The Ace Girl of Campus Rebirth

She was not small before, but under Yu Xing's touch, she became even bigger.

Miyu and Nangong Liuyan: "..."

The princess was silent for a while, and then said: "Then I should find a boyfriend to accompany me."

Lowering her head, this arrogant and scheming little princess looked at her own horse again, wow, it's so small.

Nangong Liuyan first covered her mouth and laughed twice, remembering the handsome guy from before: "I think that handsome guy is pretty good, Nuo, he's your cavalry soldier!"

Kateson, the leader of the Royal Palace Cavalry Soldiers of Country Y.

"Him?" The little princess was stunned at first.

Miyu answered simply and neatly: "He can't!"

"Why not?" Nangong Liuyan asked.

The three of them, with Si Tong taking the lead, walked toward the deepest basement of the palace. They were still walking down the steps and had been walking for eleven minutes.

"It just doesn't work! He is just my slave, a dog beside me! How can a dog at my mercy be my boyfriend!"

Miyu raised her head arrogantly and spoke clearly and concisely.

But he accidentally touched the dialogue microphone that was placed in his arms like a treasure.

In Miyu's heart, she still puts the dialogue microphone given by Kateson in the most precious place.

Because for Miyu, Ketson can save her from fire and water every time. This time she ran into the basement without permission, and she only dared to come in because she could tell Ketson at any time if it was dangerous.

There was a "beep" sound, and before Miyu finished speaking, she accidentally pressed the answer button on the microphone.

There was silence on the phone.

Miyu also happened to finish saying that Kateson was one of her dogs.

When Miyu said this to Nangong Liuyan, she still looked proud.

After a moment of silence, Kateson's voice sounded on the phone: "Your Highness, where are you? I'll pick you up."

Did he hear what he just said?

Miyu's expression changed drastically.

The hand in the armor quickly pressed the microphone button.

Si Tong, who was walking at the front, and the two people behind him had arrived at the bottom of the basement.

Si Tong waved his hand, "There is someone."

The two people behind were stunned and immediately stopped walking.

Following Si Tong, he ducked behind a circular pillar.

Just dodged it.

The sound of "swish, swish, swish" footsteps came from the front, and the steps were chaotic and lazy.

"Marseille, you two stay and watch that woman, and we will report to Prince Dimid."

"What are you looking at? This woman has not escaped for thirty years since she was caught. How can she escape from under our hands? No one will come here. Let's go together."

"Yeah, Polanyi, we'll just go out for a while, nothing will happen."

"Oh well."

The few people seemed to have reached an agreement and went back to where Sitong and the others came from.

The pace is slow and brisk.

Until the sound completely fades away.

"What woman are they talking about? Being locked up here for thirty years?"

"My God, as a princess, I didn't know there was a basement here and a woman who had been locked up here for thirty years!" Miyu was furious.

When the two of them looked around and talked, Sitong had already walked away.

The basement is well designed. Even if most people find the basement, they will not put on armor and come down.

Without armor, he would have been killed by flying arrows as soon as he entered.

Si Tong led the team and walked in front.

There was finally some faint light in the gloomy basement, which was the torch left by the group of people who left.

Pass through one long corridor after another.

Si Tong and Miyu saw many potions stored on both sides.

Put it in a medicine bottle with solvents mixed with red, yellow, and blue liquids.

Until the end of the journey, in the last row of corridors, through the weak light of a flame, what you can see is a woman tied by an iron chain and hanging high not far away.

The woman had long black hair and was covered in scars. She had fainted and was only wearing a thin old coat.

What made Si Tong's eyes move was not the woman's appearance, but—

She smells like hell!