Chapter 203

Chapter 203. Château d'If (1)

Princess Longji had once been the most noble princess in Heaven.

Her father was the Jade Emperor.

Her mother was the Queen Mother of the West.

By birth alone, Princess Longji was a celestial maiden worthy of the respect of all beings.

But she refused to be satisfied with that.

She worked tirelessly every day, determined to become a truly admirable person whose ability and character matched her noble birth.

There was just one problem.

Princess Longji was too beautiful.

Her very existence could enchant others.

That was why her mother concealed her appearance.

She believed her daughter’s beauty might ruin the cultivation of the other immortals.

Then one day, a grand banquet was held.

Princess Longji desperately wanted to see it, so she begged her mother for permission.

In the end, her mother agreed on one condition.

Princess Longji would have to hide herself inside a formation made with flags while watching.

But because of a prank by one immortal, one of the flags was pulled out.

Princess Longji’s appearance was exposed against her will.

The moment her beauty was finally revealed to all of Heaven, chaos erupted.

Immortals who were supposed to cultivate with clear minds saw Princess Longji’s face and became tormented by worldly desires.

Princess Longji was banished from Heaven.

They could not allow such a lewd enchantress, a woman who bewitched men, to remain there.

Even though she had never once tried to seduce anyone.

After being cast down to the Material Realm, Princess Longji was confined in a place called Qingluan Douque.

There, she spent every day blaming herself.

She believed that her existence had caused countless people to suffer from distracting desires.

Then one day...

a man came to Qingluan Douque.

“I heard there was an incomparable beauty who had been banished from Heaven, so I came to see for myself...”

He had secretly slipped into her bedchamber.

When Princess Longji sat up on the bed, he let out a sigh.

“No... you really are beautiful.”

“So beautiful that I hardly know what to say.”

"..."

You’re the beautiful one.

That was what she wanted to say.

His bluish hair was beautiful.

His neat features were beautiful.

His confident voice and expression were beautiful.

She had never seen such a beautiful man even in Heaven.

“But... I apologize.”

“For what are you apologizing?”

“To be honest, I came here with impure intentions.”

The man smiled.

“I heard rumors that you were an unbelievably promiscuous woman.”

“So you heard those rumors.”

“Yes.”

“But it seems I was mistaken.”

“I suppose rumors really shouldn’t be trusted so easily.”

He lowered his head in apology.

“I knew the moment I saw you.”

“You are as pure and transparent as clear water.”

The instant she heard those words...

Princess Longji felt a single tear fall from the corner of her eye.

But she thought he would feel uncomfortable if he saw her crying.

So before the tear could be noticed, she dispersed it into the air.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you when you were about to sleep.”

“Please rest comfortably.”

He turned to leave.

Princess Longji reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

“Please don’t go.”

“What?”

“I...”

How could she make him stay?

She didn’t even dare hope to win his heart.

She simply wanted the first man in her life who had ever affirmed her existence...

to remain beside her a little longer.

“I really am an unbelievably promiscuous woman.”

"..."

Princess Longji had been imprisoned for so long that she had almost no experience interacting with the opposite sex.

That awkward sentence was the best she could manage.

Still...

it succeeded in keeping him there.

So perhaps it could be called a success.

That night was her first night with the promising genius Taoist, Yang Jian.

And also their last.

Afterward...

Princess Longji began walking a new path of her own will.

She left Qingluan Douque and joined the battle among the immortals that unfolded during the war between Shang and Zhou.

She achieved countless accomplishments with the Mist-Dew Universe Net.

She even found the disciple of the immortal who had pulled out the flag during that heavenly banquet and took revenge.

Yang Jian became her comrade.

Nothing more.

Nothing less.

Neither of them ever mentioned what had happened that night.

They treated it as though it had never happened.

But even now...

thousands of years later, after becoming a Constellation...

that encounter had never faded from Princess Longji’s heart.

It had been the encounter that gave the lonely woman imprisoned in that palace the courage to step into a new world.


“Yang Jian! Yang Jian...!”

Princess Longji cried as she called his name.

Even with an enemy nearby, she simply sat there and shook Yang Jian’s body.

“Wake up! We have to get out of here!”

“If we don’t, you’ll...!”

His wounds were fatal.

As long as they were trapped inside this unknown space, his consciousness could not return to the Spirit Realm.

If his avatar died here...

the Constellation Yang Jian himself would perish.

“Why did you protect me?!”

“You’re a selfish man! An ambitious man! Why would someone like you do that for me?!”

Princess Longji couldn’t understand.

She simply couldn’t understand why a man like Yang Jian would sacrifice himself.

“You left the Mountain-Sea Alliance because you wanted to move the world however you pleased!”

“You still have ambition in your heart!”

“So why...?!”

Tears kept falling.

She didn’t even think to wipe them away as she continued shouting.

“You wanted to surpass Taigong Wang, Jiang Ziya!”

“You wanted to become the protagonist of the world this time!”

“It isn’t over yet!”

“You still have a chance!”

“So... so...!”

“You really are... noisy.”

A faint voice, thin enough to break at any moment, reached her.

“The most noble celestial maiden in Heaven...”

“How can you forget your dignity like this?”

“Yang Jian...!”

“Please... stop crying.”

Yang Jian murmured with a pale face.

“When I see you crying... for some reason, I panic.”

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”

Yang Jian forced a weak smile.

“Yes.”

