The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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"Of course you would say that."

Eric snorted. Ever since that guy licked Helena's blood, he seemed to have harbored a great deal of resentment towards Helena.

"Um……"

Helena gave an awkward laugh.

"Miss Eric, if we untie you, where would you like to go?"

Seeing the growing tension between Helena and Eric, Leon changed the subject.

"I'm not going anywhere. I was just planning to find a place to hide anyway. Although you guys are annoying, I've found it quite safe to be with you."

Eric answered.

Hehehe, although he didn't know what Eric was planning, Leon knew that she wanted to stay, but given her arrogant personality, it was not easy for her to say it directly.

"Alright then, Miss Eric will have to make do."

Leon stepped forward to untie her ribbon, but because the way the ribbon was tied was rather... well, it was inevitable that they would bump into each other.

"OK……"

When Leon touched Erico's slender waist, she instinctively trembled.

Oh, is it really that sensitive?

Leon thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."

"Don't touch me!"

Eric roared in anger.

"Leon, let me do it."

Helena suddenly stepped forward, her gaze towards Leon carrying a hint of melancholy.

"Well, okay."

Leon felt a jolt in his heart, and quickly became relaxed.

Helena had never seen such a strange knot before, and after struggling for a while, she finally managed to untie it for Eric.

After being freed from the restraints, Eric looked at the red marks left on his wrists and neck, his fair skin, and suddenly had the illusion that being bound was more comfortable.

After being tossed around by Leon, it seemed that some strange attribute within him had awakened.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Erik's Identity

Inside the cabin in Avery, the snowy capital.

"Was it disrupted?"

Avery sat cross-legged on the cushion, facing the charcoal fire.

"We failed to capture her. We could have extracted her life force, but then Naden suddenly appeared with a stupid dragon."

Harry replied.

"Naiden, I understand."

Avery showed no change in emotion.

"Avery, what exactly is the origin of that dragon that has been trapped in the world of the book for seven thousand years?"

Harry asked the question that had been puzzling him.

in fact,

It was Avery who sent him to help Leon.

It was also Avery who told him how to determine the correct direction to the island.

Finally, he was told that when he got there he would find a book, but he should not go inside the book. Instead, he should wait outside for the arrival of the Orc Crane King, and then wait for him to catch a blonde girl, who was also named Avery.

Avery is a master diviner. Although he is only in his sixties, he can see many unknown secrets and has the ability to avoid the backlash of divine retribution for revealing heavenly secrets to a great extent.

This is also what Harry envies the most. Although he, as an Obsidian-level being, can also peek into the secrets hidden in the starry sky, in time, in history, in the heart, etc., all of these will incur divine punishment. He can only restrain his desires and only look at some superficial things. If he looks at the deeper levels or even one more glance, he may die suddenly due to divine punishment at any time.

Ultimately, it comes down to not having enough status or position!

If Avery were to ascend to the angelic realm, what a terrifying existence that would be! The gods would probably have to add even more locks to their own systems to prevent their secrets from being discovered.

But becoming an angel isn't that easy.

"Avery!"

Seeing that Avery did not answer for a long time, Harry waved his hand in front of Avery's eyes.

"Erico, she's a walking opportunity."

After a slight pause, Avery replied.

"A great opportunity that moves? You mean the immense good fortune sealed within her body that is refined? That is indeed a tremendous fortune. If it falls into the hands of someone else, everything will go smoothly for them, and they will surely become a regional overlord."

"But among humans, only alchemists at the king level or above can extract this kind of thing, or like the crane people, they have the innate ability to manipulate luck. But once the luck is extracted, the container that holds the luck, that is, Erik, will die."

Harry kept rambling on, "The dragons probably want to take her back to take away the good fortune stored in her body. And the reason she doesn't want to go back with the dragons is probably because she knows she'll die if she goes back, right?"

"No, she may not die."

Avery said meaningfully, "There is another way to take away her luck, but it takes a long time to absorb it. It can't be done all at once like extracting and implanting it into a new host. On the contrary, that way, the transfer of luck can be more natural and avoid the corresponding backlash."

"what do you mean?"

Hari's expression turned slightly strange.

"Erico is actually the Dragon Queen prepared for the Dragon Emperor seven thousand years later. The fortune she possesses is not simply good luck, but the national fortune of the Byrontin Empire, the largest empire in human history, at the end of the era of Berliss seven thousand years ago."

Aifuli spoke without changing his expression, and after saying these words, his body began to wither and shrink rapidly.

This was divine retribution for revealing heavenly secrets. As a high-level diviner himself, Harry was not surprised. On the contrary, he listened even more attentively, because the fact that Avery suffered such a powerful backlash meant that what he said was an extraordinary secret.

"That's all I can tell you. Knowing more won't do you any good. I'm telling you this because I need you to do something for me."

"Avery said quickly."

"what's up?"

Harry was puzzled.

"I have three pouches in my pocket. Knowing me as you do, I think you know which one to open at what time."

After leaving those words, Avery seemed to have completely given up against some force. In an instant, he slumped down, his body shrank, his skin cracked and dried like bacon, and he became a mummy.

