The silence around lasted for an unknown amount of time. When Isabella finally opened her eyes again, she saw a faint light ahead in the pitch black darkness.
The light gradually spread, transforming the surroundings into a different scene.
She looked around and then rubbed her eyes and pinched her thigh. Only when she felt the pain did she confirm that she wasn't hallucinating.
Isabella couldn't understand how she ended up here.
An empty room with no bed, no door. The walls were white, like a normal household.
"Wasn't I trapped in a prison cell? How did it change so suddenly..."
Could everything she experienced before have been a dream?
Before she could fully comprehend, she heard hurried footsteps outside the room.
"My dear child, have you woken up?" A slender girl appeared without invitation and walked up to Isabella with joy on her face.
Besides the possibility of it being Wang Xiaole, could this girl be someone else?
"My dear child, did you sleep well last night? Did you have a sweet dream? Hopefully it will give you energy throughout the day."
"Wait a minute!"
Compared to her previous inquiries, the present Isabella's face was already filled with coldness and her tone was slightly colder:
"You are the one who created this strange environment, aren't you?"
After a moment's silence, a teasing smile appeared on his face, curving up his mouth:
"You're right!"
Wang Xiaole clapped his hands.
"The environment the Queen is currently in is an illusion created by me in a hurry!
The specific location we are in is still that prison cell, but our consciousness cannot perceive it."
With the magic power he absorbed and his continuous improvement in using magic and forbidden spells, he became more proficient.
At first, he had to think for a long time about how to use magic, but as Freya's memories gradually delved into his mind, his own strength became unfathomable.
He gradually mastered various magic and the techniques of using forbidden spells, becoming seemingly omnipotent.
Creating illusions that could confuse the human senses was a technique that was difficult to imagine for over ninety percent of people. But in front of him, who had taken away the power of the gods, it was not worth mentioning.
"Illusion? Are you kidding me? To create this kind of illusion, one must have the strength of a 'nation-breaking' level and extraordinary magic attainments. How could you possibly create it?"
The reason Isabella couldn't believe it mainly stemmed from her perception of Wang Xiaole's power.
Like many people who were prone to misunderstandings, she mistakenly believed that he only had the power of a "hundred battles."
"You don't have to believe it, but that's the fact. You can think of it as me cheating with some kind of magical tool. Here's some good news, now you have to play a game with me!"
"A game?"
"Yes. If you want to escape the illusion and later break free from the prison cell, you have to complete a series of tasks. Only then can you gain freedom."
Wang Xiaole created this unreal world only to play a game with Isabella and fulfill some of his own desires.
The tide had turned. The experience of being captured before was indeed not pleasant, but now it was his turn.
"Let me explain simply: I want you to play the role of a hero, overcome all trials, and finally defeat the demon king to completely liberate this illusionary world."
Isabella was not unfamiliar with role-playing games, although she didn't play much, she was not ignorant.
In addition, the legend of the hero defeating the demon king had high visibility in every human country, reaching a level of well-knownness that even women and children knew about.
So, the Queen understood what she had to do next very clearly.
Except for one thing:
"Why does the emperor of a nation have to follow others' instructions?"
"Because I can help your majesty gain freedom. You should understand to some extent. If I can create illusions, a simple prison door is not a problem for me.""What do you want when this emperor finishes this legendary story? Freedom or something more?" The profound question made Wang Xiaole slightly stunned. He covered his cheeks, lowered his head, and pondered, walking aimlessly around the room. After a while, he made a sound of "hmm" and thought for a moment.
"Well, if I really think about it, I don't seem to need freedom. After all, I have the ability to freely enter and exit various areas of the palace. If you really want to ask me what I need, undoubtedly it would be the trust of Your Majesty."
As Wang Xiaole created an illusion, he prepared to use this game to let the girl in front of him know that he is not someone she needs to be on guard against, and he hopes to improve their relationship. Since the reason for the girl's confinement is due to the potential threat she poses to the empire, as long as he can eliminate that concern, everything will be fine. He needs to prove that he has the ability to harm the empress, but he does not intend to actually harm her.
Unaware of all this, Wang Xiaole and Isabella have already formed a deep misunderstanding at a fundamental level. The empress who plans to confine him and the empress who is getting close to him are not the same person! On the other hand, Isabella has no choice but to brace herself and participate in a game she has never experienced before. She will soon realize how treacherous the illusory world can be.
