The Greatest Warrior of All Time Returns

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Chapter 102

Revealing this must mean there's no longer any need to cling to that position.

"Go ahead."

"Although I became His Highness the Prince’s bodyguard to make contact with the royal family, having served him for so long, I can say with certainty... he is absolutely not that kind of person. Prince Dorn is warmer and more compassionate than any member of the royal family."

Her face was full of conviction.

"I’m not sure what’s going on, but she’s right. I’ve personally seen that Prince Dorn is that kind of person. But… who the heck is she?"

Melissa asked warily, looking at Meryl.

I calmly revealed the truth.

"The Moon Watchers."

"The Moon... what?"

Melissa widened her eyes and looked at her.

"That group of killers?"

"No! We are not a bloodthirsty group!"

"Then what are you? Do you know how many people have died by your group’s hands? If you say that’s a lie, I’ll apologize."

"That’s…"

"So, it’s not a lie."

Meryl, at a loss for words, lowered her gaze.

"Alright, fine. Let’s get back to the topic."

Luna is safe.

Melissa is secured.

That puts my mind somewhat at ease.

"Hah... What I’m saying is that there’s no way the prince could have committed such acts. Besides, as a branch prince, there’s no way he could access classified information so secretive that even the count’s family wouldn’t know about it."

She seemed to believe it firmly.

But what can I say?

Crackle... crackle...

I saw one of my connections reacting violently and smirked coldly.

"Talk about bad timing."

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"The Death Knight I stationed near your friend."

At my chilly tone, her eyes widened.

"It just got half-destroyed."

To be able to damage a Death Knight that’s nearly master-level so quickly?

The opponent is at least master-level or higher.

An overwhelmingly powerful one at that.

* * *

Unlike Leon, who dashed all around the foggy maze, Luna felt an odd sense of déjà vu the moment the realm unfolded.

Leon could protect himself, so she wasn’t too worried, but her intuition told her this feeling couldn’t be ignored.

Despite entering the safe zone, she went back out to investigate.

However, since there wasn’t much to gain, she eventually gave up and returned to the safe zone.

The surroundings were silent.

Though many people were gathered in the large building that served as the safe zone, no one spoke.

Among them was Lady Lilia Berner, the daughter of Count Berner, whom she spotted here in the safe zone.

However, Lilia was unconscious, collapsed on the floor without strength.

And standing alone at the center of the fallen was a man.

A handsome man with a gentle impression.

On his clothes was a brooch bearing the imperial emblem.

At this point, it was impossible not to know who he was.

Dorn Lu Pascalia.

A man praised as kind and virtuous.

But looking at the current scene—judging from this disaster—one couldn’t help but question whether that praise was true.

"Ah."

At his feet lay Leon’s Death Knight, its chest plate caved in at several spots, completely incapacitated.

Even if Leon’s Death Knight hadn’t fully awakened its strength, it was still near master-level.

To disable it this quickly would require something with a significant advantage in compatibility.

Luna quietly raised her head to look above him.

A fiery red halo was hovering over his head.

Ah, it’s because of that.

Even though Luna’s halo was hidden above her head, just seeing it was enough to feel its immense power.

Similarly, the halo she saw over him was clearly granting him tremendous strength.

Perhaps due to that, an indescribable intangible force pressed down on everything around him.

Anyone with slightly lower resistance would lose consciousness on the spot.

Only then did Luna realize the identity of her déjà vu and didn’t bother to hide her disgust.

"You’ve got something revolting."

"Hmm? There’s still someone conscious. Fascinating. Most people can’t endure this."

"Prince Dorn, was this your doing?"

"Oh, you know who I am?"

"Can’t help but know, looking at that brooch."

"Hmmm. I thought you couldn’t see since you had your eyes closed."

He spoke calmly and shook the blood off his sword.

Since Death Knights don’t bleed, that blood must belong to someone else.

Turning her gaze, Luna spotted others who had suffered severe injuries, beyond those who had merely fainted.

Swish!

Luna instinctively moved her hand to heal their wounds.

"Hmm? What an intriguing power. I thought I made healing impossible."

"Why did you do this?"

"Why, you ask? Well, of course..."

He smiled softly.

"Does a prince need a reason to become emperor?"

At the same time, a terrifying chill crept into his smile.

To these people, it was as if they had been stabbed in the back without warning.

The one who had saved them and led them to the safe zone turned out to be the true culprit of all this, the one who had lured them into a trap.

