In the dimly lit cell, a groan filled with slight pain resonated clearly.
Shane used Instant Movement and entered the cell directly, frowning tightly as he looked at Cappelen in front of him.
At this moment, Cappelen was bound to the wall by four chains, even wearing a collar around her neck that bound her tightly.
These chains and collar were inscribed with Magical Text and were of the same type as the handcuffs worn by Harvis.
Their effect was to imprison the bound person's Magic Power, preventing the bound one from mobilizing magic, using any ability related to Magic Power.
Under such circumstances, unless it was those high-level Beastmen and physically gifted members of the Demon Clan, who could break free from these chains?
Clearly, Cappelen was being specifically targeted, not allowed any capacity to move.
Moreover, like the Female Knights of the Broken Blade Knights, her clothes had been stripped entirely, her body covered in scars as though she had been whipped, causing her to occasionally groan in pain, even in a semi-conscious state.
All this was likely the doing of the Poisonous Consort, Moro.
The High Priest had said that this place was an amusement scene specifically for the Imperial Consort.
Thus, including Cappelen, all the Female Knights were probably playthings for that Imperial Consort.
Regarding what entertainment she sought, the wounds on the bodies of these knights spoke volumes.
Shane's frown deepened, and after pondering for a while, he reached out towards Cappelen.
"[Celestial Breathe]."
Accompanied by the shimmer of starlight, the injuries on Cappelen's body slowly began to heal.
The speed was not fast.
Shane did not release his Magic Power recklessly, thus only using a slight amount of Magic Power to cast the [Celestial Breathe], significantly reducing the healing effect.
But Cappelen was not seriously injured; the scars on her body were severe but were merely flesh wounds, not critical at all.
Therefore, although slowly, the wounds on Cappelen's body successively healed, leaving her pale skin gradually restored.
Cappelen suddenly felt her continuously paining body warm and, after a long while, felt a comforting sensation.
This made Cappelen open her blurry eyes, raise her head, and look forward.
At this glance, Shane's figure immediately entered her vision.
Cappelen's eyes widened, trying to say something, but the voice that came out was hoarsely dry.
This princess had probably not drunk water for a long time.
He then raised a finger, casting Grant Magic, allowing the air at his fingertip to gather a large amount of moisture, forming a stream of water.
Immediately, Shane flicked his hand, and the water stream shot right into Cappelen's parched lips.
Cappelen was momentarily choked by the sudden rush of water.
However, once she realized what was happening, she immediately started drinking in great gulps, replenishing her moisture, moistening her throat.
"How are you feeling?" Shane finally stopped and asked the somewhat disheveled-looking princess, "Can you speak now?"
Upon hearing this, Cappelen did not immediately respond.
Instead, she just pursed her lips, her blurry eyes finally regaining brightness and fixating on Shane.
That gaze was extremely sharp, as if to bore holes through Shane.
Shane didn't react but just stood quietly there, patiently waiting.
A suppressed silence suddenly permeated between the two.
Until, after a long time, Cappelen seemed to have confirmed something and spoke up.
"It seems you're not one of the Poisonous Consort's men."
Cappelen was certain about this.
She did not recognize Shane since he was still wearing a cloak.
However, Cappelen had witnessed Shane using Grant Magic.
If she had seen Shane casting Celestial Magic, she would have surely recognized him.
For now, she merely confirmed Shane wasn't from Moro's side.
"I even thought that the Poisonous Consort had tired of tormenting me and decided not to play with me herself anymore, sending me to her dogs instead."
Cappelen said coldly.
Even in such dire straits, the Valkyrie was still filled with spirit, brimming with unyielding pride.
Yet amidst this spirit, this pride, there was a hint of hatred, a trace of resentment.
Without a doubt, Cappelen's hatred for Moro had overflowed.
"So the Imperial Consort really has such tastes, huh?"
Shane spoke indifferently.
Naturally, he was referring to the fact that Moro had a fondness for mistreating others.
However, this statement wasn't entirely accurate.
"She doesn't have a fondness for mistreating others," Cappelen said resentfully, "she just enjoys hearing descendants of the brave like me wail and scream. Even the female knight under my command was mistreated by that poisonous consort just to torment my spirit and heart."
This caused Shane to narrow his eyes.
