Chapter 20: Has the Princess’s Identity Been Exposed?

The moment the words fell, the carriage door was pulled open.

A caravan member, looking nervous, lifted the door curtain and pushed a figure inside.

“Miss, hide here. Wait for the president to create an opportunity for us to escape.”

However, this caravan member waited for a long time but received no reply.

It was as if the other person had fallen into the maw of an abyss, dying silently.

This thought sent a cold sweat down his back.

He hurriedly rushed into the carriage, only to see Violet standing by the door with her arms crossed.

She seemed surprised by their arrival, but the expression on the figure standing in front of her was somewhat twisted.

Perhaps because the caravan member’s intrusion broke the stalemate, the scream that had been suppressed in her throat for a long time was finally unleashed.

“Ah!!!”

The scream was shrill and desperate, like the cry of a harpy, or the wail of a vengeful spirit.

In any case, it scared Violet and Nastasia quite a bit.

Before her aching eardrums could recover, the caravan member roared again:

“Miss, run!!”

Then he charged at Violet with a tragic expression, like Don Quixote charging at a windmill.

No matter how good her temperament was, being hit by two sonic bombs for no reason was bound to make her angry.

“Tie them both up for me!”

Nastasia, who was also annoyed by the noise, no longer hesitated.

Countless tentacles swarmed out.

Both the caravan member and the girl he called “Miss” were bound hand and foot, unable to move.

Especially that “Miss,” her lion’s roar was particularly powerful.

Nastasia gave her special attention, stuffing a tentacle directly into her mouth.

It seemed that too much force was used, and the tentacle was stuffed a bit too deep.

The “Miss” whimpered in pain, helpless tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

“Miss!”

The caravan member lying on the ground roared in self-reproach, wriggling his caterpillar-like body on the ground, only to be hit in the back of the head by one of Nastasia’s tentacles and knocked out instantly.

“So noisy! So noisy! So noisy!”

As if still not satisfied, the Lord Evil God simply jumped on him, her two tentacles whirling like a windmill, slapping him with a “smack smack” sound.

Seeing such brutality, the “Miss” could no longer contain the despair in her heart.

She whimpered, cried, and finally, her eyes rolled back and she collapsed to the ground.

Silence fell in the carriage.

Violet let out a long sigh of relief, lifted Nastasia from the caravan member whose head was now swollen like a pig’s, and intended to go and question Icarus about these two.

This silence didn’t last for ten seconds before it was broken again.

Icarus, his eyes red, kicked open the carriage door and burst in, filled with murderous intent.

In his haste, he didn’t even remember whose carriage this was and roared directly:

“Miss! What happened to you?!”

Violet and Nastasia: “…”

It seems things are a bit hard to explain now!

They seem to have beaten up the other party’s boss, and even deep-…

Icarus, who had surveyed his surroundings, naturally saw the two unconscious people on the ground, as well as Violet standing to the side.

Intense self-reproach and regret burned like a raging fire, consuming his fear.

“Miss! You b*stard! What did you do to Miss?!”

The greatsword appeared in his hand again.

Icarus, not caring about the integrity of the carriage, gripped the hilt with both hands, and terrifying magic power condensed on the blade.

A moment later, a magnificent sword qi slashed towards Violet.

Knowing that she was somewhat in the wrong, Violet’s eye twitched.

“Can you listen to my explanation first?”

This was her carriage.

If it was broken, was she supposed to change to a standing ticket?

However, the emotionally out-of-control Icarus was like a deaf man.

The greatsword was swung with such force that the sword qi cut through the carriage like tofu, turning it into a Syrian-style wreck.

A faint red mist drifted from his body.

Noticing this, Violet’s face was filled with astonishment.

If she remembered correctly, the other party had gone berserk, right? He entered the second stage before the fight even started?

Realizing that his attacks were ineffective for the time being, Icarus panted like an ox, and broken words came out of his mouth.

“All… must die!”

This familiar prelude made Violet’s heart pound.

She quickly threw the Nastasia in her hands.

“Little Na, stop him!”

The Pokémon Nastasia wriggled its tentacles, on which black light flickered.

As it came into contact with Icarus’s body, the black light immediately clung to him like a maggot on a bone.

[Chaos] authority activated!

Icarus, who had just had a fanatical look in his eyes, as if on steroids, his gaze instantly became clear.

The muscles that had bulged due to his berserk state also quickly retracted, and his whole body shrank a circle, as if he had gone limp.

The greatsword fell to the ground with a clang, making a hole in the carriage floor.

Icarus looked at his hands in a daze, as if he had entered a sage mode.

“What am I… doing?”

Violet looked at his appearance and also let out a long sigh of relief.

If the fight continued, the hitchhike she had worked so hard to get would probably be dismantled.

“Are you calm now?”

“Yes…”

Icarus nodded woodenly.

After being affected by the [Chaos] authority, berserk seemed to have the effect of speeding up his thinking.

He looked at the “Miss” on the ground who was only tied up, and figured out the whole story on his own.

He just didn’t understand why his young lady had screamed so miserably, as if she had seen her natural enemy.

Of course, this didn’t stop Icarus from apologizing to Violet.

“I’m sorry, Miss Elynne, I was wrong just now.”

“Then my carriage…”

Violet looked at the ruins that could no longer be called a carriage, her face troubled.

She had heard clearly just now, this was the last empty carriage!

In other words, was she going to have to squeeze into a room with someone else?

Not to mention whether she would agree, Nastasia would definitely not agree, definitely!

“This…”

Icarus was also in a difficult position for a moment.

He couldn’t possibly arrange for her to squeeze in with a bunch of men, but there really was no extra space right now.

Violet looked at the troubled Icarus, and the “standing ticket” guess in her mind seemed to be gradually being confirmed.

Just as the two were silent, the “Miss” lying on the ground, having regained her freedom, murmured and opened her eyes.

“Uncle… Icarus…”

She looked at Icarus, and her face immediately relaxed, as if seeing a savior.

However, when her gaze shifted and landed on Violet, she screamed in fear again:

“T-Tyrant!”

Then, right in front of Icarus, her eyes rolled back again, and she fainted on the ground.

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Watching the flustered Icarus help up the “Miss,” Violet blinked blankly, a look of innocent composure on her face.

“Is your young lady’s body that fragile?”

But only she herself knew how panicked she was inside.

This “Miss” seemed to have seen the appearance of the Imperial Princess Violet.

And looking at her startled appearance, it was clear that “Violet” had a strong impression in her mind, and she definitely wouldn’t easily mistake her.

Then how was she supposed to explain? Was she supposed to come clean directly?

I, Imperial Princess Violet, send me to Fortuna City, and I’ll lead you in a bloody battle.