Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 192 - 134 Void Evil God Corruption (1)

Chapter 192: Chapter 134 Void Evil God Corruption (1)

Lindberg’s heart shuddered as he clearly understood the Prince’s intentions—the woman must never appear in the Imperial City.

This was an assassination en route.

The Prince had become more distinguished, but also colder, more ruthless, and more vicious.

Lindberg sighed helplessly. The Prince had always had a terrible relationship with his mother since childhood, and no one knew why, but he absolutely loathed his own mother.

Consequently, he also loathed the Princess.

Like the Prince’s mother, Princess Antasia also came from the Royal Family of the Ice Duchy.

The Ice Duchy was located at the northernmost part of the Oville Empire, a land of frigid cold. The King of the Ice Duchy was Duke Meisfield.

A Duke could establish his own nation, that is, a Duchy. Of course, any nation established by a Duke must be a vassal state to the Oville Empire and had to offer substantial tribute each year.

This tribute was a significant burden for the Ice Duchy, as the region was nearly always blanketed with snow all year round; the food had to be imported from the Oville Empire, and with no particularly precious specialties, the financial situation in the Ice Duchy was always very tight.

However, there was one positive aspect; the Meisfield family produced exceptional women.

This was a tradition among the Oville Empire’s Royal Family; every Emperor was destined to have many Princesses, but his first Princess had to be a woman from the Meisfield family, and his first son must also be born to this woman.

Lance was the same. As the almost certain next heir to the throne of the Oville Empire, Lance had to marry a woman from the Meisfield family, namely, Princess Antasia.

Although he had only seen the Princess through a Magic Image, Lindberg was convinced that she was an exceptionally superior woman. Proud and noble as a member of the Meisfield family, she carried herself with dignified grace and elegance; her physique was statuesque and graceful, her face as beautiful as a bloom on an ice-capped mountain, and her skin as fair and delicate as snow. He believed no man, no matter how picky, could find a single flaw in Princess Antasia.

But unfortunately, no matter how outstanding the Princess was, to Lance, she was just an obstacle.

Even though, in Lindberg’s eyes, Antasia surpassed Rose Vesper in both physique and appearance, Lance was bewitched by his infatuation with Holy Daughter Rose Vesper, willing to forsake everything just to earn her favor.

Lance had even expressed pity when mentioning Antasia in the past, since they had never met or felt any emotion towards each other, and their marriage was purely for interests.

But now he had to eliminate her directly. Exactly when had the Prince’s heart become so icy?

However, Lindberg could understand Lance’s decision. After all, once Antasia entered the Imperial City, Lord Wozworth would surely arrange their marriage immediately, which would be terrible for Lance, who was utterly obsessed with marrying Holy Daughter Rose Vesper.

Because, when Lance once pursued Rose Vesper, the Holy Daughter explicitly stated she did not like her partner having many women by his side.

This indeed was a terrible situation.

If only Lord Lance could give up Rose Vesper and marry Antasia, all would be resolved.

Lindberg muttered to himself in his heart, but he could not disobey the Prince’s command. Taking a deep breath, he suppressed some bizarre ideas that surfaced in his mind, "Your Highness, I have made the arrangements."

"According to the route Princess Antasia’s group is taking, they will pass through Conrad. Of course... they will not go directly through the Demon Nest but will skirt through its edge where the journey is shorter and the risks in Conrad Demon Nest are not high. There are also military forces stationed nearby, at least on the surface, it appears very safe,"

"I’ve arranged for personnel and prepared a large number of Magic Bombs to be planted inside the Conrad Demon Nest. They will be detonated in advance as they approach that area, creating an illusion of demons breaking loose."

Magic Bombs, simply put, continuously channel Magic into a specially treated storage device; when necessary, the device is destroyed, and the massive amount of accumulated Magic inside bursts out instantaneously, creating a violent explosion with terrifying destructive power. Enough Magic Bombs can blow up the Conrad Demon Nest.

The layered prohibitions set by the High-Level Mages in the Demon Nest will be destroyed, and demons will swarm out.

"At that time, the death of Princess Antasia can be completely fabricated as having been killed by demons," Lindberg said calmly.

While the death of Princess Antasia would indeed be a regrettable loss for Lindberg, as she was an exceptionally outstanding woman, and marrying such a beautiful and elegant lady would make him ecstatic,

Of course, he must never let the Prince know of these thoughts.

Lindberg knew Lord Lance very well; despite his noble and elegant demeanor, his possessiveness was extraordinarily strong. He might not like Antasia, but if any man dared to approach her, he would definitely be punished by Lance.

