Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

"Sorry, did I disturb you?"

The woman outside the door wore a windbreaker and a very thick hat, hiding most of her long hair under the hat. However, from both temples, a few red strands of hair could still be seen.

In the Ilinor Kingdom, red hair was a symbol of the royal family.

"No, no, not at all. Wait! Your Highness Yuffie, why are you here?"

Vielsia was still in a state of confusion.

She had just mentioned to Reji that she wanted to seek help from the eldest princess, and the next moment, Yuffie knocked on the door?

"I just happened to be handling some matters in the academy, so I thought I'd also come to see Miss Vielsia. But it seems that I'm being a bit rude and abrupt. If you're busy, let's do it another day."

The princess in casual clothes explained to Vielsia, then turned her gaze to the other person in the room behind her, Reji.

Yuffie appeared very polite and respectful, and even though she was the eldest princess, she still showed an apologetic expression to Reji, as if apologizing for interrupting his class.

Then, the casually dressed eldest princess was about to turn and leave, but Reji spoke up immediately.

"Vielsia, don't stand at the door like that, quickly invite Her Highness in."

"Right! Your Highness, please come in, we have something we want to ask for your help!"

"You have something to ask of me? Alright..."

Yuffie nodded and also entered Reji's office. As for the two plainclothes guards she brought with her, the princess left them at the doorknob and did not follow.

"Miss Vielsia, tell me about your situation first. You seem to be in a hurry. What happened? How can I help you?"

"Uh..."

Vielsia stammered, thinking only of how to keep Yuffie behind, but she had no idea how to explain the situation to the princess. She couldn't just mention the elves directly, could she?

At this point, it was Reji who spoke up.

"Your Highness, it's like this. You know that Miss Vielsia is a transfer student, and she comes from a small village near the royal city.

A few days ago, she made an appointment to meet her fellow villagers in the royal city, wanting to let them also experience the prosperity and grandeur of the royal city. But..."

Reji shook his head and said, "But it's been several days, and her fellow villagers should have arrived long ago, but there's still no news.

Miss Vielsia is worried that they got lost in the forest outside the city and were attacked by magical beasts, so she asked me to go explore with her, but not only did we not find anything, we also suffered some minor injuries."

Reji sighed and intentionally drew the eldest princess's gaze to the high-level healing potions on the table that he had taken out from Vielsia's package while the princess was outside the door.

After listening to the whole story, Princess Yuffie clenched her fist on the table and muttered, "I didn't expect that group of people to be so unscrupulous."

Reji asked, "Your Highness, who are you referring to?"

Yuffie sighed and looked self-reproachful and guilty. "I have collected many cases like yours recently. This is a group that has been entrenched in the royal city for many years, and they specialize in deceiving and harming outsiders to make a profit.

Some members of this group even use this to cultivate evil magic and spread heresy."

Upon hearing that the princess really had clues and that it was not an isolated case, Vielsia became very anxious and wanted to hear more.

Princess Yuffie seemed to have grasped Vielsia's emotions and continued, "Our kingdom has made up its mind to eliminate this organization, but we need more power. If Miss Vielsia is willing, there will be a special operation meeting tomorrow night to attack this evil organization."

"We'll participate!" Vielsia hastily agreed at the first opportunity, but soon realized that she should have sought Reji's opinion first. She quickly turned to look at Reji, letting him make the final decision.

This expression was noticed by Princess Yuffie.

"Of course, the purpose of the Royal Academy is to build the kingdom and protect its safety. As one of its teacher, I will also participate,"

"Thank you. Having a teacher like you is an honor for us," said Yuffie, who did not stay long and left soon.

As Reji watched the princess's back, or rather, the shadow demon hiding in her shadow, he knew that this was a real demon.

From the moment the princess entered the room, Shermen had noticed and informed Reji.

This was a low-ranking shadow demon that Leo had transferred from the shadow demon clan. It seemed that the wise demons on the other side was also making a move and targeting Yuffie.

This was also why Reji agreed so readily to the princess's request.

At that time, he had noticed the conflict and contradiction between the Five Flowers Alliance and the princess, and it seemed that both sides would soon come to a head.

Leo might also have seen this opportunity.

As the Demon King, he would wait for the right moment to act and participate as an extra backup.

After leaving the academy, Princess Yuffie returned to her bedroom in the palace.

This time, Yuffie seemed to be in a good mood. She went to her usual desk and placed the white piece that she had taken out as "bait" last night back into the "black army's" encirclement.

After thinking for a moment, Yuffie added another new white piece.

However, it was at this moment that a hoarse, low voice came from the dark corner of the princess's room.

"Your Highness is in high spirits."

A man dressed in a tattered gray cloak with holes of various sizes, like some filthy vagrant, slowly walked out.

Princess Yuffie glanced at him without surprise and remained seated at her desk, saying indifferently, "If I'm not mistaken, our agreement states that you cannot appear without my permission."

The princess's cold warning did not deter the man in the gray cloak. Instead, he seemed to find it amusing and sneered, "Is that so? In that case, my dear princess, you can continue to be monitored by others."

Finally, Princess Yuffie furrowed her brow and asked, "What do you mean? Monitored?"

The man in the gray cloak did not explain further. He reached out from under his cloak with a hand that was rotting and covered in burns. However, in this ugly hand, a holy light shone brightly.

Under this light, Princess Yuffie's shadow seemed to be stimulated and began to move, startling the princess.

After a few seconds of illumination, the shadow seemed to have nowhere to hide, and a black shadowy monster jumped out, trying to escape. However, the man in the gray cloak seemed to have been prepared.

With one swift move, he pierced the heart of the shadowy monster with his sword, as if he had done this countless times before.

"What is this?" Princess Yuffie was briefly confused but soon regained her composure, staring in bewilderment at the dead shadow monster on the ground.

"Shadow demon," the man in the gray cloak said with disgust and hatred in his voice.

"A scout for the demon race," he continued.

"The demon race? Are you joking? The demon race in the history?" Princess Yuffie asked twice in a row, revealing her disbelief.

This seemed to provoke the man in the gray cloak, making him somewhat crazy, and his creepy and hoarse laughter echoed in the room again. This was not his original voice, but rather the result of damage to his throat and vocal cords, making it sound like a monster.

However, if one listened carefully, one could hear not only mockery but also sorrow, unwillingness, and revenge hidden deep within the laughter.

"That's right, Your Highness. You, of course, do not recognize it, after all, the demon race has been erased from history by you"

"Just like..."

The man in the gray cloak removed his hood. Half of his body was hidden in the shadows, and the sunlight from outside only faintly illuminated half of his face.

One of his eyes had been gouged out, his ear seemed to have been pierced by a sharp object, and his face was covered in ugly scars and scabs from severe burns.

He might have been a handsome warrior once, but now he looked like a monster, just like his voice.

"You don't recognize me either, do you? Just like those of us who have been erased from history?"