Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

This bad premonition was not alleviated after meeting Freya.

Cecilia looked at Freya in front of her. Compared with the last time, Cecilia felt that Freya had become more beautiful.

The dim dungeon and relatively humid environment did not make Freya look weak, but made her look better.

When Freya saw Cecilia appear, she glared at her as if she had an enemy, which made her beautiful face look more ferocious.

"Long time no see, you fake." Freya looked at Cecilia and forced a stiff smile.

Cecilia has been observing Freya, just as Freya has been observing Cecilia.

Even though Valken already knew that Cecilia could use magic, he still subconsciously stood in front of Cecilia.

Freya's eyes moved to Valken's face. She slowly stood up and approached the leader of the Knights. "You defend this impostor in front of me? Valken, I think I really give you face."

Valken frowned, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, "Show some respect to His Highness!"

Cecilia walked out from behind Valken and looked at the heroine in the original novel. She suddenly realized that in the original novel, Valken seemed to be one of the many men pursuing Freya.

Just now...

Why does this Freya in front of me look so familiar with Valken?

Cecilia called out to the system in her mind, "What's going on?"

System: "Detecting, please wait..."

Later on, Cecilia found that the system she came back to this time was really too cumbersome, and the gap was too big compared to the previous system.

"The test results are as follows: no errors or omissions, please continue the task."

Cecilia resisted the urge to roll her eyes, even though Freya's words were so ambiguous.

She looked puzzled and asked Freya, "You seem to be very familiar with our Captain Valken?"

Valken was the first to explain, "Your Highness, I don't know her."

Cecilia knew that Valken was showing his loyalty and had not done anything detrimental to the royal family.

But these words had a completely different meaning to Freya's ears——

Valken was distancing himself from her.

Freya's eyes widened instantly, and then she laughed out loud.

Cecilia, who had been staring at Freya, found that every time she first met Freya, she was very glamorous and attractive, but as long as they chatted for a few words, the madness and hideousness on her face would tear that layer of glamour apart.

But there was indeed no trace of magic on the other party.

It is possible that the other party's magical ability is higher than one's own, which is why one cannot see it.

That layer of brilliance was like a filter when taking a photo, surrounding Freya.

Cecilia thought about it in her mind, but couldn't think of any magic that could achieve such an effect.

Could it be some new magic that has appeared in the past four hundred years?

But it shouldn’t be like this?

Freya seemed tired of laughing and looked at Valken, "You don't know me? Hahahahahahaha, you don't know me?"

Cecilia was afraid that Freya would start to act crazy again if she said a few more words, "Do you know Abeluna?"

Freya looked at Cecilia with a sinister look, "I don't know her."

Cecilia cast a truth-telling spell and asked again, "Do you know Abeluna?"

Freya began uncontrollably, "I know her. She's the neighbor's sister."

One magic test revealed two things, one was what Freya said, and the other was that Freya did not know magic.

Anyone who knows a little magic can resist the magic of truth speaking to a certain extent, but Freya spoke almost immediately after Cecilia released the magic.

"What's wrong with you?"

This time Freya did not speak immediately, but her body showed signs of violent struggle.

It was obvious to the naked eye that Freya wanted to speak, but she seemed to be blocked by something and could not open her mouth no matter what.

Until Freya vomited blood, Cecilia instantly withdrew the magic of speaking truth, and the other party breathed heavily as if she had escaped from death.

Valken has been standing in front of Cecilia with a tough attitude.

After Freya recovered from her shock, she saw Valken protecting Cecilia behind him. A sad smile appeared on her face. "Fake, you won, but don't be happy too soon. Sooner or later, I will take back everything that belongs to me."

She lay on the hard bed in the dungeon, her eyes lifeless and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Cecilia frowned, "Who are you?"

Freya slowly turned her head and looked at Cecilia, "I am Freya, I am the true princess of Anatolia, and I am the future queen of this kingdom!"

Cecilia felt that she couldn't get anything out of him anymore, "Valken, let's go."

Valken nodded, but was caught by Freya, "Are you really going to abandon me, Valken?"

Valken quickly waved Freya away and quickly left this place of trouble with Cecilia.

Does Valken really have no doubts about Cecilia?

Naturally not.

But as long as Gallup does not announce that Cecilia's identity is problematic, Cecilia is the first heir to the throne, the only princess of the kingdom, and the person that Valken will protect at his death.

What he protected was never just one person, but the identity of Princess Cecilia.

Cecilia knew what Valken was thinking, so she was a little hesitant about Valken's allegiance.

She was now very worried that Abeluna would appear from nowhere and cast a black magic on Gallop, and Freya would really become a legitimate princess.

If it were the previous Abeluna, Cecilia would be 100% sure that she could understand the direction of her behavior.

But now Cecilia doesn't even dare to say 50%.

After Valken sent Cecilia to the palace, he separated from her.

Not only Cecilia needs to investigate some things, but Valken has also started investigating Cecilia.

He needed to ensure that the current Cecilia would not endanger the kingdom's reputation, interests and foundations.

After separating from Cecilia, he personally went to the Magicians' Guild to look for Lorian.

Lorian was very surprised by Valken's solo visit and thought that he was delivering a message for Cecilia.

He received Valken very warmly, "Grandmaster of the Knights Templar, is there anything you can do for me?"

Valken shook his head, "I have something personal I need to ask you."

Lorian was a little casual at first, but seeing Valken's serious expression, he also sat up straight and said, "If you ask, I will answer everything I know."

Valken had originally been somewhat disgusted with this rather opportunistic president, but now he saw the good in him. "Regarding Her Highness's magical ability, I would like to ask what her current level is."

Lorian didn't expect Valken to not know about this. He said honestly, "Her Highness's magic ability is higher than mine. I can't judge her specific level."