From Luna’s perspective, though, it was easy to tell at first glance whether Dorn Lu Pascalia was truly a good person or not.

After all, her current vision—seen through closed eyes—differed from regular sight.

Yet this was her first time meeting Dorn face-to-face.

The Dorn Lu Pascalia she saw had a deep darkness within, no matter his outward appearance.

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If she had met him earlier, could she have stopped this before it happened?

No.

She shook her head.

Everyone carries darkness within.

She knew too well that just because someone harbored darkness didn’t automatically make them evil.

“My mind has changed.”

Prince Dorn, who had been silently observing the fallen, spoke to her.

“Your power is quite remarkable. Honestly, I’m surprised. How should I put it? It feels like a force of extreme healing. It’s different from ordinary divine power.”

“At the very least, mass murder was not one of the conditions for becoming an emperor.”

There was one person in this territory whose eyes would turn bloodshot the moment the Death Knight was shattered.

Leon was probably already searching for this place.

But with Leon’s current power, it wouldn’t be easy to locate them without disturbing the mist maze.

If the mist maze itself was disturbed, everyone here could end up as dimensionless wanderers.

“What do you think someone lacking justification needs to achieve victory?”

He smiled softly.

“Overwhelming power. A position of strength that no one can challenge. There may be many rules on this continent, but the logic of power never disappears.”

He began to walk.

Then, as if it were second nature, he gestured at the air.

A crimson light with strange patterns rippled in the air, and a hidden opening to another space began to appear.

This power didn’t belong to him or the mist maze.

It came from the strange halo hovering above his head.

The interior resembled a completely different cavern, with energy from the mist maze condensed into something akin to a dragon vein.

A turbulent, unknown energy flowed across the ceiling of the space.

He intended to control this space to absorb all the power from the mist maze.

And along with it, the life force of those caught in the process.

The potential casualties would be unimaginable.

“This halo devours and condenses power, making me stronger. The accumulated energy of this rampant mist over the years will grant me great power.”

“That halo wasn’t originally meant for such a purpose.”

Dorn gestured.

A strange force gathered around him, pulling Luna toward him as if gripping her arm.

“Objects are meant to be used as one sees fit.”

“Do you think you’ll achieve your goal?”

“Hmm… I don’t think there’s any way I can’t handle this much power.”

Luna had meant something else with her question.

“Ah, are you talking about that wraith’s master? Leon Cascadia. I’ve heard rumors about him.”

He smiled faintly.

“Though, the rumors seem a bit exaggerated. To be honest… I was a little disappointed.”

He dragged her into the rift without waiting for more conversation.

“I have a proposal. What do you say to joining me? I’ll promise you immense wealth.”

“I refuse.”

“Hmm. How about the position of empress? I dare say I don’t look half bad.”

Luna’s eyes narrowed slightly at his ridiculous suggestion.

“After knocking your bride-to-be unconscious, that’s the best you can offer?”

“Lady Lilia… yes, we were supposed to be married. She’s quite fond of me, you know.”

“A person like that…”

“But that’s just her feelings. It’s not my decision, is it? I’m sorry, but her personality doesn’t align with mine.”

As he said that, a clanking sound came from someone walking in.

It was one of Lady Lilia’s escort knights, who had previously fallen, bleeding.

Thanks to Luna’s healing, he had regained consciousness and now aimed his sword at Prince Dorn with a face full of rage.

“Dorn Lu Pascalia!!!”

“Oh my, you’re awake. I didn’t think you’d regain consciousness so soon.”

Despite swaying on his feet, the knight released every ounce of his aura and pointed his sword.

“How dare you… How dare you mock the lady! She truly loved and followed you!!”

“Haha. And yet, I’m still a prince.”@@novelbin@@

The moment the knight charged without hesitation—

He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Slash!

Crimson blood sprayed everywhere as the knight’s body collapsed instantly.

“It would be best to keep things quiet, or others may wake.”

“Ugh… cough…”

His speed had been so great that it was impossible to tell when the strike had landed.

His strength had grown far beyond expectation.

It wasn’t his own power but a result of the halo.

Without hesitation, Luna waved her hand and began healing the fallen knight.

Shhhhh...

Multicolored light streamed out, healing the knight’s body.

“Hmm… no matter how many times I see it, it’s astonishing. You can even save someone who was practically dead.”

“You should stop. You’re not fit to wield that power.”

“Haha. I made a contract with this halo a long time ago.”

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