Amber Sword

Chapter 1197: Chapter 302: Maelstrom VI

"It seems we have an unexpected guest! Let me think, this is like the young doe in the mountain folk tales, recklessly barging into the hunter’s trap. Miss Magdalene, you are most welcome," Marquis Youxi laughed.

The Nun Princess glared at him resentfully, her gaze still mostly on the hands of High Priest Molosi, her face revealing both surprise and apprehension, betraying the anxiety in her heart. The Marquis turned back: "Lord of Priest, how do you plan to deal with this beautiful lady?"

"You’d better not get any ideas about her. This woman’s identity is very complex and is trouble you cannot afford to provoke," Priest Moluo replied sternly.

"Ha, you must be joking, Lord of Priest," Marquis Youxi laughed heartily, "Women—I have many. Compared to those gentle and tender, soft as water women, I have always had little interest in provoking roses with thorns."

The High Priest glanced at him.

He looked up at Magdalene coldly and said, "I will send you to Wood. He will understand the cause and effect of this matter. Until this matter is resolved, he will oversee you on my behalf, Your Highness, please compose yourself."

He emphasized: "This is also for the consideration of your life safety. There will be no next time, Princess Magdalene."

"I do not need your pity, vile wretch," Magdalene responded, pale and clenching her teeth, "Using the hand of the Holy Temple to interfere in other countries’ political disputes, the revered crown of Flame King Jilte Cloud Peak will fall into the mortal realm and be tainted because of you all. After Ambeser, you will all be sinners."

Her eyes nearly spit fire.

Molosi remained expressionless. The Nun Princess’s every word was a condemnation; these words were almost the highest judgment to a devout believer, but to him, they were nothing. "With the holy war imminent, Inside Eruin is already decaying beyond salvage. If it is not self-purified with thunderous measures, countless commoners will be plunged into a sea of flames, sooner or later."

"In extraordinary times, we must use extraordinary measures; Your Highness, your views are but the naive opinions of a woman." He refuted Magdalene’s words one by one, then shifted the topic and raised the ring in his hand, "Besides, isn’t that which you care about only this? You and I are just as exposed to judgment before Martha. I don’t find myself more ashamed than you are—"

In Molosi’s hand was an ordinary noble Seal Ring, entirely cast of refined silver, its surface coated with a glow under the candlelight, carved with olive branch patterns around a fiery ruby at the center.

The insignia on the ring, with olive branches, flames and flowing wind patterns, and a new moon, was indeed the family crest of the Xifah Family.

The Nun Princess shuddered, her face turning a shade whiter.

Molosi signaled to Marquis Youxi with a glance, "Send her to Wood. If he asks, you can answer truthfully."

"That’s secondary, but I really don’t want to meet with High Priest Wood. It’s clear he doesn’t like me," Marquis Youxi replied self-deprecatingly.

Molosi said nothing, but inwardly mocked. Magdalene lowered her head, feeling even colder inside. From what they said, it seemed Priest Wood had long known everything but had yet to take a stand.

"Whether it’s Molosi or Lord of Priest, they all represent the Flame Temple, are of Kruz, but certainly not of Eruin, nor do they represent true friends, or even..."

She lowered her head blankly, not realizing Marquis Youxi had come beside her, the latter smiling softly, ready to help her up. Magdalene felt an intense revulsion, shook off his hand, and angrily said: "I can do it myself."

But unexpectedly, in the pull, with a ’ding,’ a dark item fell from Marquis Youxi’s hand to the ground.

It was a ring shaped like a snake, representing the tail-eating snake ring of the Unity of All Things.

The room fell into a slight silence.

All three inside the room simultaneously changed their expressions. Magdalene looked up, almost in disbelief, at Molosi and Marquis Youxi, her mind boiling with chaos, a whirlwind of scattered thoughts rushing in, but ultimately settling on one word:

Run!

The Nun Princess’s mind flashed like lightning, but her thoughts became clear. She immediately got up and ran.

"Catch her!" The ice-cold, emotionless voice of the High Priest came from behind, like a sharp sword piercing the Princess’s back, making her shiver and extinguishing even the last bit of hope.

They were truly in this together! How could this be!