Harry wasn't surprised by this. He reached for the wine cup in front of the mummified corpse, then picked up the wine pot burning on the charcoal fire, poured himself a cup of hot wine, and began to ponder as he sipped it.

After a while, Harry finished his drink and stopped thinking, standing up from the cushion.

He walked to the mummified corpse and took out three identical brocade pouches from the pocket of the black vest lining the corpse.

"Tsk, they actually like playing these fancy games."

Harry gave a bitter smile, then stuffed the brocade pouch into his vest pocket.

"Avery, Avery, once a diviner enters the mortal realm, he becomes entangled in the karma of all living beings. He will either perish or ascend to the heavens. Can't you live a little easier like me?"

Harry chuckled self-deprecatingly, casually took the only remaining top hat from the coat rack by the door, put it on his head, and pushed open the wooden door.

A creaking sound rang out as the swirling snow swept into the house.

"Anyway, good luck, my dear brother."

Harry looked at the snow falling all around him and murmured to himself as he gazed at the vast, distant sky.

Then, he snapped his fingers, and the mummified corpse sitting by the charcoal fire behind him was instantly ignited, turning into a paper figure the size of a palm. The paper figure was burned to ashes by the raging fire and swept into the dust by the cold wind blowing into the room.

At the same time, the charcoal fire went out.

The creaking sound came again, and the wooden door was closed.

Along the trade route from the Yiling Mountains to the Yiling Grasslands, a long caravan of several thousand people traveled swiftly through the wind and snow.

Inside a sleigh in the caravan, a blonde girl, wrapped tightly in a quilt and sitting in a corner, looked at Avery, who sat beside her with a kind expression.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

The girl blinked her cute big eyes and asked, looking confused.

"Go to the most prosperous city in the world, the capital of all cities - Guberland."

Avery replied.

"Guberlan? Senior Leon's hometown?"

After thinking for a moment, the girl said.

"That place is also my hometown."

Avery smiled and then sighed meaningfully.

"Senior Leon said that Guberlan is very big, with very tall buildings and lots of delicious food and fun things to do!"

Clearly, the girl was innocent and naive; she was completely oblivious to Avery's sorrow and only cared about what good food and fun things she would have once she got there.

"You, if only you were half as smart as your senior Leon..."

Avery was disappointed in him.

"Ugh, teacher, you're so mean! I don't want to talk to you anymore, you old geezer! You're calling me stupid again! I'm clearly so smart!"

The girl, unconvinced, turned her face away in a huff and ignored Avery.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Be My Girlfriend

The Arctic Ocean is far too dangerous, as dragons could appear at any time.

Therefore, Leon and the others returned to the Snow City.

In the past few days, Helena has imparted all the relevant knowledge of the Demon Blade Master to Leon.

Now, Leon has two options.

One is a demigod who ascends through the path of the Demon Blade Master, and the other is a demigod who ascends through the path of the Mage.

Too many people are becoming mages, and the mage path is the profession with the most angels. Leon has watched the anime and knows that the advancement rules in this world are limited by the availability of spiritual energy, so it's impossible for angels to be everywhere among humans like in the early "Human-Dragon Revolutionary War".

At that time, humans did not have a guardian deity, while the dragon race had a powerful dragon god.

However, the Dragon God was eventually defeated by all the angels from other races who joined forces.

However, "killing" here does not mean "completely killing," because gods cannot be truly dead. Given the right opportunity, they can regain their power and be resurrected.

How many angels were there in the Demon Blade Master class back then?

I'm not sure about Leon, but he's definitely less numerous than a mage.

The fewer angels a profession has, the easier it is to climb the ranks, because it means there are no big shots monopolizing promotion resources.

To advance to the Diamond rank of a Demon Blade Master, one needs to concoct a soothing potion and comprehend something called "Intent".

This is similar to how a knight must establish a firm belief to advance to the Diamond rank; a knight is a warrior who fights for his beliefs.

As for this "meaning," Leon's understanding is probably that it refers to intention, perhaps similar to a knight's faith.

The ingredients for the soothing potion weren't actually that hard to find, since the empire's treasury contained all sorts of magical items, including various medicinal herbs. As a second-generation nobleman, Leon figured he only needed to be a useless freeloader.

Sigh, even as someone who's always been part of a fulfilling life, I was completely oblivious to it all today!

Since Helena and the others were all girls, and Maisie's cottage in the Snow City was really not spacious enough, Leon stayed at the inn alone.

The snow in the snow capital is always falling continuously.

Leon walked through the streets of the snowy capital. It was very cold, but he felt like he was crazy for wanting to wander around the streets a little longer.

Because Helena was by his side, walking alongside him.

Helena simply tied her cascading long hair into a bun, wore a light pink cotton coat, and a white checkered scarf around her neck. Even though she was wearing wide-legged women's trousers, they couldn't hide her cartoonishly long legs.

Helena is the kind of girl who gets prettier as she grows up; she had a slow start but a great finish. According to her, she wasn't particularly outstanding in appearance when she was in school.

Sure enough, girls change a lot as they grow up.

However, she seemed never to realize that she was now a stunning beauty who outshone all others.