Fiction Made Me His Wife (Freya and Louis) novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180 Fifteen Minutes to Prison Speedrun

Chapter 180 Fifteen Minutes to Prison Speedrun

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Freya reacted quickly, grabbing the kid in a flash–and sure enough, she yanked a coin pouch right out of his hand. A quick pat down at her own waist confirmed it. Not bad.

She had decent skills. If she hadn’t run into something similar before, she definitely would’ve been caught off guard.

“Help! Somebody help! People from the east, people from the west, come quick–this lady is grabbing me! She’s trying to bully me!” Freya hadn’t even opened her mouth yet, and the little beggar in her grip was already shouting, trying to flop onto the ground like he was about to throw a tantrum.

What the heck? Who designed this hidden quest? Why does it have absolutely no shame?

Freya’s face twitched. “Get up. You tried to steal my coin pouch–I haven’t even held you accountable yet, and now you’re turning around playing the victim? Keep it up, and I’ll drag you straight to the magistrate!”

As a novelist, Freya was no stranger to internal drama. So you want to act? Fine, I’ll act with you. Let’s see where this quest goes.

“I am the dignified Mr. Amir! As if I’d be interested in your measly silver! You dare insult me?” The little beggar suddenly stood up straight and shouted, “Mr. Graham, come quickly and save me! She’s trying to slander me and drag me off to court!”

“You? Mr. Amir? With those rags? Even an average family wouldn’t wear that. Do you take me for a fool?” Freya held on tight, feeling secretly smug. She was a martial arts heroine now, why be afraid of nonsense like this?

But before she could enjoy the moment, a man in black came charging from a distance. He struck Freya hard and pulled the beggar out of her grasp. The man looked to be in his forties, and he glared at Freya like she was his sworn enemy.

“Who are you to dare lay a hand on him? Do you not know he’s the sole heir of the Easton family, the most powerful family in Easton town? If anything happens to him, you’ll pay with your life.”

“I’m so scared,” Freya muttered sarcastically. She had been dying to try out combat in this game. Without hesitation, she picked a set of martial arts moves and launched an attack at the NPC.

Fifteen minutes later, Freya was escorted into Easton town’s jail.

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Chapter 180 Fifteen Minutes to Prison Speedrun

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She stared at the blank stone wall, the single bed, table, four stools, and candle stand in the room. Her mood defied description.

Whose bright idea was it to design this stupid quest? The NPC’s combat stats were insane, she barely got a move in before being completely subdued. And then, to add insult to injury, she’d been thrown into this massive county–level jail, all while the little beggar cackled with smug glee.

Now here’s the real question, once you’re in, how do you get out? Freya figured maybe there was a hidden follow–up quest. Something that would trigger in the jail.

So she waited. And waited. More than an hour passed. Still nothing. And she didn’t have unlimited time in–game either. She’d already wasted a huge chunk of it. Unable to take it anymore, she decided to ignore the quest altogether. She’d just find a way out. Even if it meant abandoning the mission.

Over the next ten minutes, Freya worked hard to break through the jail bars. Luckily, they were wooden. It took effort, but she finally pried them loose.

The moment she stepped outside, she ran into someone familiar.

He wore white robes, a jade flute tucked at his waist. His long hair was half–down, half–tied at the back. Two soft locks framed his face, gently lifted by the wind. He looked like some celestial being fallen from the heavens.

But none of that mattered. What did matter was–he looked exactly like Louis. Exactly like the avatar Louis had created that day.

“You made it out?” the man asked.

Freya fell silent. Okay, no need to guess anymore. It really is Louis.

“You’re in the game too?” She was just about to ask more when voices rang out behind her. Her heart skipped. Without thinking, she grabbed Louis‘ hand and bolted down a random alley.

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