Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 97

Brian walked to Princess Corney's bed, squatted down, and then stretched out his hand to push aside the light blue brocade curtain that blocked his view.

He smelled a vague fragrance in the air. He couldn't tell what it was, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

And it also smells like a clear-headed feeling, a bit like an aid in meditation or memorizing spells in his previous life as a wizard.

Thinking of the little maid mentioning that the princess often had nightmares, he also understood the true function of this fragrance.

Then Brian didn't get too entangled in this issue, but looked towards the bed with a curious heart.

The first thing that caught the eye was a face that was as white as the bedding. Princess Corney's long golden hair spread like a cloud on the soft pillow, making the skin of her neck glowing and radiant.

It's a pity that her eyes were tightly closed, and the two rows of long and black eyelashes fell on the pale cheeks like butterflies resting, making them very prominent.

The sleeping princess looked beautiful even as she lay lifeless like this.

However, at this time, Brian was not in the mood to appreciate the princess's beautiful face, because in his opinion, it was more like a sickly beauty, which made her feel desolate and lonely.

Brian looked at the princess' closed eyes, the long eyelashes cast a dark shadow under the eyes, and he could feel keenly that her brows were slightly furrowed.

Although she had been in a deep sleep for half a year and never woke up from the beginning to the end, her frowning brows still gave him a feeling of unbearable pain and burden.

At this moment, he caught the princess's head squirming on the pillow with an inadvertent movement, and a low, inaudible moan came out of her mouth softly.

It can be seen from this that she, who is sleeping deeply, is still enduring some kind of pain in the dream.

Brian stretched out his fingers, and with extremely gentle movements, gently brushed away the few strands of hair that were blocking Princess Corney's cheeks, and then slowly placed his palms on her frowning forehead.

Feeling the smooth and cold touch of his forehead, Brian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pressed the palm of the princess's forehead, and suddenly a wisp of undetectable natural breath like strands of silk thread floated.

This means that the natural breath of life energy spread along his palm, along the princess' forehead to the whole body covered by the bedding.

Work in a while.

The pained look on Princess Kearney's white and delicate cheeks dissipated, her frowning brows slowly relaxed, her beautiful lips parted a little, and she softly hummed a sleepy whisper as if relieved from a heavy burden.

Brian withdrew his palm on his forehead thoughtfully, looked at Princess Kearney's sleeping face, and slowly fell into thought again.

The main reason why the princess was able to relieve the pain in the nightmare was that he used the god-like power he had mastered to inject a harmonious breath full of life energy into her body.

This is the first function he has learned without a teacher since he mastered the divine power.

For this powerful ability that is comparable to the divine power of the gods, it is just the tip of the iceberg.

The general effect is similar to the priest's second-ring magic "Calming the Mind", which can slowly restore calm to a person who is affected by negative emotions.

If he himself is affected by some kind of spiritual control spell that affects his emotions, he can use this ability to instantly resolve it.

In fact, it becomes very effective when it acts on creatures in nature.

The old king, who stood behind and observed from the beginning to the end, looked at Brian who was squatting in front of his child, and the wrinkles on his face began to gradually deepen.

Because he always felt that when the half-elf adventurer checked his child's body, this behavior seemed a bit too intimate.

Especially when Brian reached out to touch her forehead, the inadvertent tenderness even made him feel like something was about to be stolen, and then he instinctively wanted to go over and kick him.

Rao is an experienced old king, and he doesn't even know why he has such a strange feeling.

He could only endure the physical discomfort, put his hands behind his back, and touched the old wizard next to him who was a head shorter than him.

Wizard Morelle noticed the strangeness of the king and turned his head away. His eyes shining with wisdom instantly understood the meaning of the king's expression.

The old wizard reached out and stroked his gray beard, and shook his head slightly at the king with a smile, signaling him not to worry.

Because as a warlock and part-time druid, he could clearly feel the strong natural aura emanating from Brian's palm on the princess's forehead just now.

In his opinion, this breath is a force very close to the origin of nature.

If the other party hadn't revealed to him that he was a wizard, Morelle would have even directly suspected that the half-elf adventurer named Brian was a druid.

However, there was one problem that he really couldn't figure out.

Even the oldest druid elders he had seen in the human druid association, the natural aura emanating from them was not as strong as the one that Brian had just inadvertently released.

The most important thing is that Wizard Morele had the urge to worship the breath closest to the source of nature for a moment.

His instinct told himself that this kind of power belonged to something that he could only hope for but could not even pursue in his whole life.

Fortunately, Brian didn't release much energy, and it seemed that he only had so much power, which allowed him to avoid the embarrassing scene of making a fool of himself in public.

At this time, the old wizard had already forgotten about the fact that the other party could save the princess, and began to think about what reason he would have to talk to this mysterious half-elf after everything else was over.

Naturally, Brian would not have guessed that the two old guys behind him had different thoughts in their hearts due to different observation angles.

In fact, he is also blocked by a problem now.

Even before he got in touch with Princess Kearney, he was full of confidence and wanted to congratulate the old king.

Congratulations on what?
Naturally, the other party obtained a daughter who had atavism in the blood of the heavens.

As for why this phenomenon occurred, Brian believed that, apart from the fact that the other party's celestial bloodline itself was rather special, there must be something related to that little devil.

It is precisely because the evil aura from Bator Hell emanating from the little devil itself affected Princess Kearney, causing the princess's already special blood to have a self-protection mechanism. activated.

And the reason why she has been in a coma must be because the stamina of the activated blood of the heavens is insufficient, which caused her to appear in this state.

In other words, this princess needs help from the outside world to help her completely awaken the blood of the heavens.

After all, the celestial bloodline of the golden griffin royal family is counted from the time when humans came to this world.

At least nearly a thousand years have passed. During this long period of time, no matter how strong the bloodline is, it will gradually fade from generation to generation.

But after Brian's careful inspection, he faintly felt that the matter might not be as simple as he imagined, just awakening the blood of the heavens.

Through the celestial aura emanating from Princess Kearney, he couldn't help but associate it with a very special profession: God's Blessing Warlock.

　PS: Sorry, the old man in the family has passed away, I can only spare a little time today, and I will resume normal updates the day after tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)