Erii: A Journey Through the Heavens Begins with Frilian

Empire, capital.

In the dimly lit, antique-style, spacious room, the Duke leisurely sipped his tea, wielding a leather whip dipped in chili sauce. He listened to the cracking of flesh and the agonizing screams of the slaves, and his brow relaxed in enjoyment.

"What a pity, what a pity, there was really no good opportunity, otherwise it would have been so great to have the governor kill the dog king and sit on his back," he lamented.

"Tsk, forget it. The throne isn't so easy to sit on. Let's think about how to allocate the ten assassination slots." It was another person in the room who spoke.

With a bare upper body and a large belly, and a bald head, he had a droopy, ugly face. He was the king's distant cousin and one of the leaders of the conservative nobles.

"I wonder if they caught that woman. From Gerald's description, she was a stunning beauty." The Duke smacked his lips.

The third person inside scoffed, "You dare to covet the person Levi wants? Don't drag us all down with you!"

Upon hearing this, seven or eight people burst into laughter, and even the Duke himself laughed along.

However, they had full confidence in the Shadow Warriors and did not think that Levi personally leading the team would fail.

Today is the monthly gathering day of the conservatives, and all those present are important figures from the capital and even the entire empire. The topic of discussion is the ten assassins that Levi promised.

Rat-a-tat-tat... Bang!

The sound of hurried running approached rapidly, followed by the door being slammed open, startling everyone inside.

"My lord, an assassin has broken in!" the blood-covered guard shouted in terror.

"What are you panicking for!" the Duke roared. "Where are the guards? How many assassins are there?!"

"One," the guard said tremblingly, "all the guards are dead, and Lord Aaron is dead too."

Aaron is a second-level mage who is paid a high salary by the Duke, and he would be considered one of the top experts even in the capital.

The Duke's body trembled, and the others were no better off; their expressions all changed drastically.

Everyone here is a cunning old fox; how could they not have considered the other side of the story?

Even Aaron and hundreds of guards were easily dealt with by one person, so how did this ordinary guard manage to escape here?

"I've found you," a cool, indifferent female voice came from outside the door. "Thank you for leading the way."

"No, you're welcome." The guard's legs went weak, and he scrambled around and ran away.

Erii strolled in, frowned in disdain upon seeing the scene inside, but still patiently took out her notebook and turned to the latest page.

"Who is Earl Baron? Raise your hand." She began calling out names.

No one dared to move; they all stared in disbelief at this ethereal and beautiful young woman, finding it impossible to associate her with an assassin.

"When your name is called, raise your hand or shout 'Here!'" Erii gradually lost patience.

The little monster is angry, and someone is going to suffer.

With a "splatter," the Duke in the center of the room let out a pig-like scream, clutching his wrist that had been severed out of nowhere and wailing in agony.

"I am me, I am Earl Baron!" A gaunt old man stood up in shock.

The roll call went much more smoothly after that. Erii would cross out each name as it was called, until all the names were marked with an X. Everyone stood up straight in terror.

"Hmm, everyone's here." She muttered to herself, closed her notebook, and turned to leave.

Just as everyone was completely bewildered, their bodies erupted in excruciating pain as thousands of invisible knives began to slowly slicing them apart from the outside in.

The room, now a living hell, was filled with screams, and the entire torture lasted for a minute.

On this ordinary day, all the leaders of the conservative faction, united as one, met a tragic end.

She is vengeful and vindictive!

She remembered what Frillie had said: "To deal with an enemy, you must nip it in the bud."

The next day.

The king stood on the podium with a look of grief and indignation, surrounded by a large crowd of people.

He gestured for silence, then reassured the nation of his determination to thoroughly investigate the massacre in the capital, speaking with such indignation and emotion.

However, the bodyguard beside him bowed slightly and reminded him in a barely audible voice, "Your Majesty, please be mindful of your expression and suppress the corners of your mouth."

Her name was Freys. She was dressed in a crisp military uniform, wearing a German-style officer's cap, and her long, straight black ponytail accentuated her cold and dignified demeanor.

As the supreme commander of the Imperial Magic Special Forces, known as the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guard, his powerful magic covers the entire capital city.

Therefore, she was aware of yesterday's massacre and immediately reported it to the King, summoning the entire special forces to provide close protection for him.

However, under surveillance, she discovered that Erii's killings were highly targeted and that she had won the king's favor.

For two reasons, Freya refrained from taking action, and the astute king also vaguely sensed something amiss.

Fortunately, Jera was still in the capital. He peeked over the wall of the Duke's mansion and rushed into the palace, thus confirming the king's guess.

"Hahaha, they thought they were prey, but they actually offended a father!" The king couldn't hold back any longer and burst into triumphant laughter.

Because he deduced an even bigger surprise: the Shadow Warrior was likely doomed.

After Erii killed her target, she left. According to their spies, she bought a large bag of candy and bread before leaving.

The key is that I paid!

"What a good child!" the king exclaimed sincerely. "Guards, build a statue of her likeness and place it in the castle square. Give it a name... 'Daughter of the Dawn'!"

……

The Level 1 Magician exam is over.

Philon passed, but Frilian failed due to Celie's personal emotions.

But she didn't care; having Philon was enough, it was just a pass.

To celebrate, Erii treats everyone to dinner at the city's most expensive restaurant, where they listen to each other recount what happened during that time.

"The Serpent of Annihilation? The Blade of Salvation! Your experiences have been far more thrilling than those of Ms. Frilian and me!" Philon exclaimed in surprise.

"Shadow Warriors? I know, I've been assassinated by them before, and I almost fell for it several times." Frilian said, patting Erii's head approvingly.

As Frilian reached out to Shutark with a mixture of reluctance and acceptance, Philon preemptively patted his head, ruffling it into a bird's nest, and scolded, "You're not bad either, at least you didn't cause any trouble."

After dinner, the four of them walked back to the hostel on the deserted, quiet street, bathed in the gentle moonlight.

The next day.

As dawn broke, Philon, who had gotten up early, discovered that both beds next door were empty.

She went to the balcony and found Frilian reading a letter.

"Where's Erii?" Philon's heart tightened.

"She's gone," Frilian replied calmly.

"Where did you go?" Philon asked hurriedly.

"I'm home." Frilian handed her the letter.

【Frilian, Philon, Hugh, I have to go home, or my brother will get super angry. He's terrifying when he gets angry~~~】

I had a wonderful time with you all. You all taught me what happiness and travel are. Please forgive my sudden departure; I don't know how to say goodbye. I'm so reluctant to part with you all~~~

I wish you all a happy, safe, and healthy journey ahead!

Philon shuddered, her eyes reddening as she noticed the water stains on the letter and the words that had blurred within them.

"Ms. Frillian, will we ever see her again?" Philon suppressed his turbulent emotions and asked as calmly as possible.

Frillie nodded, gazing at the horizon that had lit up with white light. "Yes."