Chapter 1535: Chapter 262: [Eyes]

Later, under Yiben’s astonished and even terror-stricken gaze, the Night Watchman handed him a weapon… a Divine Artifact just like the Princess’s, though there was a strange thing about this artifact—it was silver.

“Desert Eagle, that’s the name of this gun.” The Night Watchman briefly explained some matters: “It has only 7 bullets, use them sparingly.”

Divine Artifacts have always been in the possession of the Princess, they are the powerful means she uses to defeat monsters… Yiben never dreamed that he would one day possess a Divine Artifact!

“Desert Eagle…” He held the silver handgun with somewhat trembling hands… Clearly, the gun’s body was cold as ice, yet it gave him a sensation as if it were burning. He trembled and said, “I… I don’t know how to use it?”

The Night Watchman glanced casually at Yiben, speaking indifferently: “When the time comes that you need to use it, you will naturally know how… Even if the brain forgets, your body’s instincts remain.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means nothing.” The Night Watchman shook his head, heading directly towards the underground stone chamber’s door, “Let’s go, opportunities to get rich don’t come around all the time, if you don’t pay attention, they slip away from your fingertips… Poverty can drive people mad. I believe you can go mad too.”

At this moment, Yiben licked his lips, his eyes filled with an endless pursuit of wealth… the most primitive desire.

Simply put, it’s like wanting money no matter what!

Moreover… there’s the possibility of leaving this wretched place, no longer threatened by monsters!

“Wait, what’s out there in the world?” Yiben hurriedly chased after him, asking hopefully: “Are there endless fresh fruits? Endless water and honey? Are there…”

“Everything you imagine, everything you can’t imagine, it all exists.” The Night Watchman replied, “It is a beautiful world.”

“Beautiful world, beautiful world… Beautiful world.” Yiben kept repeating these words, as if possessed, “Beautiful… world!”

Suddenly, the silver Divine Artifact no longer felt so burning in his hands… He was completely insane, and after forgetting his initial fear, his brain began to spin rapidly, “Oh, esteemed Night Watchman Sir, your most loyal servant Yiben is at your service… Could you tell me, how can we kill the High Priest?”

“There is a place…” The Night Watchman spoke quietly: “There will be such a place, suitable for us to make a move… Don’t ask too much about other things—you just need to remember one thing, wait for my signal, then don’t hesitate, use the gun in your hand.”

“Under-understood!” Yiben nodded, nervous yet seemingly becoming a bit excited.

…

Walking out of the former Empress’s residence wasn’t difficult, especially knowing there was no resentful spirit of the former Empress here, Yiben naturally felt more relaxed.

As he was about to leave, Yiben couldn’t help but curiously ask: “Speaking of which, how did the former Empress die… I’ve heard the Pharaoh and the former Empress were very much in love. But…”

Yiben looked around at the surroundings, not only was it dim all around, but it also seemed like it hadn’t been cleaned for ages, as if it were a room completely forgotten by people, “But judging by appearances, the Pharaoh didn’t seem to love his Empress very much?”

“No.” The Night Watchman, whose demeanor was always cold and taciturn, seemed to have some fluctuation in his voice at this moment, “This Pharaoh’s yearning for his wife is stronger than any of you can imagine. It is a longing from deep within his soul, I can feel it.”

Yiben mouthed off behind him in disagreement… What you’re feeling isn’t love’s aroma, but the sour stench of a room left uncleaned for years, isn’t it?

“So, you seem to know how the former Empress died?”

It seems no matter what era people belong to, they have startlingly similar common traits—gossip’s Soul that drives human evolution was now burning brightly in Yiben’s heart.

“The Pharaoh personally killed her.”

Unexpectedly, the Night Watchman gave Yiben an incredulous answer at this moment.

Yiben instinctively laughed twice and patted the Night Watchman’s shoulder, saying, “Hahaha! Bro, you crack jokes too? Can’t believe it, the Pharaoh would personally kill his Empress… Are you—are you serious?!”

“True or not, who’s to know.” The Night Watchman said calmly, “It’s what he said himself.”

“To you?” Yiben frowned.

