Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

After finding Stilwell's information, Cecilia found a pen and paper and left a message -

"I am Cecilia. For any losses, please come to see me at the Lamut Hotel, No. 3 Central Street."

After finishing writing, he looked at Valken and said, "Let's go."

The distance from the Syndical Organization to Pros Street is not very close. Port Vila is not like the main city of Petra, where the roads are paved with stones.

There is often a section of the road that is paved with stones, and another section of the road becomes a dirt road and is very muddy.

Valken looked at the slippers on Cecilia's feet and wanted to ask several times if she needed help, but when he saw that Cecilia didn't seem to care about the condition of her feet, he shut up silently.

Cecilia realized that the slippers on her feet were soaked and it was very inconvenient to walk.

Without time to regret, Cecilia kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot.

Valken exclaimed, "Your Highness!"

Cecilia said, "You'd better walk faster, so that no one more person will see the princess dressed inappropriately."

Cecilia didn't stop for a moment.

When we arrived at No. 347 Pros Street, the small yard in front of the house was a bit deserted and did not look like anyone lived there.

The bad feeling arises again.

"Just break the window."

Valken would no longer question Cecilia's orders. He had no doubt that Cecilia would really write a handwritten letter and ask him to take it back to report to His Majesty the King.

That's not reporting back, that's going back to die.

Valken, who had been breaking into houses all night, became more and more skilled. Compared to the desolate yard outside, the inside of the house was a mess.

This house looks like no one has lived in it for at least half a year.

What about the owner of the hotel where Mel was staying?

Cecilia stood at the door and didn't take another step forward, "Let's go back to the crime scene."

Valken produced a pair of women's shoes from nowhere, "I hope Your Highness doesn't mind."

Cecilia shook her head and let Valken wipe her feet clean and put on the shoes.

Valken's movements were gentle and did not hurt the small scratches on Cecilia's feet.

The two quickly returned to the crime scene. The doctor had already left and the injured had been sent to the room upstairs to recuperate.

The knight on standby downstairs saw Cecilia and Valken come back, and sent a representative to summarize the situation and report.

"We found a broken railing behind the hotel. Following the wreckage, we found a series of messy footprints. The footprints broke off when they reached the cobblestone road..."

Cecilia was confused. "Can you tell how many people those footprints belong to?"

“It feels like three people.”

If one of these footprints belongs to Mel, then the other person must be two people.

There was no reason why Mel couldn't defeat the two men, and he wouldn't have hurt the people in the hotel so badly.

"Take me to see it."

The two took Cecilia and Valken with them, and because two people followed the footprints, the already messy footprints became even messier.

The knight who led the way was the one who discovered the footprints and followed them. He pointed to the footprints on the ground and explained to the two men, "These were there when we found them. This one over here is ours."

So Cecilia and Valken followed the knight's footsteps.

As they walked, Valken realized something was wrong, "Your Highness, here."

Cecilia looked where Valken pointed.

"Look here, the footprints are heavier than in other places, which means the other party's weight has changed."

Cecilia took the kerosene lamp from Valken and looked around.

That's right, from where Valken pointed, the footprints were a little deeper.

The weight suddenly became heavier, and Cecilia's first reaction was that someone was carrying Mel on his back.

But the number of footprints did not change, there were still three sets of footprints.

There is an extra set of footprints.

In other words, there is one more person.

The rain had begun to subside, with a drizzle falling from the sky. Cecilia quickly turned around and walked back.

There are three sets of footprints in front, and someone is carrying another person on his back behind, still three sets of footprints.

Valken always follows Cecilia.

In his opinion, it didn't matter if Mel died here, but Cecilia couldn't have any accidents.

As they walked, Cecilia discovered something was wrong.

It's not that the footprints became deeper, that set of footprints has always been deep.

But the road ahead was actually a cobblestone road with only a thin layer of mud on it.

Damn it.

In other words, from the very beginning, they left without telling Mel, but somehow they were discovered by Mel's men and a fight broke out.

Why was Mel being carried?

Unconscious or dead?

Cecilia stood there, and because of the rain, she couldn't estimate the approximate time.

"Please follow the footprints and search in all directions. Maybe we can find something heading east."

Cecilia wanted to go again, but Valken stopped her, "Your Highness, you need to rest."

Cecilia felt powerless. "Do you think something will happen to Mel?"

In his heart, Valken still felt that Cecilia liked Mel, but she didn't admit it because of the princess's face.

"It will be alright, Your Highness."

Valken followed Cecilia back to the hotel lobby and said, "Please take a rest here. I'll get you a glass of water."

Cecilia said nothing.

As soon as Valken left, the door of the storage room under the stairs was pushed open, and a woman in her twenties came out. When she saw that there was another person in the hall, her face turned pale.

Cecilia cast a binding spell without even thinking, "Who are you? Why are you hiding there?"

The other party couldn't break free. "I, I'm the receptionist of this hotel. Four or five people rushed in. I was scared, so I hid. Then I heard someone shouting, and I didn't dare to come out. Then I fainted. When I woke up, I wanted to come out to see what was going on, and then I met you."

Cecilia was trying to judge the truth of the other person's words, and heard the other person ask, "So, so you are not in the same group with those people, right?"

Cecilia didn't answer. Valken had already come back with water. Seeing an extra woman, Valken did not let his guard down and stood in front of Cecilia with a strong protective posture.

"You said you were the receptionist of this store, why did those people rush right past you when they rushed in?"

The other person's eyes dodged, "I, I was sleeping behind that, they might not have seen me."

Valken walked in the direction the other party pointed, and there was indeed a very simple small bed inside.

Valken nodded to Cecilia.

Cecilia continued to ask, "You were sleeping, so how did you know there were four or five people?"