Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Chapter 173 Cause of Death

This time, when the young patriarch left the prison, Cecilia's words were still echoing in his ears on his way back.

Yes.

She had been thinking about it for so many years, why had she never thought of asking the high priest?

But when he arrived at his own residence, the high priest's accommodation was only a few meters away from him, and the young patriarch became timid again.

The next day when Cecilia was delivered to her as usual, she saw the young chief's hesitation and knew that this guy did not go.

But if you think about it, it's understandable. Children of this age are generally strong and have their own self-esteem.

Cecilia saw through it but didn't say anything. Since the young patriarch never mentioned the matter again, she pretended she knew nothing.

The young clan leader was struggling with her conscience every day. One day she finally mustered up the courage to go talk to the high priest, but before she left, the high priest found her first.

"Talk."

The young patriarch had been afraid of the high priest since he was young.

Even though she knew that the high priest would not do anything to her, this fear seemed to be innate from God.

Arrived at the place where the high priest worked, which was the patriarch's office.

The high priest got straight to the point, "There's something wrong with you lately."

The young patriarch clasped his hands, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at the high priest.

The high priest sighed imperceptibly and asked, "Have you ever been to the prison to see Cecilia?"

It is a question and the tone is very affirmative.

The little tribe leader never lied. She nodded nervously, "I, I'm just curious about humans. She didn't do anything to me."

The high priest was not surprised at all. "No need to speak well of her. I know her and I know what kind of person she is."

It was rare for the young patriarch to hear such a long speech from the high priest.

She had never heard Cecilia say this.

But it makes sense. They stayed at the bottom of the sea for so long, it makes no sense that they had not seen the high priest.

"Then what kind of person is she?"

The high priest gave almost the same answer as the young patriarch had given when he had scolded Cecilia to wake her up, "Stupid but sincere."

The young patriarch couldn't help laughing out loud. At this moment she threw away her fear of the high priest. Before the high priest asked any questions, she had already heard the young patriarch talking incessantly about the story she had heard from Cecilia.

The high priest frowned upon hearing this.

I have to say that even a beautiful woman’s frown can make people’s hearts tremble.

"It fits my assessment of her."

The young patriarch had already forgotten her original intention of having a heart-to-heart talk with the high priest. She looked at the high priest and asked, "You didn't know these things before, how could you give such an evaluation?"

The high priest shook his head. "I've seen her get along with her friends. Some of them had ulterior motives, but she didn't notice it at all."

This time the high priest did not keep the secret, "That person came to the Mermaid Kingdom just to obtain a fortune, a fortune that is enough for them to have no worries about food and drink in their next life."

The young chief drew circles with his tail, "This is nothing strange. Don't many humans want to get endless and inexhaustible money?"

The high priest shook his head again after hearing this. "Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. He came to the bottom of the sea and fell in love with the immortality of mermaids."

The young chief's tail stopped, his eyes slightly widened, as if he realized something, "So they killed the previous chief."

The high priest nodded.

The young patriarch couldn't help but get excited. "Didn't they say they survived because of black magic?"

The high priest sneered, "Black magic doesn't have this ability. Black magic can only graft the life span of mermaids onto humans."

The young clan leader clenched his fists and asked, "Why didn't you remind the previous clan leader back then?"

The high priest's eyes fell on the young patriarch's face, as if he saw someone in her.

Half of the young patriarch's body felt numb.

Fortunately, the high priest quickly retracted his gaze and said, "I reminded him, and the patriarch listened to him."

The young patriarch subconsciously asked, "Then why are you still..."

"Because before the patriarch died, he was under a black magic illusion and thought that I was the one who asked him out."

If you listen carefully, the high priest's voice is no longer as calm as before.

The young patriarch suddenly realized what was going on, so he died at the hands of the black magician without any preparation.

In order to obtain the remaining life of the patriarch, Ellal dismembered the patriarch.

It's not like she didn't have doubts.

According to the tribe's people, the patriarch should not die so easily at the hands of others.

At least some news will come out before death.

But there is none of these.

By the time the tribesmen discovered it, the chief's body had been pushed together by the fish.

Protect the patriarch's body from further harm.

The sea sensed the departure of the chieftain and went into a rage for a month.

But so what?

The real murderer has long been at large, and nothing here has affected him in the slightest.

However, the Clifton Port at the estuary was affected.

To this day, they still have to be cautious when going out to sea, always guarding against attacks from sirens.

The little clan leader still had some rationality left, so she resisted the urge to go and settle the score with Cecilia.

Cecilia didn't know this.

She is not to blame for these things.

On the contrary, she is also one of the innocent people who has been affected.

The young patriarch didn't know what to say for a moment. She heard the high priest say, "I once fell into self-doubt. I thought again, if I hadn't gone to the altar that day and hadn't left the patriarch, would the patriarch have ended up like that?"

The young chief shook his head and tried to comfort the high priest, but she continued, "Later I figured it out. Even if I was there that day, those two would continue to look for opportunities. They would eventually achieve their goal. It was only a matter of time. Instead of taking the guilt on yourself, you should take good care of your people for the chief."

The high priest's eyes were calm.

No matter how well the young patriarch was educated by the high priest, his mentality was no more than that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. "Then have you ever thought about avenging the patriarch?"

The high priest smiled and said, "I have already calculated the fate of those two people. They will meet their end without my revenge."

The young patriarch frowned, and the high priest's tail began to move, as if he was preparing to leave.

"Let's go. It's time for me to go meet the guy in the prison."

The young patriarch followed behind, "I want to go too."

The high priest said nothing, and the young patriarch followed.

Now that there is a night-shining pearl in the cell, the environment is somewhat better than before.

She heard the cell door move again and subconsciously checked the time.

Isn't it a coincidence that the young patriarch came today?

It's not even time for dinner yet, why are you here to bring me food so early?

When the cell door opened, he saw the breathtakingly beautiful high priest.

Then he saw the young patriarch behind the high priest.

Unexpected, but reasonable.