"Don't go too far, otherwise neither of you will end up well. After all, he is a prince, and this status is an advantage." Annelotte couldn't help but remind him in the end.
"I understand." Regnar smiled.
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That night, Regnar found out that Joffrey had left the palace because he went hunting.
"You've already become the principal and still want to hunt?" Regnar sneered at Joffrey's irresponsibility, but this was actually a good thing for him. At least this way he could get close to Joffrey easily.
Although Regnar is now regarded as the top assassin on the mainland, with his current ability, it is still difficult to sneak into the palace of the Hawke Empire without leaving any trace. And once he leaves any loopholes, he will never be able to get rid of the crime of breaking into the palace privately. There will be countless troubles then.
Therefore, since Joffrey is willing to leave the palace, Regnar will naturally be spared the trouble. He found out Joffrey's location through military intelligence, and then rode a fast horse to the outskirts of Merindl under the cover of night.
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The cold touch on the back of his neck startled Joffrey. He quickly exited the meditative state, and then slowly raised his hands.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" Joffrey's voice sounded quite calm. He was making calculations in his mind. If his opponent was an assassin from the Stoke Empire, he would definitely not fight back. Just do this meaningless action and just cut his throat open. Therefore, this guy must be someone from within the Hawke Empire.
"Of course I know who you are, but the person I'm looking for is you." Regnar whispered. Although there were many patrolling followers outside Joffrey's tent, he was already in the tent when he entered. It contains the mute seal given to him by Annelotte. Theoretically, with the existence of such a thing, no one would hear Regnar even if he was rolling around in the tent crying and howling, but he still seemed very cautious because the person he was facing was, after all, the great prince of the Hawke Empire. The current preferred heir to the throne.
"Regnar?" Joffrey guessed who it was when he heard the voice. He gritted his teeth and said, "It is indeed you. You finally found him!"
"So what if it's me? Your Highness the Great Prince?" Regnar pressed the black blade down again, and a line of blood as thin as a hair even appeared on Joffrey's neck.
"Why did you come to me?" Joffrey became calmer after realizing it was Regnar. He knew that Regnar was concerned about too much, and he would never dare to kill him so recklessly.
"Of course it confirms something." Regnar smiled and took back the dagger. He patted Joffrey's cheek with the black blade and said, "Turn around!"
"..." Joffrey was silent and moved the chair around. Because one of his legs was not healed yet, he seemed extremely clumsy even if he moved a chair. In normal times, he would definitely use the hands of a mage instead, but now being approached by a top assassin, Joffrey did not dare to do such a threatening action as casting a spell.
"It seems that the gift the boss left for you seems to be a good one." Regnar couldn't help but laugh when he saw Joffrey's clumsy appearance.
Joffrey gritted his teeth so hard that he almost broke them. He said in a low voice but extremely bitterly: "One day, I will fuck all your women in front of you, and then kill you!"
"Pay attention to your situation." Regnar directly swung the dagger and cut a small part of the tendons in Joffrey's shoulder.
"Ah!" Joffrey screamed in pain, and the blood instantly stained his nightgown.
"Don't threaten me at this time, because I'm on the verge of losing control now." Regnar's voice still sounded very calm: "And once I lose control, you should be able to imagine what I will do."
"..." Only then did Joffrey feel fear. He understood that Regnar was not playing a joke on him at this time. No matter how many concerns Regner has, no matter how much concerns Regner has, if Joffrey really continues to threaten the lives of those women, then Regner might as well kill him now, and then In exile with several women.
"Why are you looking for me?" Joffrey's tone finally softened.
"First of all, is that Hoffman yours?" Regnar seemed to be satisfied with Joffrey's change in attitude. He nodded and then asked with a smile.
"At this time, what difference does it make whether I say yes or not?" Joffrey answered, covering his wound. Since Regnar has come here, he must think that it was Joffrey who did this, so Does the answer still make sense
"Can I take this answer as your admission?"
"it's up to you!"
"That's very good." Regnar's eyes became as sharp as a blade in an instant. His black blade was pressed against Joffrey's Adam's apple at some point. Regnar used what he could do to He said in the most solemn tone: "Then I'm here to warn you, never do anything to the people around me again."
"Otherwise, what would happen? You came all the way here just to threaten me?" Joffrey sneered with disdain. Who did Regnar think he was? Does he still want to use this boring method to threaten himself? Stop laughing your ass off!
