Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Xing Mo followed Tolle to a side door tucked behind the banquet hall.
Two guards in bronze armor, armed with spears, stood watch. As the pair approached, the guards crossed their weapons, blocking the way, "This door is off-limits."
Tolle cleared his throat, producing a gold coin from his pocket and showing it to the guards.
They nodded but didn't move, "We know you, but who is she?"
Tolle froze briefly before replying in a low voice, "She’s an important guest of the Prince."
"We haven’t received any such orders." The guards shook their heads, suspicion rising in their eyes.
No time to waste… Xing Mo channeled her power, and the Tree of Life mark on her hand glowed faintly.
One guard suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were filled with confusion, "Now I remember—the Prince did mention this…"
"Are you sure?" The other guard frowned.
Tolle hesitated briefly, then seized the moment, his voice firm. "Soldier, are you neglecting your duties? Did you forget the Prince’s command?"
The guard shook his head, lowering it slightly. "Apologies... perhaps it's the lack of sleep getting to me. But since that's the case..."
With that, the spears parted, granting access to the door behind.
Tolle nodded to Xing Mo, pushing the door open, and the two stepped through.
High above the banquet hall, a pair of golden eyes, suspended in an illusion, took notice of the scene. Recognizing Tolle, they remained still.
...
Once through the door, Tolle led Xing Mo down a corridor, releasing a long sigh of relief, "Thankfully, the Undying’s eyes didn’t detect anything unusual... He recognized me, so he didn’t intervene."
The Undying’s eyes? Does he mean the soul on the ceiling? Xing Mo mused. It seems Tolle is more useful than I thought—otherwise, I’d have to deal with that soul first.
She nodded, "Take me to Prince Austin’s study."
"Do you plan to confront Prince Austin directly?" Tolle hesitated, his expression tightening, "Honestly, I don't think that's a good idea, because he..."
"He shouldn't be
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