Roland couldn't seal his soul in something.
After all, he hadn't studied soul magic too much.
However, this did not prevent him from sensing the soul hidden in this young girl's wooden sculpture.
The Third Prince had tested it for nothing. He was already afraid, but now that he heard that there was a soul in the wooden sculpture, he was even more afraid.
Looking at the wooden sculpture, Stephanie asked Roland, "The soul in the wooden sculpture shouldn't be dangerous, right?"
"I can't really …"
Stephanie immediately interrupted Roland. "It's not dangerous, is it?"
Roland understood and shrugged. "It's really harmless."
Stephanie turned to the third prince and said, "Third Prince, because the wooden sculpture is not dangerous, you can get lost now. In the future, don't trust those messy people … Also, after you go back, you're not allowed to step out of your manor for five days, and you're not allowed to talk to outsiders, especially about the woodcarving. Do you understand? "
The third prince nodded vigorously.
Stephanie waved her hand. "Then get lost."
The Third Prince immediately turned around and ran, not daring to look back.
After the Third Prince's figure disappeared into the distance, Stephanie said rather embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was rude just now."
"I understand." Roland shook his head.
Then he looked at the wooden carving on the ground, picked it up, and held it in his hand.
Stephanie asked in concern, "Aren't you afraid that the soul inside it will affect you badly?"
Roland shook his head. "The soul inside feels a little evil, but it's not strong enough to break my soul barrier."
Stephanie slightly raised her eyebrows. She felt that Roland seemed quite confident at this moment.
"But I'm still quite interested. What kind of person is this soul inside?" Roland tossed the wooden sculpture in his hand and said, "First Princess, why don't you protect me while I try to communicate with the soul in the wooden sculpture?"
In reality, the royal tomb was a relatively safe place. After all, the entrance was heavily guarded.
And even if an enemy attacked him … Roland now had a passive magic shield covering him. Even a Legend might not be able to empty his blue bar in a short time.
But even so, having someone to look after him was still more reassuring.
Stephanie nodded. "Don't worry, I'll stay by your side."
Roland smiled and focused his mind on the wooden sculpture.
A few seconds later, he entered a blue world.
Almost everything here was blue. The only difference was the shade of blue.
The part of the Third Prince's soul that had been corroded was also blue, and its aura was exactly the same as here.
"As expected, it was the soul of the wooden sculpture that corroded it?"
Roland looked around. Apart from the vast plain world, there was nothing worth mentioning here.
But it was also because of this that it gave people a sense of terror.
You are the only one in the world, and the color of the world is so strange.
After looking around, Roland suddenly said, "A guest is here. Is the master unwilling to come out?"
His voice spread to the surroundings and soon there was an echo.
But this voice was ear-piercing and unpleasant to hear. It was clearly the voice of a young girl, but there was a distorted sound of friction mixed in.
"There's a guest here. Is the host not willing to come out?"
The exact same words as what Roland had just said came wave after wave, louder and louder.
In the end, it turned into a cacophony of hundreds and thousands of voices.
The entire soul world seemed to be shaking.
Roland's figure kept shaking, twisting, and becoming unreal … as if he would disappear in the next moment.
He snorted coldly and quickly condensed a large blue fireball with a radius of at least one meter in his right hand, which he then threw into the distance.
The world flashed at first, then seemed to darken in an instant.
Finally, a bright red mushroom cloud rose, becoming the second color in this world.
The violent explosion caused a violent earthquake, and the gray-red airwaves spread around like a tsunami, sweeping up the dust and stones on the ground.
At the same time, an unpleasant scream suddenly sounded … It seemed that the fireball explosion was too painful.
The scream lasted for nearly ten seconds, and at last there were two grunts before it disappeared.
Roland laughed sinisterly, condensed another large blue fireball, and was about to throw it to the ground.
"If you don't come out, I'll give you another one."
As soon as he said that, a girl with long red hair rose from the "ground" in front of Roland.
This girl was wearing linen clothes and linen trousers, which even had patches on them. It was obvious that she came from a poor family.
