Reborn After Betrayal: The Frail True Princess Decides to Give Up

Chapter 261 : The Saintess is So Adorable

Walking to the cell door, Celitia easily twisted open the iron lock, casually tossing the broken lock into the pile of straw on the ground."Amazing!" Emily's eyes widened. "You actually broke the lock in one go, and didn't even trigger the cell's magical formations?"

Celitia opened her mouth, about to mock Emily along with everything else.

Ariel quickly walked over, grabbing Celitia's arm and dragging her toward the exit: "Don't say anything, let's go quickly!"

Celitia could only reluctantly abandon her sarcasm.

Being stupid and not allowing others to point it out was just too much!

The three passed through the dim corridor and arrived at the outer hall.

In the center of the hall stood a square wooden table for the guards' rest, with a candlestick burning with a faint flame and a cloth bundle containing unknown items on top.

A soldier was sprawled across the table, sleeping soundly, his snores clearly audible.

"The cell guard is actually asleep," Emily's tense body relaxed considerably. "Even the goddess is helping me escape!"

Whether it was the goddess helping or someone else helping, that was debatable...

Celitia didn't continue her mockery, walking over openly and picking up the cloth bundle from the table.

Ariel lowered her voice: "What are you doing?"

"This obviously has quite a few things inside."

Celitia squeezed the bulging cloth bundle and opened it casually. "A set of clothes, a water bottle, and several pieces of flatbread—perfect for Emily to use."

"It's okay," Emily quickly waved her hands in refusal. "I don't need it, you two take it."

Just as she finished speaking, her stomach timely produced a series of gurgling sounds.

Celitia forcibly stuffed the cloth bundle into Emily's hands: "Take it. Look how hungry you are."

"Alright..."

Emily accepted the bundle with a red face, then couldn't help but glance at the sleeping soldier.

"This person is sleeping way too deeply. He didn't wake up even with all this."

"He won't wake up anytime soon," Celitia smiled. "Even if he does wake up, we'll just have Ariel knock him out."

Ariel's feelings were quite complicated.

At the time, she had indeed obtained this cloth bundle, thinking she was lucky that the soldier happened to be asleep.

Now it seemed this was also deliberately arranged.

Hearing Celitia's words, Emily's eyes lit up: "So that sister is also called— no, her name is Ariel?"

"That's right," Celitia nodded. "She's called Ariel, and I'm called Celitia."

Looking at the girl before her, Celitia felt inexplicably itchy hands and couldn't help but pat the girl's head.

This was the thirteen-year-old Saintess! She hadn't yet grown into a lioness, was quite a bit shorter than herself, had round eyes, a dazed expression, and was soft and adorable...

So cute and lovable!

Why couldn't she stay like this forever?

Celitia became addicted to patting and gave another pat.

As if sensing what Celitia was thinking, Ariel turned around and glared at her fiercely.

Celitia instantly behaved, obediently lowering her hand and covering up with a laugh:

"Take the things, let's leave quickly."

She wasn't even patting Ariel's own head, yet she still wouldn't allow it—how petty!

The place where the three were located was Sercis's temporary residence at Phyllis Castle.

During the period when he was recruited by Earl Bell and ordered to defend the city, Sercis had been living in a mansion arranged by the Earl, not far from the lord's residence.

The place wasn't large, but there were quite a few guards. Emily had put considerable effort into infiltrating it.

At this moment, the security level had obviously dropped by one standard.

The soldier on duty in the cell was asleep, and even the guards at the entrance were nowhere to be seen.

"This is as obvious as the ocean," Ariel quietly muttered.

But they could still hear distant voices and footsteps, so the guards hadn't been completely withdrawn.

"Going easy is going easy," Celitia smiled, "but escaping still requires some real skill."

She casually complimented Ariel to prevent her from becoming angry from the earlier teasing.

"After all, she's the Saintess—this little matter is nothing for her."

"Should we go this way?"

Ever since leaving the cell, Emily had been extremely nervous and hadn't paid attention to what the two were saying.

"I came in through the back door over there when I infiltrated."

"Mm... that way is passable, but it's not the most suitable choice." Celitia said. "Follow me."

She took the lead, heading in another direction.

She had personally arranged the defenses here back then, so naturally she knew where the guards were weakest.

"Okay, then I'll listen to Sister Celitia." Seeing her confidence, Emily completely trusted her.

"How do you know?" Ariel whispered in Celitia's ear. "Since Emily is the protagonist, wouldn't it be better to follow her?"

"Because the noise coming from that direction is louder, obviously there are more guards there."

Celitia made up an excuse on the spot.

"Besides, even if Sercis is going easy on us, since Emily infiltrated from there, naturally some people would worry about being punished and would voluntarily strengthen the guard."

After her string of nonsense, Ariel actually believed it: "Alright, then let's listen to you and go. Anyway, even if we take the wrong path, at worst we'll fight our way out. It would be best to run into that guy head-on so I can beat him up before leaving!"

Quite the obsession indeed.

Celitia's mouth twitched slightly.

Thinking about it, she actually felt this didn't seem bad.

After all, in reality, there would no longer be such an opportunity.

How about deliberately bringing Ariel over to provoke him and let the two of them have a fight?

While pondering how to trick her illusory self, Celitia led the two around a small path, avoiding the patrolling guards and heading toward the side gate.

Seeing the mansion's side gate in the distance, Emily relaxed somewhat and sincerely sighed:

"Sister Celitia is amazing! The path you chose really didn't encounter a single person!"

"Well... uh... luck, just luck."

Celitia laughed it off, trying to muddle through.

"At critical moments, my luck has always been decent. And listen, it's so quiet over here, there definitely aren't many people."

Just as Celitia finished speaking, Ariel frowned:

"Something's not right. Listen carefully—there's some commotion outside, and it seems like quite a few people are rushing this way."

Reminded by Ariel, Celitia also heard the noise outside.

Orderly footsteps came from beyond the wall, with someone giving orders: "Quickly surround that side too!"

Celitia frowned.

This voice sounded quite familiar.

"Don't go out yet," Celitia reached out to stop the anxious Emily. "Something has happened outside. Let's hide first and observe before doing anything."

Come to think of it, she didn't remember such a thing happening back then.