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"Just like how all versions of Possession requires a contract, so do a Soul Merge. Crown Prince Renaud must have made an agreement with the dragon," Tucker explained. "Now shut up and let the a.d.u.l.ts do their work."
"Is that necessary?" Presley asked, looking at the fake "Crown Prince" in front of him.
With his arms folded, the "Crown Prince" snickered and said, "This fool thinks that it's necessary… And he's right. Those two there are way above my expectation. If he didn't Merge with me, he would have been obliterated by those flames. So, don't blame this fool; blame those two for using such a strong spell in a friendly spar. They should have just died in my hands instead of bringing so many lives down with them."
Juin's eyebrows twitched as he thought, "This dragon… I really want to slap it…"
From the corner of his eye, Presley glanced at Juin and Luca, and he had to admit. These two really had exceeded everyone's expectations of them. First of all, given how hostile they had been treating each other, no one ever expected them to cooperate with each other, and so discreetly to boot. Secondly, their combined strength had brought them to the level of their masters.
If it had been 2v1 against either Lann or Tucker, there was no saying if the master would actually win against the juniors.
"What do you want?" President Presley asked politely as he stood with his hands behind his back. "I'm sure His Majesty could give you anything you want… There's no need to harm anyone here."
The fake Crown Prince snorted.
"Well, I'd like to have a physical body, and I have already gotten it…" he snickered, raising his Moon Blade. A spell diagram appeared around the Moon Blade as he roared, "... so there's nothing else you can negotiate with."
The moment he said the word "with", he slashed the guandao down, raising tens of a few hundred meters tall tsunamis behind him which were now heading toward multiple directions.
"AHHHH!!!"
"HELP!!!"
"WHAT THE F*CK!!!"
The spectators yelled as they scrambled to get out of the battle arena, completely ignoring who they were stepping along the way.
"Tsk!"
After causing the fear, the "Crown Prince" snickered before flying up into midair and dashing off before anyone could catch him.
"HELPPP!!!"
"GUARDS! PROTECT THE CITIZENS!" King Frederic yelled out his order as he jumped up in midair. He then nodded at Presley before chasing after his son and a few of his best guards behind him.
Presley and Tucker stopped one of the tsunamis by burning the water molecules until they completely evaporated, while Lann, with the help of Luca, used their wind spells to send one of the tsunamis into a different direction, avoiding the running humans and city center completely.
However, there were still many tsunamis that were heading in different directions.
"Why don't they just activate the protective dome?!" Wolfe yelled as he tried to help the humans who had fallen behind. There were guards who were doing it as well, but they just didn't have enough manpower to move everyone out of harm's way fast enough.
"These tsunamis are too powerful to be contained within the dome!" Princess Iris who had stayed behind to help yelled out as she cast a spell and dragged a few citizens out of the path of a raging tsunami.
They then watched as the tsunami crushed one of the seating areas and completely flattened the seating area that could accommodate thousands.
...
Meanwhile…
At another part of the city, inside the heavily surrounded royal jail,
Turning over to look at the spell-enhanced gate, she saw five guards whom she had never seen before. From their looks, it did not seem that they were here to guard her.
"I was right…" she said with a sigh as she looked at the "guards" who had killing auras all over them.
The leader of the guards unlocked the gate with a spell and said with an evil grin, "Princess Cecile, I'm sure you know what this is about… We do not want to do this, but we have no choice. Please do not resist, or it won't be a pleasant way to go."
Slowly walking to her bed and sitting down, Princess Cecile smiled gently. And after a moment of silence, she asked cryptically, "Are you sure you will be able to kill me?"
The leader laughed. "Well, we might not be able to handle you outside of this prison, but since you are now a prisoner who has a spell placed on you…"
He then cracked his fingers and said, "It will be more than easy to handle you…"
Princess Cecile's lips twitched slightly. He was right. Every prisoner had a spell placed on them that would prevent them from using their power, and in every prison in Terre D'eau, the door of every cell would also have another spell placed on them that corresponded with the spell that was placed on the prisoner. Basically, while she was here, her strength was greatly reduced. She would be unable to even hurt a child with her limited strength.
The leader of the assassins directed one of his men to open the door before walking in with the rest of them.
From his back, he took out a small decorative dagger that had a wisteria branch on one side and a golden swirl symbol carved in its hilt. "In order to cover his tracks, Princess Cecile's lover, Crown Prince of Wisterion, sent someone to kill all the guards, as well as the princess, so that no one could confirm their relationship. However, his assassin accidentally left something behind."
"That's…" Cecile glanced at the dagger briefly before looking back at the leader.
"That's a pouch carried by the Crown Prince's most trusted guards; a symbol of their being," said the leader as he lifted both his palms. The water-air atmosphere around him started to rumble as they formed into two water daggers. "Any last words?"
