landbeastnovel Chapter 259 : Can't Help But Want to Beat Him Up
Chapter 259 : Can't Help But Want to Beat Him Up
Celitia thought to herself that you were still studying at the church back then—how do you know about this storyline?"Where is it?" Celitia feigned complete confusion.
"It's Phyllis Castle." Ariel said. "The place where Sercis first accepted an appointment to defend, and where he first encountered assassination after gaining prominence."
Hearing Ariel recount this like she knew it by heart, Celitia felt quite conflicted.
This woman had studied her quite thoroughly—why did she seem to understand better than Celitia herself?
Moreover, Emily's assassination attempt had indeed been kept secret by her orders and never revealed to the outside.
Why would Ariel know about it?
Then she heard Ariel continue: "The girl who tried to assassinate him was me."
"Huh?!"
Celitia couldn't control her exclamation.
Right after crying out, Celitia felt her reaction was a bit too strong.
To avoid arousing Ariel's suspicion, Celitia immediately redirected her surprise to the event itself.
She controlled her expression and pointed at Emily with trembling finger: "But that girl doesn't look anything like you."
Celitia completely failed to notice she had already slipped up.
Ariel hadn't even said the girl was an assassin yet, but Celitia had already identified her as such.
Fortunately, Ariel didn't catch this mistake:
"Since I was acting as an assassin, I naturally had to disguise myself well—I wouldn't use my real appearance."
"That makes sense..." Celitia became dejected.
Emily, Ariel—who could have figured that out?
Just a clumsy thirteen-year-old girl who tried to assassinate her—Sercis hadn't taken it to heart at all back then.
What's more, at that time, Ariel was still studying at the church and hadn't officially stepped onto the battlefield, so Sercis didn't know her at all.
So they had already met so early?!
"I was too rash back then, thinking I could help father by killing that annoying guy just because I'd learned a few things."
Ariel chatted in Celitia's ear about what happened back then.
That year, Sercis had been appointed by Lord Earl Bell to garrison Phyllis Castle, repeatedly repelling Lansca's attacks.
Lansca had no choice but to give up this tough nut to crack, withdrawing their forces to other battlefields.
"Don't think that just because Sercis won those battles and his reputation soared, there weren't actually quite a few people secretly dissatisfied with him—otherwise I wouldn't have found an opening.
I disguised myself as a local civilian girl and got close to Sercis. I thought I had a chance, but who knew I'd be captured on the spot before I could even draw my weapon..."
"Ah, so that's how it was..."
Ariel said a lot, but Celitia didn't listen to a single word.
"What's wrong with you?"
Feeling Celitia's reaction was quite strange, Ariel couldn't help asking.
"Nothing."
Celitia suddenly snapped back to attention and immediately changed the subject. "I was thinking, is our task to help this girl escape?"
Ariel thought seriously:
"I agree with your assessment. When I was imprisoned here, there were no other people in the cell. But now we've appeared here and intersected with me, which means I should be the key point of our mission."
"Let's consider them separately," Celitia found this quite uncomfortable to hear. "That's just you in the illusion—let's use her name."
"Then let's call her 'Emily'." Ariel continued analyzing. "First help Emily escape and see if the illusion changes. If not, we'll think of other methods."
"If it's just helping her escape," Celitia was visibly relieved, "isn't that quite simple?"
"Simple? Why are you so certain?"
Ariel looked at her puzzledly. "I remember it took me considerable effort and quite a bit of luck to successfully escape back then."
"Is... is that so?" The corner of Celitia's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
The Sercis of that time had never intended to hold Emily accountable.
If Emily were handed over to Lord Earl Bell, she would certainly face execution.
Unable to bear watching a thirteen-year-old girl die tragically, Sercis had taken it upon himself to secretly release Emily.
As long as the plot followed their memories, even without their help, Emily would be able to escape successfully.
So what was there to worry about?
Wasn't this a pure victory by lying down?
Emily stared at the two curiously, silently listening to their whispered conversation for a long time before finally speaking up: "What are you talking about?"
Celitia cleared her throat and began making things up on the spot:
"We were also captured by Sercis and don't want to be at his mercy or end up executed, so we're researching how to escape."
"I knew you were too!" Emily's eyes widened. "Were you also here to assassinate Sercis? But since you were caught, that means you failed..."
Speaking of this, Emily's eyes showed deep unwillingness.
"Is he really that strong? Can we do nothing against him?"
Celitia secretly complained: Don't worry, when you grow up, there'll be plenty of chances to beat him up.
"Staying alive is most important," Ariel looked at her deeply, saying solemnly. "Stay alive, then keep working hard. One day, you'll surpass him."
Hearing this, Celitia felt somewhat conflicted.
She had to admit Ariel was right, and she had indeed achieved it.
"Right!" Emily was greatly encouraged, nodding vigorously. "So we need to find a way to escape!"
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the cell.
A young man with black hair and black eyes slowly emerged from the darkness, stopping in front of the iron bars.
He wore a crisp military uniform and was more than half a head taller than Ariel, yet didn't give off much of an oppressive feeling. A smile hung at his lips, and his handsome appearance was refreshing like a spring breeze.
Sercis.
Facing that familiar face directly, both Celitia and Ariel felt extremely complex emotions surge up.
He had been so young then, just emerging, full of vigor and confidence.
But now, no trace could be found—even memories were becoming vague.
Only in this illusion could they glimpse his former glory.
Watching Sercis open the cell door and walk toward them, Celitia silently stepped aside.
She remembered this part.
Sercis had come to talk with Emily, and after speaking would quietly release her.
Ariel's reaction was completely different.
After seeing that familiar face, Ariel inexplicably felt an urge to punch him.
Her fists itched, and she was about to lose control and swing at his face.