Su Qing ignored the rooms and headed straight for the city center.

The truly good stuff should be at the very back.

This is the capital of a kingdom, and its most valuable place should be the kingdom's treasury.

There are quite a few people who share his idea; they are all insatiable greedy fellows.

As they approached the palace, it was like a city within a city, with a light curtain enveloping the entire palace, prohibiting anyone from entering.

Before the palace gates, seven or eight figures stood there, most of whom were unfamiliar, but one was quite familiar—the knowledgeable old mercenary from the tavern.

He was explaining something to the person next to him. If you get closer, you can hear what he said: "Legend has it that the titled expert of this kingdom was a curse mage who left a curse before he died, although the main target of the curse was the enemy who destroyed the kingdom."

"But even if it's just the leakage of magical power from a powerhouse of that level, the impact is extremely terrifying."

"The entire city was affected by the power of the curse, turning it into this state. It was then covered up by the enemy's earth magic, and after a thousand years of weathering, it has become what it is now."

This old mercenary knows a lot; he has clearly done his homework.

"This palace is said to be the place of death of that cursed title holder, where the curse power is most concentrated. This light barrier protects the palace and also prevents the spread of the curse power. Unless a high-ranking brilliance intervenes, no one can break through it."

After hearing the old mercenary's words, the others couldn't help but frown: "According to you, does that mean we can't get in here!"

As for whether they will encounter danger after going in, why would an adventurer consider such a thing?

"That's not necessarily true!"

The old mercenary's face showed a hint of smugness and pride.

"I do have a way to get through the light barrier, but I'll need a few helpers!"