Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Cecilia quickly checked on the injured and cast a spell to quickly stop the bleeding on the less serious areas.

Where the wound is deep, the magic of quick hemostasis can only slow down the bleeding but cannot exert its full effect.

Cecilia looked at the door, hoping that Valken would come back soon.

Valken did not return.

The knights who were called up temporarily came back one after another.

"Your Highness, we didn't find Prince Mel upstairs."

"Reporting to Her Royal Highness, there are no suspicious people around, and Prince Mel has not been found."

"Report, Prince Mel's room is very clean. We suspect that Prince Mel took the initiative to leave with the other party."

Cecilia stood up and looked at the last knight who reported. She pointed at the mess and asked, "Who are they protecting themselves from?"

Mel's guards were naturally there to protect Mel's safety. If Mel had really left with the other party voluntarily, there would have been no fight.

Valken brought the doctor back to the hotel. He almost broke into the house and carried the doctor from the bed. In his panic, he still remembered to find the doctor's first aid kit and take it with him.

He was afraid that something might happen to the princess during the time he was away.

Fortunately, when Valken saw his knights surrounding Cecilia, he felt relieved instantly and had the patience to explain to the doctor who had been shouting along the way.

The scene was right in front of him, and the doctor understood why the other party was so anxious without Valken's explanation.

When Cecilia saw the doctor coming, she hurried forward to explain everyone's condition.

Even with the arrival of the doctor, Cecilia's magic did not stop for a moment.

After the doctor examined the injuries of each patient one by one, he quickly selected the most critical one for treatment.

Cecilia secretly cast a spell to stop bleeding and said to Valken, "Mel is missing."

The worst had happened, the thought flashed through Valken's mind.

Then he listened to Cecilia's instructions, "Please form a group of two. One group will go back and call everyone in the hotel, and the other group will search nearby to see if there are any clues. Thank you for your hard work."

Oh, the worst has not happened yet, the princess is still here.

This time, the knights didn't look at Valken's expression, and shouted in unison, "Yes!"

Cecilia suddenly regretted for the first time that she had not learned black magic.

As far as Cecilia knows, there is a kind of black magic that can directly read other people's memories.

This is the quickest solution right now.

She would leave this world sooner or later anyway, and the backlash from black magic would only shorten her life or damage her body, which had no effect on her. So why didn't she learn it at that time?

Cecilia couldn't quite remember.

The doctor was a little overwhelmed. Cecilia had not studied medicine, but she knew some basic hemostasis and bandaging. Seeing the doctor had already started to sew up the wound, Cecilia's first reaction was -

Is it really true that there will be no bacterial infection?

Before Cecilia could think about it, Valken said to her, "I didn't find the store owner."

The store owner disappeared along with Mel?

coincidence?

Or is there any connection?

"Can you find out the identity of the store owner?"

Valken nodded, "Yes, but we may have to wait until the syndicalist organization opens."

Cecilia looked at the clock on the wall. It was 4:30 in the morning, and the rain outside showed no sign of stopping. It was even getting heavier.

Cecilia called the system, "Please help me check the information of the owner of this hotel."

"This character is not mentioned in the original storyline. There is no information about this character at the moment. If necessary, please apply to download all the information about this world."

This system is becoming increasingly unreliable.

"Apply."

"Applying, waiting for approval, please wait..."

Very good. The more this system is optimized, the more useless it becomes. Not only does it not provide convenience to the taskers, but it also creates obstacles in unimportant areas.

Cecilia had completely given up relying on the system. She asked Valken, "What time will the syndicalists open?"

Valken thought for a moment, "The syndicate in the main city of Petra opens at eight in the morning."

There are still more than three hours.

"Is there any faster way?"

"Yes, just break the window. Any subsequent problems will be suppressed with your status as a princess."

Cecilia liked this solution.

She turned to ask the doctor who was treating her, "Do you need any help here?"

The doctor didn't even raise his head, and said unhappily, "You're just a little girl, how can you help me? Just don't make trouble for me."

Cecilia didn't care about the other party's disrespect to her, "Are you sure the wounded here can be cured?"

His unpleasant tone turned into impatience, "Most of their wounds are not deep. Except for this one which is a little dangerous, the rest are fine."

The doctor opened up as he spoke, "It's strange. It's lucky that such a deep wound didn't hurt the lungs. The bleeding was so slow. If it had been faster, God would have had to come to save us."

Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief, magic was still of some use.

"Thank you for your hard work. If it is convenient for you after the work is over, please keep an eye on it for a while. If you see the guards just now, you can assign them at will, and they will pay you accordingly."

After getting the doctor's consent, Cecilia and Valken set off towards the trade union organization.

On the way, Cecilia asked, "How come you are so familiar with this place?"

"I looked at the map of this city before going to bed."

Very good habit.

Cecilia decided that she should develop such a good habit herself.

The building of the trade union organization can be seen to be luxurious even in this dark and rainy night. As expected, commerce is popular in every era.

Valken took Cecilia around the syndicalist building and found a suitable place to break in through the window.

Cecilia was not as lagging behind as Valken had imagined. She climbed through the window cleanly and neatly, and it didn't look like it was her first time doing this.

"The princess seems very skilled."

Cecilia opened her mouth and said, "When I was a child, I liked to climb over the wall and escape from the palace to play."

Valken understood.

The information room of the labor union organization was at the end of the first floor. Valken took out a candle from somewhere and lit it up. The two of them started looking for information about the owner of the hotel where Mel was staying.

Fortunately, the information of the trade union organization is clearly categorized, so it is not difficult to find.

The moment she found the information, Cecilia even felt that this paper file was more reliable than the system.

Even at this point, the system was still downloading updates.

Cecilia picked up the information and saw that Stilwell was a 347-year-old male, married, and currently lived at No. Pros Street.