Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Finnian didn't understand, what was wrong with him refusing?

He didn't know the person in front of him, and he wasn't a believer of the Sun Goddess, so he had nothing to say to him.

He looked at the middle-aged woman beside him and said, "You have sincerely apologized to the Sun Goddess. She will understand your misfortune in life and wish you happiness in the future."

With that, Finnian left the church.

Freya stared at Finnian's back fiercely, then turned back to glance at the middle-aged woman, then left while lifting her skirt.

Except for Cecilia, there was no one in the church.

She watched Freya disappear from her sight, but she could still feel the power of the dark magic.

Cecilia remained calm, as if she had let down her guard, and took off the mask and put it away.

She walked out of the church slowly, step by step towards the carriage.

The next moment, he was teleported in front of the man in black robe.

The short-distance teleportation consumed a lot of Cecilia's magic. She pointed her magic stick at the other party and said, "Long time no see."

Even at a very close distance, Cecilia still couldn't see the other person's face clearly. In addition to the black cloak, the barrier magic also blocked Cecilia's probing sight.

Cecilia always thought that the person who provided help behind Freya was Abeluna.

Even until last night, Cecilia always thought so.

But when she first appeared in the church, just by coming into contact with magic, Cecilia felt that it might not be Abeluna.

What made Cecilia certain of this guess was that the other party did not leave after Freya left.

Abeluna wouldn't do that.

Even after four hundred years, Cecilia believed that Abeluna could not have changed completely.

"Long time no see, Cecilia."

Different from the voice he used when talking to Freya, this time the man in black robe used his original voice.

Cecilia paused while holding the magic wand. "Elar, it's you."

She suddenly remembered that Lorian had said before that a dark magician had found him and given him a tracking charm.

At that time, she thought that the black magician Lorian was talking about was Abeluna, but she didn't expect it to be Ellar.

Cecilia suddenly laughed. He was willing to take action against his own offspring.

The barrier magic in front of Ellaire still disappeared. She looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling mixed emotions.

Unlike Abeluna's extensive disfigurement, Ellard actually didn't change much, except that he looked a little older than Cecilia remembered.

Time has left many traces on Ellard's face.

"I thought you'd want to beat me up first when you saw me."

Cecilia wanted to reminisce about the past with him, just like she did with Abeluna, but unfortunately she had more important things to do now. "Is Freya planning to destroy the city?"

Like Abeluna, Ellar was like a riddle man. "You need to judge for yourself."

Cecilia grabbed Ellard by the collar and said, "You didn't give me a chance, did you?"

Elal smiled, "You were the strongest among all of us back then. I never thought that one day I would be able to break your magic so easily."

He stretched out his hand and slowly pushed Cecilia away. "We are all moving forward, not standing still. Cecilia, it's your turn to catch up with us."

Ellal's figure began to disappear, and Cecilia narrowed her eyes, "I have seen Abeluna."

The disappearing magic was interrupted, and Ellal looked at Cecilia, "Really? What did she tell you?"

Cecilia didn't say anything. She tried to wait for some clues from Elar's question, but Elar didn't. Seeing that Cecilia didn't speak for a long time, Elar had the answer in his mind, "I guess she didn't tell you anything valuable."

"She said you went to find the dark magician just to find me."

Ellar nodded. "Indeed, we found the black magician, and he told us that you would only appear when there is a crisis on this continent."

He slowly walked around Cecilia, looking her up and down. "In fact, he didn't lie to us, did he? Whether it was four hundred years ago or now, you did appear after a crisis occurred on this continent, didn't you?"

"We don't believe what the black magician said. After all, more than three hundred years ago, we did make a little noise, but you didn't come back. The black magician said that the noise we made was too small and you wouldn't show up."

"So, I thought, what could be more serious than the destruction of the continent? Isn't it? Our complete plan has not yet been implemented..."

Cecilia interrupted the second half of Ellard's words and said, "Now that I'm back, can you stop?"

Ellar smiled and said, "We stop and then you leave again? No, there are less than three years left on this continent. I hope you can spend the rest of your time happily."

After saying this, Ellard's figure disappeared in front of Cecilia.

Cecilia teleported back to the carriage, with Elar's words echoing in her ears. She sneered. This made her the culprit of the destruction of the continent.

She won't take the blame.

Unfortunately, she wanted to ask them what they had done just now, but Elar didn't give her the chance.

However, these were all intentionally revealed by Ellard. If Ellard really didn't want to say anything, Cecilia wouldn't even know about this "blame".

I don't know if these people have really changed fundamentally, or if the black magician is just more skilled and has poisoned them too deeply.

Cecilia didn't know.

Neither Abeluna nor Ellard wanted to talk to her much.

But Cecilia really needed to talk to them.

Even if we can't change their decision, at least we can get some more clues.

Even though Ellard had not clearly told her whether Freya wanted to destroy the city, he let her discover it herself. It seemed that there was a high probability that the truth of this matter could be confirmed.

It's crazy.

A group of crazy people met a crazy person, and the two sides hit it off immediately.

Cecilia really couldn't imagine that all her old friends had become Freya's helpers. What was going on?

She was just worrying when Joyce came back from a trip. It was obvious that Joyce had been running back. When he spoke, his breath was a little unstable. "Your Highness, I have already told Miss Celine your needs."

Cecilia felt a little embarrassed that she had made the other person run back and forth just to get him away.

"I just saw that the church process has ended and there is no one inside. Can you walk around with me?"

After all, Joyce had just returned, and Cecilia couldn't say she would go to the hotel now.

Joyce of course agreed.

Even at lunch time, there are still many small vendors nearby.

Cecilia estimated the time and felt it was about time, so she suggested going back to eat.