"A descendant of the brave?"
Harvis had mentioned that the imperial concubine had an extraordinary hatred for the hero, even despising everything related to the hero.
So, was it not a fondness for mistreating others, but specifically targeting Cappelen, a descendant of the brave, instead?
While Shane was thinking this, Cappelen took a turn in her conversation.
"Who are you?" Cappelen asked in a deep voice, "Since you're not someone from the side of that poisonous consort, are you here secretly sneaking in?"
"Correct," Shane replied straightforwardly, "Of course, I'm not specifically here to rescue you."
"But you can get me out," Cappelen looked at Shane intensely, "As long as you get me out, I can agree to anything you want."
There was no doubt that Cappelen was trying to seize this rare opportunity to escape and was starting to fight for herself.
"I am the Second Princess of the Ragna Empire, whether you want money or power, I can fulfill your wishes."
Cappelen tried to entice Shane .
"Are you sure?" Shane responded noncommittally, "Don't think I don't know, the current power of the Ragna Empire has almost been completely seized by that imperial consort, what right does a princess like you have to offer me money, offer me power?"
Shane was naturally not moved by Cappelen.
He was somewhat curious about what this valkyrie intended to use to save herself under such circumstances.
Cappelen didn't realize that the very person she was seeking help from was Shane, the one who had defeated her utterly in Cosmos.
Thus, Cappelen said this.
"Indeed, that poisonous consort is very powerful, but my position in the empire is not something any ordinary princess can compare with," Cappelen said, "I have inherited the royal family's replica Holy Sword, I am the number one genius of the empire. Even my father Emperor dares not treat me poorly because many in the empire are waiting for me to become the strong support that props up the entire nation."
Just as Luoqi held a special status in the kingdom as well as in the Human Realm, which no ordinary princess could compare with, Cappelen, as the number one genius of the empire, was still relied upon by the royal family to compete with the kingdom's growing momentum and become the empire's future main pillar. Content first released on *.
"That poisonous consort dares not to rashly treat me too badly, so she deliberately sent me to Cosmos to keep me away from the Empire's protection, then took the opportunity to capture both me and the female knight under my command here when we fell into the Evil Land."
At this point, Cappelen's tone revealed hatred again.
She indeed hated Moro.
It wasn't just the hatred for using despicable means to capture her here but also that she dared to mistreat her.
Cappelen had sworn she would retaliate against that poisonous consort.
But she was completely powerless to escape this place, even less able to break free from this cage.
Now, a rare opportunity for escape having presented itself, Cappelen naturally did everything in her power to seize it.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
The Imperial Valkyrie was going all out.
Seeing the Imperial Princess in such a desperate state, Shane laughed.
"Don't make promises too freely, Princess," Shane blatantly glanced at Cappelen's bare body, "You're really generous offering me anything I want under these circumstances. Aren't you afraid I might ask for you?"
Shane's words made Cappelen suddenly realize her state as if she'd only just noticed, and she abruptly lowered her head, looking at her body.
Then, she fell silent.
After a few seconds, Cappelen raised her expressionless face.
"You may make that condition," Cappelen said indifferently, "As long as you can bear the consequences."
Her words were now somewhat icy, somewhat detached.
Shane finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
And it was the kind of scoffing laugh.
"Get real, Princess," Shane curled his lip, "Don't think too highly of yourself; you're neither as beautiful as my Luoqi, nor as talented. Your breasts aren't as big, and your buttocks not as perky, not even your skin is as fair as hers. Do you really think I'd fancy you?"
At that, Cappelen's pupils shrank.
Seeing this, Shane gave a playful smile, finally revealing his hood.
Cappelen's expression darkened, and she spoke through clenched teeth.
"It's me," Shane said openly, "I bet you didn't expect your rescuer to be me, did you, Princess?"
Cappelen stared hard at Shane, as if trying to confirm whether he was really the person she thought, or perhaps unwilling to accept this reality, she became visibly furious.
She really hadn't expected the person who came here to be Shane.
The thought of having exposed such an embarrassing side in front of him and being compared to her greatest rival made Cappelen really angry.
Gradually, her eyes even became slightly moist.
Seeing this, Shane was a bit taken aback.
This girl, she wouldn't be thinking of crying, right?