Instead of being afraid, Cecile merely smiled warmly.
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"Just like how all versions of Possession requires a contract, so do a Soul Merge. Crown Prince Renaud must have made an agreement with the dragon," Tucker explained. "Now shut up and let the a.d.u.l.ts do their work."
"Is that necessary?" Presley asked, looking at the fake "Crown Prince" in front of him.
With his arms folded, the "Crown Prince" snickered and said, "This fool thinks that it's necessary… And he's right. Those two there are way above my expectation. If he didn't Merge with me, he would have been obliterated by those flames. So, don't blame this fool; blame those two for using such a strong spell in a friendly spar. They should have just died in my hands instead of bringing so many lives down with them."
Juin's eyebrows twitched as he thought, "This dragon… I really want to slap it…"
From the corner of his eye, Presley glanced at Juin and Luca, and he had to admit. These two really had exceeded everyone's expectations of them. First of all, given how hostile they had been treating each other, no one ever expected them to cooperate with each other, and so discreetly to boot. Secondly, their combined strength had brought them to the level of their masters.
If it had been 2v1 against either Lann or Tucker, there was no saying if the master would actually win against the juniors.
"What do you want?" President Presley asked politely as he stood with his hands behind his back. "I'm sure His Majesty could give you anything you want… There's no need to harm anyone here."
The fake Crown Prince snorted.
"Well, I'd like to have a physical body, and I have already gotten it…" he snickered, raising his Moon Blade. A spell diagram appeared around the Moon Blade as he roared, "... so there's nothing else you can negotiate with."
The moment he said the word "with", he slashed the guandao down, raising tens of a few hundred meters tall tsunamis behind him which were now heading toward multiple directions.
"AHHHH!!!"
"HELP!!!"
"WHAT THE F*CK!!!"
The spectators yelled as they scrambled to get out of the battle arena, completely ignoring who they were stepping along the way.
"Tsk!"
After causing the fear, the "Crown Prince" snickered before flying up into midair and dashing off before anyone could catch him.
"HELPPP!!!"
"GUARDS! PROTECT THE CITIZENS!" King Frederic yelled out his order as he jumped up in midair. He then nodded at Presley before chasing after his son and a few of his best guards behind him.
Presley and Tucker stopped one of the tsunamis by burning the water molecules until they completely evaporated, while Lann, with the help of Luca, used their wind spells to send one of the tsunamis into a different direction, avoiding the running humans and city center completely.
However, there were still many tsunamis that were heading in different directions.
"Why don't they just activate the protective dome?!" Wolfe yelled as he tried to help the humans who had fallen behind. There were guards who were doing it as well, but they just didn't have enough manpower to move everyone out of harm's way fast enough.
"These tsunamis are too powerful to be contained within the dome!" Princess Iris who had stayed behind to help yelled out as she cast a spell and dragged a few citizens out of the path of a raging tsunami.
They then watched as the tsunami crushed one of the seating areas and completely flattened the seating area that could accommodate thousands.
...
Meanwhile…
At another part of the city, inside the heavily surrounded royal jail,
Turning over to look at the spell-enhanced gate, she saw five guards whom she had never seen before. From their looks, it did not seem that they were here to guard her.
"I was right…" she said with a sigh as she looked at the "guards" who had killing auras all over them.
The leader of the guards unlocked the gate with a spell and said with an evil grin, "Princess Cecile, I'm sure you know what this is about… We do not want to do this, but we have no choice. Please do not resist, or it won't be a pleasant way to go."
Slowly walking to her bed and sitting down, Princess Cecile smiled gently. And after a moment of silence, she asked cryptically, "Are you sure you will be able to kill me?"
The leader laughed. "Well, we might not be able to handle you outside of this prison, but since you are now a prisoner who has a spell placed on you…"
He then cracked his fingers and said, "It will be more than easy to handle you…"
Princess Cecile's lips twitched slightly. He was right. Every prisoner had a spell placed on them that would prevent them from using their power, and in every prison in Terre D'eau, the door of every cell would also have another spell placed on them that corresponded with the spell that was placed on the prisoner. Basically, while she was here, her strength was greatly reduced. She would be unable to even hurt a child with her limited strength.
The leader of the assassins directed one of his men to open the door before walking in with the rest of them.
From his back, he took out a small decorative dagger that had a wisteria branch on one side and a golden swirl symbol carved in its hilt. "In order to cover his tracks, Princess Cecile's lover, Crown Prince of Wisterion, sent someone to kill all the guards, as well as the princess, so that no one could confirm their relationship. However, his assassin accidentally left something behind."
"That's…" Cecile glanced at the dagger briefly before looking back at the leader.
"That's a pouch carried by the Crown Prince's most trusted guards; a symbol of their being," said the leader as he lifted both his palms. The water-air atmosphere around him started to rumble as they formed into two water daggers. "Any last words?"
