Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

As promised, Ellard took Cecilia to meet the black magician.

Several others also accompanied him along the way.

If I hadn't gone to meet the black magician, it would have felt like we were going out on an adventure together in the old days.

Since Cecilia overdrew too seriously last time, Cecilia's magic has been improved again.

Elar and others noticed this at the first time and were shocked.

According to common sense, the black magician should be in the territory of the demons, but looking at the direction led by Elar and others, they were obviously heading towards Petra.

Cecilia had doubts in her heart but did not ask.

When it finally stopped in front of a small house in the main city of Petra, even Cecilia was stunned.

Is it true that the most dangerous place is the safest place?

Cecilia would even pass by this place every time she came out of the palace to look for Lorian, but she never found any traces of black magic here.

Even though she was parked outside the house and knew that the black magician was inside, Cecilia did not sense any trace of black magic.

Elar knocked on the door with familiarity, and without waiting, pushed open the door of the cabin.

The other five people followed in naturally.

Cecilia followed closely until they entered the yard of the cottage, where a man who looked to be in his early thirties was lying on a recliner, covered with a thick blanket, sleeping soundly.

Cecilia asked with her eyes, and everyone nodded. Ellar introduced in a low voice, "This is the black magician, Mr. Campbell mentioned by the dragon."

The man on the recliner seemed to be woken up. He slowly opened his eyes with a vigilant look in his eyes. After seeing who was coming, he closed his eyes again.

Cecilia always felt that she had seen this black magician somewhere.

Ellar stepped forward and said, "Sir, I have brought Cecilia here."

Cecilia noticed the words Elar used and realized that he brought her here just to play along with his opponent.

Campbell just said "hmm" and that was all.

Cecilia looked at everyone and had to bite the bullet and said, "Hello, Master Dark Magician. What do I have to pay to join you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room responded with different expressions.

The man in the rocking chair opened his eyes and looked at Cecilia intently.

After a long time, he hummed a tune.

Cecilia was stunned.

She remembered where she had seen this dark magician before.

"Are you the bard?"

The man closed his eyes again.

Cecilia: ...

When I looked at Elar and the others again, they had already left.

Cecilia felt like she had delivered herself to the door.

The man stretched and stood up from the rocking chair. He seemed to feel a little cold and shrank his neck. When he passed by Cecilia, he said, "Come in with me."

Cecilia did as she was told.

Following the man, Cecilia looked around the cottage. The cottage was decorated very warmly, but she always felt a sense of disharmony.

The decoration in this house doesn't look like it was arranged by a man.

Maybe it's my own stereotype?

Cecilia threw these messy thoughts away.

After arriving at the living room of the cabin, the man poured a glass of water for Cecilia. Cecilia took it but did not drink it, and the man did not seem to care.

"Why did you suddenly send me back to ten years ago?"

The man poured himself a glass of water and said, "I just wanted to send you away."

Cecilia: ...

To be honest, Cecilia had thought about the situation when she would meet the black magician before. In her imagination, the situation would be like a gunpowder explosion at any time.

And now...

It's a bit too harmonious.

The man probably didn't want to beat around the bush with Cecilia anymore. "I know you don't want to be a black magician. You came to me because you wanted to seal me."

Cecilia was shocked. Has the situation finally come to a head-on confrontation?

Since the other party knew my plan, it meant that my sealing plan would probably be of no use.

The man seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Cecilia with admiration, "I never thought that I would be able to see dragons flying in the sky in my lifetime."

Cecilia just smiled and didn't know what to say.

The man's eyes were filled with nostalgia. "When the dragons ruled this continent, I felt that there was no hope for the days back then. The only thing I could do was die at the hands of the dragons or demons."

The man in front of me can be said to be the living history of this world. He has witnessed the development and changes of this world with his own eyes.

It is even possible that he was the one who brought about the current situation.

"Then why are you helping the demons to rule this continent again?"

The man turned around and looked at Cecilia, showing a cold smile, "You are a little anxious."

Cecilia fell silent immediately.

In the face of absolute strength, Cecilia still has self-awareness.

"I didn't intend to curse the dragons at first. In fact, although the dragons' rule is brutal, it is not much better than the demons. But for humans, there is actually no difference."

Cecilia had a lot of questions she wanted to ask but didn't dare to.

"Cursing the dragon clan is a helpless act. The demon clan stole the dragon clan's bloodline and wanted to combine the dragon clan's power to overthrow the dragon clan's rule."

Cecilia was about to burst out with laughter, but fortunately Campbell was a good narrator and he seemed to know the questions Cecilia wanted to ask.

"The curse appears to mean that the dragon race cannot leave the top of Mount Moriadu, but in reality, the dragon race's power will become ineffective once they leave the top of that mountain."

The man looked out the window at Mount Moriadu.

Cecilia followed his gaze and if she used magic, she would be able to see the top of Mount Moriadu from here.

Cecilia had no doubt that Campbell could do it easily, what she could barely do.

"The demons are too difficult to kill."

The tone of these words was like a sigh.

Yes.

More than three thousand years have passed since the dragon clan was cursed. If Campbell had the ability to deal with the demons over the years, he might have dealt with them long ago, and would not have ended up helping the demons to commit atrocities like now.

"I have tried to kill the demons, but I couldn't. As long as the first generation of blood clan members are not dead, the blood clan can continue to reproduce; as long as the undead and skeleton knights under their command are not dead, the wizard cannot die, and the undead and skeleton knights are transformed from other races after death; the lich is cunning and never uses its real body to see people. Every time it appears, it possesses the body of a monster. If you can't find its real body, you can't kill the opponent; and the black magician..."

