Even though Dean Bruce had previously acquired teleportation items, having more life-saving tools was always better.
In the face of a powerful opponent, another teleportation item would only enhance his chances of survival.
Taking a deep breath, Dean Bruce cald his excitent and continued reviewing the attributes of the remaining items.
[Healing Spring (Special Item): When given to a target to drink, as long as their body remains intact, it will trigger. The spring heals all wounds and diseases, replenishing the target's life force. Note: This item cannot be used on those killed by magic. It has three uses in total.]
[Random Magic Insight Scroll (Special Item): Upon use, the user randomly gains insight into a spell with the following probabilities: 90% chance for a basic spell, 9% chance for an advanced spell, 0.9% chance for a high-level spell, and 0.1% chance for an Ultra-High-Level spell.]
[Soul Blood Nail (S-Rank Item): Once embedded into a target's body, as long as their magic power does not exceed the user's by more than tenfold, the user can control the target's soul for 300 seconds. It can be used multiple tis, but the nail must be retrieved after each use. If lost, it cannot be used again.]
[Secret Training Space (Special Item): Upon activation, the user and a specific target can be transported to a secret training space. In this space, ti flows at 1% of the normal speed—100 days inside the space equals just one day in the outside world.
Magic power gathers 20% faster in this space. It has unlimited uses, but there must be a 30-day interval between uses unless 1,000 Supre Mage points are consud for imdiate reuse.]
"!!!"
These four items were ga-changing, and Dean Bruce could barely contain his excitent. He nearly let his emotions slip.
As for the Decoy Scarecrow and Blank Spellbook, their effects weren't as impressive, so Dean Bruce quickly stored them in the system's space without much thought.
Wasting no ti, Dean Bruce imdiately used the Random Magic Insight Scroll.
With the Pur-cloud Imperial Capital's palace looming ahead, boosting his strength was a top priority!
Ding!
"System Notification: Congratulations! You've successfully used the Random Magic Insight Scroll and learned the high-level spell—Domain of Exorcism!"
Seeing this notification, Dean Bruce sighed slightly. His luck hadn't been strong enough to get an Ultra-High-Level spell, but with only a 0.9% chance for a high-level spell, learning one was still a decent outco.
With everything in order, Dean Bruce composed himself. They were still traveling to the palace, and there was so distance left to cover. He wasn't worried. Instead, he focused his mind on fully understanding the specific effects of the Domain of Exorcism spell.
The effect of the Domain of Exorcism was quite straightforward: it condensed magical energy to form a spiritual domain, suppressing and draining the power of any malevolent energy, demonic forces, or spirits within its bounds.
Beyond that, it didn't have any additional abilities.
This left Dean Bruce feeling a bit resigned. It seed like the high-level spells he had been teaching others were actually stronger than the native high-level spells of this world.
Once Dean Bruce had a good grasp of the Domain of Exorcism, the group finally arrived at the palace.
With the royal advisor leading the way, along with the Second and Third Princes, there were no obstacles. The soldiers allowed Dean Bruce and his companions to pass without question, and they made their way to Prani Joy's chamber without delay.
Cough, cough!
As soon as they entered the room, they were greeted by the sound of loud, raspy coughing. All eyes turned toward the bed, where King Prani Joy lay curled up like a shrimp, his body trembling violently with each cough.
"Father! How… how did you end up like this?!"
Apollon Joy's eyes widened in disbelief, stunned at the sight of his once-mighty father, who just a month ago had been so vigorous, now reduced to this frail state.
Miranda Joy struggled against her restraints and coldly demanded, "Let go! I'm the only one who knows what dicine Father needs!"
Her words made Rulda Chel and the others exchange uncertain glances. Seeing the king's deteriorating condition, they eventually relented and released Miranda from her bindings.
Miranda rushed forward, grabbing a porcelain bottle from the bedside table. She also pulled a small vial from her cloak, pouring its contents into the bottle.
Even though Apollon Joy and the others hadn't been in contact with King Prani recently, they were suspicious of Miranda. However, they didn't dare stop her and could only watch coldly as their gazes remained fixed on the king's frail body.
After Miranda fed the mixture to Prani Joy, his violent spasms began to subside, and his body relaxed. However, his pupils dilated, and his eyes filled with fear as the light slowly faded from them.
"Your Majesty?!"
"Father!"
Cries of alarm echoed throughout the room, but Prani Joy's head lolled to one side, his eyes closing as his breathing ceased.
