Saga of Atlantis-Chapter 22: Leaving the Castle

As the first rays of morning sunlight washed over me, I reluctantly untangled myself from the comforting embrace of my bed. With a satisfying stretch that chased away the last remnants of sleep, I decided it was time to face the new day.

The previous night's events loomed large in my memory, a wild flurry of emotions . The great Ceremony, which had began with such pomp and circumstance, had unexpectedly come to an end without much explanation. It was unsurprising; after all, the king wouldn't want the wicked information of what had occurred to the princess become public knowledge among the nobles.

My appearance exhibited the scars of the turbulent evening . My left leg ached from the retention of the damage, and my hand ached in protest of the violence it had witnessed. many people saw me In torn clothes and wound because of that I'd unintentionally become an accidental spectacle, a tempting target for idle talk and unjust rumors.

I had no doubt that my name would be the subject of innumerable talks in the coming days, each distorted and embellished to appease the fragile egos of those who thrived in scandal. and the king will not leave this chance to use it in his advantage But their opinions had no influence on me because I didn't care about their bullshit.

I got out of bed and began headed towards the washroom. Today is the day I will leave the castle because, after last night's event, I know that the more I hang around the main cast of the game, the more unexpected events I will face, so today would be the best day for me to leave as my sh*t of a father didn't return from yesterday because he had some discussion with the king about the darkoina continent, leaving the house empty of a powerful person who can stop me from leaving and a perfect time for me to get the hell away from this burdensome place.

as I return back to my room i looked at the bag which was settled at the corner of the room.

Packing for this trip was a painstaking effort. For the unexpected road ahead, I carefully selected a variety of everyday outfits that are adaptable and sturdy. A trusty little knife, an instrument of survival and defence, found its home among them. Ready-made food, compact and non-perishable, was packed into the backpack to ensure I didn't go hungry on my trip.

But it was the different potions I had meticulously collected over time that truly distinguished from the others. Each vial contained a distinct concoction, a concoction of magic and alchemy, each potentially life-saving in its own right.

After checking the necessities, I turned my attention to another critical component of my preparations. I accumulated a significant amount of money as a consequence of diligent savings during the previous month. This wealth would come in handy when it came to dealing with the unknown expenses as well as chances that awaited me on this perilous adventure.

I hauled the bag onto my shoulders after inspecting the completed gear and assuring that nothing was awry. But the load seemed heavy, and I realized there had to be a better way. I quickly transferred the entire load into the system's inventory. Why bother with a bulky luggage when I may have the convenience of a mobile storage space?

I left my room and walked through the familiar hallways, making numerous turns until I came to another door. I softly banged on it before entering the room where my mum was sleeping peacefully. Her silver hair surrounded her like a halo, emphasizing her delicate attractiveness. I took a seat in a corner and cherished the sight of her tranquil face for a few moments.

My voice broke the hush, my remarks a mix of both hope and despair.

"I'll be away for a little while, Mom."

I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. I promised myself that the next time I saw her, I would bring her the solution she so sorely needed for her curse.

I anticipated the day she would awaken, her eyes full of life once more, with a hopeful grin. And with that reassuring idea, I exited the room, quietly closed the door behind me.

Sara, the head maid, stood patiently in the corridor as I exited my mother's room.

"Are you leaving, Master Eden?"

she inquired, her eyes filled with concern and anxiety.

I simply nodded, knowing that words couldn't fully express how serious my departure was.

She began to speak, emphasizing the importance of my safety and well-being during my voyage.

It was a heartfelt dialogue full of genuine concern and knowledge.

Sara surprised me by taking me into a loving and reassuring hug once she finished.

Her remarks were quiet, but they conveyed a powerful message "This is your home, Please return safely."

The sincerity in her embrace brought a glimmer of reassurance in the midst of the uncertainty that lay ahead. I accepted her thoughts with a grateful smile.

After finishing my preparations and saying my goodbyes, I made my way to the back of the castle, where the emergency gate was placed. It was a quiet exit, away from prying eyes and the typical bustle of the palace. This was the path I needed to travel in order to slip away silently and escape any unpleasant confrontations.

As I approached the exit, I probed into my inventory and pulled out two items I had recently obtained from the system. My large XP reserves, a reward from the last quest, allowed me to do some shopping in the system's shop.

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Item: Veil of Disguise

Type: illusion

Description:

The Veil of Disguise is an exquisite and enigmatic mask of unparalleled craftsmanship. Crafted by master artisans, its primary function is to shroud the wearer's identity, rendering their face unrecognizable to all who behold it.

Disguise Ability:

With a simple adjustment, the Veil of Disguise can transform the wearer's appearance, obscuring their features in an elegant and mysterious fashion. It grants the wearer a new, unrecognizable visage, allowing them to move through crowds or situations incognito.

Aesthetics:

The mask is a work of art in itself, adorned with intricate patterns and embellishments that evoke an aura of sophistication and intrigue. Its design reflects the beauty of secrecy and the allure of the unknown.

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Item : Long Hood of Guardian's Veil

Type : protection

Description:

The Long Hood of Guardian's Veil is an elegant and versatile piece of enchanted attire. Crafted by master artisans, this long hood is designed not only for style but also for protection. When worn, it can transform into a form of body protection, encasing the wearer in a shimmering, ethereal shield.

Transformation:

With a simple touch and a focused thought, the Long Hood of Guardian's Veil can morph into a protective barrier. This shield-like aura surrounds the wearer, deflecting blows, projectiles, and even spells, providing an additional layer of defense.

Elegance:

In its regular form, the long hood exudes an air of sophistication. It is made from fine materials and is adorned with intricate designs and magical sigils. When not in use for protection, it serves as an exquisite fashion accessory, suitable for any formal occasion.

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These things, which had cost me a total of 7000 XP, were proving to be well worth the money. As I put them on, a sense of accomplishment washed over me, and I couldn't help but smile. These newfound possessions would be crucial in protecting my identity.

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