Reborn As A Bastard Child: Woah! I'm Super Overpowered

After mere seconds of the prince's departure, five Imperial Knights rushed up to the 3rd dock enquiring of the prince's whereabouts.

Upon learning that the prince and his men had already left, and they were employing mana to reach Demantoid Wilderness as fast as possible, a look of dejection flickered in their eyes, their shoulders slumping in defeat.

The dock workers, bewildered, could not make heads or tails of this situation, and went to bed with a certain unease lingering in their minds.

Well this certain unease did not linger in their minds for long.

News, be in good or bad, had an uncanny way of getting circulated amongst the common folks in Ignaz, something even the royalty could not put a lid on. It was soon revealed why the young prince and his men basically rushed to seek asylum in the Demantoid Wilderness.

The reason was simple, if they had delayed their departure a mere millisecond longer, they wouldn't be breathing anymore.

They would all have become corpses by then, their bodies lifeless and cold, with the crows and vultures feasting on human flesh.

And why would they have been killed? Just what was the magnitude of their crimes to face on the spot execution?

"Nothing much really", would Raven's casual answer be to an inquisitive subordinate in distant future when that unfortunate man would finally muster the courage to ask, "We just casually strolled inside the Weaponry Archive located on the ninth peak of Ignaz Palace Grounds, grabbed three weapons each which suited us best, killed the guards who were practically begging us not to leave the empire and went straight to the Demantoid Wilderness as per my honourable father's command.

Quite a few of my father's utmost obedient knights relentlessly urged me to return to the capital immediately without waiting a decade, but how could I accept? After a lot of haggling, they decided they could not live without me in their lives and asked me to cut them down. They looked so pitiful that my heart bled and I was forced to grant their last wish."

Ahem, Author here. I'm sorry guys, but the MC is on his way to become a great narcissist with a massive ego in the future.

Oops! I let out a spoiler.

Anyways, back to the present.

The Ignaz Capital was in a state of uproar.

Fifteen priceless weapons were stolen and nine very powerful guards were killed by a ragtag group consisting of a bastard prince and his so-so followers, a feat nobody could understand how it became possible.

Amidst commoners, rumours spread like wildfire.

Some claimed it was all a set up arranged by the emperor to sell out the weapons to distant empires for hefty sums of money.

This speculation was indeed believable as word had already gotten out that the current Ignaz monarchy had failed to secure sufficient funds to keep their reign intact over the entire empire through regular means and thus had to resort to such underhanded tricks. Helios, having an ambiguous social standing, was the perfect pawn for carrying out this task, thus portraying Helios as the victim.

Others disagreed.

They felt that although Helios was young, he must be once-in-a-millennium prodigy whose potential has somehow exceeded that of the emperor himself, earning him the jealousy and wrath of the emperor. So much so that the emperor rolled out a punishment worse than execution, sending him to The Demantoid Wilderness, a place neither the living nor the dead can ever escape.

Looting the Weaponry Archive must have been the prince's way of getting back at his father.

Yet again the victim was Helios, and the perpetrator was His Majesty the Emperor Vasilios Valentine Ignaz, Helios's father.

The mere insolence of the commoners shocked the entire royalty to the core, leaving them quivering with fury. But they could not do much, as suppression of rumours and gossips is but an impossible task.

The more you suppress, the more believable becomes the rumours, and even far outlandish ones develop.

You can't exactly kill off an entire nation's population on the charge of running their mouths, can you?

Plus, the royalty had their hands tied with another issue.