Based on Koman's previous disappearance and Ivan's disappearance at this time, Vanessa guessed that they must have gone back to the land of ice to save people, and if they didn't take this opportunity to escape, when Ivan returned, the general situation would be gone.

The princess looked back at the room she was in. It was larger than the dungeon, but it was also windowless, the furniture was made of oak that only the royal family could afford, and the simple desks and beds were inlaid with bronze accents, but nothing more, and the honey candles on the table flowed like pillars of tears, casting the princess's long figure on the opposite wall like a ghost.

Vanessa didn't remember a room like this in the castle, but even if she did, she couldn't even call for help without a window.

But since she was a child, Queen Chloe has always told herself that in every room without windows, there will always be a secret passage. I believe this one is no exception. Vanessa moved the furniture out of its place, groping and banging back and forth on the walls and floors, not sparing a single corner, but the outcome was not as rosy as she thought, and she did not find any secret tricks.

"Maybe that's just a metaphor?" Vanessa sat on the floor dejected. "Looks like I'm going to have to use what I'm best at."

Three minutes later, the Dragon-winged Angel outside the door noticed the white smoke coming out of the crack in the door. Then came the princess's cry for help.

The Dragon-Winged Angels had apparently never encountered such a stubborn prisoner, and for a moment they were overwhelmed, and they had to open the door for the princess and rush into the house to stop the fire from spreading. Vanessa took the opportunity to escape from the cell, immediately recalled the location of the room from memory, and with the help of her familiarity with the terrain, turned left and right, and slipped away.

Water, water, water.

Vanessa ran to the moat as soon as possible, slashed her middle finger and dripped her own blood into the water, reciting Victor's name in her heart, praying that he would smell her scent among the countless droplets and inform Reina to save her.

"Aha, you're here." A voice came overhead. "Looks like you're still not running fast enough."

Needless to say, it must be Ivan's lackeys, those dragon-winged angels. Vanessa folded her sleeves and hid a silver candlestick in her hand. She looked up at the dragon-winged angel and smiled, "I'm the future queen, I don't need to run away. I just choked on the smoke. ”

"Do you want to drink the moat?" The Dragon-winged Angel scoffed.

"As a queen, I can do whatever I want. Like now," Vanessa stood up, head held high, "you come down and let me ride on your back." ”

The Dragon-Winged Angel whirled vigilantly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'm going to ride you back to the cell. You've completed Ivan's mission. Vanessa looked him straight in the eye.

"As you said, I am only at the behest of the city lord Ivan, and your lordship's wishes have nothing to do with me." The Dragon-Winged Angel rose proudly, then swooped, intending to grab the princess's shoulder, but Vanessa deftly dodged it, and he had to curse and pull up again, ready for the next dive.

"If you're willing to keep going on like this," Vanessa dodged the Dragonwinger's attack again, turning leisurely to face him, "I've got time to spare." Then she began to induce him, "Since they are all going back to my pathetic little cell, what is the difference between being caught by you and riding on your back?" ”

"Absolutely! I'm an angel! A stream of ice-blue lightning began to accumulate between the winged angel's eyes, and Vanessa could tell that he was about to have a seizure, and she was no less surprised to see the hens swimming and frolicking underwater.

"You're not trying to hack me, are you?" Vanessa screamed and backed away. Her cry was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt in the middle of the night over the royal city, waking up many people who could not sleep.

The dragon-winged angel flapped his wings wildly, and finally gave up, "Okay, okay, don't make a sound, I'll let you ride." The lightning in his eyes became invisible, and the whole man fell, folded his black wings, and fell down before the princess.

Vanessa unceremoniously rolled over and sat on the shoulder of the dragon-winged angel, and then, a cold touch touched his carotid artery, and the princess said in a low voice, "Fly!" Fly me to Crescent City! ”

Sometimes, you think that hope is right in front of you, and sudden changes can always make you fall from the peak of joy to the bottom in an instant. The Dragon-winged Angel was still climbing into the dark night sky, and a spear shot from the Moon Hall pierced him, and before Vanessa's candlestick could be effective, she was planted headlong from the sky.

I hope you don't stumble on the cold stone slabs and break your leg bones. That was Vanessa's only thought. Well, she was almost about to thank God when she found herself hanging upside down from a laurel tree, but the next scene plunged her into deep despair once more—a mountain dwarf with a spear in his hand strode up and lifted himself up to his horse like a chicken, and the princess had no time to cry, but felt a numbness in her mouth, and the man had some magic to silence her, and as the horse's back rose and fell, they passed through the streets, the houses, and even the walls and trunks, and finally came out of the city, and galloped eastward!

Piercing the wall?

Vanessa suddenly felt that this mountain man was invincible, he could really steal the east and steal the west, and no one would think that his own house could also be a thief because of the theft of the neighbor's house. At the same time, the princess was also inverted on horseback: the dwarves of the mountains live in caves, and it is probably their characteristics that give rise to such a kind of magic, allowing them to survive unhindered in the underground caves.

In fact, the princess only guessed half right, the magic of the mountain dwarves is indeed impressive, but it is not they who have evolved this wall-piercing magic, but their horses.

Vanessa didn't know that the horse was a wall-piercing horse, so while she could still move her hands, the menorah in her hand finally came in handy - she stabbed the horse twice in the buttocks, and the horse neighed and ran faster, but the owner of the horse did not know that his foal was pointing the way for the enemy.

Vanessa looked at the ground with satisfaction, and pricked her twice, before falling asleep on her horse. Victor, Brandt, Reina, you must find me.

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