Moon's Mark space node, two days of task time.
Prince Chen But it feels like two years have passed.
As the first group of members to step onto the teleportation altar and arrive at the Moon's Mark space node, as the 'Temple Judge' later reported the unexpected death of Werewolf Segun, and the blasphemers were the first to notice the dynamic messages of time and space smuggling here, Prince Chen's heart was cast into a shadow.
Responsible for guarding the stowaway altar.
Prince Chen is responsible for maintaining the stability of the Wind, Fire and Thunder Magic Array with two specially hired freelance scholars from aristocratic families who study the restrictions on magic arrays.
Staring at the three wise men Temple Maid, leading many judges to gradually disappear into the night, Prince Chen didn't know why, but there was a faint uneasiness deep in his heart.
But this is his last chance, and he has no way out!
Looking forward to these judges successfully completing the mission of the Temple of the Goddess, so that he can get some support from Temple of the Goddess of Wisdom, so that he will not have no chance to fight for it in the future, Prince Chen checked the situation of the magic circle over and over again.
I never want to go back to that kind of despair where the sky is dark and I can only pray silently!
Suffering under house arrest and unable to go out, I pray every day not to hear the death knell deep in the palace. I am tortured by fear all day long, as if I am in the despair of hell.
However.
After a few hourglass hours.
As the people who fled back one after another brought news of the defeat at the front, Prince Chen's heart also became cold.
He tried his best to comfort the people who had escaped, and followed him to make a last-ditch effort to stay here, but there were still people who continued to choose to leave on the teleportation altar.
There are fewer and fewer people staying in the Moon's Mark space node.
Prince Chen knows that he must never admit defeat.
Never show any weakness or cowardice!
But no matter how hard he tried or any promise he made, he could not stop the disintegration of people's hearts. Under the continuous fierce attack of Xilan People surrounded by people outside the Wind, Fire and Thunder Array, every energy fluctuation in the magic circle barrier made Prince Chen's heart sink a little bit.
It was not until the middle of the afternoon of the next day that the fierce attack outside suddenly weakened a lot.
The Wind, Fire and Thunder Formation is composed of four energy altars, requiring four magicians to preside over and cooperate on the altar. In one day, the crystal stones on the four energy altars have been replaced more than ten times.
The night of the second day fell quickly.
Seeing that there were only about twenty people left in the Wind, Fire and Thunder Formation, most of them were members invited by Temple of the Goddess of Wisdom. The people he had promised with benefits fled one after another. Prince Chen sat silently on the edge of an altar.
Although he was humble enough and kept smiling at everyone, all he got in return was ruthless rejection again and again.
"Your Highness."
Two liberal scholars, a man and a woman, walked slowly over.
Prince Chen, who was looking down and silent, looked up, with a forced smile on his face.
"Jemmen, Jenna, my friend, it's so late, what can I do?"
"We are here to say goodbye to you, sorry."
Jemmen looked apologetic, but said extremely firmly, "Your Highness, you don't have to persuade us anymore. We all know that this is an impossible task. We also sympathize with your experience, but unfortunately, we cannot help you."
Prince Chen kept a very reluctant smile and nodded.
"Well, I wish you good luck. It's me who needs to apologize for not being able to give you hope."
Watching the two people leaving, Prince Chen sat down silently. He felt like a gray dog, having lost any dignity that a prince should have.
The status of a prince without anyone's support is not even as good as that of an ordinary noble.
Because there is no hope for his future.
Never give up!
If you give up, you will lose everything when you return to the palace, and what awaits you is endless despair.
Miracle!
There will definitely be a miracle!
Prince Chen knows clearly that he has no faith.
Half a year ago, after the book-burning incident at Glencoe Academy, and from the moment the second prince received the blessing of the Church, he became a staunch atheist.
Over the years, he has prayed to various gods many times and prayed to Creator of Light many times, but all he got was more desperate news.
Red Cardinal left Aurora Great Empire of Light and traveled thousands of miles to visit Grand Duchy. After burning Royal Academy of Sciences's books, he gave the second prince his blessing as a compromise in his political attitude.
So what does my humble prayer mean?
Depressing despair!
Prince Chen fully understands that in this world, any opportunity can only be obtained through one's own efforts. The almighty God will not show mercy to anyone.
It is precisely because of this that after half a year of hard work, I finally got this opportunity to go out, an opportunity that may change my destiny.
"Black Feather, why didn't you leave?"
Suddenly, Prince Chen looked at the free scholar beside him,
This is an academic researcher of magic restrictions. He is squatting next to an altar, lowering his head and silently studying the changes in the structure of energy runes. He looks a bit dull due to his highly myopic glasses.
"Opportunities are reserved for those who try their best to fight for them and have enough patience."
Black Feather didn't even look back.
