Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

There was an uproar among the crowd.

Someone else was quietly reminding the man who had spoken.

Cecilia deduced the other party's identity from their mouths. He was Duke Reynard of the kingdom, and his territory was several cities in the western part of the kingdom.

In addition to an outstanding black magician, a duke was also involved.

These are just the forces that can be seen now, what about the invisible ones?

In the original novel, there weren't so many people standing beside this "real princess".

Cecilia's expression barely changed from the moment Leonard interrupted her speech to the moment she was identified as not a princess.

In the eyes of everyone, Princess Cecilia was quite calm today.

But in fact, Cecilia almost took out her magic wand to cast a spell.

Cecilia admitted that she underestimated the enemy.

Ever since she opened her eyes three days ago in this era and learned that black magic had been lost, she became more confident and bold.

She believed that even if a magician accidentally came into contact with black magic, it would be impossible for him to master it.

But the strength of the black magician behind Freya now far exceeded her expectations.

Cecilia gritted her teeth. The royal family of the Kingdom of Anatolia was cursed and no one in the royal family could learn magic.

This curse was cast by her herself.

This is a royal secret. Every royal family keeps this matter secret, so Cecilia dared to use magic in front of the president three days ago.

But now, Cecilia looked at the people below the stage.

Almost half of them are from the royal family's collateral lineage.

What's the difference between taking out the magic wand and casting a spell now and admitting that you are not a princess?

I never expected that the decision I made back then would kill me now.

Cecilia now not only has to delay the effectiveness of the black magic that was previously attached to Gallup, but also has to resist the magic attack that the opponent is launching.

Damn it, why hasn’t the president come yet?

Just as the people below the stage were arguing, Gallup spoke up, "You, come forward."

Gallup pointed at the so-called real princess Freya.

Upon hearing this, Freya stepped forward and looked up at the king on the podium.

Cecilia didn't have time to care whether the president would come or not, or whether the royal family could cast magical curses.

Her hand summoned a magic wand behind her back and quickly summoned a barrier to block the spell from the black magician.

After the summoning, he quickly put away the magic stick and continued to delay the magic on Gallup.

Cecilia looked at the black magician who hid his entire face in his hood under the podium.

She couldn't see the other person's face or expression, but it was obvious that the other person was not surprised at all that his plans had been disrupted.

Cecilia remembered this lesson.

"I need a reason." Gallup's aura was majestic and inviolable.

Cecilia was slightly relieved to see that Gallup still had his sanity.

Leonard listed the evidence he had prepared one by one, and Gallup and Cecilia listened very carefully.

The evidence was passed from hand to hand among the people below the stage, and Freya, standing in the middle of the dance floor, was neither humble nor arrogant.

The black magician was gone.

It's so interesting.

It turns out that the backbone behind these people is the black magician.

The duke and the fake princess in the audience were instantly abandoned.

The other party made a quick decision.

When the evidence was handed to Gallup on the podium, Gallup sneered and threw the evidence directly into the air.

The people below the stage knelt down.

He walked down the platform and said, "This is the first time I know that the daughter I delivered myself was a fake."

Gallup walked up to Leonard, "Or are you questioning my wife's fidelity to me?"

Even standing on the podium, Cecilia could feel Gallup's murderous intent.

Freya, who had been neither humble nor arrogant before, was no longer at ease on the stage.

Cecilia felt that the time was right, so she said, "Father, today is my birthday."

After hearing this, Gallup actually gave up his murderous intent and asked the guards to take Leonard and Freya away. Before leaving the banquet hall, Cecilia cast a spell on the two of them to prevent them from dying in prison.

When Reynald was taken away, he was still shouting, "Your Majesty, you have been deceived. The one next to you is not the princess! She is not the princess!"

Leonard's voice echoed throughout the ballroom.

Everyone's eyes flickered between the king and the princess.

Under the gaze of everyone, Cecilia walked down the stage and continued her speech that had been interrupted before, as if nothing had happened during this time.

After the princess finished her speech, everyone gave her warm applause.

The ceremonial officer in charge of the banquet announced the official start of the dance, and everyone dispersed, waiting for the princess to start the first opening dance.

It had never been revealed who the princess' opening dance partner would be, and everyone was eagerly waiting to see who the princess's dance partner would be.

Until their high and mighty King bowed and extended his hand to the princess.

Oh my god.

Everyone in the royal city knows that the princess and the king don't get along, yet the princess actually dances the opening dance with the king.

The King looked...

Seems happy?

As the court musicians began to play, Cecilia and Gallup officially kicked off today's dance in the center of the dance floor.

When the dance was over, everyone applauded again.

Someone whispered, "I think I saw the king and queen."

But was drowned in the joyful music.

After Gallup announced the official start of the dance, everyone found their partners and started dancing.

Of course, there were also fearless young men who admired the beautiful princess and came forward to invite her to dance with them.

Often, before Cecilia expressed her opinion, these young people were discouraged by Gallup's eyes.

Cecilia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dad, today is my birthday."

Cecilia said the same sentence with a helpless tone this time.

Gallup frowned, and after a long moment, he asked, "Is there any man here that you like?"

Cecilia shook her head. "Does my father want me to get married early?"

Gallup's refusal was quick, but he said nothing more.

As Cecilia grew older, she became more and more like his late wife.

Gallup felt that no one was good enough for his daughter.

As the protagonist of the ball, Cecilia naturally couldn't always hide beside Gallup.

The president of the Magician's Guild walked up to her with Gallup's death gaze and performed a standard invitation ceremony, "Dear Princess, I am Lorian, the president of the Magician's Guild. Can you dance with me?"

Cecilia accepted his invitation.

Gallup's face darkened three shades.

Many people began to observe a moment of silence for this unfamiliar boy.

Gallup stared at the young man who was trying to steal his treasure.

Lorian, who was in the dance floor, naturally felt the pressure. He said to Cecilia, "I have set a tracking device on that magician."

"Do you think it's useful?"

Cecilia still doesn't know the black magician's strength. Before he uses his full strength, Cecilia conservatively estimates that the other party is stronger than her.

And the Lorian in front of him was even inferior to himself.

Cecilia believed that Lorian's pursuit would be discovered and resolved by the other party in a few moves.

Lorian smiled smugly, "Isn't it a coincidence? The night you left the main guild, I got a tracking charm made of black magic."

Black magic.

It's black magic again.

Seeing Cecilia lost in thought, the other party continued, "Where do you think the magician is now?"

Cecilia guessed the general idea from Lorian's expression, "Still in this palace."

The two of them turned around, and Cecilia continued, "Maybe he's in my bedroom right now."