I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 804 - 500 Symphony of Destiny_2

"I am quite surprised by your mind. I didn’t expect that through my Dharma Seal and some basic magic principles, you’d come up with such wonderful ideas... When these combined with the Mythical Power of your own Destiny Faction, it created incredible strength. This indeed gave me some inspiration."

As she spoke, a melancholic expression once again surfaced in the lady’s eyes.

Chen Lun saw this and for some reason, felt a sense of caution.

As expected, Lady Fleurette exhaled a puff of smoke and slowly spoke:

"Although I’ve grown accustomed to it over the years, it’s still nice to have someone around to chat with... Jack, I heard that Lady Elk went to the Royal City, so I’m planning to write a letter to communicate with her, and by the way, request some research materials..."

The turn in her speech was quite abrupt and had a deeper implication.

Chen Lun instantly comprehended.

This big-shot is short on money again...

He took a deep breath, made a slight choice, then took out a certificate from the Imperial Bank and handed it over, clearly marked with the amount of fifty thousand Gold Pounds.

"Jack, what is this?"

Lady Fleurette looked puzzled.

"Some trivial worldly possessions, hoping they’ll make you and Lady Elk’s conversation more enjoyable."

Chen Lun smiled.

His heart bled a little; his wealth was now less than a hundred thousand.

Luckily, his self-developed "Spiritual Vision Potion" was continuously being sold to players. With this cash cow, he could still earn quite a bit in the upcoming 2.0 version, so he was somewhat relieved.

Lady Fleurette took the certificate, played with it for a moment, then sighed:

"I didn’t expect to receive funding from you again, I’m ashamed..."

As she spoke, the lady held the cigarette in the corner of her mouth, freed her hand to heavily pat the shoulder of the old mage Carmen beside her.

"Don’t judge my student by his age, actually, his travels have been very few, which is why he was trapped in the Dark World for so many years out of carelessness... How about letting Carmen follow you for a few years?"

"Huh?"

Chen Lun was slightly stunned.

Beside him, Carmen was also dumbfounded.

"Teacher?"

"Jack is now also a Saint, in the same Sequence Four as you, and even much stronger in many aspects... You’ll learn a lot by following him, just like I did when I traveled with Sir Jing Yao."

Lady Fleurette said lightly.

Carmen looked distressed, wanting to say something but couldn’t.

He had always listened to his teacher, so he didn’t refuse, but he couldn’t help thinking if his teacher felt guilty after receiving those fifty thousand Gold Pounds and decided to sell him.

"My team doesn’t have any high-ranked individuals. If Mage Carmen could come to help me, it would be an honor."

Chen Lun smiled.

"Alright, it’s settled then."

Lady Fleurette flicked the cigarette butt, which flew to the volcano’s crater below.

She pointed in that direction again.

"However, the array patterns below are yet to be renovated and repaired. Wait a few days, after Carmen has finished and I’ll let him find you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chen Lun leaned on his Silver Staff and slightly bowed to Lady Fleurette and her disciple.

He exchanged a smile with the lady.

Only the old man looked desolate, silently grieving.

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Leaving Meteor Tower, Chen Lun returned to the Royal City.

Fortunately, during the days his Incarnation was gone, nothing unusual happened in the Generous Church District. So he took the opportunity to leisurely stroll through the bustling Central District.

After the Prince incident concluded, the Royal Family and the Seven Gods Church returned to tranquility, at least maintaining the surface peace.

Chen Lun leaned on his Silver Staff, pulled down his hat brim, walked on the roadside like an ordinary Gentleman without drawing any attention.

For some reason, from the atmosphere of the Royal City, he felt a strange sensation... an inexplicable eeriness.

Passing by the bulletin board and walls, with a casual glance, he saw those blank spots where texts had disappeared, Chen Lun’s heart shivered.

He knew very well that it was because after Prince Dazlert died, people started to gradually forget about him... Chen Lun didn’t plan to investigate further, at least not right now.

But he firmly remembered this matter in his heart.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The author of ’Philip’s Adventures’ has released a new work! A novel that has been sweeping the aristocratic circles of the Central District these days, a masterpiece that has moved countless noble daughters, won’t you take a look?"

At this moment, not far away, a newspaper boy was dragging a simple rolling box, filled with hard-bound books. He shouted while holding a book in his hand.

"Only two Silver Ducats, and you can buy this century masterpiece!"

Chen Lun suddenly stopped, turned to stare at the book in the newspaper boy’s hand.

On the cover, it clearly wrote ’Tragic Prince’!

"Again, it’s this little guy selling the book. The bookstore downstairs and ’Glorious Bookstore’ on Fairley Street are plastered with posters and banners for promotion. I really don’t know what’s so good about this book... It’s full of fictitious characters and exaggerated plots."

Next to Chen Lun, two men passed by, chatting lively.

Another man agreed with a complaint:

"That is... some Prince Dazlert. Our Empire never had such a prince, only Princess Anna, and the fabricated tragic plots inside just make me feel sick... But my wife and daughter are fond of it, these past few days they lose appetite and sleep over it, spending all day sitting on the sofa reading, so absorbed they don’t even listen to me when I talk, sigh..."