Mystical Journey

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"The light of the world comes from far away, the light of the sun is like the moon, O Dream, when will you return to my heart… The sky is no longer blue, the clouds are like grey granite…"

The melody of a stage piano wafted over from the performer nearby.

Garen stood in front of the window, dressed in white casual clothes, playing with a pebble that looked like red jade in his hand.

This was the First Princess’ vacation palace, the room he was in had rows of black bookshelves, a soft medium-sized bed, and a short coffee table to greet guests. It felt like a bedroom, a study, and even more like a living room.

The room was very large, and there was a black stage piano with gold etchings at the empty space on the right, it was an instrument like a piano. The performer was a pretty, cute young blonde girl, her long curly hair falling over her shoulder, singing softly but emotionally.

Her singing reverberated through the room together with the sound of the piano, the volume was just right, not too loud nor too soft, as though someone was whispering by your ear gently, her voice reaching the very depths of your heart.

Garen leaned on the window, looking outside from within.

It was the third floor, and beneath him, there was a small open-air courtyard between the buildings, where several girls with nice bodies were fighting over the swings, their cheerful laughter reaching him continuously.

He had already been waiting here for some time, but the First Princess just happened to be bathing right now, so she couldn’t come for now.

After an unknown period of time, the red sunlight outside was already shining on the floor, slanting more and more.

Garen did not feel impatient at all, even the girl’s forehead began to sweat after she played for a while, so she got up, bowed slightly at Garen, and then left on her own.

After that, a girl in a white dress with a waist-belt walked in, she was holding a small violin, and after bowing respectfully at Garen, she began to perform without a word.

The pure music of the violin was like the soft chirping of insects, soft and gentle, sometimes there and sometimes not.

Psst!!!

All of a sudden, the sound of the violin explosively grew higher, giving the listener a feeling of panic, instantly hurried, it was a performance like a storm, the girl’s hand quickly sliding, trembling.

The sound of the violin was like a thunderstorm, the rain cascading down, until even Garen’s heart gave a little jolt, this change from gentle and soft to extreme explosiveness was too sudden, until even he was somewhat dazed and late to respond.

Just then, a pair of small hands covered his eyes from behind.

"Guess who?"

A woman’s voice, purposely suppressed, came from behind him, and at the same time two soft mounds pressed against his back lightly. The faint fragrance of a woman’s body entered Garen’s nostrils.

"Your Highness, stop playing."

Garen wasn’t surprised in the slightest, taking one step forward expressionlessly and then turning around.

As expected, the First Princess was behind him, dressed in a white-gold skintight dress, she pouted slightly, as though blaming Garen for not understanding the atmosphere.

She wore a skintight dress, perfectly showing off the curves of her chest and waist, while the hem of the skirt at the bottom was like that of a cheongsam, with a long slit all the way up to the roots of her thighs, so that all it took was a soft flip for everything to be revealed.

Garen didn’t want to get too close to her. The First Princess had used her own body to seduce and control too many strong fighters. Even though his body made him unafraid of regular poisons, and was even resistant to particularly powerful poisons, but it was still his basic principle to avoid whatever he could.

"Liv knows, I have no right to hope that I could get too close to you. But do you know, milord? In this deep palace, whenever I feel unbearably lonely, Liv will always think of you, Palace Master, you are the only man who truly has no desire towards Liv’s body." The First Princess walked up to the window with an expression of wistfulness, and looked down as well, but her gaze was slightly lost.

"You are the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon, so powerful that you are terrifying, you are immune to all poisons, and your reputation is enough to scare away countless villains. Could you still be afraid of a weak little woman like me? Why is it so hard for me to even get a little closer to you?" The First Princess’ eyes gradually filled with tears.

Garen’s expression was calm as he continued to play with that red jade pebble in his hand, his gaze staring straight at the First Princess, as though admiring a mild show.

A succubus like this would always say every line and make everyone think she was divulging her true thoughts to them, this sort of honesty mixed together with aggravation, as well as her naturally wonderful body, would be enough to ignite a certain desire in her listener. All together, it was the most intensely wonderful poisonous wine, with both temptation and danger.

Although Garen was confident that he wouldn’t be controlled by her, but he didn’t need to take a risk just for his own bodily impulses, that was not worth it at all. Especially after last time, when he just had a meal with the First Princess and was already drugged, this experience made him completely disinterested.

By then the sound of the violin had slowly grown softer as well, gentle and tender like a woman’s sighs, especially teasing for the imagination.

The tears in the First Princess’ eyes finally fell, her eyes reddened, and she took out a white handkerchief to wipe away her tears lightly.

"How unsightly of me."

"It’s fine." Garen said calmly, "To be honest, I envy those who can cry. Because I myself find it so hard to accomplish."