Miranda Joy's earlier expression of tension shifted into one of mockery. She looked at Apollon Joy and said softly, "Father is dead. In the past month, so many things have happened in the imperial capital. The Crown Prince has yet to return, and you, the Second Prince, have been colluding with foreign powers. What exactly are your intentions?"
"You…"
Apollon Joy shouted in fury, "You treacherous liar! You're accusing to cover up your own cris! You captured our brother, destroyed his soul, leaving only an empty shell! Now, in front of all of us, you've murdered our father. This is an unforgivable cri!"
Turning to Rulda Chel, Apollon Joy demanded, "Rulda, what are you waiting for? Seize this traitor and bring her to justice!"
The use of Rulda Chel's full na showed the depth of Apollon's rage, but it only made Rulda Chel and the others sigh in resignation.
Rulda Chel stepped forward toward Miranda Joy and spoke softly, "You've poisoned the forr king right in front of us. Even as a princess, you cannot escape punishnt."
"Poisoned?" Miranda Joy let out a cold laugh. "Feel free to investigate the cause of death yourself. See what really killed him."
She stepped back, calm and composed, which caused even Dean Bruce to raise an eyebrow in surprise.
He hadn't expected that even in such dire circumstances, this woman could still maintain such poise and control.
What a pity she was an enemy!
Dean Bruce thought to himself that once this ordeal was over and the Quirell family was saved, he would have to kill her. Without the enmity between them, though, she would have made a fine apprentice with such resilience and cunning.
Seeing Miranda Joy's confidence, Rulda Chel and the other protectors exchanged uncertain glances. Eventually, Rulda Chel moved forward, placing his hand gently on King Prani Joy's forehead to check for any traces of poison or other ailnts.
"Hmm?!"
After a brief mont, Rulda Chel's face shifted in shock. "There's no poison in the king's body," he exclaid. "Though he had internal injuries, they weren't fatal. It appears as though… he died from a fit of rage!"
Everyone in the room froze in disbelief.
After all, they had clearly seen Miranda Joy administer the potion, and right after that, the king had died!
Miranda Joy's voice dripped with sarcasm as she added, "You may also want to check what's inside that bottle."
Confident in his abilities, Rulda Chel showed no fear of any trickery. He picked up the porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and took a cautious sniff. His expression turned to one of astonishnt once again. "This is the Water of Life! Where did you get this?
Ever since the Elven race completely cut off contact with us humans, only the most powerful factions have had access to even a small amount of the Water of Life. For anyone else, it's nearly impossible to obtain!"
Miranda Joy nodded and said, "Would I kill my father after using such a precious resource to extend his life? As you just ntioned, the king died from a fit of rage!"
She then pointed a finger at Apollon Joy and shouted coldly, "For the past month, so many things have happened in the imperial capital, yet neither of my dear brothers returned! Yes, I want to inherit the throne, but the mysterious disappearances of those people weren't my doing!"
"The reason I kept you all trapped was to prevent you from acting prematurely and alerting the real mastermind. I've been fishing all along! Everything I've done has been for the long-term stability and prosperity of the Empire of Lane Cloud!"
"By contrast, my two brothers, who should have returned to support the kingdom, stayed away, leaving and our ailing father alone in the capital to face all these dangers!"
"And now, they've even joined forces with the mastermind. When Father woke up to see this, how could he not be heartbroken? How could he not be angry?"
"The true culprit behind Father's death is Apollon!"
Her impassioned words left Rulda Chel and the others stunned, and even Apollon Joy found himself montarily speechless, unsure of how to respond.
Dean Bruce let out a hearty laugh and said, "According to your story, I'm the mastermind then? But before I even arrived, there were already people mysteriously disappearing!"
Miranda Joy, her voice sharp, retorted, "With your abilities, hiding in the shadows until now isn't that surprising. Now that you wish to seize everything and take control of my Empire of Lane Cloud, you've finally revealed yourself! I was foolish to have once thought of you as an elder!"
"Grandmaster, look over there—that body belongs to Linda, the eldest daughter of the Quirell family, who went missing under mysterious circumstances. But she was clearly a swordswoman, and yet her body is now brimming with magic. If you let her speak, her voice will undoubtedly be that of a man!"
"This is the evidence! They are the true masterminds behind everything, and their plan is to place Apollon on the throne to control the Empire of Lane Cloud!"
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