Serena and the Mysterious Labyrinth - Chapter 354

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354. The Great Escape (1)

“Miss Kara! Miss Kara, are you female?”

As soon as Ralph returned to the cell, he asked Kara about her gender.

The massive Lizardman proudly showed off her imposing build and answered with pride.

“Yes! Kara. Female! In village. Biggest. Female!”

“…Among Lizardmen, the bigger the build, the more handsome or beautiful they are.”

Kyaruk kyaruk.

Kara, the village’s greatest beauty, laughed excitedly.

Serena asked something she was curious about. She thought Nameless was an old woman but wanted to confirm properly.

“What about Nameless?”

“Teacher. Female!”

The genders of the old person and Lizardman were revealed. Serena informed the two women that they would escape today.

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The entire prison went dark.

Clank clank.

As soon as the guard passed by, the four death row inmates and one corpse began their operation.

“What I desire is light to illuminate ahead.”

First, Serena created two light orbs and floated them in front of Ralph and Nameless. The old woman with poor eyesight bowed silently at the Princess’s consideration.

The four people and one corpse followed behind the patrolling guard, maintaining a certain distance.

After reaching the place where another guard was stationed at a door, they hid around the corner.

After confirming that the patrolling guard had disappeared behind the next corner, Serena concentrated her mind.

‘Come out, grain. Let me see the grain.’

The Princess opened wide her right eye that had received the blessing of the High Priest of Darkness and glared at the guard stationed at the door.

Following Ying’s advice, it was impossible to aim for the grain the moment she saw a guard.

However, it was possible to observe a guard standing still in place and capture the location of the magic circle.

‘Grrrgh. I can. Do this! I can definitely! Do this!’

Of course, this was also tremendously difficult. Not only did it drain her mental strength, but physical fatigue also accumulated, making her not want to do it.

But Serena, whose plan was to have no plan, didn’t know any way to escape the West Wing other than taking out the guard in front of the door in one strike.

‘I can definitely do this! Definitely!’

Serena even recalled the overpriced mushroom chicken soup she was forced to eat after being dragged mountain climbing on weekends as she made her effort.

‘There!’

As a result, she succeeded in detecting a part of the Moving Armor where the mana concentration was slightly different!

‘Ugh, this is killing me.’

Having concentrated all her nerves on mana detection, her entire head throbbed painfully.

The top of her head wasn’t burning, but it was subtly itchy.

It wasn’t her scalp but the inside of her skull that was itchy, making her hair stand on end.

‘Brain vessels, brain cells, brain nerves. You’re all safe, right?’

Serena wondered if she would need to split open her skull and pour potion on it if her brain was damaged, as she recited a magic incantation.

“What I desire is.”

She wanted to tear up a magic paper with mana and incantations already written on it.

But since she needed to save it for truly urgent situations, she tearfully overworked her already overworked head again.

The electric arrow generated by consuming the Princess’s mana, mental strength, and tears flew toward its target as soon as it took shape.

She had worried that she might miss the magic circle due to the difficulty of controlling electric magic, but fortunately the arrow flew straight toward the magic circle.

This was thanks to the Moving Armor standing perfectly still and Serena being careful about the generation position and angle when casting the spell.

Crackle.

The guard, hit by the electric arrow in its only weakness, the magic circle, disassembled and collapsed like a carelessly built tower.

Instead of a sigh of relief, Serena dry heaved.

“Ugh.”

“Princess. Shaman?”

“Not a shaman, but a mage.”

“Magic. Princess!”

“As expected of Princess!”

Ralph, who had been watching the surroundings, quickly ran toward the door.

The Knight, who was examining the armor scattered piece by piece on the floor, picked up the mace first.

“Miss Kara. Do you need this?”

“Unfamiliar. Weapons. Harm. Me. That. Dangerous. To handle.”

As Kara said, the guard’s mace was difficult to handle, being a chain with an iron ball attached.

Though different in type, it was a cliché for people to hit their own heads while swinging nunchucks, and maces were no different.

“Kara can fight even now.”

