Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

The Earl only prepared one of the most advanced kerosene cars at the time, and the rest of the vehicles were old steam cars.

When Mel saw the convoy of cars, he felt like committing suicide.

The princess, himself, and the captain of the guards, it is not impossible for the three of them to return together in one car.

It's just that he himself feels uncomfortable.

It is absolutely impossible for three people to squeeze into the back seat of a car, so one of them must sit in the passenger seat.

In terms of status, Valken should sit in the passenger seat.

So that meant he and Cecilia were sitting in the back row.

Mel felt embarrassed just thinking about it.

Let Cecilia sit in the front row. Not to mention whether Cecilia herself agrees or not, even Valken would not agree to this ridiculous proposal.

He himself didn't want to sit in the passenger seat.

It is almost impossible to ride in the same car.

Meier glanced at the steam car behind him, sighed, and resigned himself to opening the door of the back seat. "Your Highness, please get in the car."

The count couldn't hear what Mel said, but he saw Mel open the car door for the girl.

He was frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.

Cecilia looked at the convoy and couldn't help frowning.

The idea of ​​three people riding together flashed through her mind, but she rejected it.

Cecilia called a knight over and said, "Thank you for making another trip. Go find another team of carriages."

The knight took action immediately after receiving the order. Cecilia looked at Mel and said, "The journey back is long. Don't let yourself down on this."

Cecilia was grateful to Mel for understanding her anxiety to return to Petra.

Although she was in a hurry, she was not so anxious that she didn't even have time to find another team of cars.

Although this arrogant guy refused to admit it, he said, "Don't think too much, I'm just curious about that kind of car."

Ok.

While Cecilia and Mel were talking, Valken went to see the count.

From the perspective of power, Valken's actual power is greater than that of the Count.

Before speaking, Valken saluted symbolically, "I am Valken, the commander of the Royal Guards."

A cold sweat broke out on the earl's forehead.

The Earl had just seen the little prince open the door for a lady in person and obey the other party's arrangements, and he had some guesses in his mind.

I just can't believe that Her Royal Highness the Princess would come to such a remote place like theirs in person.

The captain of the Royal Guards in front of him was right next to the lady just now.

The Earl considered all the famous young women in the kingdom and came up with only one answer for the lady who could be protected by the captain of the Royal Guard.

"I was inconsiderate. I didn't know that Her Royal Highness the Princess was coming, and I didn't entertain her properly these days. It was my mistake."

The count's nervous tongue kept moving, and he bit his tongue several times while speaking.

To put it simply, this matter means that the earl is not guilty of ignorance. To put it more seriously, this matter means that the earl does not take the royal family seriously and despises imperial power.

Valken didn't expect that the count was so timid. He just introduced himself and the other party was so scared.

Sometimes, fear comes from our own imagination.

"I'm only here to inquire about the cost of this fleet of cars. The royal family will reimburse you."

The count took two steps back, breathing heavily, took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his head.

Valken was worried that the other party would come up with some "no money required" conclusion.

"You'd better tell me the amount truthfully so that we won't make things difficult for each other."

The Earl swallowed and said, "I don't know. I asked my men to do it."

Seeing Valken's face darken, the Count immediately said, "I'll go get someone over here."

This time, the Earl did not ask anyone to run errands, but went personally to find the subordinate who was responsible for arranging the itinerary of the convoy.

The subordinates were also terrified.

Since the pair of cars haven't moved yet, he knows he hasn't done his job well.

Now that he was captured by the Count himself, the subordinate felt that he would most likely die today.

Unexpectedly, this person with a more important background just asked him about the relevant fees and let him go.

Valken asked about the relevant expenses and said goodbye to the count.

The people sent by Cecilia acted quickly and have returned to report the progress to the princess.

Cecilia discovered two days ago that this group of knights had completely lost their previous low-key style.

Once they were asked to do something, all of these knights would immediately bring up their identities as princesses.

Simple and crude, with remarkable effect.

Of course, there were also those who did not believe that the princess would suddenly appear here. They did not prove it to the other party, but came back to ask their colleagues to replace her, and then claimed to be Duke Reynard's subordinates.

Cecilia was amazed.

Smart or they are smart.

He even knew to change someone else to speak in the middle.

Since kerosene cars are rare, there are only a few in the entire Port of Clifton.

The knight simply did not look for so many, but only found two more. Together with the one that the count had arranged before, it was enough for the three important men to ride.

Seeing this, Cecilia didn't say much, but just shook her head slightly.

The land route back is not faster than the water route down the river.

It took nearly four days in total, and the group would stop and rest when they encountered a town in the evening.

Fortunately, we didn't encounter any accidents on the way and returned to Petra safely.

Ford was immediately escorted to prison by the knight.

Cecilia used the old trick and placed a track on Ford.

I also sensed the situation of the two people in the prison.

The two were still inside.

Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief.

When we arrived at the gate of Petra, cars could no longer enter, so we took a horse-drawn carriage instead.

At the gate of Petra, Mel was the first to say goodbye to the princess because he had to go home first.

Cecilia didn't care much and allowed him to leave.

If Mel had been a step later, he would have met Lorian, who was extremely well-informed.

It had been a long time since she last saw Lorian, and Cecilia almost forgot who he was.

Fortunately, the system character introduction box now pops up in a timely manner.

"President, long time no see."

Lorian waited for Cecilia until the flowers wilted, but because there were still many people around the princess, Lorian could not wag his tail to ask for credit from the princess.

But Cecilia could tell from Lorian's expression that he must be very satisfied with what she had done during this period.

Valken was somewhat impressed by this talkative president.

From a certain perspective, he actually still felt that Mel was better. At least Mel's status was worthy of the princess.

Fortunately, Cecilia and Mel had no idea what Valken was thinking.

Otherwise, both of them would spit out blood.

Valken was very much like Gallup at this time, like an old father, examining all the opposite sex who came around the princess.

He actually forgot that he himself was the opposite sex closest to the princess.