I Became the Youngest Prince in the Novel Chapter 188

I became the youngest prince in the novel Episode 188

Chapter 48 Floating City (5)

The relationship with the light dragon Obergia was not that great.

Long ago, when Zion unified the entire world as the Black Star and established the Great Agnes Empire, several ancient dragons known to have stronger powers than among dragons came to Zion.

The ancient dragons, who said they were beings who protect the fate and order of the world, said that Zion’s establishment of the Agnes Empire was against the order of the world and urged her to dismantle the empire.

Zion refused, and it could be said that it was natural that a conflict broke out between them.

Of course, the clash ended in Zion’s victory, and the ancient dragons each made a contract, swearing never to interfere with the empire again.

A very humiliating contract that was infinitely advantageous to the emperor and infinitely disadvantageous to them.

One of those ancient dragons was Obergia, the light dragon in front of Zion right now.

‘I knew he retired as a guardian after that, but I never thought he founded a floating city.’

Did you say that even bad luck is fate?

Still, it was nice to see a familiar face after a long time.

Of course, I don’t know what the other person is like.

Meanwhile,

-no way… … .

Aubergia’s eyes as she looked at Zion became bigger than ever.

This is the first time I have been so shocked in so many years that I can’t even remember.

-Black Star Emperor?

The trembling voice of an ancient dragon.

Obergia was well aware of how nonsensical his thoughts were right now.

Black Star Emperor Orrelion Khan Agnes.

The being whose name still sent shivers through my body just by recalling it has already ended its life a long time ago.

‘But those eyes!’

No, the moment he looked at the black star rising and shining within his languid eyes, the light dragon was thinking of Orrelion without realizing it.

It is similar to the Agnes family’s natural beauty, but its essence is completely different.

Eyes and power that only Eternals in the world can have.

-It doesn’t make sense. how… … .

Even as she shook her head, Aubergia knew full well that the black stars that appeared in Zion’s eyes were real.

In the first place, it was a power that no one could imitate, and it was a power that I had personally witnessed and experienced hundreds of years ago.

How did he look at Zion with such trembling eyes?

A voice containing those emotions flowed from the dragon’s mouth.

-Are you really the Black Star Emperor?

Obergia deliberately did not use the word eternity.

This is because the title of Eternal Emperor was given after Orrelion’s death.

“You would know. “I am the only one in this world who can use the black star.”

-Oh oh… … !

In response to Shion’s response, which seemed to acknowledge those words, a passionate exclamation burst from the ancient dragon’s mouth.

-Yes, honestly, there were a lot of strange things. There was no way that you, who were so strong, would die so suddenly. What happened?

There were many questions implied in that question.

What on earth have they been doing for hundreds of years after feigning death, and why has they never appeared in the forefront?

And why does it reside in the body of its descendant, Zion Agnes, rather than its original body, and why did it reveal its identity and reveal itself at this time?

but,

“I don’t think there’s any reason for me to tell you that far.”

Zion did not answer that question.

Not only because there was no need to do it, but also because he didn’t know it perfectly.

-Yes, you were always the one asking the question, not the one answering.

The dragon nodded as if he had expected that to be the answer to Shion’s answer, but put aside all other questions and asked again with more serious eyes.

-But answer me this one thing, Emperor. What is your purpose for coming here?

This was the part I was most concerned about ever since I found out that the Zion Agnes in front of me was Eternal.

The Eternal Emperor that Obergia knew in the past was a tyrant who would not be satisfied unless he took everything in sight into his hands.

“You may have guessed this from the fact that I obediently accepted your invitation, right? And I already said it a little while ago.”

The first thing Zion said after entering the community was about the fall of the city.

-Luckily, we have the same ideas.

Aubergia was internally relieved at those words.

The man in front of me was infinitely fearful when he was an enemy, but when he was on the same side, he was infinitely reliable.

After that, the dragon was silent for a moment, as if thinking about where to start speaking, and then slowly opened his mouth to Zion.

-The only reason Stigma and I created this floating city was to escape the ‘shackles of reincarnation’ that trapped us in mortality.

I knew about Obergia, the light dragon, and Stigma, the heroic dragon.

That their lifespan was not long, with no end in sight.

And the method chosen to transcend that fate was to escape from the cycle of reincarnation.

However, their seemingly limitless abilities were not enough, so the last thing they came up with was the floating city of Adegripa.

-Do you know the term collective intelligence? It literally means that many people share intelligence, far exceeding the intellectual ability of one individual. That’s why we brought many wizards to the floating city and taught them all the magic and wisdom we knew. I thought that if we did that, the collective intelligence of the world’s best wizards would lead our magic to a higher level.

