Chapter 51: Entering The Amayan Mistland

He knew how dangerous the heart of realm lands were. In order for a being to even successfully enter them, they needed to possess magic in their blood.

'For the Crown Prince to successfully enter the Heart of Mistland could only mean that he also possesses magical blood.'

Since the couple were both possible magic wielders, it only made sense that he could not clearly peek into their future.

He felt comforted after discovering the truth of the matter.

It was not his skill that was weak but the kids that were no ordinary humans.

As his gaze casually swept over the Crown Prince, it indirectly fell onto the unusual black spear strapped on his back.

The black spear was long, surpassing the Crown Prince's six-feet four-inch height by about a head, its thick body covered in ancient runes and carvings that gave it a mysterious air.

As it casually hung on Crown Prince Lail's back, it intermittently glowed with a blue light, releasing an oppressive aura.

The Old Oracle's eyes immediately widened in shock, lighting with surprise and confusion.

'A spiritual weapon?'

He was incredulous.

The Crown Prince possessing magic was already astonishing enough for him. But considering the kid's background and lineage, he calmly came to terms with the matter.

After all, with his strong heritage, it was only a matter of time before he started manifesting his magical abilities.

However, the Crown Prince did not seem to only possess magic in his veins, but also seemed to possess a high concentration of it.

Because spiritual weapons contained the discerning souls of spiritual beasts.

These spiritual beasts were different from wild beasts in the way they had intelligence that rivaled, and at times surpassed, even humans. They were also beasts that achieved enlightenment and reached the highest level possible in both physical fortitude and spiritual attainment.

No longer finding any room for improvement in their physical bodies, they endured tremendous pain and unimaginable risk to successfully shed their skin and turn into spiritual weapons.

From there, they remained in weapon forms and further strengthened their magical abilities by directly absorbing the elemental magic in the atmosphere, until they found capable individuals to acknowledge as masters.

And as such beasts of incredible talent and great intelligence looked down on beings that their spiritual senses perceived as weaker than them, there were very few individuals in the past centuries that gained their approval.

Because to win over the proud beast soul in the weapon, one had to be their equal in terms of both magical and spiritual ability, physical and mental fortitude.

As it was also through the master-subordinate connection that its magic absorption speed and future upgrading prospects depended.

As such, unless the Crown Prince was it's equal on both aspects, it would not have acknowledged it as its master.

Thinking up to this point, the Old Oracle turned dumb.

'This shock is too great for my old soul'

He listlessly thought, his gaze still glued to the black spear.

"I only came back so that you could return with a peaceful mind. Thank you for your help, Old Oracle. Let me know if you ever need any assistance in the future." Crown Prince Lail was calmer now.

Having figured out his next course of action, he felt more relaxed.

Worrying endlessly when he could not even reach his wife or do anything to reach her would only be a waste of the precious time he had.

'Since I can not see her at the moment, I might as well learn all I can and focus on growing stronger. This is a much better way for me to spend my time, as I will then gain the strength and ability to protect her in the future.'

His dark eyes flashed with a blue light as his gaze moved towards the beckoning black forest.

He had only tonight to enter the academy.

"Hmm, where ever you are headed, just be sure to be more careful." The Old Oracle stroked his beard with a light smile on his face.

Now that the Crown Prince had the ability to protect himself in Heart Lands, he was no longer worried about him setting off on his own to search for his wife.

Even though he was alone, he had a spiritual weapon with him.

Even if he could not succeed in his task, he would still be able to escape with his life.

Thinking as such, he encouragingly waved him away.

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"Do not worry about me. I have the ability to protect myself in any region of the Amaya realm. You go on. There is a long road ahead of you."

Crown Prince Lail slightly smiled, respectfully clasping his fists, as he nodded.

Turning, he jumped on his black Myif, steering it directly into the expansive black forest.

He could not wait any longer.

The Old Oracle thoughtfully watched the Crown Prince of the Amayan Empire decisively enter the black forest of the Eastwind Forest without looking back.

'I hope he easily achieves his goal.'

He walked towards the cool waves of the Southern Oceanic.

Unbeknownst to him, the Crown Prince was not leaving to search for his wife this time.

This time, he was leaving to enter the Amayan Mistland Academy.

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On top of the Black Serpent's back, Crown Prince Lail watched the waves of murky mists split apart in an almost prostrating manner.

During the short period of time they entered the roiling mists, the same scene played out where ever the Black Serpent passed through.

Not only did the mists and wild beasts give way, but most of the black trees also seemed to bend or lean away, the instant the serpent's black form swept past.

From these few incidents, he was able to clearly perceive the Black Serpent's influence, giving him a glance into the other advantages of spiritual weapons, aside from the obvious.

Perhaps because of their transformation, they seemed to stand above the ordinary magical beings.

The further they ventured into the Heart of Mistland, the more the occasional growls and roars of the wild beasts turned horrific and chaotic, resonating eerily in the misty region.

"Master, you want me to find a dimensional rift? Are we entering a different dimension?" The Black Serpent's booming voice fell like a thunder in the damp environment. The shockwaves of its formidable roar shook the nearby trees.

The forest immediately vibrated as creatures scrambled away in fear and moisture in the form of raindrops splashed on the black ground, clearing the foggy landscape until everything became still and silent.

"Hmm. We will enroll in the academy. Black Serpent, you need to find the rift soon." Crown Prince Lail wiped his damp face with his long sleeve as he instructed the Black Serpent.

He did not mind the water, more than satisfied with the Black Serpent as he glanced at the empty region.

Compared to when he had first entered the Heart of Mistland, his journey this time was clearly much more relaxed and smooth. With the beasts and mists cleared away, their search for the dimension would be much easier.

After a long trek passing over more black trees and clearing more mists, the Crown Prince and Black Serpent finally reached the black gap where they first met in.

Instantly, Crown Prince Lail felt his skin tingling as a primitive and pure energy flowed over his body.

"Master, the dimensional rift is at the bottom of the black lake!" The Black Serpent exclaimed in surprise as it looked at the gaping black water.

It also recognized the region as it was the place it had been hibernating for thousands of years.

However, since it was in deep sleep, it never felt the presence of the rift.

"Yes, it is." As soon as his skin started prickling, the Crown Prince immediately realized the location of the rift as well.

The last time he was at the black lake, he did not feel the prickling of his skin.

This was probably because of his perilous situation, both when he unwittingly fell into the lake after the giant tree crashed into him, and when he was leaving coiled in the Black Serpent's tail.

But now that he appeared in a good condition, relaxed and carefree, he immediately sensed the slight tingling sensation on his skin.

As he stood above the black water on the back of the blue-black serpent, his waist-length black hair and long black robes freely waved in the windless black night.

With his pale complexion and handsome masculine features, he gave off the majestic presence of a celestial being descending to the mortal realm.

"Go!"

With excitement soaring in his heart, his dark eyes brightened with a radiant blue.

Without hesitation, he commanded the Black Serpent forward.

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