The south border of the Celestial Kingdom is flanked by a very deep forest known as the "phantom forest." People who tried to explore this forest have all been dead; none of them returned alive, and gradually this forest became known as a restrictive zone for the outside world. Those who entered this forest were always considered dead, as they never came back. There are many myths and legends about this place. There are stories that are passed down from generation to generation that a very sacred monster lived in these woods. So people who explored the area were eaten by this monster. Although nobody knew the real truth, they always avoided stepping into the forest. People always believed that unknown things made people curious. There were many greedy people who tried to enter the forest, but all of them, without exception, never returned. As a result, the forest remained a mystery and was avoided by the locals. Even today, no one dares to step into the forest, out of fear of the unknown.
The camp of the Astral princess this time was located near these forests. Angela stood on the path leading to the forest and narrowed her eyes. Her father taught her to never enter these woods, even under daring circumstances. But she always thought these things were just stupid rumors that people made up. She turned around and walked slowly towards her tent. After looking at the forest again, she made a decision in her heart. When she was strong enough she would enter the forest and conquer it. For the people of her kingdom to live in peace, whatever lies ahead in the forest needs to be defeated. More than that, she couldn't stand her own curiosity. Danger and adventure beckoned her to enter the forest. She calmed down her excited thoughts and strolled back to her camp.
The Phantom Forest was no longer relevant. The first task was to defeat the werewolves.
A young man stood at the top of a cliff far away in the direction she was looking. He had long black hair. His free swaying hair added a touch of wildness to him. He was dressed in a simple white shirt, and his eyes were a deep blue. He seemed to be looking out at something in the distance. He looked at the vast forest in front of him. The phantom forest was like a shield that covered him. He wanted to pierce the wall and see what was happening outside the world, but he was not strong enough.
Matthew Syris, the young prince of the Syris Clan. He was the next ruler of the clan, but it was not what he wanted. He wanted to be free, he wanted to explore the land beyond the forest. However, his request was utterly denied by his father. Bale Syris, the ruler of the Syris clan.
There are five kingdoms on the planet Blue Star, but this place is not part of any of them. The Sysis clan has always been an exception. The whole Phantom Forest spanned several kingdoms. Their clan resided in the forest. They never ventured out, but the unbelievable thing was that every bit of information happening outside the forest was available to the members of the clan.
They were a noble clan that had existed since ancient times. The Hellhounds. The monster that can see the truth. Hellhounds were creatures of death and life. They are noble, they are strong, and they are at the top of the chain, yet they have always been passive, and have never attacked any kingdoms. When there is a huge power shift among the kingdoms, they send out people to balance this power system so that there can be peace again. This was a pact with other kingdoms for several thousand years.
Matthew spread his hands and felt the wind blowing against him. His long black hair swayed in the wind. It was as if his strong body and perfectly chiseled body were one with the natural world. He embraced the moment as he felt the freedom of the breeze brushing against his face. But soon his eyes narrowed and his ears moved, and without wasting any time, he moved to the left. There was a deep claw mark where he was standing just a moment ago. He had heard a rustling in the bushes and sensed danger. Instinctively, he had moved away from the spot, just in time to avoid being attacked by someone that had been lurking in the shadows.
With a playful smile on his lips, Matthew turned around. He had exercised his intuition once again, and this time it had paid off.
"Just give up, Bernard. "Even if you use all your tricks, there are some people who you just can't beat." Matthew leaned on a tree and said with a smirk on his face.
Standing in front of him was a man similar to his age. He was also a well-built man with a handsome face. There are some similarities between them. Bernard Syris. This was his cousin who never learned his lessons. From a very early age, this guy considered Matthew his rival. Although he has beaten him for so many years, he hasn't given up.
Bernard gritted his teeth and said, "No! I refuse to accept that! "I'm not going to give up that easily!" He balled his hands into fists and marched towards Matthew, determination in his eyes.
"One day I will wipe that stupid smirk off your face." I don't know why you keep coming here even after the king told you not to. It's a shame for him to have you as his son, who always wants to leave the forest rather than protect the clan." "You may think you can get away with it, but soon enough you'll learn that you can't defy the king and get away with it."