But was it too much to fully accept the knowledge of the dragon, the so-called progenitor of magic?

In the end, their thoughts went wrong.

-Of course, significant progress has been made and continues to be made, but it is far from enough to free us from the bondage.

Therefore, the two dragons had no choice but to despair, and among them, Stigma’s despair was beyond imagination.

So much so that even the values ​​I have held until now have completely changed.

-Stigma, who had distorted values ​​due to despair, had an idea.

All wizards who exist above the floating city they created.

If you change all the fates of those wizards, wouldn’t it be possible to free at least one of your own fates?

-The ‘Shadow Nest’ was created by gathering its followers to put that devilish idea into practice, and this time Stigma is trying to bring this city down to the capital of the empire.

“And the thing that exists to prevent that is the ‘Watcher of Light’ you created.”

-Accurate.

“I think I know roughly how it works… … So what is the current situation? “I’d like to hear how much you understand about this incident.”

Shion asked, interrupting Gwangryong’s words.

-… … nothing. In fact, it was only three days ago when ‘Shadow Nest’ discovered its plan to bring down this city.

Aubergia answered with a darkened face.

Looking at this alone, the ‘Watcher of Light’ may have seemed incompetent, but if that were the case, they would not have been able to stop the plans of ‘Shadow Nest’ until now.

Therefore, in this case, it was correct to see that the movement of the ‘Shadow Nest’ was that thorough.

‘It was two days later that the city fell. ‘Now it’s too late to find out something or start something new.’

Then there was only one way.

“Before that, we have no choice but to enter the base of the ‘Shadow Nest’ and wipe them all out.”

If there was no one left to carry out the plan, the plan would naturally be aborted.

-It’s not as easy as you think.

Obergia, who understood Zion’s words, answered with embarrassed eyes.

-Like the ‘Watcher of Light’, the headquarters of ‘Shadow Nest’ is also completely hidden. No, it is no exaggeration to say that in some ways it is more difficult to find ships than here. Because it was covered with a ‘veil’, I couldn’t even find a trace of it with my ‘Celestial Dragon Poetry’ until now.

Finding such a stronghold within two days was nearly impossible.

-And even if you find the base, the leader of the shadows, Youngryong, will directly block your path. No matter how much you are, it will be difficult to deal with you now that you don’t seem to have regained your original strength. If it were normal, I could deal with it, but… … .

I couldn’t do that.

Obergia’s life was already nearing its end, so even moving was difficult.

Another reason why we bothered to bring Zion here.

But despite the dragon’s despairing words,

“doesn’t care.”

Shion’s calm expression did not change at all.

Because everything was within the expected range.

“As long as one assumption is correct, it is quite possible to deal with Yeongryong.”

-one thing… … home?

Shion just smiled slightly at Obergia’s question and continued.

“okay. And finding out the location of the shadow is also simple. “You just have to have them guide you there.”

-You’re making them guide it themselves? What does that mean?

The dragon’s eyes are filled with doubt at the series of unknown words.

“Who is the ‘shadow’ character identified by the Watchers of Light?”

Shion asked coldly, looking directly into the eyes of the ancient dragon.

* * *

A special prison located in the deepest depths of the prisons that exist beneath the floating city’s city hall.

In front of the prison, which had taken various measures to prevent the use of magic, two guards who seemed to have excellent skills at first glance were looking around with stern expressions.

There was a reason why the security of this special prison was so strict.

The person in prison was the only one who survived among the assassins from ‘Shadow Nest’ who attacked Prince Zion last night.

Although it is correct to say that he was the one saved by Prince Shion.

The caught assassin could be seen as the only link that could reach the ‘Shadow Nest’ beyond the instigator of this assassination attempt, so of course the vigilance had to be strict.

Because of this, there was not even a single word of common chit-chat between the two guards.

How much time has passed like that?

“hmm?”

There was a strange look in the eyes of one of the guards.

In his eyes, he saw a middle-aged man with a long beard coming towards him.

The guard knew the man’s identity.

“Gospel?”

Gospel.

A wizard who ranks 11th in the city’s magic hierarchy, and one of the key figures with great power within City Hall.

“What is going on here?”

But since he had no reason to come to this special prison right now, a question came out of the guard’s mouth.

“I just have to run a quick business.”

Gospel responds naturally as he continues walking towards the prison.

“Could you please stop first and explain your business?”

The guard, with a stern expression on his face due to the strange feeling of strangeness he felt, was about to reach out and try to stop him.

