"I'm glad to see you're okay," Vanessa lifted Reina's arm, his muscles strong and his bones restored, "you can shoot arrows again." ”

"What just happened?" Reina frowned and examined the bruises on the princess's face, wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth for her, acting naturally, like an intimate lover.

"You shouldn't have pointed an arrow at Brandt just now." Vanessa did not answer directly, but said sadly, "Your healing was bought with his mother's life. ”

"What?" Reina's brow furrowed even deeper.

Vanessa recounted what had happened, and when she spoke of the promise of the Silver King's engagement, the archer almost jumped to her feet, whispered a few words in his ear, and finally said, "I am afraid I will not be able to intervene in this matter." ”

Reina looked at the princess and nodded. He knew that the girl in front of him always had a way to surprise, so he believed in her.

"It's still some time before dawn," Vanessa said as she looked back at the small space in the Wyvern Tower, "there's no room for the two of us here, so why don't we sit down and refine the plan we just made." ”

They sat on straw-paved mattresses and discussed all the possible scenarios and unpredictable variables, the connection between time and space, the casting of magical items, and by the time they first saw each other, the stars in the sky had faded and the sky had turned slightly white. A new day is about to begin.

"I wish me success." Vanessa stood up and shook off the grass stalks on her skirt, and the first dawn shone on her, casting a pink-purple silhouette for her.

Carrying her bow and arrows, Reina rolled over and leaped off the Wyvern Tower, disappearing among the rows of rooftops.

Vanessa walked down the stone steps down the tower, and was immediately stopped by the two heavily armored soldiers from the previous night.

"Go away, soldier." The princess waved them away, not even stopping, "You have been ordered to guard the Wyvern Tower and not let anyone come up, not to forbid anyone to leave. ”

After sending the guards away, Vanessa walked towards the school town closest to the Wyvern Tower. As the dawn dawned, the topography of the Temple of Dionysus and the divisions of the inner city of the palace were all over the Wyvern Tower, and the princess took these intricate complexes to heart, and the first stop was the residence of the court magicians.

When no one was around, Vanessa took off the fine dress she had had worn to meet the king, still wearing the cotton dress of an ordinary maid, and she snuck into a warehouse-like study, hoping to find what she was looking for.

Oh my God, are all the magicians in the world so sloppy? This place is simply the pyramid of Trent!

The princess carefully bypassed the bag full of turnips and the acorns scattered on the ground, trying to balance between the suspiciously colored bottles and cans, the place was full of dust and the air smelled strong, musty, like cider that had been overturned hundreds of years ago. Finally, she made her way to the glass cabinet at the end of the room.

Vanessa saw that what she wanted was inside—an antidote.

This potion is the most common in the school city, and it is stored casually, but it is an indispensable item in Vanessa's plan.

The princess put the potion in her sleeve pocket and turned to leave the school as fast as she could, she had to avoid everyone's eyes and let no one know that she had been here.

Connected to the school city are two weapons warehouses, and Vanessa walked past the guards with her head bowed and her steps brisk. Fortunately, the maids here often walk alone, rather than having to walk with two people like Da Zhou.

But as she approached the Inner Castle, the princess stopped.

She saw a familiar figure, an old friend Creon. The prince of the wine valley was quietly communicating with a man wearing a black hood behind the gargoyle around the corner. Vanessa quickly flashed into the shadows in the corner, making sure she wasn't spotted by them.

Unfortunately, they were so far away that the words drifted into Vanessa's ears in the wind, and all she heard was the words "door" and "key".

"Look left and right, he's a handsome prince." Brandt's voice rang out behind him.

Vanessa was startled, she straightened up and almost touched Brant's nose, "Are you sober?" ”

"Of course," Brant smiled awkwardly, "the sun wrung out the wet towel in my head. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you're following Creon." Vanessa ignored Brant's embarrassment and pretended nothing had happened.

"The same goes for you." Brandt looked up and saw that Creon had left where he had been, and said disappointedly, "Neither of us looks like good hunters—it's lost." ”

"Then give up," Vanessa pushed him away, "we're not going to do the same." ”

"It's good to know," said Brandt, smirking off, his eyes no longer showing his initial concern, "I just hope you don't get in my way." With that, he chased in the direction Creon had left.

Looking at Brant's back, Vanessa didn't have time to sigh, but continued to move towards the palace, now, Reina should have found Castina, and he had to speed up

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