Freeing Lord Mo

Looking in the direction of the sound, Ling Yuan raised an eyebrow. "System, well done."

System: "Ding! Thank you for your praise, Master."

Not far away

A boy with spiky hair is holding a rapier and pointing it at a little girl with pink hair.

The little girl was wearing only a tattered dress, and on her feet were a pair of iron shackles.

"That's really going too far." Kiana frowned.

Using a sharp rapier to drive the girl away, it was clear that many red spots had appeared on her body.

"Slaughterhouses always need to be cleaned up by someone."

Ling Yuan said something indifferently and walked directly towards the two of them.

Jamil, the son of Lord Udan, and... the young Morgana!

Chapter 104 Liberating Moye

"Lady Yuyan, I've seen him again."

Marchio, the banker from the Eighth Empire who was hired to be Jamil's classroom, had his pupils shrink upon seeing Ling Yuan and hurriedly relayed the news to Ren Gyokuen of the Eighth Empire.

In the harem

Alba, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. "I see it. I didn't expect that after searching for so long, it would be in this remote place."

Ling Yuan attracted the attention of Bafang Star the first time he appeared, but no matter how hard they searched, they could not find any trace of him.

At that moment, Jamil suddenly asked expectantly, "Teacher, do you think I will really be able to conquer that tower and become king in the future?"

Marchio immediately flashed his large, white teeth. "As long as you, young master, have the faith to meet one of the greatest beings in this world in the future, the creator magician MAGI."

The two pupils, one black and one white, looked extremely eerie, but in little Jamil's eyes, they were full of utmost holiness.

"Did you hear that, Morgana? Hurry up and congratulate me!" In his joy, Jamil suddenly stabbed Morgana's leg with his rapier.

"!"

Morgana's expression changed, but she still gritted her teeth and forced a smile despite the pain, "Congratulations, brother."

"Hahaha!" Jamil burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"However, it seems someone is trying to challenge the future king's authority. I wonder what you will do," Marchio said with a sinister smile.

"Marzio, you're doing something unnecessary," Alba said calmly within the Eighth Empire.

"Lady Yuyan, is it as we suspected, that someone always needs to try?" Marzio asked respectfully.

"Who? Who is it?!"

Upon hearing Marzio's words, Jamil's expression changed. He glanced around and finally locked his gaze on Ling Yuan, who was walking slowly toward him.

Is that you?

Seeing that he had been discovered, Ling Yuan showed no panic and calmly asked, "Marchio, why aren't you with Alba? What are you doing in such a remote little town?"

"Do they know who we are?" Alba frowned.

Could they be from Al-Thamen?

But in her memory, there was no one like Ling Yuan in Al-Thamen.

"How dare you speak to my teacher like that!" Jamil scolded.

Hearing the sound, Ling Yuan turned his gaze in that direction.

Jamil, the lord of Udan, is also one of the scumbags that Ling Yuan hates.

They treat human life as worthless.

But it's clear that compared to Marzio, this guy is nothing more than a clown.

"Damn it, don't ignore me! Morgana!" Jamil roared, feeling ignored.

The next second, the ground shattered, and a red light flashed.

A fist that appeared soft yet was capable of shattering rock swung towards Ling Yuan.

"Bang!"

The next second, an endless gale swept by, stirring up the dust that had settled on the ground.

"What?!"

The next second, everyone—the lord's guard, Jamil, and Morgana herself—was stunned.

Her punch was blocked!

"Wow, he actually managed to block the lion cub's attack with his bare hands?"

A look of surprise flashed across Marzio's eyes.

Fanalis, even he wouldn't dare to physically withstand the Red Lion's punch, yet this man is making it sound so casual?

"Young lady, could you please move aside?" Ling Yuan said calmly, holding Morgana's fist.

After saying that, without waiting for Morgana's reply, he forcefully flung her behind him.

Bang!

Moye truly lives up to his name; even in weightlessness, he manages to land perfectly.

But just as Morgana was about to launch another attack...

Bang bang bang!

Seven or Void Lance instantly appeared around her, locking her limbs and joints in place.

