Chapter 440: Chapter440-Saving Them Twice
Although Daniel had already realized that the prince represented an opportunity for him, the young man had not yet truly fallen into a desperate situation.
If Daniel acted now, he would be unable to maximize the benefits.
Therefore, he decided to remain on the sidelines for the moment and quietly observe how the situation developed.
At the same time, he could sense that he was far from the only realm-crosser hiding within the city.
Countless experts of similar strength were concealed throughout the shadows, silently watching the conflict unfold.
Daniel paid them no attention.
His gaze remained firmly fixed upon the luxuriously dressed prince and his entourage.
The imperial guards protected the prince all the way toward the outskirts of the city.
However, none of them realized that a vast number of black-clad assassins had already laid an inescapable net beyond the city walls.
...
Daniel stood upon a distant rooftop and watched everything unfold.
His figure flickered continuously as he followed the group, ensuring that they never left his sight.
At the same time, he carefully restrained his aura so that none of them would detect his presence.
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"Your Highness, I will do everything in my power to ensure that you escape alive!"
A peak Divine-grade expert suddenly erupted with terrifying Origin energy, blasting several black-clad assassins out of the way.
Behind him, the young man dressed in luxurious robes spoke with a resolute expression.
"Don’t worry, Chief Steward Foster. We will survive this."
"This assassination was most likely ordered by Prince Kaden. He has secretly colluded with several groups of outsiders."
"However, even he would not dare attack us openly within the Imperial City."
"We may face even greater danger once we leave the city."
"Besides, even if we somehow escape today, there will still be nowhere for us to go afterward."
Chief Steward Foster immediately became anxious.
"Your Highness, you’re being foolish!"
"You carry the imperial bloodline of the Eternal Empire. How could you be allowed to perish here?"
"Even if you must die, you should die within the imperial palace!"
"We need to leave this place immediately."
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Hidden in the darkness, Daniel’s ears twitched slightly.
He had clearly heard them refer to the young man as a prince.
Golden light immediately flashed within his eyes as a plan formed in his mind.
If he saved this man, he would naturally obtain a legitimate opportunity to enter the Holy See.
It appeared that his earlier judgment had been correct.
This prince was indeed his greatest opportunity.
...
By now, the prince and his entourage had been completely surrounded by the black-clad assassins.
They appeared to have fallen into an inescapable situation.
Daniel felt that the timing was finally right.
He decisively raised one hand and summoned a surge of Origin power.
"It’s time for me to act."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of a terrifying star river spread from his palm.
Within moments, it fully condensed into an enormous palm formed from Origin starlight.
The colossal hand descended from the sky.
The instant it made contact with the assassins, every black-clad figure was reduced to dust.
They were crushed out of existence by the enormous palm.
Yet the prince and his guards, despite standing in the middle of the attack, remained completely unharmed.
As dust filled the air, Chief Steward Foster and Prince Dorek both froze in shock.
They immediately activated their defenses, fearing that they might be struck by another attack.
While they were still filled with confusion, the dust in the distance gradually dispersed, revealing Daniel’s figure.
They instantly realized that this man had been the one who saved them.
Chief Steward Foster was the first to place one hand against his shoulder and bow respectfully.
"Thank you for saving our lives, Your Excellency."
"May I ask how we should address you?"
Prince Dorek also cupped his hands and expressed his gratitude.
"Thank you, Senior."
"May I ask where you come from?"
Faced with their questions, Daniel merely waved his hand.
"I am nothing more than a wandering traveler."
"While passing through your lands, I sensed an unusual disturbance within the city and came to investigate."
"I did not expect to encounter such shameless bullies preying upon the weak."
"I acted merely because I wished to."
"There is no need for you to remember my name."
"Perhaps we will meet again someday."
As soon as his words fell, Daniel’s figure rapidly faded from where he stood.
He did not even give the two men another opportunity to thank him.
Chief Steward Foster stared at the place where Daniel had disappeared, admiration immediately appearing on his face.
"That man sought neither wealth nor power, nor did he desire fame."
"He performed such a virtuous deed purely according to his own principles."
"Truly admirable."
Prince Dorek was equally emotional.
"That Senior’s strength is genuinely unfathomable."
"If we could obtain his assistance, there would probably be no uncertainty whatsoever in the struggle for the throne."
However, Chief Steward Foster shook his head and sighed.
"Unfortunately, Your Highness, that man appears accustomed to living freely."
"He is also indifferent toward fame and fortune."
"I fear he would never be willing to involve himself in the political struggles of our Holy See."
Dorek could only let out a long sigh.
He then quickly departed from the area.
Prince Kaden’s assassins were still hunting them, so preserving their lives naturally remained their highest priority.
They soon relocated to another tavern.
The establishment was situated within the slums, where very few people would think to search for them.
Prince Dorek had already changed out of his luxurious clothing and was now dressed in an ordinary coarse linen shirt.
He looked no different from someone who had grown up in the slums.
Along the way, they avoided countless inspections by the guards.
They also encountered another group of assassins, but Chief Steward Foster dealt with them all.
The two remained hidden inside the tavern for some time before preparing to return to the imperial palace.
However, the moment they revealed themselves, another group of black-clad assassins suddenly appeared.
The two leading assassins had even reached Sacred Marquis-grade!
Clearly, they had been lying in wait inside the tavern for quite some time.
The moment Dorek and Foster appeared, the assassins surrounded them completely.
"Dorek, you should obediently accept your death."
One of the assassins let out a sinister laugh.
Prince Dorek immediately shouted in fury,
"You wretched lackeys!"
"I never imagined that my elder brother would show so little regard for our familial bonds."
"He even sent assassins like you to murder a direct descendant of the imperial family."
"How utterly ruthless!"
The assassin gave another sinister chuckle.
"Once you are dead, what imperial bloodline will remain?"
"The struggle for the throne has always been a matter of life and death."
"You are destined to die here today."
With that, the assassin prepared to unleash his Origin power and kill Dorek.
However, at that moment—
An even more terrifying Origin pressure suddenly descended.
Before the two assassins could react, they and all their subordinates were crushed into nothingness.
Dorek and Chief Steward Foster both froze.
Only then did they realize that a familiar figure had appeared upon a nearby rooftop at some unknown moment.
It was Daniel—the same man who had saved them not long ago.
Dorek watched as Daniel slowly descended before them.
His face immediately filled with delight.
"Senior, it seems the two of us truly share an extraordinary fate."
"You have already saved me twice!"
Dorek was still young and failed to notice anything unusual about the situation.
However, a trace of suspicion appeared deep within Chief Steward Foster’s eyes.
Every time they fell into a desperate situation, this man appeared at precisely the right moment and effortlessly saved them.
All of this seemed far too coincidental.
Still, after considering that Daniel had shown them no hostility and had even repeatedly intervened to rescue them, Foster gradually formed a theory.
He silently felt a surge of relief on the prince’s behalf.
"It appears that Prince Dorek has finally found a powerful benefactor of his own."
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