Chapter 520: The First Prince and Old Jialun

The First Prince and Old Jialun

(First day of November, two big chapters first to suppress the shock~)

Cheng Shi brought the group to the place where Da Yi had found the historian, and the timing was just right. The thin old man was lying stiffly on the ground, almost frozen to death.

Old Jialun was in urgent need of treatment, but there was no priest on the scene. However, under the gaze of the Messenger lord, everyone could become a "priest".

Especially Chameleon Qu Yan. He couldn't bother Lord Foolish Play with such a small matter, so the moment he saw Jialun's vitality fading, he took a bottle of healing potion from his personal space and poured it into the other party's mouth.

The potion was very effective. Before long, Old Jialun woke up. He looked at the strange people in front of him, just wanting to open his mouth to scold, when he discovered that behind the crowd stood the First Prince who had long been expelled from the Imperial Court.

This First Prince, who had sworn to recruit soldiers in the city to resist the invasion of the Annihilators to the death, was currently tied up like a zongzi, looking at Old Jialun with a miserable face.

Jialun looked at the prince, looked at the people in front of him, feeling his sky had collapsed.

He took Cheng Shi's group as those Annihilators again.

But this time Cheng Shi didn't refute. Under absolute control of the situation, identity or whatever didn't matter. If Jialun thought they were Annihilators, then being Annihilators for once didn't matter.

Actually, in this situation, as long as one was a normal person, one could see that the First Prince was kidnapped. And these three "Annihilators" could find this place, naturally, they had already learned everything from the First Prince's mouth. In Jialun's view, they must be here to hunt down the Rosna royal family and those nobles. He just didn't know what role the always tough First Prince played in this "hunt".

He didn't believe a person like the First Prince would yield to the enemy, but everything in front of him made him feel fear. So Jialun moved his lips and asked tremblingly:

"Your Highness... how did you..."

Hearing this, Cheng Shi hummed a laugh and looked at the First Prince and his family.

The First Prince's face changed, and he turned his head away in fear. The expression on his face was very complex. Aside from the embarrassment of his heroic image being poked in front of him, there was even more guilt toward this historian in front of him.

Cheng Shi couldn't directly perceive emotions, but he saw the trickiness in this complex emotion. When he connected the information he had learned before, a bold guess suddenly popped into his brain.

Could it be that this First Prince's dagger was lost on purpose?

Cheng Shi suddenly became amused. He looked at the two with a playful gaze and smiled:

"Why, you two, as acquaintances who see each other every day, have become so distant?

Is there anything hard to recognize?

A prince who, for his own safety, wishes he could break ties with the entire royal family, and a historian who was used by the entire royal family after the fact—I went to such lengths to let you meet, not to have you perform a mime for me.

Tell me, where did that dagger go?"

The First Prince trembled all over, not daring to speak. Old Jialun's eyes revealed confusion, muttering: "Dagger? What dagger?"

Cheng Shi hummed a laugh and replied:

"It seems I need to give you a hint. When your child was playing with the First Prince's child, they accidentally stumbled into a secret room and discovered a dagger the First Prince had used before. Yes, that dagger. Remembered it?"

Old Jialun remembered, but he instantly shook his head violently:

"It was taken away. That dagger must have been taken away. When His Highness was expelled from the Imperial Court, he wasn't allowed to take a shred of property. When His Majesty fled, he let the Imperial Court guards roll away all the wealth of the Imperial Court. So if that dagger was still in His Highness's residence, it would have been taken away long ago..."

"Oh? Is that so?

It seems that until now, the image of this First Prince in your heart is still so great and righteous.

But I really want to ask, two children playing, how could they accidentally stumble into a secret room sealing a 'sacred object of faith' that makes the First Prince feel fear and avoid it?"

Hmm, the details, Old Jialun, I'm afraid you don't know much, so let the First Prince answer.

Your Highness First Prince, may I ask, why did you put such a dagger, which you regard as a 【Decay】 divine gift, in such an unsafe 'secret room'?"

Cheng Shi smiled, and he even specially added emphasis to the word "secret room".

"......"

"......"

The First Prince was silent. With his silence, Old Jialun seemed to have guessed something, his eyes growing wider and wider.

The two players were observing the NPC in front of them with great interest, admiring the Messenger lord's omniscience while constantly guessing the story happening here in their spare time.

Old Jialun's expression became somewhat unbelievable. He didn't know if he was scared by the "【Decay】 divine gift" or if he had connected some details. In short, he pointed at the First Prince tremblingly, not even calling him "Your Highness", and scolded with grief and indignation in his eyes:

"You... you... what did you do to Ailian?"

Cheng Shi hummed a laugh and turned to look at the First Prince: "Answer, the historian is asking you."