The Night Watchman said calmly: “This place normally has no visitors, but the Pharaoh himself would come… secretly. He sits silently in the Empress’s room, and repents. While I’ve been temporarily staying in the basement, I’ve occasionally heard some of it. Of course, whether you believe it or not is up to you… Anyway, however the former Empress died, it doesn’t matter much to me, I have only one goal.”

“Kill the High Priest… leave this place?” Yiben asked instinctively.

The Night Watchman suddenly stopped at this moment, and Yiben, owing to inertia, bumped directly into him, “Bro?”

Yet the Night Watchman at this moment waved a hand, pulling Yiben to a corner to hide—right before them lay the palace’s exit, they could even faintly see the starlight in the black night.

The Night Watchman placed his finger near his ear, then lifted his head—in his hand, he held a curious item, placing it before his eyes, looking up at the palace ceiling.

Night vision goggles?

For some reason, this name suddenly surfaced in Yiben’s mind—surprising him greatly, he had never seen such a thing, yet why did he know its name.

“So there’s still… ha, you’ve been careful enough.” The Night Watchman sneered coldly, “Hiding behind, thinking one would be absolutely safe… naive.”

“Dis… discovered what?” Yiben hurriedly asked.

At this moment, the Night Watchman slowly took out a black Divine Artifact, affixed a black short tube to it, then suddenly fired a shot towards the top of the palace!

The sound wasn’t particularly loud, yet in the especially quiet palace corridor, it was quite noticeable… Yiben couldn’t help but be startled, fearing the sound would attract other guards of the Royal Palace, pale with fright.

But just then, there was suddenly a snap from up ahead… something seemed to fall from the ceiling above.

Instinctively, he walked forward to look, discovering a palm-sized metal box… the metal box’s corners still had these leafy things!

Instantly, a brand-new name surged in Yiben’s mind again: unmanned plane.

“This… is?” Yiben picked up the metal box… unmanned plane, nervously looking up at the Night Watchman, “You hit down this thing?”

Only to hear the Night Watchman speak casually: “There are many Legends about the High Priest in the City of the Sun… Legend has it that he’s all-knowing, that no matter what happens in the City of the Sun, whatever bad deeds people do, they cannot escape the High Priest’s eyes, and he judges everyone in the fairest way, right.”

“That’s correct.” Yiben nodded, “And it’s indeed fact, the High Priest never makes mistakes… But what’s this thing got to do with it?”

“This is the secret of your High Priest never making mistakes.” The Night Watchman looked down at Yiben, “Because what you’re holding now is the eye of the High Priest.”

“Eye?!” Yiben was shocked, instinctively shaking and dropping the unmanned plane onto the ground, “Wha-what eye?”

The Night Watchman said at this moment, “I don’t have time to explain too much to you, you must act quickly… Since an outsider has entered, it means the passage for leaving was opened not long ago. If you miss this opportunity, I don’t know how long we’ll have to wait for the next one… Stop wasting time! This is your deposit!”

Saying it, the Night Watchman took something out from the clothes under his fur and directly threw it into Yiben’s hand.

It was a glistening gold coin, purer than any gold he had seen in the City of the Sun, yet engraved with an unknown profile!

“I love gold coins!” Yiben’s eyes lit up, “Oh! Great Mr. Night Watchman, please command me like a camel as my master!”

…

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The Royal Palace, Princess Yamanlana’s bedchamber.

Judging by the night, it was almost the end of the latter half, as the palace maid abruptly awoke from her drowsiness and quickly scanned around—discovering that it was not yet daylight, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The maid had many preparations to complete before dawn, so she hurriedly took a basin of water, ready to enter the room to help Princess Yamanlana freshen up.

In front of the princess’s room, several white-robed guards stood like statues… The maid blinked, these white-robed guards were truly spirited, standing there for a whole night already.

“I brought water for Her Highness.”

The white-robed guard nodded and allowed her to pass… She approached the door and gently pushed open the chamber door—earlier in the night, the High Priest had brought some medicine said to aid in sleep for Her Highness, and after that, Her Highness slept peacefully.

