Reborn After Betrayal: The Frail True Princess Decides to Give Up

Chapter 264 : Next Time We Meet, I'll Definitely Kill You

Analyzing the formation's operation, Celitia gently extended her hand, quickly and precisely cutting off one of the runes.The magic flow was blocked and the light dimmed for an instant. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Celitia aimed at the position and swiftly grabbed a key magic crystal stone.

The formation's operation immediately became sluggish. Celitia successively removed magic crystal stones, completely cutting off the magic supply.

As the energy source disappeared, the entire magic formation collapsed and completely extinguished.

Celitia breathed a sigh of relief, dusting off her hands: "Alright, that's one down."

Sercis praised: "Miss Celitia's exquisite control over magic formations is also very admirable!"

Celitia turned around and gave him a fierce glare.

Don't think that praising her once would make her change her opinion of him!

Embarrassing history and such—it would be better if it all got destroyed!!

Sercis touched his head, not knowing why Celitia had particularly great hostility toward him among the three.

He clearly didn't remember offending her anywhere.

After finding the location of one core, Celitia became increasingly confident about the positions of the remaining cores.

Under her calculations, the four successfully found the remaining three corner cores and dealt with them all precisely in the same manner.

At this point, only the central core remained, and Onick completely panicked:

"Where are the reinforcements? Why haven't the reinforcements come yet?!"

His subordinates were more panicked than Onick: "If the magic formation breaks, just the few of us can't possibly beat Sercis!"

"Useless, all useless!" Onick cursed angrily. "How am I supposed to explain this to Lord Earl?!"

The soldiers looked at each other.

Forget Sercis—their leader couldn't even beat that woman who appeared out of nowhere. What could they do?

Now that something went wrong, he was blaming them for being useless?

While the soldiers grumbled internally, Onick could only begin his desperate resistance despite his cursing.

With reinforcements nowhere in sight, Onick had no choice but to deploy all guards around the core, hoping to delay Sercis and the others a bit longer.

His delusion was quickly shattered.

A soldier came flying face-first, consecutively knocking down several people and flying straight toward Onick's face.

Onick hurriedly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding it, his soul still shaken.

Not far away, Ariel and Sercis approached together, arriving before Onick.

Sercis sighed: "Onick, I really didn't expect you would betray me."

"Don't waste words with him," Ariel sneered. "I've wanted to beat this guy for a long time!"

His lips trembling uncontrollably, Onick roared:

"What betrayal? You're the one who collaborated with the enemy and committed treason, letting that little assassin go and even cooperating with them! I'm just righteously eliminating a relative!!"

"Your mouth and hands are your own—naturally you can say whatever you want and do whatever you want. The truth of the matter doesn't matter at all."

Sercis sighed again, not wanting to argue with Onick.

"So in the end, it still comes down to whose fist is bigger. The winner gets the right to speak."

"Exactly!" Onick shouted hysterically. "Protect the formation, everyone attack together!!"

Onick completely threw caution to the wind, leading the people behind him with raised swords to charge at them en masse.

Sercis and Ariel each stepped forward and acted simultaneously.

Their forms were swift as whirlwinds, sweeping across most of the field. In just a few exchanges, they had beaten the charging miscellaneous soldiers into complete defeat.

In the end, only Onick remained standing.

Having finished with the annoying soldiers, Ariel freed her hands to deal with Onick, cleanly knocking the weapon from his hands.

Then Ariel threw a fierce punch, hitting Onick squarely in the chest and sending him flying far away.

Sercis happened to be on the opposite side. He sheathed his long sword, turned and kicked Onick in the back, sending him back to Ariel's side.

The two cooperated seamlessly, toying with Onick like kicking a ball.

Onick bounced back and forth countless times, unable even to scream, his breathing weak and barely alive.

Until Sercis finally grew tired of playing and gave Onick a punch, heavily slamming him into the ground.

Onick lay spread-eagle in the grass, breathing more out than in, no longer able to move.

Sercis casually pulled a belt from a fallen soldier and tied Onick up tightly.

Ariel walked over, still not quite satisfied, and gave Onick another kick.

Although she had beaten Onick up in the illusion, this guy was still living well in reality.

If she got the chance...

"Miss Ariel."

Sercis's voice rang beside Ariel. "I'm honored to have fought alongside you."

Ariel didn't respond, only silently watching him, carving those unfathomably deep black pupils into her eyes.

Too absurd, yet so reasonable.

"Sercis."

After a long while, Ariel finally spoke, her tone extremely heavy and resolute: "If there's a next time, when I meet you again, I will definitely kill you with my own hands."

Their gazes collided. At this moment, past and future seemed to overlap.

Sercis's expression became slightly dazed.

For an instant, it was as if he glimpsed those futures he had yet to see in the river of time.

Gradually, an extremely faint smile appeared on Sercis's lips.

He answered softly: "Good."

At the same time, Celitia completely destroyed the core formation of the magic formation.

As the magic operation was completely interrupted, the light screen shrouding above the mansion turned into scattered points of light and disappeared.

As if some restraint had been released, all of them simultaneously felt their bodies lighten, returning to their original state.

"Everything should be over now."

Celitia stood up, surveyed the surroundings once, her meaning profound.

This referred not only to Onick's farce, but also to the illusion they had fallen into.

Did this count as successfully "surpassing" the illusion?

Emily seemed to sense something and rushed to Celitia, very reluctant:

"Are you... are you leaving?"

"Mm, remember to be more careful next time." Celitia smiled at her. "Work hard to grow into a lioness, dear Miss 'Ariel.'"

"You know who I am?" Emily's eyes widened. "No, that's not right—you know me?! Then could she be—"

A possibility she'd never considered rose from her heart. Emily suddenly turned around, looking at Ariel in the distance with disbelief.

Ariel nodded at her very lightly.

"My future self," Emily murmured, "will become such a powerful person..."

In the mysterious unknown, Celitia seemed to see a certain fork in destiny.

When past met future, letting possibilities full of uncertainty become reality.

And returning a certain possible if-line back to its original track.