The Rise Of The Unwanted Girl (Athena) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337

The officer killed two prisoners in quick succession, terrifying the rest into complete silence.

Blood pooled across the ground, the metallic stench thick in the forest air.

The chief officer charged into the woods and froze at the appalling sight, his eyes widening in horror.

He roared. “He was just going to relieve himself! How could you kill him?”

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The two officers blinked rapidly, their dazed expressions clearing as they stammered, “Someone said he was trying to run, so we did

this

“Who said that?” the chief officer barked, scanning the surroundings. The terrified prisoners huddled together, their faces twisted in fear.

The chief officer scoured the crowd, but Willow was nowhere to be seen.

The chief officer scratched his head in confusion. Then, it came to him. “It was the young madam of the Osborne family, Willow.”

“Where is Willow?” the chief officer bellowed.

Then, one of the prisoners pointed into the woods and cried, “She’s escaped!”

The officers finally came to their senses that they’d been played by Willow.

It was Willow who had truly intended to escape. She deliberately created chaos and manipulated the officers into killing Fletcher and his wife.

The chief officer said, “Stop just standing there like idiots. Go after her! If we don’t catch her, we’ll all be thrown straight into prison!”

The ones who died were Fletcher and his wife. If they couldn’t give a proper explanation, they’d be in deep trouble.

The officers split up, with some staying behind to guard the prisoners while the rest gave chase to Willow.

Only after Willow had fled deep into the woods did the true weight of fear finally overwhelm her.

Willow told herself, “No matter how terrified I am, it’s still nothing compared to dying on this wretched exile road.

There was nothing else Willow could do. Running was her only option now.

Willow thought, Just get through this forest and cross that mountain, and I’ll reach the border.

“It’s almost deserted out there. I’ll find a way to survive somehow.

Clutching this desperate hope, Willow fled like a madwoman. She tumbled and fell to the ground again and again, but each time she forced herself back up.

But the heavy iron shackles around Willow’s wrists and ankles made it impossible for her to run fast,

Additionally, deep in the mountain wilderness at night, she couldn’t even tell which way to go.

Before long, Willow found herself lost in the forest.

The eerie cries of night birds in the forest sent chills down Willow’s spine.

The distant roars of wild beasts made Willow tremble uncontrollably

One wrong step, and she’d tumble off a cliff. No one would ever find her body.

Worse yet, the mountain forest was a dense tangle of thorns, leaving Willow’s hands and legs crisscrossed with bloody scratches.

As dawn broke, the forest around her gradually came into focus

As the forest’s edge finally came into view, Willow’s eyes lit up with joy.

“Yes! I’ve finally escaped. I’m free!” Willow said ecstatically.

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Willow let out a triumphant cheer, a surge of strength flooding her as she dashed toward the edge of the forest.

Just then, several figures materialized in front of Willow, blocking her path.

“Why’d you stop?” one of the officers sneered.

The officers blocked Willow’s path, their faces twisted into menacing snarls as they stared her down.

The officers had been up all night, running after Willow,

On top of that, Willow had tricked them the night before, causing them to kill for the wrong reason.

By this point, the officers were incandescent with fury, practically itching to run Willow through.

Willow shricked in terror and whirled around to flee back the way she came.

But before she could even fully turn, a sudden kick from a officer sent her sprawling to the ground.

She collapsed to the ground, a long cold blade instantly pressed against her throat.

An officer snarled, “You damn bitch. You made me chase you halfway across these godforsaken mountains. I won’t rest until I see you -dead.”

As the man raised his long blade to strike, another officer sneered, “Boss, killing her now would be letting her off too easy. Look at that soft skin. Let’s have fun with her first, then finish her off.

The law granted officers the authority to execute fleeing prisoners on the spot and report afterwards.

The officers all bared their teeth in savage grins at Willow, then fell upon her.

Agonized screams soon pierced the forest.

Two hours later, Willow lay on the ground like a broken doll.

Tattered shreds of her clothing lay scattered around her.

Willow stared blankly up at the sky, her eyes hollow yet burning with bitter resentment

Why did it come to this? Willow thought desperately.

She had all the cards stacked in her favor, yet she played them all wrong

She thought. I time–travelled from the modern world into this one. With all my extraordinary knowledge and skills, I should have been able to live a life of wealth and privilege.

All because of that bitch, Athena, I’ve been reduced to this wretched state.

I can’t accept this. I just can’t!

Seeing Willow lying motionless, one of the officers strode over and gave her a couple of hard kicks. “Time to send you off.”

Two officers stepped forward, cinched a rope tightly around Willow’s neck, and pulled hard.

Willow struggled violently as the sudden choking sensation seized her.

Her face rapidly turned crimson from the pressure, her eyes bulging and bloodshot.

As her consciousness–faded, Willow wasn’t thinking about all the sins she’d committed.

Instead, she thought to herself, ‘If only I’d killed Athena from the very beginning, would I have ended up like this?”

Even in death, Willow refused to repent.

Just as Willow was on the verge of suffocating, the press

pressure around her neck abruptly loosened.

Air flooded into Willow’s lungs as she gasped desperately for breath, her body convulsing in violent coughing fits.

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All the officers around her fell dead, each pierced through the heart by an arrow.

Willow stared in disbelief. Not far away, a black–clad masked figure was sprinting toward her, bow and arrow at the ready.

“Willow!” A familiar voice cut through her daze, snapping her back to reality.

The man approached and draped his cloak over Willow’s shoulders.

Then, he pulled down his mask, revealing his true face. It was Nicolas

Willow stared at him, her heart swelling with overwhelming relief and disbelief. Letting out a broken cry, she flung herself into Nicolas’s arms and sobbed, “Nicolas! You finally came to save me. You’re really here. I’m not dreaming, am I?”

Nicolas held Willow close, his voice trembling with emotion. “I’m sorry, Willow. This is all my fault.”

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