Sacred Land

"Isabella, what do you make of what that knight just said? What exactly did that little noble from the Onyx Principality use to stir up the warhorses?" After Nalant and the other counts left, the king looked at his daughter.

"Father, your daughter doesn't know either. But I'm certain it wasn't the God of Glory's favor!" Isabella shook her head. After hearing Nalant's description earlier, she had pondered it for a long time, yet she likewise could not figure out how it had been done.

After a pause, Isabella hesitantly added, "Father, could it have something to do with the Sacred Land?"

"The Sacred Land?" The king's expression turned grave, but he soon shook his head. "Probably not. The passage to the Sacred Land is only in the north, and it is controlled by that bunch."

"Besides, the former empire issued a gag order to every noble who knew about it. We only obtained a little information from the royal library, and those people in the south definitely have no way of learning about it elsewhere!"

"Father, then could there be another passage farther south that leads to the Sacred Land?"

"Probably not. It is said that when the former empire fled here, they crossed a vast wilderness and passed through orc territory amid countless dangers before finally reaching the continent where we now stand!"

"So, if there had been another passage, perhaps we would have perished back in the days of the former empire. And that bunch in the north, using gods as a smokescreen, would not have been able to control the passage, waiting for the day they could swallow us all and turn us into their slaves!"

The princess immediately fell silent.

Originally, with her status as the second daughter, she should not have been privy to