The man looked at Cecilia and said, "More than three thousand years ago, there were no black magicians among the demons. If I hadn't done something more than two thousand years ago to hide the truth, black magicians would not have been classified as demons."

Cecilia looked at her inquiringly, but the man acted as if he didn't see anything.

So he boldly asked, "You couldn't kill him then, are you still unkillable now?"

The man didn't answer.

Most likely he could have been killed, but for some unknown reason, the man did not do so and instead "defected" to the demon clan.

Or maybe with the changes of time, Campbell has long lost his original intention.

It's like a curse on the dragon race.

The lifespan of demons is not a thousand years long, and those demons who have mastered the ability to steal the power of dragons should have died long ago.

Campbell could have lifted the dragon's curse.

Cecilia had seen that the curse placed on the dragon clan was not irreversible.

But Campbell didn't do that in the end.

He even attacked the leader of the mermaid tribe more than three hundred years ago.

If we talk about pity, the mermaids are definitely the ones who have been affected.

Looking at the history of more than 3,000 years, the mermaids have been living and multiplying in the ocean and have never interfered in matters on land.

Just because Ellard and others needed immortality, Campbell took action against the mermaid leader.

Cecilia really couldn't agree more.

"More than two thousand years ago, I met a girl who told me that the future of the continent of Swester would usher in a prosperous and beautiful scene. From her description, there would be no more demons on this continent. Humans, giants, dwarves, orcs, and elves would occasionally fight for the right to rule the continent, but most of the time they would not interfere with each other."

Cecilia had heard such rhetoric from Babbitt before. At that time, the "white moonlight" Babbitt was referring to was herself before she had that experience.

Cecilia ventured to guess, "Is the girl you are talking about me?"

The man who had been calm all this time now had a little excitement in his tone, "Do you remember?"

It’s really me.

Cecilia shook her head and made another guess, "Maybe I really have to wait until I see these things before I go back to that time to meet you and tell you these."

The man's expression became calm again, as if the excitement just now was Cecilia's illusion.

"So you do these things according to my instructions?"

Cecilia couldn't accept it for a moment. If she realized that all the people who died in the war on this continent and the innocent mermaid chiefs who were harmed were because of what she said...

"You think too highly of yourself. Your words are only letting me know that my plan will succeed."

Cecilia was stunned, but she always felt that there was something she had not grasped. Campbell continued, "I didn't expect that you and the Elf Queen could work together to lift the curse I cast. It really surprised me."

Cecilia: ...

Isn't the change of topic a bit too abrupt?

"Elar and the others also know this?"

Campbell nodded. "Did Abeluna tell you that she predicted that you would appear now?"

Cecilia nodded.

Campbell smiled sarcastically, "She did predict that you would be in the future, but she didn't predict the exact time. I told them the exact time."

After saying this, the man changed the subject again, "I told them that I could let them see you alive, and told them that the continent would be destroyed in four hundred years, and your purpose and plan after your return, and they willingly stayed to help me."

Cecilia was a little angry. "So you took Elar to kill the mermaid leader? And you planned the current invasion war of the demons? Will you be able to see the future I mentioned?"

She stood up and said, "Not really. Just like you said, four hundred years from now, the continent will be destroyed. The future I talked about is ruined in your hands."

Campbell smiled evilly, "So what? Isn't destruction better than that false future?"

Cecilia was controlled by her emotions for a moment. If she could let this person die here...

Will the mainland really become what he told Campbell?

Almost at the moment Cecilia had this thought, the man in front of her began to age, die, and evaporate at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving behind only a pile of bones.

The air was filled with the stench of rotting meat.

Cecilia stood there in a daze.

Looking down at himself, he saw three rays of light surrounding him.

The three blessings worked!

Cecilia seemed to suddenly realize something, pushed open the door and shouted the names of Elar and others.

There was no sign of any other people inside the cottage or in the garden.

When Cecilia entered the living room again, the previously warm decoration in the room had become quite shabby due to the loss of Campbell's long-term magical maintenance.

The skeleton sat there quietly.

Cecilia always felt something was wrong.

It went so well.

When he first met the other person, Campbell knew very well what he was here for and it was impossible for him not to be on guard against him.

From what he said, it's clear that he can't seal the other party.

But the other party died so easily.

Cecilia came to the garden and saw that the recliner where the man had been lying was obviously no longer usable.

She stepped forward and used magic to explore the age of the rocking chair, but was surprised.

The bamboo on this rocking chair actually comes from more than two thousand years ago.

She looked around at the skeleton in the living room of the cottage, using magic to hide the house.

Cecilia began to rush towards the front line.

This teleportation magic really scared her herself.

She could actually teleport directly from Petra to Tux Song City.

Not only was it teleported, but the remaining magic was also shocking.

She might have sensed something and quickly found Demetra for logistics.

The moment Demetra saw Cecilia, tears flowed down her face and she gave Cecilia a big hug.

Cecilia pushed Demetra away after a moment, "Did Elar and the others give you anything?"

Demetra nodded and took out the letter left by Elar and others, but did not dare to open it.

Demetra held Cecilia's hand and said, "It's okay. We can still wait until the war is over."

Cecilia hurriedly asked what the current situation was on the front line. Demetra was leaning back and was not very clear about the front line.

Before he could even open his mouth, good news of a great victory came from the front line.

The demons didn't know what was going on, and the power of their attack suddenly dropped sharply, and the three tribes immediately gained the upper hand.

The messenger's words were vague, so Cecilia anxiously went directly to the front line.

More than a great victory.

Most of the demons fell to the ground as if they had died suddenly, and the humans immediately rushed past their offensive.

The campaign was aimed at recovering lost territory.