“I see. Then.”

Ralph next picked up a helmet with small eye holes.

“Princess, would you like to protect your head?”

“No. Clear vision is my priority.”

Serena only had one eye, so her field of vision was already half that of others.

If she wore a helmet with small eye holes, her already halved vision would become even more narrow, so it was better not to wear it.

“What about Miss Nameless?”

Nameless didn’t answer Ralph’s question and waddled over to put her ear against the door.

“Mr. Krom?”

“If his head gets cracked, the girl will fix it. Why do you keep trying to put helmets on people?”

Serena had thought Ralph was strangely interested in the Moving Armor corpse(?), but she wasn’t the only one who thought so.

Krom asked Ralph for his reason.

The Young Knight fondled the helmet with faint dreams and hopes.

“Well, you see. If we wear the guard’s armor, couldn’t we fool the guards?”

“Are you joking?”

“Joke. Not. Funny.”

Nameless completely ignored Ralph and only focused on the situation behind the door.

The dejected Ralph carefully set down the helmet without making a loud noise.

“No. That’s a story with possibilities, Count Ralph.”

“Do you think so?”

At the Princess’s words, the Young Knight’s deeply bowed back and head straightened up.

Serena continued speaking while massaging her still throbbing and itchy head.

“Yes. If this were a real prison, it would be impossible, but seeing that they specifically assigned Moving Armor that can be worn for disguise as guards among various monsters, your idea might have been a good escape method.”

It wasn’t empty words but seemed like the right answer. Even if prisoners couldn’t use it, it was a good plan that the free duo could utilize.

Serena screamed internally.

‘Why didn’t you say this earlier! I couldn’t think of that because my brain is rigid! It would have been great if a kid with a flexible brain had shown off their creativity!’

Thanks to being reincarnated as a princess and living with duplicity as her life motto, Serena’s smile was perfect.

“That was a good idea. Please continue to actively present your opinions.”

“Hehe. I’m embarrassed to hear such words from Princess, who is the captain of creativity.”

Serena’s creativity was all imitation and reincarnation benefits.

“The same goes for others. Don’t be shy and speak actively. Even if it sounds absurd, don’t criticize. This is a labyrinth, and anything can happen in a labyrinth.”

Surprisingly, Krom listened seriously to Serena’s words.

“That’s true. I’m an example.”

“Talking. Corpse!”

“…There’s one guard behind the door.”

Nameless, whose eyesight was poor but hearing seemed fine, had her ear pressed to the closed door and reported the monster’s presence.

There wasn’t enough time to open the door slightly and detect only mana to find the magic circle’s location.

‘The patrolling guard will return before then.’

The key was to destroy the magic circle before entering the guard’s line of sight. Having heard about the guard’s visual range before the jailbreak, Kara swung her tail through the open door gap and struck the guard’s feet.

The lower body of the Moving Armor, attacked in its legs while defenseless, separated.

Ralph quickly rushed out, grabbed the helmet, and fixed its eye holes toward an empty direction.

Clank clank.

The armor, separated into head, body, and legs, moved to reassemble itself.

Kara dismantled the armor with her tail, while Ralph used all his strength to hold onto the helmet.

“Ugh! The helmet’s strength is incredible!”

Since they couldn’t enter its line of sight, they had to leave it to Ralph alone.

On one side, they destroyed the assembling armor, while on the other side, Ralph frantically held onto the flying helmet.

Though chaotic, they had to concentrate. Then Krom, who was watching the breaking armor, discovered something inside it.

“Isn’t that a magic circle on the side there?”

With the general location indicated, detecting the exact position with mana was as easy as eating cake while lying down.

“Well done, Krom!”

An electric arrow flew toward the armor’s side and erased the magic circle.

The light disappeared from the helmet that had been moving so forcefully it made Ralph stand on his tiptoes, and it stopped.

“Phew. It felt like holding onto a rampaging bull.”

“That was careless. Thanks to Krom, we weren’t discovered.”

“I’m glad I could help.”