After she surfaced, she stared at Roland fiercely, with anger in her eyes, but also fear.
"Finally willing to come out." Roland didn't disperse the large fireball in his hand. Instead, he threatened, "Okay, now you have to answer whatever I ask, how about that?"
"Why should I listen to you!" The girl looked quite unruly.
Roland was about to throw a large fireball.
There was a helpless look in the girl's brown eyes. Finally, she closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Okay, tell me, what do you want to ask?"
"The blue area in Third Prince Eihausen's spiritual consciousness should have been your doing, right?" Roland asked curiously. "Do you want to replace him?"
"No such thing, I just want to control him, not replace him."
"That's pretty much the same." Roland continued, "So what did you let him come to this royal tomb for?"
The girl looked at Roland resentfully and didn't speak.
Roland flicked his wrist and was about to throw another large fireball.
The girl was furious, but had to answer Roland's question sensibly. "I didn't let him come, Peter did."
"So what does Peter have to do with you?"
"He thinks he's my master," Roland said.
"Are you an evil spirit that he keeps in captivity?"
This was a very normal thought. No one but an evil spirit would have so much resentment and do such a thing.
"I'm not an evil spirit, I was just forced to do it," the girl yelled. "If I don't listen to him, I'll be tortured by him, and he might even kill me."
Roland's face was expressionless.
He knew very well that the more evil an enemy was, the more they liked to deceive and trick people.
No one knew if what the girl said was true or not, so he took it as true for the time being. But that didn't mean he wasn't on guard against her.
On the contrary, he was quite wary of this girl.
"So, what's your name?"
The girl snorted. "Lina Fareins."
"Wait, you're from the royal family?" Roland was a little surprised.
Hey! The girl didn't speak, just sneered sarcastically.
Roland didn't care about her attitude at all and continued to ask, "Why did Peter ask you to trick Eihausen into coming to the royal tomb?"
"There's something in the royal tomb that can only be picked up by someone of the royal bloodline."
Roland chuckled. "Although the Third Prince looks stupid and easily deceived, he probably wouldn't casually touch what's inside. Besides, even if he took it out, he would be discovered by the royal elites stationed here and then banned from going out. Wouldn't that be a waste of effort … Wait, the Third Prince isn't the only one of the royal bloodline. You seem to be too!"
It dawned on him that it made the connection.
Peter asked the Third Prince to enter the royal tomb to take a look, but he didn't need to do anything, but he had to carry a wooden sculpture of a young girl.
It turned out that the one who really took the thing wasn't the Third Prince at all, but Lina, who was about to become an evil spirit.
"So, what do you want to take?"
"A magic necklace." Lina looked at Roland and chuckled. "But to my surprise, even I, a member of the royal family, can't pick up this magic necklace."
Is that why the Third Prince returned empty-handed … The necklace was a small thing that could be carried close to one's body, and the average royal elite really wouldn't dare search a prince.
"So what's the use of the magic necklace?"
"Who knows, only Peter knows."
Roland considered for a moment whether he should help Stephanie see what it was.
Something that outsiders coveted so much was most likely something good.
But at this moment, Lina looked at Roland and asked, "Do you have a good relationship with our royal family?"
"Not good."
Lina's expression was a little disappointed.
Roland continued, "But he's good with Stephanie."
"She's a princess?"
"The future queen."
Lina was instantly delighted. "So you're a royal Mage?"
"Friend!"
"That works too." Lina floated up to Roland and said, "Help me get rid of Peter's control and send me to the Netherworld. I've had enough of being bound to a small wooden sculpture."
"I don't believe you." Roland smiled. "Do I have to believe you just because you say you're a member of the royal family?"
Lina panicked. "Why are you so cautious, too much."
Roland smiled and said, "I'll go out and check with Stephanie."
With that, he disappeared from this spiritual world.
Leaving Lina alone, stomping her feet hard in place.
Opening his eyes, Roland saw Stephanie standing not far from him, looking at her fingernails in boredom.
Then he stood up.