"Although I'm not optimistic about this mission, the Wind, Fire and Thunder Formation is still there, and we haven't reached true despair yet, so there's no need to leave in such a hurry. My father told me that you don't need too many opportunities. Even if you fail hundreds of times in your life, as long as you can seize a few of them, it's enough."
The academic knowledge of magic restrictions, like the academic knowledge of space, requires scholars to specialize and devote a lot of time to a knowledge system that can be harvested.
"Thank you."
Prince Chen continued to lower his head.
I still remember my childhood, when Sealand and Gran were in a brief period of reconciliation, and I followed my mother back to Xilan Country once.
At that time, this cousin Ice Crystal Eye Prince Ling had just been born. I even hugged him and said innocently that I would take care of him in the future.
"So many years have passed, and we have all grown up. I live in the shadow of fear, but you have become Xilan Country's new favorite. You want to get my body to become your ladder to the throne."
Prince Chen stroked the sword on his waist.
Maybe dying here is a good choice?
At least he can be used by his cousin, and maybe he will cry out insincerely, and then he will be sent to King Xilan Country to be buried with the proper etiquette, instead of wasting his life in the palace and waiting for his father's death knell to become a victim of political burial.
Prince Chen spent the night in random thoughts.
Outsiders simply cannot understand the pressure he faces.
"Xilan People outside, seems to be evacuating here!"
suddenly.
I don't know who shouted.
Everyone in the magic circle woke up one after another. Some people left the protective barrier of the energy altar, crossed the fog outside the barrier, and looked outside.
Sure enough, as this person said, the surrounded Xilan People is evacuating.
"Is this a trap by Xilan People?"
One person instinctively murmured.
Under the pale silver moonlight, Prince Chen looked around in disbelief, as confused as everyone else around him.
Time passes.
Day and night pass by in an instant.
The dazzling sunshine fell on the earth, and there was no one outside the magic circle, but everyone still did not dare to act rashly, wondering if this was the conspiracy of those Xilan People.
More than half the hourglass time has passed.
A group of Gran people appeared in the distance. Everyone watching was shocked and opened a gap in the magic circle barrier, allowing these people to hide in.
"Where are those Xilan People?"
Everyone asked.
However, these people, like everyone else in the magic circle, were extremely confused about the movements of Xilan People, and they only knew that they should evacuate.
Reilo came to Prince Chen.
"Your Highness, I want to leave the Moon's Mark space node."
At this moment, Prince Chen is extremely confused.
"Reilo, do you know what happened to those Xilan People? They..."
Reilo showed the scar on his shoulder, then motioned to the weak Angelina beside him, and couldn't wait to say, "We are in a very bad state now, and we must return to the fortress as soon as possible. I'm really sorry."
"Oh!"
In the past two days, Prince Chen has become accustomed to rejection.
"Well, I wish you good luck. The rewards you need can be redeemed from Temple Priest outside. However, depending on your temple friendship points, if you want to redeem the goddess's blessing, you still need 2 points. Don't you want to fight for it?"
"I'm so sorry."
Seeing Reilo's firm attitude, Prince Chen nodded silently and watched as Reilo, Orn, and Angelina stepped onto the altar one after another and left the Moon's Mark space.
Orn and Angelina are outstanding students who applied to the Academy of Sciences from the temple, so there is no need to greet Prince Chen.
And most of the aristocratic forces expressed their support for the second prince. Although the two were not from noble families, they were very clear about the unspoken rules of the nobility. It would not do them any good to have too close contact with Prince Chen.
Take a deep breath.
Prince Chen suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and raised it high above his head.
Under the gaze of everyone, he walked step by step towards the distant room, heading straight towards the gathering point in this Moon's Mark space node, the direction of the former Temple of the Goddess of Wisdom.
If it is the conspiracy of Xilan People, then face this conspiracy bravely, there is no way out for you.
When most people saw this, they frowned slightly and did not leave without permission.
Only a few people seemed to have thought of something, and they strode behind Prince Chen. Most of these people were the ones who later returned with Reilo, Orn, and Angelina.
Two hourglass hours later.
Every step was so heavy. When Prince Chen stood at the gathering place of Moon's Mark space nodes, standing on the ruins of Temple of the Goddess of Wisdom, staring at dozens of old people who believed in Goddess of Wisdom, they were happily celebrating the departure of the Sealand demons and stood there blankly for a long time.
Tears came out unconsciously
"Is this a miracle?"
Prince Chen's muttering.
"It must be related to the death of Prince Ling!"
Macaque Gnomes whispers.
"Xilan People are all saying that the magician named Explosive Slaughterer single-handedly killed their prince!"
"Explosive Slaughterer? What's going on? Tell me carefully!"
Prince Chen suddenly noticed something and hurriedly asked.
Those who can follow him here will be his loyal followers in the future and those who have made a statement to him.
As macaque Gnomes spoke slowly, Prince Chen's face gradually changed, and the light in his eyes gradually brightened.