"This is a very good question." Regnar showed a confident smile. He drew out the light-swallowing sword from behind and said, "Actually, this is a secret of mine, but now in order to let you understand the importance of the matter. , I think it’s better for you to see it with your own eyes. I believe that His Highness the Prince, who is a mage, should understand it easily.”
"Teacher, please..." I said silently in my heart.
"I understand." Garona responded, and then released some of the soul power that Regnar had collected through the light-swallowing sword during this period.
For an instant, the originally dark sword body of Tun Guang even radiated black light, and then an eerie force filled the entire tent. Although there was almost no change in the brightness of the light in the tent, not to mention Joffrey, even Regnar obviously felt depressed because of this unnatural soul power. It feels like there is an invisible ghost standing behind you.
"Okay, that's enough." Regnar looked at Joffrey's face and felt that it had almost become a threat, so he quickly shouted stop. That environment was so depressing that even he felt that it was a threat. And shed two drops of cold sweat.
"How's it going? Doesn't it taste good?" Garona was elated. She knew how much soul power affects people.
"..." Regnar was speechless.
"Soul... Horcrux..." Joffrey murmured in a tone of extreme fear: "This sword of yours... is actually a Horcrux..."
"As expected of a high-level mage, he is really knowledgeable!" Regnar was very satisfied with Joffrey's surprise and fear.
"Why do you have a Horcrux?" Joffrey asked with a trembling voice. Although Joffrey was not a necromancer who was proficient in soul magic, he still knew how terrifying a Horcrux was.
The so-called Horcrux refers to some kind of artifact that can control the power of the soul. It can be a weapon, armor, or even a stone. As we know, once a person dies, his soul can go to many places. Those who are lucky and devout may return to the embrace of the gods they believe in. Those who are less lucky will either be harvested by death or disappear. Is there anything worse than this result? The answer is yes, the worse outcome is to be controlled by one's enemies using Horcruxes.
Once a person's soul is controlled by a Horcrux, that person can only become the plaything of the Horcrux owner. The soul is a very strange thing. It can disappear in a short time without the support of soul power. But a soul can also burn under the torture of soul-eating fire for ten thousand years without any loss...
The pain of having your soul burned by the Soul-Eating Fire is simply beyond the scope of description in words. Compared with this kind of torture, self-immolation will become as comfortable and comfortable as taking a sauna.
So Joffrey seemed very scared after knowing that Regnar had a Horcrux.
"It's just a coincidence. The original name of this weapon." Regnar paused and then said, "It's called Soul Eater."
"Soul Eater Wenlingnington's weapon..." Joffrey's face turned pale again. He was scared now, very scared. If Regnar killed him with light-devouring light at this time, then he would face What
"Since you already know so much, I think it's time for me to express what I mean." Regnar said, "Look, in an environment like the suburbs, I can do it without anyone noticing. I want to approach you. Now, even if I want to kill you, no one can stop me. Well, the suburbs have indeed made your guards looser, but you really believe that the palace guards can stop me. What? Even if you can, can you never leave the palace?"
"..." Joffrey's face turned paler the more he listened.
"You have to know that the person you are facing now is me, Dark Elegy, the top assassin on this continent." Regnar continued: "So, you can escape my temporary pursuit, but you cannot escape me A lifetime of pursuit; you can prevent my assassination during the day, but you may not be able to prevent it when eating and sleeping; in front of my shadow teleportation and dark body, any strength you have will become a joke . In other words, as long as you are targeted by me, you will definitely be dead. Do you understand?"
"Ming...bai..." Joffrey replied with cold sweat dripping.
"So." Regnar bent down and continued in Joffrey's ear: "Never, never, never touch my bottom line. If you really do this, then you must work out a plan that can definitely This is a strategy to kill me. And as long as you let me still breathe, what awaits you is endless fear and torture."
"..." Joffrey didn't know when he finally came to his senses, but by this time, Regna had disappeared.
"What the hell!!" Joffrey wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then cursed through gritted teeth.
Afterwards, His Royal Highness the Grand Prince summoned his guards, and all the guards who followed Joffrey out for hunting watched helplessly as he first cursed them for no reason, and then immediately killed the few unlucky ones who were keeping watch that night. Put to death. Joffrey's actions were naturally incomprehensible to others, but because he was the prince of the empire, no one dared to say a word even if he killed several attendants.