"True." The First Princess recovered some of her previous mischief. "Someone said that tears are the exclusive right of the weak, huh." She smiled slightly. Clapping her little hands, the performer immediately pulled back her violin bow, bowed once, turned around and left.

"Alright, all that aside, let us talk about the serious matters." The First Princess’ face finally grew serious.

She walked to the right of the piano, and sat down on a high stool, crossing her beautiful legs, putting one on top of the other, so the mysterious place between her legs peeped in and out of view.

"Oh my, after crying out loud, I sure feel a lot lighter~~" She threw her head back, and really stretched her body.

This pose could make any male with desires itch, ninety percent of men would probably give in and take advantage of when she couldn’t see them to peek at the scenery between her legs.

When others weren’t paying attention, people would always let go of their wariness, and reveal their basest selves.

Unfortunately, Garen sat calmly opposite her, one hand placed on the armrest and the other massaging his temple, as though he was meditating.

"Tell me, what are your conditions? I need to get Caeserton’s forgery." He stated his aim calmly, without any hiding.

The suggestive atmosphere in the room vanished without a trace.

The First Princess returned to her previous graceful sitting position, finally a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Fine, fine… Looks like in your eyes, I can’t even compare to a forgery…"

Seeing that Garen wasn’t moved in the slightest, she stopped beating around the bush.

"Caeserton’s forgery, we call it the Flash Screen." She arranged her thoughts, "First, let me tell you its pros and cons."

After clearing her throat, she said with a straight face.

"The Flash Screen can release a hemispherical invisible barrier in an instant, blocking all attacks with enemy intent. Be it Totem Light or regular material attacks. The defense level depends on the power of the user. It’s just that the screen can only last for a split second, about two seconds, and then it would disappear automatically. Although this screen only lasts for a short while, but…"

She paused.

"But, it has a very important ability. That is, it can form explosive crystals."

"Explosive crystals?" Garen touched his chin, there wasn’t such a function in the information he had about this forgery.

"That’s right, the explosive crystals are formed by absorbing the opponent’s Totem Light attack. Any attacks that go through the Flash Screen and don’t destroy the screen face-on, would have part of their Totem Light absorbed. When there is enough of this absorbed Totem Light, it will form a powerful explosive crystal. You can throw it as an explosive, it should be very powerful." The First Princess explained.

"Should be? You guys never tried it before?" Garen was slightly surprised.

"Naturally we did, but the Flash Screen that we activated could only block a Form Four attack at the most, any higher and it would fail." The First Princess said helplessly, "The Flash Screen may seem strong, and its effect seems great as well, so that it can attack and defend, but don’t forget the most important part."

"The most important part? Is it the energy source required?" Garen furrowed his brows slightly.

"That’s right… Grand Duke Benoc commented on this Heirloom before: its very powerful, but too bad it can’t be used." The First Princess sighed, "Otherwise why would I be willing to give it away?"

"Give it away?" This was the second time Garen got taken off guard, but he quickly recovered. "The energy source required is life energy, isn’t it?"

The First Princess nodded, "After a Form Two totem user tried to use it, all his life energy was sucked away."

"No wonder you want to give it to me." Garen understood. "Other than me, no one else would dare to use it. Alright, tell me, what conditions do you have?" He didn’t think that this succubus would give him a treasure for nothing.

The First Princess looked at Garen wistfully.

"Am I really such a calculative merchant of a woman to you?"

Garen was unmoved, and just stared at her calmly.

"Alright, alright…" The First Princess stood up, pressed one hand on her chest, and lightly pulled out a white-gold necklace out from between her breasts.

"This is the Flash Screen."

She pulled down the white-gold necklace, there was a lightning bolt-shaped pendant on the end of the necklace, its surface was a pale blue silver color, and there was a circle of tiny vine engravings around it.

"I only have one condition." She said softly, and suddenly stuffed the necklace back into her cleavage again. "If you want it, you reach your hand in here to take it."

The pendant sank into her cleavage in an instant, and disappeared immediately.

Garen was speechless. To think he would do something like this.

"Do you dare?" The First Princess snorted lightly, and stuck out her chest, her expression sardonic as she looked at Garen. "The great Black Swamp Palace Master would actually fear a normal weak girl, I plan to properly broadcast this fact, y’know."

Garen fell silent, stood up slowly. Walked up to the First Princess.

The other person raised her face mischievously, and looked at him with a challenge in her eyes.

Garen smiled slightly, reached out his right hand, and flicked his fingers.

Psst!

A gust of invisible air shot out, and hit the area between the First Princess’ breasts.

Instantly, that necklace bounced out from her cleavage, and landed firmly in Garen’s palm.

Smack.

The white-gold necklace still had the First Princess’ body fragrance and warmth.