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"Prince, your love for your father truly moves me. But rest assured, once I take your father away, he will return to you intact and unharmed, provided everything goes smoothly."
A hand in a white glove gently rested on Edward's shoulder, seemingly offering comfort. Edward forced himself to endure his fear and turned his head. The man in the white cloak, who instilled such terror, was already standing confidently before the throne, before the Silver Moon King.
"Alright, Your Majesty, please come with me."
White Shadow knelt on one knee, giving the old king the most solemn kneel. He then removed his hat, held it against his chest, and extended his hand towards the old king, his masked face still smiling...
The old king had completely lost his support. Even his queen was too scared to approach, hiding away. For the first time in his life, he felt such terror in front of someone kneeling before him. His hands clung to Chief Steward Zhen, muttering pleas for help and protection. But in this situation, could Chief Steward Zhen really save him?
Could anyone present save him?
White Shadow's hand approached the old king again, but his relaxed smile suddenly disappeared! He noticed something unusual - a crack had appeared on the wall above the throne. The crack widened, and small pieces of stone began to fall. As the web-like cracks grew denser, the solid wall started to bulge!
White Shadow quickly stood up, retreating from the throne, his eyes fixed on the bulging wall. Not only him, but everyone present with consciousness - Edward, the old king, Zhen, Dika, Duke, Aya, Nia, and others - all watched the increasingly protruding wall.
After about ten seconds, the bulge stopped growing, and the sound of breaking bricks ceased. White Shadow relaxed, stood straight, and muttered a complaint: "What is Black Shadow up to? Well, let's continue the mission."
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He then stepped back onto the stairs, reaching out his hand...
"Bang——！！！！"
The silent wall erupted like a volcano! Huge broken stones shot out like cannonballs! Chief Steward Zhen quickly shielded the old king, narrowly escaping the disaster.
They avoided it, but White Shadow, who was directly in front, wasn't so lucky. From the exploding debris, a frail figure flew out, tumbling awkwardly to the ground. Following that, a tremendous gust of wind energy burst through the hole, directly hitting White Shadow!
White Shadow, caught off guard, raised his hands to block the fierce wind energy. At the moment of contact, his usually elegant and gentlemanly demeanor turned into a grimace of barely holding on. His white gloves shattered under the attack, and his sleeves began to crack! Sweat dripped from his forehead, blown away by the fierce wind. Even this residual magic power was enough to terrify.
The energy of the spell grew stronger, not weakening over time. White Shadow struggled to hold on, his feet lifted from the ground, and he was blasted against the opposite wall! The marble wall cracked upon impact, and White Shadow spat out blood.
"Amazing... Hahaha... Amazing! Amazing ah——!!!"
A terrifying thing happened! Under such a powerful attack, White Shadow not only didn't show difficulty, but his lips curved into an excited smile! Beneath the torn sleeves, his arms swelled with muscles, and dark red lights traveled across them. Then, he shouted, raising his arms, diverting the wind magic towards the ceiling! With several loud bangs, the spell burst through the roof and several floors above, shooting into the sky and vanishing from sight.
Mengdie, who had just fallen, was covered in dust. Holding her shoulder wound, she struggled to stand, patting the dust from her hair. She glanced at the hole she had crashed through, grateful to be alive.
"Sasa La, how do you feel?"
Mengdie staggered towards the hole, seeing through the two-meter-thick wall, Sasa La lying weak and pale on the ground. Her eyes were closed, her face deathly pale. If not for her chest moving rhythmically, Mengdie might have thought the princess had died from exhaustion.
"Now... I should have won, right?"
Mengdie shook her head, pulling her hair back. She then looked around, her eyes meeting the old king's. She paused.
"Uh... sorry, did I disturb you?" Mengdie smiled awkwardly.
The old king was at a loss for words! He struggled free from his brother's support, looking at the fallen, disheveled White Shadow, unsure of what to do.
Even Mengdie knew this wasn't a scene to just smile and leave. She turned back, scrutinizing everything in the hall. Seeing Edward's surprised look, the immobile Royal Knights, the blood on the ground, the moaning soldiers, and finally, White Shadow, gasping for air, spitting blood by the wall.
"It's you!!!"
Seeing White Shadow, Mengdie's eyes immediately became alert! With the injured on the ground and the smell of blood, the situation was clearly dire!
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