Seeing there was nowhere to hide, the First Prince clenched his fists, took a half-step across to block in front of his wife and child, raised his head, and said both miserably and miserably:

"I didn't want to do this, but I want to protect my wife and my child. I was also forced; I had no choice!

That dagger, it constantly threatened me, making me offer it a large amount of flesh and blood power. I am not the Emperor; I am just a prince. I don't have that much flesh and blood power to offer it. To offer everything it wanted, my family was already extremely weak at that time.

And the divine wrath punishments it mentioned were too terrifying. I couldn't bear the wrath of the Gods; I just wanted to get rid of it!

But its voice constantly echoed in my ears, making me unable to sleep all night, so I could only think of ways to send it away!

Jialun, I didn't want to harm Ailian. I tried many times, but only she, only she was interested in that antique-like dagger. Under your influence, Ailian likes to study these old things.

Jialun, you must believe me, I wasn't targeting her; I just couldn't hand that dagger to an adult. Only children, only a child's innocence wouldn't be believed by anyone. Even if seen or heard, they would only say it was Ailian's nonsense.

Jialun, I didn't...

Jialun, what are you doing! Jialun, how dare you... Ah! Lord, save me!! Lord, I sparked a fire, Lord, save me!"

"Ah!!"

In the deathly silent Imperial Court, a miserable scream suddenly came out. The distorted sound even drowned out the howling of the wind and snow, making people tremble all over.

Harmonizing with this scream was a rhythmic and regular knocking sound, the knocking sound of stone bricks hitting bones.

Jialun went crazy. He picked up a stone brick from the ground, his eyes red, and pounced on the First Prince, hitting the First Prince down to the ground one after another, until all the flesh, tendons, and bones of the other party merged with the white snow underneath, turning into a turbid and crimson stream. Only then did Old Jialun stop, panting heavily, and slumped to the side, seemingly having used up all his strength.

He was very confused and very helpless.

This historian of Rosna didn't understand at all what that dagger was used for; he only understood that the First Prince had calculated against his own child to get rid of disaster, and he went crazy.

And the First Prince's family, who watched the First Prince being beaten to death, looked even calmer than Jialun at this moment.

The First Prince's wife protected her child with a pale face, suppressing the fear in her heart and begging the lords for mercy, her mouth constantly shouting "innocent, unaware", but from beginning to end, she had never looked at Jialun once.

Perhaps she knew that whether she and her child lived or not had nothing to do with this historian who beat her husband to death, but had to do with these three standing lords.

Cheng Shi watched all this silently without making a sound. He just glanced at Qu Yan beside him, and Qu Yan understood, taking out another bottle of potion to save the dying Jialun.

Jialun woke up from madness, knelt on the ground suddenly, and shouted toward Cheng Shi: "Lord, save my child, Lord, save my child."

And it was also at this time that Cheng Shi suddenly realized that Jialun wasn't chosen as the lucky one simply because he was familiar with the teleportation array passed down in history; more likely, it was because his child was controlled by the Emperor of Rosna in his hands.

But who could have thought that this Emperor would use this method to take the trouble that his prince avoided back into his arms...

So going around in circles, it really was related to that teleportation array that the Rosna royal family used to escape.

That is to say, even if the players hadn't figured out this absurd truth, as long as they blindly followed the teleportation array to chase, they would always be able to chase some clues.

Heh, fate... it's really quite magical.

Cheng Shi smiled slightly and lifted Old Jialun up.

"The one who can save your child isn't me, but yourself.

To what extent that teleportation array you destroyed is broken, and whether it can be restored, isn't for me to say."

Old Jialun was stunned, but soon, he nodded firmly.

"I have a way to restore it, Lord. I can definitely restore it!"

Cheng Shi said "I believe you" on the surface, but turned around and "called" the First Prince up, repeating the question just now to the corpse emitting green light. After getting the same answer, the smile on his face became even more brilliant.

"Let's go, let's speed up."

As he spoke, he smiled at the First Prince's widow behind him:

"Thank 【Fate】 for the tolerance, although it was 【Time】 that saved you."

Ding ding, now it's Cheng Xiaoshi's time to beg for votes.

"Hello friends, the Tomato Annual Peak List event has started. Cheng Shi is begging for a vote here with a thick face.

No matter whose follower you are, I hope everyone can search for 'Tomato Annual Peak List' to enter the event page and vote for me, helping me squeeze into the top ten to attend the God of Fun's meeting!

Otherwise I won't be able to meet Su Yi Da, and the plot will have bugs! (Cross this out)

Thank you all for your support. If I advance successfully, I will perform a big one at the meeting!

【Deception】 is above, I will do what I say!"

(Bow!)

Cough cough, author time:

Top ten at the end of the month, extra update!

Bow again! ===== CHAPTER 521 =====