My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

Strange?

Lin Mo sat on the bed, rubbing his brow as he listened to Yin Xue's words.

Yes, all of this happened so fast.

A blood-red sword from the Emerald Mountains.

They were surrounded and intercepted by the Iron Chamber's secret forces all the way.

Then came the axe-wielding attack.

He thought he had already broken ties with the empire, but unexpectedly, they invited him to the core area of ​​the Holy Ancient Empire.

They even secured a seemingly advantageous cooperation opportunity.

The transition was too abrupt and too smooth.

This only made him more vigilant.

"That second prince, what's his name again?"

While stabilizing the core nodes of the magic array, Yin Xue was still complaining about the Second Prince.

"His eagerness to win you over, even risking his own life, is definitely not just about winning a game."

Lin Mo did not respond immediately; his thoughts were racing through every detail of the meeting.

The Second Prince's demeanor, his words, his barely concealed urgency, and... that name.

"Li Yiguang..."

Lin Mo murmured, his fingers ceasing their tapping.

"This name doesn't sound like the typical style of this world."

He recalled the people he had met since coming into this world.

In his mind, most of the native people of this world have names that sound like Western names.

Only the brave have the same Eastern name as themselves.

The name Li Yiguang is clearly not from the West.

Yin Xue was injecting a wisp of pure crimson magic power into the edge of the magic circle when he heard this, without even raising his head.

She pouted.

"The royal family of the Holy Ancient Empire claims that their founding ancestor was a legendary hero who descended more than a thousand years ago. That hero defeated my predecessor, and only then did the Holy Ancient Empire come into being. Who knows if it's true or not? Anyway, that legendary hero has long since gone to the realm of gods, and there's no way to verify it. Naturally, those members of the royal family will say whatever is best to glorify themselves."

Lin Mo nodded.

Embarrassing oneself by fabricating or glorifying one's origins is not uncommon in power struggles.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Lin Mo was still pondering, Yin Xue continued to tease him.

"Judging from what you just said, are you really planning to help that second prince fight in the arena?"

This does not align with Yin Xue's understanding of Lin Mo's actions.

In her opinion, Lin Mo should just kill the Second Prince, no matter how much trouble he might cause.

Lin Mo raised his eyes and looked at Yin Xue.

A barely perceptible, disdainful smile appeared on his face.

"Help him? How could I?"

He slowly shook his head.

"So you were...?"

Yin Xue tilted his head.

"I just feel,"

Lin Mo's voice was calm and even, yet it conveyed a clear sense of weighing his options.

"He, and the identity he represents as the 'Second Prince,' still have some value for the time being."

"value?"

Yin Xue blinked, not quite understanding.

"What value can a prince who almost peed his pants from fear be? He can't even control a hunting axe."

Lin Mo didn't explain directly; his gaze seemed to pass over the window of the room and look towards the distant north.

He was silent for a few seconds before speaking softly, as if he were talking about something trivial:

"It's been a long time since I've seen Otem. I'll ask him to come over when I get back from delivering the medicine this time."

"Otem?"

Yin Xue was taken aback at first.

Immediately, her petite body stiffened.

Its blood-red eyes widened suddenly, and it even forgot to flap the small wings on its back, almost falling from the sky.

She looked at Lin Mo's calm and expressionless face.

The puppet beast's ability flashed through my mind instantly.

Manipulating corpses, perfect disguise.

Why would they summon Otem to the capital?

Lin Mo intends to kill the Second Prince and take his place!

A demon king who has existed for hundreds of years and has witnessed countless conspiracies and bloody massacres.

At that moment, I just felt so young.

Lin Mo's scheme is not just against the second prince, but against the entire Holy Ancient Empire!

A chill crept up Yin Xue's spine.

She looked at Lin Mo.

It was like seeing for the first time something truly beneath the calm surface of this young human being.

It's not just about being decisive and ruthless.

It wasn't just his eagerness to save his mother.

It is also a kind of... resolute determination to break all rules in order to achieve one's goal.

"you……"

Yin Xue swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva.

The expression on her small face was extremely complex, a mixture of astonishment and understanding.

There was even a hint of...admiration?

She slowly raised her short thumb to Lin Mo, her voice dry and strained.

"...You're ruthless enough."

She doesn't consider herself a kind person.

It has sparked wars that have swept across the continent.

But more often it stems from power, ambition, and racial stances.

Lin Mo's audacious plan was something even this veteran demon king found somewhat... too sharp.

Lin Mo remained noncommittal regarding Yin Xue's assessment.

He simply took a deep breath and refocused his attention on the interdimensional teleportation he was working on.

inside the room.

The crimson magic circle shone brighter and brighter, and the ripples of spatial distortion became more and more obvious.

"We were forced into it."

He said something in a low voice.

It's unclear whether this was an answer to Yin Xue or something he was saying to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes regained their calm and focus.

In my mind, I began to think about the plans for the future.

The first priority was to immediately administer medication to stabilize the mother's condition.

This is the premise and core of all actions.

Then go see the archbishop.

Clearly define the specific content and achievable scope of your wishes.

To provide final confirmation for the return to normalcy or the establishment of a stable pathway.

Three days later, on the day of my mother's surgery.

With the archbishop's ability to grant wishes, they attempt to return to Earth.

Of course, it would be best if we could go back and get it directly.

However, the conditions for fulfilling the wish are harsh, and Liu Yishou has also said that it is not very reliable.

Therefore, it's highly unlikely that a complete return is possible.

Upon returning, he will kill Li Yiguang and take his place.

The final step is obvious... the destruction of the country.

This is not because Lin Mo is bloodthirsty.

Instead, the goal is to utilize the resources of the entire Holy Kingdom to reach level 100.

Even if the archbishop's wish doesn't come true, at least Yin Xue is still reliable.

I'll consider how to go back completely after I reach level 100.

Lin Mo knew clearly that this path was destined to be paved with more blood and bones.

But he doesn't care.

Everything is for the sake of going home.

……

"The magic circle is stable; we can begin."

Yin Xue's voice pulled him back to reality.

The tiny demon king hovered above the center of the magic circle.

His blood-red hair moved without wind, and his expression was serious.

Maintaining this passageway is clearly a considerable burden for her.

Lin Mo stopped thinking about it and sat cross-legged at the core of the magic array.

He placed the specially made container holding the Qingyuan medicine in front of him and closed his eyes.

"Let's begin."

A surge of immense spiritual power erupted like a tidal wave, merging with Yin Xue's crimson magic and flowing into the magic array.

The space inside the stone chamber was distorted to its limit.

A tiny rift, connecting two distant worlds, is being forcibly widened.

Just then, the sacred sound of bells rang out from outside the window.

Its sound is deep and lingering, as if it is comforting all living beings.