I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 445: Chapter 352 The Death of the King of Bodici

Night had fallen,

In the civilian district of Luminous Stone City, darkness gradually enveloped the area, yet not a single window lit up.

The low houses around were silent; the ordinary inhabitants had already received the news that the Boditch Army had been utterly defeated by Feis’s forces and Luminous Stone City had fallen.

It was for this reason that everyone was hiding in their homes, peering through the cracks in their windows to watch the outside cautiously.

In the hearts of these civilians, the Boditch Soldiers were as loathsome and overbearing as demons–how much more terrifying then must the victorious Feis’s forces be!

Although this civilian area was quiet, and not a single Feis soldier had come here, anxiety was spreading wantonly with the cover of night.

Tonight, it was estimated that no one in the entire Luminous Stone City would be able to sleep well.

Hidden among the low houses was a seemingly ordinary and mundane hut, whose mottled walls looked as if they had weathered many years of rain, snow, and wind, ready to collapse at any moment.

But what was special about this hut was that it had a small courtyard enclosed by a wall as tall as a person, setting it at a certain distance from the surrounding residences, nearly imperceptible to them.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door of the hut and gently pushed it open to enter.

The one who appeared was none other than Lis, who had just rushed over from Bevis’s side.

Upon entering the hut, what was strange was that there was not a single piece of furniture inside the empty space, with a thick layer of dust accumulated on the floor.

Looking at the two sturdy men who had collapsed in the middle of the room, Lis said to Helen and Basel standing by the side:

Go to

“How is it, any movement yet?”

Helen, dressed in light brown leather armor, shook her head and then fell silent again, looking somewhat agitated.

Basel, on the other hand, replied:

“We’ve been waiting here all day, and just now two people suddenly crawled out from the secret passage underground, and I took them down.”

“It seems you were right, this really is an exit to the secret passage of Boditch Royal Palace.”

After a pause, Basel curiously looked at Lis and asked:

“How did you know there was a secret passage here?”

“I have my ways.”

Lis shook his head, brushing off the inquiry.

Before today’s decisive battle, Lis, having roughly anticipated the outcome, had Helen and Basel wait here for the King of Boditch to deliver himself right into their hands.

This little hut was one of the secret passages leading out of Boditch Royal Palace, and Lis, who knew the direction of the plot, was aware that King John would try to flee Luminous Stone City through here.

In his past life, during that pursuit mission, His Majesty the King had been very adept at running; relying on the foundation of the Boditch Royal Family and the few who still remained loyal, he had evaded capture throughout the kingdom for months before finally being caught.

Naturally, Lis would not give this incompetent His Majesty the King the opportunity and directly led people to block the way.

Even if they tried to escape through other secret passages, Lis was, of course, well-prepared with countermeasures.

Today, the King of Boditch had no chance of escape!

After patting Helen’s head, Lis looked at her tense little face.

Helen, who had been continuously nourished and rigorously trained in the past few months, was no longer the pitiful, skinny, and helpless little beggar girl she was when they had first met.

Her small face was plump and rosy, as cute as a porcelain doll, her hair had gained much more luster, and while the insistence on practicing martial arts had caused her small hands to form rough calluses early on, it also made her body much stronger.

Lis had not kept Helen in the dark about the plan to capture the King of Boditch; in fact, it was for this very event that he had brought Helen here today.

Capturing the King of Boditch was not hugely important to Lis–the credit was more of an added bonus–but it was different for Helen.

During this time, under Lis’s guidance, Helen had trained tirelessly, regardless of the weather. She had endured more than what a girl her age could ordinarily bear; Lis had been prepared for the possibility that Helen couldn’t keep up, but she persisted with determination!

She should have been at the age of being coddled in her parents’ arms, yet she stood trembling in the scorching sun, holding the heavy longsword and practicing her stance–Helen had not had an easy time.

Not to mention the injuries sustained in combat, or her trembling yet determined stance when she killed someone for the first time.

While paying attention to Helen’s training, Lis naturally understood what drove her to keep going.

It was her hatred for the King of Boditch, the father with whom she shared bloodlines!

This belief had sustained her all this time, just as her hatred grew fiercer through the pain.

Lis was well aware that although hatred could propel a person through countless difficulties and foster rapid growth, indulging in it for too long could make a person become extreme and obstinate.

He did not wish for Helen to become like that.

Even though Helen would become one of the Pirate Kings, a Golden Top Strong Person, in the future, Lis believed that she was capable of much more.

Moreover, with King Bodich’s death being imminent, Lis didn’t want Helen to linger with such a life-long regret.

Moving on from this hatred and finding a new goal would make Helen stronger, benefiting her future as well.

Feeling the warm hand on her head, Helen didn’t resist but instead leaned closer to Lis, her small hand gripping the corner of his clothes tightly.

Today, after learning from her teacher that she would see the “Father King”, Helen had been feeling a bit lost.