In an attempt to attack Matthew again, Bernard rushed forward. His eyes glowed green, and soon his hands started transforming into a shadowy claw. A swift stab was made without hesitation. Matthew glanced at the incoming claw before swatting it away with his hands. Soon there was a figure flying back, and a thudding sound resounded in the forest.
"You know you can't beat me." So why keep trying? Just to get your ass beaten by me. I really don't understand you, Bernard", Mathew just shook his head and started walking back to the palace.
Bernard was very formidable, but against him, he was not powerful enough. In comparison with most people around the world, the Syris clan's younger generation was very strong. Within the clan, only a few people were stronger than him. There is his father and a few elders in the upper echelons of the clan.
Being from a noble clan has its advantages. The blood of the hellhounds is very pure. They have very high regenerative abilities, and once enraged, they get many times stronger, but the backlash will also be a lot stronger. When outsiders use swords, they can use their bare bodies as weapons.
Matthew made his way toward the palace with steady steps. He was thinking in his mind about how he could get out. Maybe he can sneak out of the forest so he can explore the world. Blindly stepping out was never an option. If others found out that there was a hellhound roaming around in their kingdom, it would cause a war. A war that no one wants to see.
He looked back toward the forest and made a decision in his mind. If he gets a chance, he will take it and escape from here.
The capital city of the Astral Kingdom
There was a large mansion that stood along the hills on the outskirts of the empire. One looks inside, and there are a dozen or so people sitting near a table. They were respectfully gazing up at a figure who had his head back and was moaning with pleasure. A lustful smile formed on the lips of the handsome man as he glanced at the women around him. It was clear that this man was a powerful figure in the empire and was used to having his every whim catered to. The women around the table were all from wealthy families and had been selected to provide the man with a night of entertainment. They were all vying for his attention and hoping to be chosen as his companion for the evening. However, no one expected the evening to take such a shocking turn when the man suddenly grabbed one of the women's heads and pressed it down onto his crotch. The woman, too astonished to do anything else, could only make choking sounds before she fell to the floor.
The handsome man let out a deep moan, and his body relaxed completely.
Despite seeing these obscene scenes, the people below did not speak but kept their heads down, because the person sitting on the throne was the son of the royal prime minister. He was Steven Celestia. The son of Alexander Celestia. His reputation was so great and his power so immense, that people knew to stay silent in his presence.
Steven was a very handsome man, but he was very cruel and lustful. Several women were raped and killed by him in the kingdom, but he was never punished because of his father. As a result, even before the complaints were filed, the victims went missing. Thus, Steven's power and wealth were a shield that protected him from any form of justice, leaving the kingdom forever shaken by his vile acts.
Steven looked at the crowd and snorted.
"Useless things. "You were just scared of a princess and came running here like a bunch of rats." "I'm sure you all can do better than that," Steven continued, his voice full of disdain.
Steven stretched his hands and groped the buttocks of the maid near him. The maid near him did not dare say a word as he squeezed and pinched her. He did not stop until she was whimpering in pain, her cries further heightening the sense of terror in the air.
"Young master Steven, you know how strong the princess is? She is ruthless when it comes to her enemies. We have to find a way to control her" an old man said as he looked nervously at the man sitting before him. "We must find a way to rein her in," the man replied firmly, "for the fate of our kingdom may depend on it."
Steven smiled as he thought of the princess. A beautiful face and figure. He always wanted to enjoy her. That seductive body that he was obsessed with. When he first saw her, he was instantly dazed. He tried many ways to get close to her, but she was like an ice mountain. The way she looked at him was as if he were an insect that could be squashed at any time. With a longing for her that seemed almost impossible to conquer, Steven continued to pursue her.
His hands started exerting more force on his hands.
Angela Leonard, One day you will be under me begging for mercy. I will ravage you until you beg for mercy. "And then," he said with a confident smirk, "you will be mine."
He gritted his teeth and stood up, bending the maid next to him. With a menacing glint in his eye, he added, "There will be no escape."