Instead of being afraid, Cecile merely smiled warmly.
"Just like how all versions of Possession requires a contract, so do a Soul Merge. Crown Prince Renaud must have made an agreement with the dragon," Tucker explained. "Now shut up and let the a.d.u.l.ts do their work." "Is that necessary?" Presley asked, looking at the fake "Crown Prince" in front of him. With his arms folded, the "Crown Prince" snickered and said, "This fool thinks that it's necessary And he's right. Those two there are way above my expectation. If he didn't Merge with me, he would have been obliterated by those flames. So, don't blame this fool; blame those two for using such a strong spell in a friendly spar. They should have just died in my hands instead of bringing so many lives down with them." Juin's eyebrows twitched as he thought, "This dragon I really want to slap it" From the corner of his eye, Presley glanced at Juin and Luca, and he had to admit. These two really had exceeded everyone's expectations of them. First of all, given how hostile they had been treating each other, no one ever expected them to cooperate with each other, and so discreetly to boot. Secondly, their combined strength had brought them to the level of their masters. If it had been 2v1 against either Lann or Tucker, there was no saying if the master would actually win against the juniors. "What do you want?" President Presley asked politely as he stood with his hands behind his back. "I'm sure His Majesty could give you anything you want There's no need to harm anyone here." The fake Crown Prince snorted. "Well, I'd like to have a physical body, and I have already gotten it" he snickered, raising his Moon Blade. A spell diagram appeared around the Moon Blade as he roared, "... so there's nothing else you can negotiate with." The moment he said the word "with", he slashed the guandao down, raising tens of a few hundred meters tall tsunamis behind him which were now heading toward multiple directions. "AHHHH!!!" "HELP!!!" "WHAT THE F*CK!!!" The spectators yelled as they scrambled to get out of the battle arena, completely ignoring who they were stepping along the way. "Tsk!" After causing the fear, the "Crown Prince" snickered before flying up into midair and dashing off before anyone could catch him. "HELPPP!!!" "GUARDS! PROTECT THE CITIZENS!" King Frederic yelled out his order as he jumped up in midair. He then nodded at Presley before chasing after his son and a few of his best guards behind him. Presley and Tucker stopped one of the tsunamis by burning the water molecules until they completely evaporated, while Lann, with the help of Luca, used their wind spells to send one of the tsunamis into a different direction, avoiding the running humans and city center completely. However, there were still many tsunamis that were heading in different directions. "Why don't they just activate the protective dome?!" Wolfe yelled as he tried to help the humans who had fallen behind. There were guards who were doing it as well, but they just didn't have enough manpower to move everyone out of harm's way fast enough. "These tsunamis are too powerful to be contained within the dome!" Princess Iris who had stayed behind to help yelled out as she cast a spell and dragged a few citizens out of the path of a raging tsunami. They then watched as the tsunami crushed one of the seating areas and completely flattened the seating area that could accommodate thousands. ... Meanwhile At another part of the city, inside the heavily surrounded royal jail, Turning over to look at the spell-enhanced gate, she saw five guards whom she had never seen before. From their looks, it did not seem that they were here to guard her. "I was right" she said with a sigh as she looked at the "guards" who had killing auras all over them. The leader of the guards unlocked the gate with a spell and said with an evil grin, "Princess Cecile, I'm sure you know what this is about We do not want to do this, but we have no choice. Please do not resist, or it won't be a pleasant way to go." Slowly walking to her bed and sitting down, Princess Cecile smiled gently. And after a moment of silence, she asked cryptically, "Are you sure you will be able to kill me?" The leader laughed. "Well, we might not be able to handle you outside of this prison, but since you are now a prisoner who has a spell placed on you" He then cracked his fingers and said, "It will be more than easy to handle you" Princess Cecile's lips twitched slightly. He was right. Every prisoner had a spell placed on them that would prevent them from using their power, and in every prison in Terre D'eau, the door of every cell would also have another spell placed on them that corresponded with the spell that was placed on the prisoner. Basically, while she was here, her strength was greatly reduced. She would be unable to even hurt a child with her limited strength. The leader of the assassins directed one of his men to open the door before walking in with the rest of them. From his back, he took out a small decorative dagger that had a wisteria branch on one side and a golden swirl symbol carved in its hilt. "In order to cover his tracks, Princess Cecile's lover, Crown Prince of Wisterion, sent someone to kill all the guards, as well as the princess, so that no one could confirm their relationship. However, his assassin accidentally left something behind." "That's" Cecile glanced at the dagger briefly before looking back at the leader. "That's a pouch carried by the Crown Prince's most trusted guards; a symbol of their being," said the leader as he lifted both his palms. The water-air atmosphere around him started to rumble as they formed into two water daggers. "Any last words?" Instead of being afraid, Cecile merely smiled warmly.