When the little maid entered the inner room, she found the lights were already on, and Her Highness had already woken up without her noticing,

Her Highness was standing naked before a massive mirror made of polished gold.

The little maid quickly fetched some clothes and draped them over Her Highness, “Princess, there are still temple white-robed guards outside!”

Her Highness merely glanced back at the little maid, her brows lightly furrowing, her gaze sharp and majestic like a blade, causing the young maid’s heart to skip a beat as she hurriedly lowered her head and took two steps back.

“How long have I slept?” Her Highness’s voice was not loud, yet held a commanding presence that commanded respect.

“Highness, after the High Priest left, you slept all the way until now, and it’s almost daybreak.” The maid quickly responded.

“The High Priest?” Her Highness furrowed her brows, “The High Priest returned? When… Why don’t I remember?”

“Just earlier in the night?” The little maid looked up, puzzled, “Highness, don’t you remember? You were attacked by a monster last night at the victory banquet! The monster even transformed into you, attempting harm on the temple and Pharaoh! Everyone was scared to death! Fortunately, the High Priest arrived in time, exposed the monster, and saved you!”

“Monster… me?” Her Highness rubbed her temples as if tiredly, then slowly sat down, “I don’t remember… I should have just returned and arguing with the Pharaoh over the banquet, why would I attend it?”

“Highness?” The little maid pondered, “Did the Highness suffer some injury when attacked by the monster last night… causing you to forget what happened?”

Her Highness suddenly stood up, hurriedly walking to her bed—lifting the quilt and seeing the Divine Artifact beneath it, she instinctively sighed in relief.

“Highness?” The little maid was utterly puzzled.

Her Highness shook her head, “My head feels a bit muddled, what you’re saying seems somewhat familiar and yet vague… I’ll wait until I’m more awake.”

“Did the Highness just wake up and is still a bit groggy?” The little maid giggled.

However, Her Highness gave her a casual glance… Leading the little maid to lower her head in trepidation, but she couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Her Highness.

“Is there something on my face?” Noticing the little maid’s gaze, Her Highness furrowed her brows again.

The little maid quickly shook her head, “N-No… I just, I just believe Highness is truly beautiful! And very regal! It feels like Her Highness has returned to normal!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Her Highness shook her head, then thought for a moment before saying, “I still can’t quite recall… Come, help me dress, I need to go out.”

“It’s not yet light out, where does Highness plan on going?” The little maid asked curiously.

“The Temple.” Her Highness replied indifferently, “Since the High Priest has returned, I need to meet with him to discuss some important matters.”

“But… but it’s still night… Okay, I got it.” The little maid flusteredly retrieved clothes from the cabinet for Her Highness.

This Princess Yamanlana meanwhile walked to the large gilded mirror again to observe herself… She touched her body and murmured, “Why does it feel… somewhat off?”

“Princess, your skin is so lovely!” The little maid said enviously.

Her Highness furrowed her brows deeper… She wasn’t the type of royal princess who indulged within the palace’s confines, but instead battled alongside soldiers in the desert against behemoths… How could her skin be smooth?

“Was the shapeshifting monster eventually killed?”

“I don’t know?” The little maid shook her head, “But the High Priest had the white-robed guards take it back to the temple, I heard it was for research… Anyway, I’m not quite sure, the Pharaoh ordered not to speak of it again.”

“Pharaoh…” Her Highness furrowed her brow, then said nonchalantly, “Before going to the Temple, I will visit the Pharaoh’s chamber… send a notice ahead.”

“Oh… okay.” The little maid grinned.

Despite the frequent arguments and confrontation, Her Highness still cared about the Pharaoh after all…

“What’s so funny?”

“N-Nothing!”

Her Highness shook her head and was about to leave when she suddenly stopped, pointing to the item by the bed and asking, “By the way, when was this oil lamp placed here?”

“Oil lamp?” The little maid was stunned, then thought for a moment, “This oil lamp seems to have been brought back by you, Highness? It has always been placed there since then…”

Her Highness unconsciously picked up the oil lamp, glancing at it casually, it was just an ordinary and worn-out oil lamp… Why was she carrying it?

She frowned; after waking up, everything felt strangely foreign and even discordant.