Chapter 31: The Xia Princess Couldn’t Believe It

She intended to make a move.

Watching her three subordinates chase Leticia and Moyel, who had slipped into the dark alley.

Ye Wangxue also drew the sword from its scabbard on the second floor of the bar.
The cold moonlight bloomed from the long, elegant sword, slowly illuminating her pupils hidden beneath the veil.
This sword was named—”Moonbound.”

It was a gift from her father the King when she came of age.

Ye Wangxue was very happy when she received the gift.
She was the Xia Emperor’s youngest daughter and was once considered the Emperor’s most favored child in the eyes of all officials.

Since childhood, she had received countless rewards.
The Emperor also spent the most time with her.

In the imperial city of the Xia Kingdom, people would always talk about Ye Wangxue’s future husband.

They would discuss which famous young master or which successful candidate in this year’s palace examination would become the imperial son-in-law.

There was no definite conclusion. Every family had its own opinion.
But no matter who it was, they would all think that this seventh princess’s husband must be extremely outstanding.

But in the year she came of age, along with the other gifts, she also received a mysterious marriage contract.

Ye Wangxue initially had no strong objections.

She thought that the husband her imperial father chose for her would definitely be a dragon among men.
Besides, she had also come of age. Although she was only fifteen, she was considered an adult in the East.

But then she learned that she was going to marry into the Western Continent, to the son of a duke.

Even so, she could still accept it.
Western dukes had a status almost equivalent to that of powerful noble families in their Xia Kingdom.

As a princess of a country, marrying a renowned scion of a powerful noble family was nothing.

But why?

Why was it Hall, a person who, in the words of others, would meet with this woman and that woman every day?

Ye Wangxue had also heard that people in the Western Continent were very open, and kissing hands and embracing were common greetings.

However, she could not accept it.

She could not accept her fiancé being a good-for-nothing and a vulgar man.

She hated this second birthday gift.
She hated this marriage contract.

However, it was useless.
Protesting, opposing, causing trouble—nothing worked.

Her imperial father was extremely firm on this matter.
Even if she fasted for seven days, he never came to see her in the palace.

From that moment on, Ye Wangxue knew it was useless.
So she became a disciple of the Thousand Blade Sword Ghost, that old man who was a famous sword master in the Great Xia.

But he was naturally violent, committed many murders, and had been living in the Great Xia’s imperial prison for thirty years.

To this, her imperial father made no comment.

From that moment, Ye Wangxue knew.

Her destiny lay in this sword and this marriage contract.

She had come of age, she was an adult.
Since she would not compromise with her imperial father’s arrangements, she should cut off her own destiny.

She was determined to take down Leticia today, and also eliminate this man who was obstructing her.

Hall saw the three elite swordsmen chasing Leticia and Moyel.

But these three were swordsmen from the first floor of the game.
Moyel alone, with Leticia, could handle them.

His main concern was Ye Wangxue and the other two elite swordsmen of level sixty.

He came to the first floor of the bar, pulled out a stool, and sat by the door.

Because that secret passage led underground, and this was the only entrance from the bar side.

Sitting here, he could observe how many people went after Leticia.

Then the sound of breaking glass attracted his attention.

The black-clad girl leaped out from it.
The treasure sword, emitting a cold moonlight, was very conspicuous, as conspicuous as her figure.

Had Ye Wangxue arrived?

Compared to her in-game portrait, her real-life figure had a more pronounced curve, and her straight black hair draped behind her.

Her pupils, hidden beneath her veil, stared intently at him.

“Who are you?”

“You don’t need to know who I am.”

According to Eastern Continental customs, it was generally polite to announce one’s family name before a confrontation.

But Ye Wangxue asked him, and he didn’t want to answer.

Hall’s idea was to avoid getting involved with the game’s heroines as much as possible.
After this encounter, as long as the Xia Kingdom route wasn’t triggered, Ye Wangxue shouldn’t have another chance to meet him.

But since the other party would still come to the Papal State to see her mysterious fiancé once, Hall naturally wouldn’t leave his name.

Leticia and Christine had already sought him out for no apparent reason, so he also had to prevent Ye Wangxue from directly coming to him after running away from her marriage in the future.

“Then are you also a death warrior from the Child family, responsible for protecting Leticia?”

Ye Wangxue examined Hall.
This young man seemed to be the kind of delicate and handsome type that appealed to her, and his attire was also very formal.

The fact that he could stay here alone at this moment meant that he had the resolve to sacrifice himself for Leticia and Moyel.

A person with such resolve deserved respect anywhere.

“Not at all.”

Hall continued to deny.

This annoyed Ye Wangxue a little.
She couldn’t help but think this man was deliberately stalling for time.

“Heh, then if our paths diverge, we have nothing to discuss. I shall take your life today!”

The black-clad girl swung the long sword, which erupted with moonlight, forward.

Hall parried almost instinctively, as if by muscle memory.

The two swords crossed, and the cold light caused a stinging sensation in the young man’s hand.

In terms of strength, Hall felt that he was not weaker than Ye Wangxue.
His combat techniques seemed to be naturally formed, etched into his flesh and blood.

But his weapon was indeed a bit disadvantaged.

“Moonbound” was the exclusive weapon given to Ye Wangxue by the Xia Emperor.
This exclusive weapon was a legendary orange-grade item from the very beginning of her route.

Its attack speed attribute was incredibly high, and its stats were ridiculously overpowered.
It even had a passive skill [Moon Freeze] that could reduce enemy attack speed.
After the wielder reached level seventy and underwent a certain ordeal, they could also unlock an active effect.

You should know that in some heroine routes that didn’t have exclusive weapons in the early stages, getting a legendary weapon usually only happened in the late stages of the story.

Although Ye Wangxue couldn’t fully utilize all of “Moonbound’s” attributes now, the beginner’s artifact in Hall’s hand was truly… a bit lacking compared to “Moonbound,” which was considered an end-game equipment.

“Hmph!”

Ye Wangxue, who had the upper hand, was about to take another step.
The swing of her sword was exaggerated, intending to force Hall into a corner.

But suddenly something fell out of her chest.

It fell to the ground.

Then, a long and ancient melody sounded, filling the entire alley of the underground street.

‘Huh? It’s the music box that Mandosha Flower gave her.’

That brief moment of distraction allowed Hall to catch his breath.

Then, Ye Wangxue suddenly felt a chill.
The speed of the young man in front of her was so fast that she found it somewhat unbelievable.

It was as if his strength had suddenly surged.

“Bang!”

Just one sword.

A clash, a dark sword.

Hall, with a strange posture, exerted all his force onto the hilt of Ye Wangxue’s sword.
The hilt of Moonbound vibrated violently in her hand, and in the next second, it was directly sent flying.

What kind of swordsmanship was this?

She couldn’t understand it.
It felt incredible.

It was almost like a swordsmanship specifically designed to destroy the opponent’s weapon.

But before she could fully react.

Hall’s sword edge was already resting against her fair neck.
Only then did she see that because of that last blow, the Knight’s Blue sword, known for its durability, already had cracks.

Then the black-clad young man said nothing, just used his eyes to signal Ye Wangxue not to move.

He bent down and picked up the music box that was still playing.

A sense of familiarity in his head told him.

He had seen this thing before.