“You cried back then too... when we first met.”

“You noticed...?”

“Don’t underestimate my eyes.”

“I’m a genius...”

He coughed up blood, then continued.

“A genius like me remembers everything.”

“The tear you secretly hid.”

“Your clumsy lie.”

“Everything that happened afterward...”

“I remembered it all.”

“For thousands of years.”

“W-Why would you say that now...?!”

She had never realized.

That confident man who often looked almost intoxicated with himself...

had remembered every tiny detail.

“I thought I was nothing more than one passing connection among many to you.”

“That is my line.”

“You were the one who...”

What if?

What if she had realized earlier?

Even if not back then...

what if she had realized after becoming a Constellation?

What kind of future might have awaited them?

“Princess Longji.”

“I never said it all this time, but I...”

Princess Longji listened with all her heart.

She thought she had to remember every single word he left behind.

But...

no more words came from Yang Jian.

“Yang Jian?”

She called his name.

There was no answer.

No reaction at all.

“Yang Jian.”

“Yang Jian, open your eyes.”

She shook his body.

She shook him desperately, all reason gone.

“Yang Jian... Yang Jian...!”

No matter how many times she called his name...

there was no response.

The S-rank Constellation ‘Taoist of Transformation,’ Yang Jian...

died here inside his avatar.


Watching Princess Longji cry while holding Yang Jian’s corpse, I slowly spoke.

“Alexei.”

I addressed Alexei Sivedov, who stood behind me.

“Take her and get away from here.”

“We can’t escape this space.”

“Unless we satisfy whatever condition governs it, running won’t...”

“I know.”

“I’m telling you to get far enough away that you don’t get caught in the fight.”

“Understood.”

Alexei nodded.

“But didn’t you say you’d give me a chance for revenge?”

“I did.”

I looked at him.

“But right now, you’re not strong enough to interfere in this battle.”

“Can’t be helped.”

Alexei accepted it without complaint.

He approached Princess Longji.

Then he forcibly lifted the devastated princess into his arms and disappeared into the darkness.

"..."

I looked around once more.

A complex Western-style building surrounded me.

But it wasn’t an ordinary building.

A fortress... no.

A prison.

We couldn’t cancel [Avatar Descent] and return to the Spirit Realm.

This place truly was a prison.

Then who had created this space and trapped us inside?

“About two hundred years ago, there was a man who was arrested after being falsely accused.”

A voice came from the darkness.

“He was taken to the island of If, off the coast of Marseille.”

“A fortress had been built there to defend against foreign attack, but by that era it was being used as a prison.”

A man emerged from the pitch-black darkness with confident footsteps.

“The prison was called Château d’If.”

“A nightmare prison surrounded by the sea and said to be impossible to escape.”

He wore elegant clothing in the style of modern Europe.

His skin was so pale that he almost resembled a vampire.

I stared at the handsome, refined face before me and slowly spoke his name.

“Count of Monte Cristo...”

“Yes.”

He smiled and nodded.

“Your sponsor.”

“The S-rank Constellation ‘King of Avengers.’”

He continued.

“Nameless, when we first met, you told me all three of your Constellation Skills.”

"..."

“Then it is only fair that I tell you mine.”

“Though I am rather late.”

With elegant movements, he raised one hand.

“This is my first Constellation Skill, [Fortress Prison].”

He gestured toward the prison surrounding us.

“This prison is a manifestation modeled after the Château d’If I remember.”

“When I hosted Events or Quests, it made for an excellent stage.”

“There was one drawback.”

“It could not be directly observed from the Spirit Realm, so I had to send the Apostle responsible for broadcasting inside as well.”

The reason Princess Longji, Yang Jian, and I had been unable to cancel [Avatar Descent] and escape...

was because this man had completely trapped us with his Constellation Skill, [Fortress Prison].

“And this is my second Constellation Skill.”

“[Duel Etiquette].”

The Count pulled a pistol from inside his coat.

The old-fashioned weapon looked like an antique, yet it radiated an unknown and overwhelming power.

“While alive, I won countless duels.”

“Gun, sword, drawing lots... the method never mattered.”

“So this Constellation Skill grants an overwhelming Blessing to anyone engaging in a one-on-one duel.”

He also wore a sword at his waist.

In the novel, the Count had been described as a master swordsman who defeated famous fencing instructors in Paris one after another.

“And this Constellation Skill can be used not only on Contractors.”

“It works on Constellations too.”

“Including myself.”

The Count was not a hero famous for slaying monsters or earning glory on battlefields.

Yet he was an S-rank Constellation with more than one trillion Origin Power.

A Constellation’s basic abilities rose with their Origin Power.

If he then used a Constellation Skill that granted him a Blessing specifically for one-on-one combat...

he could probably inflict fatal wounds even on formidable Constellations.

“What about the last one?”

“Your third Constellation Skill.”

“Don’t rush me, Nameless.”

The Count smiled at my question.

“You will see its effect with your own eyes soon enough.”

“All right.”

There were many things I wanted to ask him.

But this was no longer a situation where we could simply stand still and exchange questions and answers.

If I wanted answers...

I could ask while we fought.

“If that’s what you want, I’ll do things your way.”

I glared at the man standing before me.

He was no longer my sponsor.

He was an enemy I had to defeat.

“I challenge you to a duel, Count.”

“I’ve been waiting for that, Nameless.”

And so...

our question-and-answer session began under the name of a duel.

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