Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 260: The Saintess Saves Those She Wants to Save (II)

"B-but, what am I supposed to do right now? H-how am I supposed to do amazing things that you did before, Saintess?!" Swan asked.

"You are me, and I am yours. You will naturally learn how to," the Saintess replied. "Just pray deep in your heart about all the things you want to do with your holy power, and most importantly... believe in those prayers. You are the Saintess, your faith should be more than enough to cleanse evil in this world, and to save those you want to save."

The Saintess’s body slowly disintegrated into hundreds of golden butterflies that seeped into Swan’s body.

Swan could feel an enormous strength coming from within, but with such incredible power, all she could feel was grief.

She was grieving, because a liar like her didn’t deserve to obtain such holy power.

She joined her hands once more in a praying position and then prayed deep in her heart. She always had a confidence issue since she was young, but she didn’t want to mess it up this time.

The glow around her body started to shine brighter and brighter as she prayed;

Oh Goddess, let me use this power to mend my mistake. Let me be the Saintess that brings salvation into this scorched land. Let me be the cure for my husband’s curse.

Grace me with your holiness, oh Goddess.

As Swan finished her prayer, the light consumed her, and she disappeared again from her bedroom.

**

Long Xiurong was hungry and exhausted. It had been more than twelve hours since she was imprisoned, and she hadn’t had any meal yet. She doubted that she’d get any though, since she would be executed tomorrow.

She clenched the gray mammoth tusk as it was the source of her strength and sanity. She didn’t want to break down in front of that shitty bunny maid.

’A noblewoman from the Eastern Long Dynasty will have to keep her head high even when facing death,’ Long Xiurong told herself. ’Don’t be weak, Long Xiurong. You’ve seen so many deaths in the harem. You’ve seen the deaths of other concubines who failed to maintain their status in front of the Emperor. You should be well prepared to face the same fate.’

She was about to close her eyes but realized that Alice had been watching over her the whole time from the prison cell directly facing hers. She scoffed and said, "You should probably sleep. You’ll die by tomorrow morning anyway."

"You mean, YOU will die, right?" Long Xiurong corrected.

"His Majesty will free me! I believe in him!"

"You shouldn’t. He is very biased. He cares about his subjects, but his true love and loyalty are only for Swan," Long Xiurong bluntly responded. She had no more energy to argue with Alice.

She was about to close her eyes when a bright light suddenly appeared in front of her. Long Xiurong closed her eyes because it was too blinding until she heard the familiar soft voice of none other than Queen Swan.

"Open your eyes, my dear friend."

Long Xiurong opened her eyes slowly, and she gasped when she saw Queen Swan in front of her. She opened her mouth, but no word came out of it because she didn’t know if she was dreaming or not right now.

Swan hovered an inch above the ground as her body was emanating bright light. It was so bright that her body lit up the entire dungeon.

There was a faint halo of an angel right above her head, but it was so faint that it was only visible in close range.

"Am I... hallucinating?" Long Xiurong murmured as she was unsure. "A-are you the real Swan?"

Swan smiled at Lady Long and said, "Yes, I am Swan, your dear friend. I am here to free you, Long Xiurong."

Long Xiurong had known about the rumor of Swan being a witch, but now that she had seen the true Swan, she realized that the Queen was not a witch.

She was a saint, an angel, or even a Goddess. Long Xiurong had difficulty describing what she saw right now, but the holy aura that healed her exhaustion immediately made it obvious that Swan was an agent of light.

"Q-Queen Swan, you—"

"We can keep the conversation for later, dear friend," Swan interrupted. "We need to get you out of this prison. Take my hand, and we will leave immediately."

Long Xiurong had hundreds of questions in her head, but once the angel extended her hand to save her, Long Xiurong’s mind threw those questions to the back of her head, and she quickly held the angel’s hand with all her might. Her instinct told her that this was her last chance and Swan was her one and only savior.

Swan smiled at Long Xiurong, and ready to close her eyes teleported away.

But her focus was shattered when she heard the hoarse voice of a woman from the other cell directly facing this one.

"W-what about me, Your Majesty!?"

Swan turned her head and saw Alice holding the steel bars that imprisoned her, trying to reach the Saintess as well.

Just like Long Xiurong, Alice also had a lot of questions in mind, as she didn’t expect that crippled bitch would show up with her holy power in here.

At first, Alice wanted to think that Swan was just using dark magic, just like what Princess Aria claimed, but when her exhaustion and hunger disappeared the moment Swan teleported inside the dungeon, she had to admit that crippled bitch was actually the Saintess!

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Strangely, even after finding out that Swan was the true Saintess, the anger, hatred, and bitterness in her heart for Swan didn’t vanish.

On the contrary, this only made her hatred towards Swan even worse, ’How could an ugly crippled bitch become a Saintess? There must be something wrong here. Maybe the Goddess made a mistake, or maybe she is using terrible dark magic to trick the Goddess!’