Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 818- Shameless Till The End—Alstin (2)

Looking at him, no one would say that he was the first prince of the kingdom.

"No, no... you are lying. There is no way I can lose. I am the only worthy king of this kingdom, I am the only one destined to rule this land" Alstin rambled, slowly backing down.

Finally, when he was in the vicinity of his subordinates, his body stopped shaking and his expression changed from that of a helpless pitiable person to a murderous ugly killer.

"All of you, she is right there. Quickly kill her, make sure you cut her into pieces" Poiting at Cynthia, he ordered.

Looking at that sight of her brother, Cynthia could only sigh. There was no pity in those eyes of hers, instead after this it became even more resolved and firm. Extending her hand, five magical attributes materialised in the centre of her palm.

Seeing Cynthia prepare for an attack, Alstin grew even more panicked. He hurriedly shouted out orders; however, no matter how many times he shouted, nobody from his side moved nor did they unsheathe their weapons to prepare for an attack.

Confused by their unexpected disobedience, he turned his head to question them.

"What are you doing? I said attack her, kill her for me".

Nonetheless, the soldiers did not move. It was not only Alstin who was surprised by their disobedience, the adventurers on Cynthia's side were the same. They were expecting a fierce fight between both their sides to break out.

However, from the look of things, the situation seemed different. While the adventurers from Cynthia's side looked at the situation with perplexion, things took an even more confusing turn.

Seeing that that his own forces weren't obeying his command and his sister almost finishing her attack, Alstin turned around to flee.

"HIEEEK!!" Giving a yell that was very much unlike a royalty, he tucked tail and fled. However, just as he took a few steps, a sharp ringing noise like that of something piercing through the air sounded beside his air and a sword light could be seen passing through his left ankle.

The next moment, before he knew it, he lost his balance and fell forward.

"Ah... Ahhhhh!!" What came next was stinging pain and blood that gushed out without stopping.

Alstin lurched in pain, screaming and crawling as he looked at his assailant who still had his sword out. The one who cut off his leg, the one to attack him was none other than his own guards.

"Why?!!" He questioned, blood trickling down his mouth.

The guard did not answer him and simply retracted his weapon back. Thereafter, in front of the stunned eyes of everyone, the guard's figure started distorting and deforming into a completely different appearance.

It was not only that guard, all the other guards around him, did the same. Soon, they changed into an appearance that could only be described as such...

That she was his family? How can he use her as a political tool to proceed his own schemes? The person in front of him did all that he could in his power to make her life miserable. This person was no brother of hers.

"Goodbye Alstin" Without extending things any further, Cynthia extended her hand and willed her magic forward.

The [Quintessence Elemental Unity] that carried the power of five basic elements, rushed forward and crashed onto Alstin. Immediately, his body flashed with multiple lights and disappeared into nothing in front of the startled eyes of everyone.

Cynthia stood there in a moment of silence before turning her eyes away.

"Let's go".

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Around the same time, Dungeon Laplace— Forest Spring Spirit Floor. Simon was standing in front of a large tree with snow white leaves that stretched from the branches and dropped down all the way to the ground.

The tree resembled a willow tree very much no matter how you looked at it. However, make no mistake, this tree was no ordinary willow tree but instead the infant spirit tree. Under the care and nourishment of Cecilia, the infant Spirit Tree had grown into a juvenile tree surprisingly fast.

Not only had it grown many times bigger, standing at over fifty meters tall, but it was also starting to show some of its extraordinary abilities.

Although being a demon Simon was unable to feel the presence of pure spirits, he could still feel the disturbance in mana caused by their presence. That's right, the spirit tree standing true to its name, was starting to attract spirits to it.

However, unlike the Forest Spring Spirits or Annette who was a superior spirit, the spirits attracted around the spirit tree were pure spirits. That is to say, they do not possess any intelligence and are too young to assume any form.

The spirit tree along with the Forest Spring Village and many others was no doubt a marvelling spectacle on this floor. That said, Simon was here for a different reason.

"Hmm... although I placed it just like I was told by Cecilia, I don't think there was any great changes" he muttered to himself as he stared ahead.

Placed at the base of the tree where its roots dung into the ground, was a golden oval object the size of a football releasing bright golden energy. The object was marked with complex ancient markings and runes and was none other than an egg.

However, it was no simple egg as Simon could feel the disturbance in mana the greatest there. Well, even without needing the spirits to tell him personally, he knew that the egg was special since it came out of the [????????] option of his.

Around a month, just after Annette and the others left to carry out their mission of helping Cynthia, Laplace produced another emblem. With the addition of that one, Simon had four emblems sitting on his inventory.

As such, he decided to use the mysterious abyss option of his menu in hopes of pulling another one of the twelve heroes to his side. Needless to say, his hopes weren't answered as the thing that came out was a bizarre egg.

Standing true to its mysterious nature, the option gave him another oddball this time. The last time too he got Elemental Constructs which were now sitting on different floors of his dungeon, affecting the environment of that floor.