Alphonse looked out the window and watched the girl's figure disappear into the street corner.
For her own safety, she kept her words of advice in mind at all times.
In the deserted, dark alley, Priscilla whistled a clear note into the air, then heard a soft thud behind her as someone landed.
"Master, what are your orders?"
A black-clad man with the physique of a raptor knelt on the ground and addressed Priscilla as "Master".
"You must have noticed it too—the Northern Thieves' henchmen have actually extended into a small town like this. Ray, report this to the Royal Knights and have them send men to wipe them out."
Priscilla suddenly remembered Alphonse's words; he seemed to have a great distrust of the Royal Knights' work.
So she emphasized, "In the name of your master, who is also their master—Priscilla."
"Yes, Master."
Upon receiving the order, the attendant leaped over the high wall behind him and vanished without a trace. Priscilla also turned to leave.
Alphonse, anxiously awaiting the girl's return in the inn, felt restless and uneasy.
Actually, he was worried about the girl's safety. She was quite daring, knowing the dangers outside yet still going out alone.
After holding this thought for a moment, Alphonse looked out the window in surprise. What he saw was not a young girl, but a procession of Royal Knights.
Instead of entering the hotel, they conducted a thorough search of every corner in the vicinity, as meticulously as if they were searching for a nationally wanted criminal.
The thieves who had been monitoring Elphons just moments before escaped quickly. Even now, the Knights' search has yielded nothing, but as a precaution, a small squad of knights remains patrolling the streets with swords.
Judging from the stern expressions on their faces, it was as if their superiors had given them an order that could not be disobeyed and had to be carefully completed.
"The group will disappear from the town soon, whether they've been captured or escaped. Use that time to continue your journey."
When Alphonse saw Priscilla enter the room, she spoke calmly, as if the matter had been easily resolved.
"You're really amazing... I went to the Royal Knights' side last time too... but no one paid any attention to me then!"
"Hmm...maybe they had something important to do at the time."
"How could that be? They were all sitting in the hall, drinking tea and chatting."
"Oh, how could that be?"
"Believe it or not, I'm getting ready to leave."
At this moment, Priscilla, who was standing in front of the hotel and keeping a close eye on her surroundings, could no longer sense the dangerous aura of assassination.
Completely relieved, she gladly saw Alphonse off.
The girl had urgent business to attend to and would not be leaving Viktorre for a few days.
"By the way, after knowing each other for so long, I still don't know where your journey is headed," the girl asked as Elfons was leaving.
“The royal capital, Gransis,” Elfons said, picking up his bag and turning back.
"You're going to the royal capital? Why?" The girl seemed a little surprised when she heard that the royal capital was Gransis.
“Because of some things,” Alphonse said vaguely.
"What a coincidence, my destination is also the capital."
Seeing that the boy was not a bad person, and after a month of harmonious interaction, Priscilla learned that Alphonse was a kind-hearted person, so she now revealed his true identity to him.
"Let me tell you, I am actually a nobleman of the kingdom. I secretly ran away here to explore a month ago. Now that I've been away from home for so long, I have to go back to the capital, otherwise... my father will be unhappy."
Priscilla's voice trailed off; she didn't want her family to worry about her, and she was also afraid of her strict father.
In addition, she had another purpose for traveling: to find detailed clues about a mysterious mark.
The incident stemmed from the recent resurgence of magic in the world, when scholars in Valentino inadvertently discovered mysterious records written in Elvish in ancient scriptures.
Ancient scriptures prophesy the existence of a new, magical power that will one day appear in the world as a mark.
Scholars respectfully refer to this phantom mark as an "emblem".
The purpose of the mark remains unknown, but it is certain that it seals energy equivalent to the power of magic, and it is very likely that its explosive power is even superior to traditional magic.
Once this power is deployed in war, the scales of victory will undoubtedly tip in favor of the side possessing the power of the emblem.
In this way, the military strength of the Kingdom of Valentino was greatly enhanced, and it no longer feared any external enemies.
Priscilla became intensely interested in this power, for no other reason than that she herself had the rudimentary form of such a mark on her chest.
It was a dark green emblem shaped like a clover, which the kingdom's scholars called the symbol of the divine wind.
Those who possess this "divine wind" symbol will be blessed by the goddess of wind at all times.
However, Priscilla is still a minor and cannot fulfill the intended function of the emblem.
Priscilla wanted to obtain this mysterious power as soon as possible.
The royal bloodline, passed down for thousands of years, has accumulated an indelible desire for power and a constant sense of pride in following the strong.
Although she appears delicate and frail, her inner strength is more unwavering than that of any male martial artist.
So she risked leaving the capital and traveling throughout the kingdom to find clues and all the emblem holders, gathering them together to serve the kingdom and follow Valentino's king to the death.
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