Chapter 16: The Man the King of Hell Likes

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

In Saint Petersburg, soldiers in silver armor carrying Merlin as if he were carrying a chicken, headed out of the city.

Merlin was stunned. He did not expect this to happen so suddenly.

What happened? How did this happen? I didn’t provoke Prince Harry.

“Wait a minute, wait a minute. I’m going to participate in today’s Mage Competition. May I ask this warrior…”

“Shut up!”

“Our prince said that guardians are not welcome in Saint Petersburg today.”

The fierce-looking follower immediately cut off Merlin’s words, showing no mercy.

The brother beside Merlin was chatting happily with Merlin. When he saw Merlin captured, he wanted to help him beg for mercy.

However, when he heard that it was the prince’s order, his expression changed and he quickly left his side.

He immediately turned hostile and said, “I knew this Guardian wasn’t a good person. He kept asking me questions and even asked me about the news in the city. Quickly chase him out of Saint Petersburg.”

The brother tried his best to cut ties with Merlin, for fear of getting into trouble.

Merlin heard it from afar and he revealed a helpless expression.

And he could not figure out the reason for all of this.

Saint Petersburg does not welcome magic guardians today?

What kind of excuse was that? Guardians had always been popular in the magical world.

Looking at everything that happened on the Tiamut Continent, on the golden palace of the God Realm, the gods and Merlin, the party involved, were dumbfounded!

The Holy Flame Transmission Mission hadn’t even begun, and this flawless little prince had already killed it?

If Merlin, who was responsible for the beginning, was driven out of Saint Petersburg, how would the ceremony proceed?

Of course, the gods wouldn’t allow such a mistake to occur, and they hurriedly asked the Guardian God to stop it.

Beside Heimdall, an elementary level mage was the first to react to the order. He began to use his magic power to transform himself into the image of a local mage and hid his aura as he walked to the little prince.

“May I ask, Your Highness, why did you drive the Guardian out of St. Petersburg today?”

Prince Harry did not reply. Instead, the attendant from before turned around and spoke coldly.

“Why ask? Can’t it be just because he’s Prince Harry?”

“Such a big mouth. Since that’s the case, you should leave too.”

With that, the follower picked up the Guardian and walked out of Saint Petersburg.

The elementary Mage was dumbfounded.

“????”

The Gods who saw all of this were also very dumbfounded.

Was St. Petersburg trying to rebel?

They were actually so domineering?

If they knew that the Gods were watching them, would they still dare to do this?

After a short period of silence, many high-level mages of the God Realm were so angry that their bodies were burning with anger.

Especially Heimdall who was standing on the street. He was so angry that his body was trembling and his expression was extremely bad. Even his golden brown horse started to become restless.

There was a little treant who didn’t know what was good for him, but he was still the successor of the Groot Clan.

You’re just a mage apprentice from the lower realm, a prince of a small country, and you dare to do this to me?

The God Realm was magnanimous and did not interfere in the affairs of any race, yet it actually resulted in such an outcome.

Meanwhile, in the Nether Realm underground, the expressions of the numerous demon armies and Nether Realm King Guards were very interesting. All of them were grinning from ear to ear.

In front of the Magic Guardian of the God Realm, Heimdall, he actually threw the holy flame messenger outside Saint Petersburg.

Moreover, he even took away an elementary-level mage along the way.

If the God Realm suffered a setback, they would be able to sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. Naturally, all of them held back their laughter.

Even Hades couldn’t help but say slowly, “Prince Harry is a good seedling.”

On this side, Prince Harry, who was standing in the crowd below, naturally did not know that everything he had done had already been seen by the people of the God Realm and Nether Realm.

Previously in the Ross Library, Harry had read a book by Teacher Flanders called Harry Potter.

His teacher used his name as the protagonist and fabricated a magic world.

The moment he opened the book, he was deeply attracted by it.

This was because many of the magic books seemed to be based on the real world and talked about too many things.

Every detail, every event, every trace, had its meaning and planning. This made Prince Harry, who harbored the hearts of the people and yearned to lead the rise of the entire Tiamut Continent, read it day and night as if it were a treasure.

Harry, who had been practising in the Ross library for many years, had spent most of his time reading the book.

He often made himself look neither human nor ghost for the sake of reading books. It could be said that he had forgotten to eat and sleep.

In this book, not only did he learn a lot of knowledge and power about magic, but he also understood a lot of principles.

For example, the magic guardians who came to Saint Petersburg this time had always liked to promote the God Realm’s knowledge of magic, establishing many subsidiary countries of the God Realm and oppressing countries from the lower planes.

Although there were no blade lights or sword shadows, the invisible pressure caused Prince Harry’s breathing to stagnate and his blood to boil.

The fury in his heart soared.

After Ross Library was disbanded, Prince Harry personally went to verify it. After knowing some things, he hated the gods even more.

He did not expect the God Realm’s methods to be so despicable.

Without Harry Potter.

How long would I be deceived by the God Realm?

Prince Harry looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

“Rather than believing in the next life, I believe in the fate of this life. The path of prosperity has to be taken one step at a time, following heaven’s will.”

“Prosperity is heaven’s will.”

Upon hearing this, in the depths of the underground Nether Realm, the expressions of even more demon armies were incomparably marvelous.

Who would have thought that there were actually people who dared to fight the God Realm on a planet in a lower plane?

Prince Harry, who Hades appreciated, showed a rare joy.

“I won’t stop you from carrying out the holy flame transmission mission.”

“However, he is someone that Hades recognizes. If you dare to touch him, I hope that you will consider your own strength.”

Of course, Hades was only using Prince Harry as a pawn to prevent the holy flame from transmitting.

Below, Heimdall’s eyes were golden. He had planned to attack Prince Harry. After all, he was not part of the plan and would not affect anything.

However, when he heard the message from the Nether Realm, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He almost fainted from anger.

“Good! Hades, what a Hades.” Heimdall took a deep breath and the golden light in his eyes shone brightly.

Who would have thought that they would encounter such a setback right from the start of the Holy Flame Transmission Mission? They were actually stopped by a little prince from a small lower plane.

How was this possible?