Since they already knew Ying’s cell location, the party only checked the patrolling guard’s position and went straight to Ying’s cell.

Ying had already destroyed the barred door and was waiting for Serena’s group.

The prison with lights out, shrouded in darkness.

From the Archer waiting alone for the Princess in the dark cell emanated an irresistible charm like a bed on a tiring day.

This wasn’t strange. Considering the Archer’s true occupation, it was natural.

‘Of course the High Priest of Darkness looks beautiful in the darkness!’

For reference, Heuji Jeolmi is beautiful unchangingly whether in light or darkness.

“You came.”

Happy to meet after several days, the Taciturn Archer spoke aloud first in greeting.

“Ying! I’m glad to meet you alive again!”

“Heh.”

So pleased that Ying even laughed out loud.

Ying lightly embraced Ralph who approached with open arms and patted his back.

“Ying. I’m glad you’re safe.”

Thinking of the Archer from the previous cycle who had hidden in darkness and come alone to rescue the Princess and Knight felt strange.

She didn’t know what expression to make.

‘Is this the curse of being a regressor?’

Serena put on her princess smile and introduced her escape companions.

“These are, as you’ve probably heard, Kara and Nameless. We’ll be escaping together.”

“Ying. Archer.”

“Kara. Warrior.”

“An old and sick woman.”

Since Ying had heard about the two during the daytime visit, Serena expected her not to be surprised and maintain her characteristic expressionless face, but Ying’s elegant eyebrows twitched upon seeing Kara.

‘What? Does the High Priest of Darkness see something?’

As Serena grew wary, Ying’s eyebrows returned to normal.

The Archer nodded seriously and praised Kara.

“Nice scales.”

“Kyaruk. I know.”

“I think they’re cool too!”

Kara is a black Lizardman.

‘So it was good because it’s black!’

Having surprised Serena with her preferences, Ying took out the bow and arrows she had hidden in the cell and equipped them.

While waiting for the guard to pass by for a smooth escape, the High Priest of Darkness asked the Princess.

“Did you aim for the grain?”

Serena pressed her still throbbing head.

“Ying. I’m not a Grand Mage.”

“Understand yourself correctly. You can do it.”

Clank.

In the distance, the sound of a guard’s footsteps echoed from the far end of the dark corridor.

Ying left the cell and deliberately moved away from the area illuminated by the light orb, hiding in the darkness.

The Archer nocked an arrow on the bowstring. Ying drew the longbow’s string and released it.

The arrow that left the string pierced through the Moving Armor’s hand. The patrolling guard collapsed immediately.

“You can do it too.”

Whether because the prison was dark, or because she was happy to reunite with companions after several days, Ying seemed to be in high spirits.

Ralph, who knew the result of Ying’s action by sound, shone his eyes brighter than the light orb illuminating the darkness.

“Wow! Amazing! So cool!”

“Heh.”

“Ying! I can do it too, right?”

“Interested in darkness?”

The High Priest of Darkness subtly attempted to convert the Knight who appreciated style.

Serena wondered if the Knight, who admired the Archer and whose aesthetic sense was running wild with youthful passion, would become a follower of the Deity of Darkness.

“I prefer bright things!”

What to do about this. Ralph only liked darkness as decoration; he was a boy who loved brightness, hope, and justice.

Ying wasn’t greatly disappointed and maintained her unreadable expressionless face.

“Then work hard.”

Hearing their conversation, Serena clicked her tongue in disbelief.

‘You were thinking of giving a blessing if he was interested in darkness? Wasn’t the seal important?’

The Knight, unaware that he had kicked away a rolling gourd, nodded innocently.

“Yes! I’ll work hard!”

Even without relying on darkness, if he worked haaaard enough, Celestial Effort might grant him the ability to discern weaknesses.

‘Since the God of Effort actually exists. I should work hard, right?’

Peeeeeeeeeee-!

Just as she was trying to work hard to save Olive too, a whistle sound suddenly rang out.

‘Were we discovered by a guard? From where?’

Without even being able to locate which guard had blown the whistle, the prison began changing its structure.

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