“That’s troublesome. “The situation is a bit urgent.”

With those words, Gospel lightly waved his hand.

That moment,

Wood clatter!

Something black stretched out from the shadows of the guards and instantly wrapped around their necks and snapped them.

The guards died without even being able to scream.

“Did they imprison the ‘Watcher of Light’ here instead of their home base to prevent their location from being revealed? Thanks to you, I can handle it easier than I thought.”

As he passed by the corpses of the guards, Gospel muttered calmly.

There is only one reason why he is doing this now.

This was because his hidden identity was a member of the ‘Shadow Nest’.

‘Actually, I didn’t intend to move like this right away… … .’

Thinking that way, Gospel recalled the secret conversation between Archendelt and someone else that he overheard in the former vice mayor’s office earlier.

‘It was said that a special magic that exists on the Watcher’s side that can retrieve the target’s memory itself is used on our captured assassins.’

In fact, even gospel did not know if such magic actually existed.

I’ve never seen it before.

However, just in case, the ‘Watchers of Light’ really created such a new magic, and if they used it on the captured assassin, there was a risk that their base would be revealed.

Therefore, he decided that it would be right to eliminate the assassin before that.

‘My identity will be revealed because of this, but it won’t matter.’

Anyway, in two days this city will be destroyed.

Therefore, it was more important than anything else to reduce variables as much as possible until then.

Kwasik!

With that thought in mind, Gospel broke down the thick iron door and caught the sight of an assassin in the center of the prison, his arms, legs, and even mouth tied and fixed to an iron chair.

“town! town!”

Did they even recognize him as a member of the same organization?

An assassin reacting to such gospel.

“It seems nice to see the same shadow. But unfortunately, I am not here to save you.”

Evil mana blooms from Gospel’s hands as he approaches the assassin, as if magic-blocking barriers are of no use.

“Because our nest is not merciful enough to bring back those who failed their mission.”

“town! Ugh!!”

Despite those words, the assassin continues to spit out shouts from his tightly closed mouth as if trying to convey something to the gospel.

The assassin’s eyes were not looking at him, but at the faintly shimmering darkness behind him, but Gospel did not notice that fact.

I just thought it was the last struggle of an assassin facing death.

“Then goodbye.”

Quad Deuk!

With those words, the moment when Gospel uses magic to easily suffocate the assassin, weeeeeee!

A loud alarm bell rang from above.

The busy movement of magicians belonging to City Hall can be felt at the same time.

“We should hurry.”

It was obvious that he had discovered the devastation he had created when he came here, so he muttered that and immediately chanted a spell.

There was only one way up from the dungeon to the surface, so it was clear that he would be caught if he continued like this, but his expression was extremely relaxed.

Anyway, from the beginning, Gospel had no intention of escaping through the streets.

Huh!

The moment the gospel spell was completed, his shadow swayed and created a passage.

The passage leading directly to the ‘Shadow Nest’.

Like the ‘Watcher of Light’, the home base of the ‘Shadow Nest’ could also be entered only by moving through space.

Of course, there was no fear of being tracked.

This spatial magic that leads to the ‘Shadow Nest’ was a spell designed by Stigma, the spirit dragon who was the head of the nest and the creator of the floating city.

“Don’t be too resentful. “Soon, all the wizards in the city will join you.”

Finally, after muttering those words to the assassin’s body, Gospel pushed his body into the open passage without hesitation.

His vision begins to disintegrate and change along with him.

‘It wasn’t a bad success.’

It was when Gospel smiled secretly as he looked at the inside of the ‘shadow nest’ that appeared beyond his immediate field of vision.

“Gospel, your departure went well… … !!”

A black fairy who was greeting him nearby suddenly stopped talking and began to widen her eyes as if she was seeing something she shouldn’t have seen.

“back! Back aisle!”

At the same time, an urgent cry flows from the fairy’s mouth.

“What does that mean all of a sudden…” … !”

Gospel felt uncomfortable and immediately turned his head to see a strange sight.

The shadow passageway you just rode through.

Originally, the passage that should have disappeared as soon as he arrived at the nest did not disappear.

Okay!

A passage the size of an adult’s fist that is no longer closed, as if it was forcibly held in place by something.

But there was something else that took the breath away from Black Fairy and Gospel.

A single eye is looking here from the other side of the passage.

Those dark gray eyes were sparkling ominously, like those of a predator looking at its prey.

The moment when Gospel’s body, overwhelmed by the eerie feeling, stiffened without realizing it,

“found.”

The owner of the pupil stretched out his hands and began to open the passage.

fantasy,