The grail knight was not the only one affected by the song, but he was certainly the one who bore the brunt of it.
After Dathrohan's Knight-God collapsed, the grail knight order and all the warriors of the Midwinter Kingdom army also heard Snow White's singing.
Thus, the elite legion that had been strictly disciplined just a moment ago fell into total chaos.
Truth be told, the black-haired girl was singing a rather moving and mournful love song, but the content of her singing was not important at all; what mattered was the song's inconceivable infectiousness.
A lethal "beauty" flowed out along with the melody.
Even though they had never even seen Selena, even though they covered their ears and shielded their eyes... the moment the "song" reached them, they all fell into a frenzy.
Different illusions were reflected deep within everyone's pupils. What drifted from the princess's lips was not melody, but golden threads that plucked at thousands of fragile souls, piercing through eardrums and striking directly at the spirit.
Wherever the music reached, people either burst into tears, kneeling repeatedly to praise Snow White's beauty and purity;
Or they struggled violently, thinking one thing was right one moment and wrong the next, their left and right brains locked in extreme combat;
Or they used their last shred of sanity to turn tail and run, heading for a place where they couldn't hear the "song," a place where they "shouldn't be able to hear it!"
All listeners were submerged in a tsunami, completing a re-cognition of the concept of "beauty"—not with their eyes, but with their melting and reshaping souls.
The coalition, which had originally prepared countless countermeasures, collapsed instantly under Selena's "beauty." They lost their will to fight on the spot, and those who ran away were considered the lucky ones.
More simply collapsed where they stood, twitching incessantly, while others defected completely, standing firmly on Snow White's side with a roar and lunging at their former comrades.
Regardless, the entire coalition was finished.
The frost-walker army only needed to deal with sporadic fighting to advance without hindrance. These constructs methodically bound the humans or simply drove them away.
Selena did not want to start a massacre; she only wanted to ensure they were no longer hostile toward her.
While the princess did not strictly object to a slaughter, she preferred to kill as few as possible.
After all, the princess was kind-hearted!
In the initial chaos, someone finally managed to regain a modicum of sanity.
The willpower of a grail knight was truly no joke. Even after enduring the most comprehensive and heavyweight impact of charisma, he cleared his head for a brief moment.
Immediately after, Dathrohan ignored the Great Titans trampling his Knight-God form and deactivated his Knight-God Stance.
Run!
It wasn't a temporary retreat due to a tactical failure; there was no calculation in Dathrohan's heart, only endless panic and lingering fear.
Damn it, she was going to rewrite his memories and perception of the Lady of the Lake!
Since becoming a grail knight, this was the first time he had felt such terror and palpitations.
To him, the current Selena was more terrifying than a million serial killers! He would rather fight a mind-warping fiend than face Snow White again.
Aside from those like the grail knight who woke up through sheer willpower, Arcturus had not lost his sanity either.
The path of the prime minister was that of a sage. He had almost no direct combat ability, but he was a top-tier scholar and administrator who could advance into a mage.
The mystery trait of a sage was a quantifiable absolute rationality, consuming reason to accelerate thinking and resist erosion.
The moment he heard Selena's song, Arcturus felt the majority of his reason evaporate instantly.
Yet he still calmly observed his surroundings, watching the elite soldiers of the coalition army display their ridiculous antics.
"Princess! Princess! Please take me with you!"
"I'll kill anyone who dares to slander the princess!"
"Your Highness! Your Highness! I want to be your dog! Woof! Woof woof!"
All walks of life were represented in this display of extreme absurdity and farce.
Arcturus pressed a hand against his aching head while quickly analyzing: "Those with weak wills, indecisiveness, and low ranks are most affected; they defect immediately."
"Those with stronger path ranks fall into confusion and panic, seemingly struggling against the power that is rewriting their memories and perceptions."
"And some... can barely resist. There are actually low-rank warriors among them? It seems the standard isn't entirely based on power; the strong just have a general resistance."
Propelling his horse into a gallop, the prime minister gathered those soldiers who still possessed their reason under his command, forming the only organized and disciplined unit amidst the chaotic army.
Selena soon noticed this unit. She drove a Great Titan forward, twirling the bone flute between her fingers as she teased, "Look at this, isn't it our Lord Prime Minister? Why are you running so fast?"
The prime minister did not dare to linger. As he led his troops in a frantic escape, he looked back and asked Selena, "Is... is this the ability the curse gave you, Your Highness?"
Arcturus had heard that past generations of Snow White would use their beauty to stir up civil unrest in kingdoms.
However, even after scouring all records, he could find no account of anything this exaggerated!
The Snow Whites of the past were said to enchant hearts, but it was still understandable—for example, entering a city where the local people would sincerely welcome and support Snow White as their queen.
If one had to say, it could be attributed to personal charisma. Without the interference of a curse, it would even make sense to call Snow White a top-tier charismatic leader.
But the current situation could not be explained by "personal charisma."
Damn it! Anyone who didn't know better would think they were being attacked by a great fiend!
Hearing the prime minister's question, Selena poked her supple cheek with a finger and smiled. "The curse? Who knows? I think my natural beauty finally condensed into a mystery trait, which I use to show the world that my beauty is peerless through my lovely singing!"
"Speaking of which, I haven't named this trait yet. Let's call it... Divine Countenance."
Arcturus swallowed hard and said bitterly, "We were wrong from the very beginning. Every attempt to fight the curse only invites an even more powerful backlash."
Selena's beautiful brows furrowed, and she crossed her arms, shouting, "Enough! Arcturus, just keep running then. Open the gates to the royal capital for me, and then tell Lola!"
"I will take Faust back from her hands, absolutely!"
'Good grief, it really is over a man!'
Arcturus almost couldn't hold it together upon hearing this. It was only because a sage had high mental endurance and great poise that he didn't make a face right there.
'Serving this royal family of yours is enough to atone for every sin I've ever committed in my life!'
Despite his internal cursing, Arcturus did not give up the struggle.
He could no longer harbor any illusions. To completely eradicate the curse, he had to use every means and every bit of help available!
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