Because, in Lord Lance’s eyes, as his fiancée, Antasia was his possession, and no one else could touch what belonged to him.

Even if Lance ultimately expelled Antasia to win the Holy Daughter’s heart and sent her back to the Ice Duchy, Antasia’s fate would be to remain unmarried for life, as any man who married her would face Lance’s assassination.

He might discard her, but others could not touch her.

Lance’s face bore a gentle and elegant smile; he was very satisfied with Lindberg’s arrangements, worthy indeed of being his most capable subordinate, who had never let him down.

Lindberg’s brows remained tightly furrowed, as he felt extremely uneasy.

"Your Highness, is this really appropriate? Could this not provoke Duke Meisfield..."

"No, no, no, Sir Lindberg, there is no need to worry about that seemingly dominant duke," Lord Lance said, shaking his head with a smile. "Duke Meisfield will absolutely not start a rebellion because of his daughter’s death, because they lack the resources, understand? All the food in the Ice Duchy has to be imported from the Oville Empire. If we cut off their food supply, everyone in the Ice Duchy will starve to death within a month. A duchy that can be so easily manipulated by the empire has no right to stand against it."

Lindberg also understood that Lord Lance’s words made a lot of sense. The duchy indeed lacked the means to oppose the Oville Empire; the disparity in power between them was as absurd as an egg colliding with a stone.

Yet, Lindberg didn’t know why, but a deep part of him always harbored a very bad premonition, an odd sensation that greatly oppressed him.

"Now, my dear Sir Lindberg, don’t overthink it... Look at you, your forehead is even wrinkled..." Prince Lance said as his fingertips brushed across Lindberg’s forehead.

"It breaks my heart when you worry like this..."

Hissss...

Lindberg’s body shivered as if electrocuted, feeling goosebumps all over instantly. His body sprang backward like a spring, his entire body covered in hairs standing on end, and his scalp nearly bursting, although he had always had a good relationship with the Prince, this gesture was too intimate, no matter what. He looked at Lord Lance before him with a gaze that was bizarre to the extreme, completely unexpected from Prince Lance’s sudden weird action.

Lance seemed somewhat astonished by his own intense reaction, pausing with his fingers in mid-air for a few seconds before lowering them, regaining his customary poise and elegance.

Seemingly unchanged, but as Lindberg watched, he felt something was off. There seemed to be a weird charm about the Prince, and the longer Lindberg looked, the hotter his face felt and his heartbeat inexplicably quickened.

His throat involuntarily writhed, swallowing saliva.

Just then, Lance seemed to suddenly sense something, his pupils constricting sharply. A few seconds later, his eyelids drooped, "Sir Lindberg, I feel somewhat weary and would like to rest."

Only then did Lindberg wake from his stupor, hurrying to take his leave.

After leaving Lord Lance’s palace, the cold night wind struck Lindberg’s face, and his body shuddered violently. Recalling the odd thoughts that had crossed his mind just now sent shivers down his spine. He was a perfectly normal man who liked beautiful women, not some pervert.

He quickened his step, intending to confirm his normalcy at the Fairy House.

...

After Lindberg left, inside the palace, Lance suddenly lifted his head, his handsome face inexplicably distorted. He opened his mouth wide and let out a silent wail.

It seemed as if bursts of electricity were continuously shocking Lance’s body.

His body trembled violently; he clawed at himself frenziedly, tearing his elegant clothes into shreds. Sharp, knife-like nails started appearing at his fingertips.

His skin was lacerated by his own nails, bloody and raw.

In the torn wounds, small rice-sized black scales rapidly sprouted, quickly covering his entire body, making it a spine-chilling sight to behold.

Lance’s consciousness had now connected with the mysterious Void.

Noises chaotic and maddening echoed beside his ears while his limbs began to twist unnaturally, in positions impossible for a human body to achieve. His throat started making strange creaking noises.

Fine scales covered his entire body, even his face, ears, nostrils, and eyes.

Following that, the scales began to fall off, quickly covering the floor in a thick layer.

Beneath the scales, new, delicate skin was revealed.

Lance’s facial and body curves alternated between becoming strong and resolute, as if he was the most noble and brave man.

At other times, he became gentle, as if the most elegant and sensuous woman in the world.

...

Meanwhile, back in the palace, Qin Chu, who had just finished his tender moments with Angelica, suddenly sat up in bed.

The strands of the Goddess’s hair on his wrist were releasing a burning heat!

Somewhere, a mysterious force seemed to be guiding Qin Chu as he looked out towards the starry sky.

He felt it—the Void Evil God was eroding this world.

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