"Could you please be a little quieter?" Kiana, with half of her eyes golden, pointed the Void Lance at Morgana.

The sharp tip gleamed with a cold light.

"!"

Instinctively, a flicker of fear crossed Morgana's mind.

"Waste!"

Jamil was furious when he saw this.

He waved his hand at the guards around him. "What are you all standing there for? Get them!"

The next moment, the guards drew their swords in unison and charged towards Ling Yuan with a roar.

"There's no need to release this kind of weakling," Ling Yuan said, stretching his hand out into the void.

Golden light condensed in the void.

It transformed into a dazzling Golden Sword.

At that moment, the guards also rushed over.

Bang!

The iron longsword was cut in two by the Golden Osmanthus Sword.

Bang!

The broken sword-wielding figure fell to the ground.

"Metal Vessel? No, what kind of weapon is it? There wasn't a single trace of Rukh during the condensation process?"

Marchio, watching the battle, stared blankly at the Golden Osmanthus Sword in Ling Yuan's hand.

"This person holds secrets we don't yet know," Albariño's interested voice rang in Marchio's ears.

"It was the same before. Without any demons or Rukh, he completed a transformation similar to Full Body Magic Armor all by himself."

"Lady Yuyan, what do you mean?" Marzio asked tentatively.

Yu Yan didn't hide anything and calmly told the story.

"The other party is very likely from outside the world, perhaps a more advanced world than Almatolan."

Clearly, Marchio was stunned by Alba's words.

Although they keep saying there are other worlds, they have never seen any other humans from any other dimension besides this one and the dead world of Al-Thamen.

Unexpectedly, the other party came to them on their own initiative.

"Judging from the fact that he knows who you and I are, he is very likely from a higher dimension," Alba continued.

His words were full of eagerness.

This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

There was once a theory that since the creator god Il-Ilan held the fate of Al-Thamen in his hands...

Was Nail-Ilan created by beings from a higher dimension?

Is there an entity in the world of Almatran that can know everything about them?

They can influence the fate of people from lower dimensions.

Is the seemingly unimpeded world now unfolding according to a script predetermined by that 'person'?

While Marchio and Alba were talking, the entire guard had already fallen.

Before the Golden Osmanthus Sword, those armors were like paper, utterly meaningless.

"You, you stay away! I am the lord of Udan, the future king! I now order you to step back!" Jamil stretched out his hand towards Ling Yuan and shouted loudly to stop him.

Jamil's scream also interrupted their conversation.

"Oh my, oh my, isn't this Lord Ling Yuan?" Marchio smiled obsequiously.

"I thought you didn't remember me." Golden light spread from the blade, directly dispersing the blood that had been stained the sword.

Automatic cleaning function.

Marzio laughed heartily, "How could that be? Although we only met once, Lord Ling Yuan figure will forever be etched in my mind."

"Alright, it's time for me to go back. Farewell, Lord Ling Yuan."

With that, Marchio flew into the sky without looking back.

Ling Yuan did not choose to take action against him, Hongyan probably had his own plan.

He stopped getting involved.

Marchio ran away, but Jamil, who was left behind, was stunned and shouted loudly at Marchio's back, "Teacher! Don't leave me alone!"

But the next moment, his collar was grabbed and he was lifted up.

"Don't rush off, you'd better give my fists a good beating today, future king..."

"You... Morgana!!"

Jamil stared at Ling Yuan, his pupils dilating, and finally, subconsciously, called out the name that was always there when called.

"!"

Morgana's pupils widened upon hearing the call.

Jamil's past actions towards her kept replaying in her mind.

Just like that saying.

Even if you break free from the shackles of your body, the shackles of your heart have not yet been unlocked.

Instinctively, Morgana wanted to save Jamil.

But the next second

The Imaginary Space opened, Void Band flew out from Imaginary Space, wrapping around Morgana's body.

"Calm down, that kind of person doesn't need you to save them."

Seeing that there was still no movement, Jamil shouted in panic, "What are you still standing there for...?"

Puff!

However, before he could finish speaking, Jamil was pinned to the stone floor by Ling Yuan.