clearly the most important task!"

Despite muttering complaints under her breath, the girl showed no intention of going over to investigate. Instead, she relaxed after confirming something with Catherine's words.

"What moves have Benedict and Ronaldo made?"

Jess sat in his chair, while Maginus leaned against the wall, her eyes still half-closed, looking as if she hadn't woken up yet.

After taking a sip of water, the guard captain, who was always nowhere to be seen, told her about their current situation.

Benedict has been dealing with family affairs recently, often leaving the capital to return to the Ted family's territory to deploy troops. There has been no indication of him secretly sending small groups of troops over.

However, there are indications that he seems to be quietly sending some "unimportant" family members to the territory, and it is unclear whether they are actually valued or not.

Ronald is in a bit of a predicament. The intelligence network that Elliott established in the city can only know where the prince appears in public, but it has never been able to spy on his actions in secret.

The only thing we know for sure is that he is also reorganizing the army in the capital to prevent "certain people" from launching a sudden attack on the capital.

Yes, Maginus could tell from listening that the situation in the Crystal Salt Kingdom was much better than it had been in his own home.

However, they only need to target spies within their own country, while Nesery needs to guard against a large number of spies from other countries, making the difficulties in comparison incomparable.

Chapter 184 The Tremendous Changes in Benedict

"Has His Majesty the King not taken any action?"

Jess shook his head: "He has completely relinquished power to Ronald. Currently, Ronald is not just a prince, he is exercising the power of a king, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid Tantfaston's days are numbered, isn't that right? But since Ronald holds so much power, why doesn't he just kill Benedict?"

Maginus looked puzzled, while Jess gave her a strange look before saying, "Of course, it's for political reasons. If we kill Benedict directly, what will the other nobles think of him?"

"Is that so? So it's because your strength is not enough."

After listening to the captain of the guard, the girl nodded, while Jess was somewhat taken aback: "Hey, Mine, no, why did you get the idea from my words that Ronald wasn't strong enough?"

"If he is a legend, will those nobles have any objections?"

"..."

After thinking about that scene, Jess didn't respond. Although he had never met a real legend, he could learn about their splendor from numerous history books.

After coughing a few times and finishing his report, the captain of the guard asked Maginus, "What about the gossip from the streets and the shadows?"

The fact that the girl hasn't killed anyone recently doesn't mean she hasn't been out at night. Sometimes she even gets caught by the guards. But she doesn't run away. She reveals her identity, and the guards release her after a short while.

In the capital of Crystal Salt Kingdom, Lenya had never made enemies with anyone except Alice Torran and her followers, so those important figures naturally wouldn't capture the girl just because of "Silvis".

Elliott has been operating in the shadows, concealing his true intentions. No one knows that he instigated the conflict, and therefore the local nobles still do not feel the need to target him.

Maginot, with a cold expression, gave a mocking laugh. With her eyes closed, she even raised a hand to tug at the corner of her mouth, as if to express her scorn.

"Ha, first of all, the noble assassins are still active, and they've not only killed nobles, but people from all levels have been encountered, and each person describes the situation differently."

Jess didn't care about that, but Maginus's next words piqued his interest:

"According to some night owls, they are certain that the noble assassin is Benedict Ted, but few people believe it."

Upon hearing Benedict's name, Jess looked up sharply, his eyes showing a mixture of seriousness and surprise: "Really?"

Maginos nodded and began to recount several stories he had received from a few night owls in the tavern.

The first story features a thief, whose identity was later investigated by Maginus. He was a highly skilled thief, quite well-known in the underground of the capital.

Five days after the theater was destroyed, he was certain that the capital had quieted down again, so he quietly left his hideout, intending to steal some trinkets from a fallen noble family he had recently set his sights on.

However, before he even entered the house, he smelled a strong stench of blood. Shocked, he immediately hid in an alley and peered out, hesitating whether to go inside to check the situation.

Before the skilled and daring thief could make a decision, a figure suddenly jumped out of the open window. By the moonlight, the thief could vaguely see the face of Benedict Ted, who was being hailed as a hero.

“Five days…that matches the timeline, he definitely didn’t leave.” Jess nodded in confirmation.

The next two stories are similar in that both involve thieves trying to steal something and then witnessing the man who killed the nobleman.

Maginus believed that her actions had been seen by others, but she had hidden them so well that she had to go through multiple channels each time before daring to completely revert to Mine's identity.

The fact that these three thieves encountered the "aristocratic assassin" who resembled Benedict was shortly after the theater's destruction; any further back in time, there was no one they could trust, indicating that Benedict was becoming increasingly cautious... and even stronger.

"The last thief encountered him the latest and even saw Benedict's face, which terrified him," he said.

Maginus said, word by word, "Bennedy's face looked like a demon."

"...Is it believable? Are you sure he wasn't sent by Ronald to smear Benedict?" Jess asked again, mainly because he really couldn't figure out why Benedict had changed.

A red mist appeared before him, and Maginus held up a finger and said, "He's back now, isn't he? Let Lenia take me to see him and I'll find out."

"Bennedy is back? Shall we go see him? I heard some of the other ladies at the tea party say he seems to be having a lot of trouble lately."