Stephanie reacted immediately, and she said with slight surprise, "You're awake, how's the situation inside?"
"I got something out of her." Roland roughly recounted the conversation just now.
Stephanie snorted. "Sure enough, it's Peter's doing. When I get back, I'm going to uproot the Peter family's power, root and soil!"
"There's no need to be so hasty, you have to be careful and verify it," Roland advised. "The woman inside may not be telling the truth."
Stephanie rubbed her brow. "There's been quite a lot of trouble lately, making me want to kill someone."
"By the way, that woman just said that she's a member of the Fareins royal family and is now just trapped by Peter." Roland thought for a moment and continued, "She said her name was Lina Fareins. Do you know her? "
Stephanie's eyes widened. "Aunt!"
"What kind of person is she?"
"Grandpa's illegitimate daughter," Stephanie explained. "Although she's not blond like us and doesn't really inherit the royal bloodline, Grandpa dotes on her and still found a way to confer the title of princess on her. It's just that after three or four years as a princess, she suddenly disappeared. It was because of this that Grandpa was stimulated and traumatized, and three years after Aunt Lina disappeared, Grandpa was gone. "
"Have you seen her?"
"I saw her when I was a child." Stephanie nodded and said, "It's a deep impression. She's quite forceful and doesn't like to admit defeat. It's because she's too self-abased since she was a child and uses arrogance and forcefulness to cover up her cowardice."
It was almost a match.
The soul in the wooden sculpture did indeed give off that feeling.
"What are you going to do next?" Roland asked. "Go bother Peter first and rescue your Googly while you're at it, or go into the royal tomb and take a look?"
"Didn't you say that the area in my soul wouldn't expand for the time being?" Stephanie laughed lightly. "Then go back and bother Peter first."
Letting the soldiers on guard close the giant bronze gate, the two of them returned to the capital in a carriage.
Then Stephanie selected a thousand royal elites and took Roland with her to surround a manor in the north of the city.
Soldiers in gray plate armor tore down the gates of the manor murderously and then rushed into the grounds.
The private soldiers in the manor rushed over, but when they saw that it was the royal guards, they immediately cowered and didn't even dare to fight. They retreated straight to the front of the manor's small building, waiting for their master's orders.
Nearly three hundred people surrounded the small building, looking with trepidation at the heavily-armored soldiers surrounding them, all frightened out of their wits.
Stephanie found a round table on the lawn, a place where afternoon tea was served in the host's home, and naturally there were chairs.
She then sat down and waited quietly.
It wasn't long before a Mage in a red cloak came down from upstairs.
His expression was rather unsightly.
Fighting back anger.
No soldiers stopped him, and instead the leading general pointed him the way, telling him that the First Princess was waiting for him.
The young man followed the soldier's guidance and saw Stephanie.
He walked right over, stopped in front of Stephanie, took a deep breath, and asked, "Your Highness, what do you mean by this? I haven't offended you, have I? "
Stephanie sat with her legs crossed, looking quite queenly.
Roland was behind her, standing in a friendly manner.
"What is this?" Stephanie threw the wooden carving on the table. "Explain it to me?"
"It's a prop I used to practice soul magic," Peter said unhurriedly. "Then it wasn't needed anymore, so I gave it to the Third Prince to wear, to protect him."
"To harm him, right?"
"I never had that idea." Peter immediately shook his head. "We grew up together and were good friends. I couldn't possibly betray him, much less harm him."
"You won't harm his body, but you'll replace his soul!"
At this, Peter's eyes suddenly burst with an intimidating cold light.
He reached out and pointed at Stephanie, a wand suddenly appearing in his hand, and gray soul magic was about to take shape.
But it was also at this moment that a Prismatic Spray suddenly came head-on.
Peter was shocked and immediately interrupted the magic and opened a magic barrier.
The rainbow cluster hit the Magic Shield but didn't explode. Instead, it pushed the man back a dozen meters before neutralizing the opponent's Magic Shield with a whoosh.
Then a huge Hand of Magic smashed directly into Peter's handsome face.
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