I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

Tyrol leaned against the flour sack, rubbing the bump on the back of her head, and recounted the whole story.

She has a childhood friend whose family is noble in the Eastern Territory. The two exchange at least two letters every week without fail.

She even helped publish several of the books he wrote.

But starting last week, they suddenly stopped sending letters.

She wrote another letter to the steward of the lord's manor, and the reply came quickly and politely, saying, "Miss went on a trip three years ago and her return date is uncertain."

travel?

Who has been sending me letters all this time?

No, the address I've been sending letters to for the past few years has always been a village at the foot of a mountain in the Eastern Territory. Something must have gone wrong there.

"I want to go to the Eastern Territory to find her, but Father will definitely not allow it, so I'll go by myself. Anyway, he's busy with his business in the capital, I'll go my own way, he can't possibly send people to the Eastern Territory to search for me."

Missing for three years? In a village at the foot of the mountain?

Combined with his tendency to run away at the slightest disagreement, he is exactly like his third apprentice.

"Wait, the person you're talking about isn't Alice, is it?"

Tyrol froze, looking in confusion at the person who was about to turn into light in her magical vision:

How did you know?

It really is.

"Then it would be better to hand you over to your father."

Tyrol's shoulders slumped down immediately:

"Why?!"

"Because your friend is doing very well now, your going there would only cause trouble."

This is the truth. If Alice were to meet with her, who knows if it would create a "one plus one is greater than two" effect? ​​Ji Tian wouldn't be surprised if the sect were to be torn apart.

Ignoring her incessant questioning, Ji Tian looked at the two unconscious maids.

There was no damage to the meridians or blood stasis in the brain, but consciousness was suppressed, and the person fell into a coma.

The girls who lived a little further away were in the same situation.

"They triggered the rules, and the coma itself is part of the rules. They won't wake up until the darkness disappears."

Of course, direct treatment is not difficult, but it is inconvenient for Ji Tian to bring too many people, so it is better to let them sleep like this for a while.

Princess Sonia squatted down beside her:

"So, we'll just leave it like that?"

Ji Tian used his spiritual power to draw a protective shield around the two of them. "Stay here for now; it's relatively safe here. You'll wake up naturally once this is over."

Tyrol, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but interject, "What kind of 'rules' are you talking about?"

"Did you do anything unusual while you were washing the cups?"

Does washing cups count?

"No, but after darkness fell, did you pull anything out?"

Tyrol shook her head: "I just crouched down and tried to drag the two of them away to hide."

"Really? They're safe here. You should come with us."

Tirol was thus forced to follow at the back of the group, glancing back at her two unconscious companions as she walked.

She was about to say something when Shirley pulled her back.

"Stop looking. If my master says it's safe, then it's safe."

"Who exactly are you people?"

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you, but my master is a hero."

Brave?

So it really is the church that's attacking? And they're even colluding with the princess from the inside—this is a rebellion!

Of course, this was just her personal musing, and she dared not say it, much less ask.

The procession continued along the corridor.

The darkness remained thick, and the outline of the magic vision blurred in the depths of the corridor, with the distant walls and ceiling merging into a grayish-white chaos.

Ji Tian walked at the front, kicking open each door he passed. Some of the rooms behind the doors were empty, some had overturned tables and chairs scattered around, and some had dark water stains on the floor.

Most of them had hidden in the basement where food was stored, and it seemed there was no problem.

"Master, there's something ahead," Shirley suddenly said.

Ji Tian had stopped in his tracks.

Something was wriggling on the wall at the end of the corridor.

The thing stretched outward from the inside of the wall, its grayish-white surface covered with fine lines, and magical essence seeped out between the lines.

It slowly expands, contracts, and expands again, like a beating heart growing on a wall.

Tyrol took a half step back.

This thing, growing inside the wall and still pulsating, was clearly beyond her comprehension.

"What kind of monster is that? A mutated slime?"

The object on the wall suddenly shattered as it expanded to its limit, sending grayish-white fragments flying in all directions. Tentacles sprang out from the cracks, shooting straight at the people in the corridor!

The whiskers are covered with tiny, inward-curving barbs.

Tyrol instinctively tried to release holy light to purify, but the magic energy gathered in her palm dissipated again.

She then realized that all magic that required light was unusable.

The whiskers were already in front of him.

A hand extends from the side, palm open, fingers together, directly blocking the tentacles.

The whiskers struck the palm with a dull thud.

The tentacle froze upon striking his palm, its surface magic rapidly dissipating, its barbs curling inward, and the entire tentacle began to shatter from its tip, disintegrating inch by inch like a dried-out vine.

The crack in the wall was still wriggling, and a second tendril was taking shape.

Ji Tian didn't give it a chance. He stepped forward, reached his right hand into the crack in the wall, grabbed the writhing core inside with his five fingers, and pulled it out.

A lump of flesh throbbed violently in his palm, trying to break free.

Ji Tian clenched his five fingers.

The meat chunks were crushed, and the fragments fell through the fingers, turning to ash before they even hit the ground.

The same wriggling sound came from deep within the corridor.

This time it happened in two places; grayish-white fleshy growths simultaneously appeared on the left and right walls, their skin cracked open, and tentacles popped out in pairs.

Ji Tian didn't even stop walking. He reached out with both hands at the same time, grabbed the base of the two tentacles, and with a burst of energy, shook the magical structure inside the tentacles apart from the inside out.

The whiskers shrank into dry fibers in his palm and crumbled to the ground.

Tyrol followed at the back of the group. In her magic vision, she only saw the bright white humanoid figure in front of her light up for a moment, and then two smaller gray-white lights appeared in her palms and then went out.

After walking a dozen or so steps forward, a dark liquid began to seep from the ceiling, dripping onto the ground and coalescing into writhing chunks of flesh, each with several short tentacles.

They crawled slowly on the ground, gathering in the direction of the procession.

Ji Tian stepped on the nearest piece, crushing it. As his shoe sole rolled over it, the spiritual energy vibrated, shattering the other pieces at the same time.

Within the Magic Element Vision, those tiny specks of light were erased one by one before they even had a chance to take shape.

Tyrol rubbed her eyes.

In her perception, around the blazing white humanoid figure, dozens of small points of light lit up and went out at the same time, the flames flashing and disappearing in an instant.

Although in their subconscious minds these writhing monsters looked terrifying, the problem was that it was pitch black all around, and they could only observe their surroundings through magic.

What I saw was clearly a human-shaped sun exploding like fireworks, crushing everything else.

But doubts also arose at the same time.

Judging from the magic element, the monsters contained energy that was slightly stronger than that of a regular mage.

Even so, it was still crushed by the hero.

More importantly, he hasn't even drawn the holy sword yet!

In other words, the hero who has "Liberated the Holy Sword" is far superior to the hero who draws the sword, the hero who draws the sword is superior to the hero in normal condition, and the hero in normal condition is far superior to the mage.

Rounding down, the hero alone could easily sweep through the royal palace.

Could it be that he can really help Princess Sonia seize the throne?