Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Freya on the side watched all this coldly.

She had just escaped death. If the black-robed man in front of her hadn't stopped her, she wouldn't have just detonated the bomb in one place.

The man in black robe told her that her left arm was completely necrotic and that she could only seek help from a black magician if she wanted it to recover.

Is it so easy to meet a black magician?

Freya looked at Cecilia on the watchtower with hatred. She would avenge her broken arm sooner or later.

In the end, Cecilia's magic didn't last long enough to completely extinguish the fire.

Cecilia almost overdrew her magic and finally fainted on the watchtower.

Fortunately, Delia was quick to act and supported Cecilia and took her home to rest.

This heavy rain, which the giants saw as a godsend, did not completely put out the fire, but it gave them a chance.

Thanks to the long-standing custom of collecting rainwater in the entire settlement, which is almost engraved in their bones and subconsciously, the moment it rains, the giants run back home to find containers to collect rainwater.

With the help of the people of Aslade City who arrived belatedly, the fire was finally put out successfully.

The city lord only showed up after the fire was completely extinguished.

The entire giant settlement was dirty and messy, with many blackened marks from fire on the walls, and the ground was muddy after the rain.

He looked at the dirty and messy environment. If Her Royal Highness the Princess had not personally ordered him to do so, he would never have come to deal with these barbaric tribes.

"Where is your highness?"

The one who negotiated with the city lord was naturally Diliya. She did not trust this guy who brought disaster to their settlement. "Your Highness will get the best care from us here, so it's better not to travel."

How could the city lord allow the princess to rest in such an environment? "I advise you not to force me to do it."

The two sides were in a stalemate and neither was willing to take a step back, but Cecilia was reluctant to wake up.

Finnian, who appeared out of nowhere, spoke up, "We still don't know why His Highness fainted. It's best not to move."

Joyce agreed, "We will be responsible for your highness's safety."

The city lord threw his cloak and left this dirty place, "You'd better pray that His Highness is fine."

Freya naturally still wanted to take the opportunity to do something - if she didn't take Cecilia's life, she would at least take half of her life.

Of course, she knew very well that what she needed to be wary of was not the knights and giants around Cecilia, but the man in black robe beside her.

She really couldn't understand it. They were all acting together towards the same goal, so why was he protecting Cecilia?

I can't figure it out, but I really can't beat him.

If Freya wants to attack Cecilia, she can only do it when the man in black is not around or when he is off guard.

After just a few hours, Freya had already deeply felt the inconvenience of moving with one hand.

When Freya thought about how her arm was broken, she wanted to rush over and break both of Cecilia's arms.

Freya had never seen the face of the man in black robe clearly, she just felt that he should be resting with his eyes closed.

She stood up naturally and prepared to walk into the bushes nearby.

"return."

Freya held her stomach with her right hand, "I need to go take care of a personal matter."

The black-robed man's face was covered by magic, and she couldn't tell any emotions.

He performed as he walked, and no one knew how much the man in black robe believed.

"Come back in ten minutes, or you won't be able to act with me anymore."

Freya hadn't walked too far when she suddenly turned back and said, "I don't think I need to solve my personal problems that much."

This man in black robe is the most powerful of the black magician's subordinates, no doubt about it.

When choosing a companion, Freya chose the most powerful one without hesitation.

But there was no remaining contract between the two of them like the deal between them and the black magician. If the man in black really wanted to leave, Freya might have no better way than to complain to the black magician.

damn it.

Why on earth is this man in black robe protecting that impostor so much!

Cecilia slept until noon the next day.

The one guarding Cecilia's bedside was Celine. Celine was the last one to be brought here by the knight. When she learned that Cecilia was unconscious, her eyes instantly turned red, fearing that Cecilia might have an accident.

Seeing Cecilia wake up, Celine's rabbit ears stood up, her eyes still red, "Your Highness, you are finally awake, is there anything you want to eat?"

Before Cecilia fainted yesterday, she had overdrawn all her magic, but now she feels relaxed all over and has no discomfort.

She stretched out her hand and clenched it, feeling the magic in her body.

Is this progress again?

Seeing that Her Royal Highness was in a daze, Celine called out again, "Your Highness?"

Cecilia came back to her senses and said, "Oh, it's all right."

She then realized that she was still in the giant settlement. "Please help me call Joyce in."

Seeing that the princess was about to start dealing with things as soon as she woke up, Celine wanted to say something but due to her status, she finally pushed the door open and called Joyce in. She then went to discuss with Delia whether she could use her kitchen.

As soon as Joyce entered the room, she was relieved to see that the princess had woken up safely.

He quickly reported everything that had happened after the princess fell into a coma.

Cecilia listened to the noise outside.

After the fire was put out yesterday, the giants simply tidied up their resting place.

When I woke up early this morning, I officially began to repair the uninhabitable houses in the settlement. I could hear the movements of the giants outside.

"Where are the remaining bombs?"

"It was hidden by our people."

They are still hidden in batches and in different areas.

This time, since a quarter of the explosives had already been exploded, the remaining three parts were divided into four parts, and the range was reduced a lot.

Cecilia thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with letting the giants take it, as they would need it for mining and mountain road construction in the future anyway.

"There's still no news from Valken and the others?"

Joyce nodded. "Yes, none of the carrier pigeons sent to Petra have returned yet."

This is really not good news.

Although the kingdom's army seems to be of no use to the city of Aslade, the loss of contact with Petra itself is not a good thing.

"What about the Duke of Bulwell?"

Joyce shook his head. "There's no movement from the Duke. It seems like he really is not caring about this place as he said."

Cecilia frowned, "Once we have dealt with this, let's go back to Petra."

She felt extremely uneasy.

The original book wrote that Gallop's health began to deteriorate when Freya left the palace to travel.

Cecilia thought again about what Freya had exchanged with the black magician.

Looking through the window beside her, Cecilia didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that it was going to rain.