Chapter 67: Her Highness the Princess

Eileen felt it was highly improper for Amelia to drive the carriage for her, but she couldn’t think of any counterargument.

Because what Amelia said was correct. She indeed couldn’t drive the carriage out in public, as she would encounter many people along the way. The curse within her could be triggered at any moment. Only by staying inside the carriage, isolated from the outside world, could she ensure no problems would arise.

In the end, Eileen entered the carriage cabin.

Amelia opened the courtyard gate and led the carriage out onto the street outside. She then went back to close the gate before finally driving the carriage towards the West District.

Red Maple District was located in the East District, a considerable distance from the West District. However, Amelia traveled in a straight line, making no stops along the way, and still arrived at the West District an hour later.

There weren’t many people on the streets of the West District, as this was working hours. In this district, where the proportion of workers was higher, everyone was working inside the factories, so naturally, few people could be seen outside.

Upon arriving, Amelia began circling around the West District.

She only knew that the people captured by the Red Moon Society were all held in an abandoned factory, but she had no idea where in the West District that abandoned factory was located, so she needed to search for it slowly.

Inside a sealed room in an abandoned factory, the environment was dark. Only through an iron window high above did sunlight stream in, falling onto the floor and forming patches of light.

Seven young women were held in this room. Most of them wore expressions of panic and helplessness, sobbing quietly.

Before their crying started, of course, they had tried shouting hysterically, hoping someone outside would discover their situation and rescue them. But even when their voices grew hoarse, it was useless.

This place was inside an abandoned factory, where normally no one ever passed by, and their voices couldn’t travel very far.

Vera Hicks looked somewhat haggard.

Her aqua-blue hair, tied into low twin tails, was scattered behind her, and her gorgeous dress appeared rather disheveled.

She wasn’t as nervous as the others. This wasn’t because, as a Count’s daughter, she had better mental fortitude; it was simply that she had noticed a particular young woman present here and felt she had someone to rely on.

Seeing that the others weren’t paying attention to her, Vera moved closer to that young woman.

It was a young woman with long red hair and red eyes. She was very tall and stood gracefully, poised and elegant.

Unlike the others’ nervousness and sorrow, this young woman stood there calmly the entire time, possessing a bearing completely absent in the rest.

Vera didn’t quite know what that quality was. She could only desperately search her memory for relevant words from the books she had read, finally recalling a somewhat fitting description—a regal bearing!

‘Is it because Verna is a princess that she is so fearless?’

Vera thought to herself.

That red-haired young woman was none other than Verna Luban, the princess of the Luban Duchy!

When she first saw that the other had also been captured and brought here, Vera was somewhat astonished. She had never imagined that even Her Highness the Princess would be taken. She had thought the people of unknown origin who dared to capture her, a Count’s daughter, were already quite bold. But in reality, their audacity was far beyond her imagination.

Or perhaps, those people actually had no idea who they had captured?

“Your Highness.” Vera drew closer and asked in a low voice, “It’s been a long time since we’ve heard the sounds of those bad people. Could they have left? If so, is there any way for us to escape?”

“I’m thinking of a way.” Verna replied calmly.

She was indeed thinking of a way.

Just what should she do to leave this place?

She actually had a hidden identity—she was a Low-Rank Apostle, a fact no one else knew.

As the princess of the Luban Duchy, even if Verna was a Low-Rank Apostle, it wouldn’t seem like something that needed to be hidden. But that wasn’t the case. Because the Luban Duchy was currently in a critical period of power struggle, any Apostle would become particularly conspicuous. Therefore, she had always disguised herself as an ordinary person to fade from the eyes of others.

She didn’t want to expose this identity yet.

Of course, that point wasn’t important right now. What mattered was that her faith was in the Book of Mysteries, and she had mastered the ability of Barrier Arrangement, abilities that were supportive in nature. Her own physical body was still relatively weak.

The iron door to the room was very thick, and the lock was on the outside. She had approached it earlier to observe and reached a conclusion—she couldn’t break it open… Faced with this situation, she was also quite helpless.

As for why she, as Her Highness the Princess, had been captured as well…

Because she had many secrets, Verna usually disliked having guards follow her and frequently went about alone.

It was during one such solo outing that she encountered Aaron.

Yes, Aaron, a Mid-Rank Apostle!

The moment she judged the other party’s identity as a Mid-Rank Apostle, Verna understood that even revealing her own Rank would be useless. She decisively chose to pretend to be an ordinary person and was thus captured and brought to this place by Aaron.

Verna understood that he hadn’t captured her because she was the Princess of the Luban Duchy, but for other reasons.

As for the specific reason, she still wasn’t clear.

“Can we really escape?” Vera asked with some worry. “Your Highness, you’ve been missing for so long. Those guys from the Security Office must already be searching for you. Why haven’t they found this place yet?”

“Don’t worry, we will be fine.” Verna offered a word of comfort.

As a princess, if her disappearance were known, it would cause chaos throughout Bild City. So she knew that even if the Security Office was looking for her, it would definitely be done discreetly.

But she couldn’t place her hopes on those people.

“I really want to go home. Mother must be so worried about me.” Vera said with a worried frown.

She took a mirror out from her bosom and looked at herself. In just this short time, she had already become so haggard.

As she was looking at her reflection in the mirror, she noticed Verna approaching.

“Vera, why didn’t you take out your mirror earlier?”

“Your Highness, do you also want to use the mirror?”

“I don’t want it to look at myself. But anyway, give the mirror to me. Also, help me make a human ladder.”

Verna took the mirror, then directed Vera to stand beneath the iron window.

After that, she nimbly climbed onto Vera’s back, standing up on Vera’s shoulders.

“So heavy…” Vera’s small face tightened, looking like she was about to give way.

“Everyone else, come help.” Verna immediately instructed the other sobbing young women.

Hearing Verna’s voice, even though the others didn’t know Verna’s identity, they were still influenced by her inherent regal presence. They subconsciously came over to support Vera, allowing Verna to stand steadily.

Under these conditions, Verna’s head reached the high iron window. She immediately picked up the mirror and used it to reflect the sunlight outside, sending a gleam of light into the distance, attempting to use this method to make someone outside notice the situation here.