Although Frieren found Annie and Fern's rampage through Earl Granat's territory difficult to understand and did not exactly approve of it, the deed was done, and she could hardly say anything more. She had no choice but to abandon her original plan of "lying low" and escape prison with the two of them instead.
Oh, wait!
That probably couldn't be called an "escape from prison."
It was more like a "prison break," wasn't it?
Yes, it was definitely a prison break!
After all, Annie and Fern had used force to defeat every soldier who tried to stop them and brazenly stormed inside. Then they had brazenly walked back out with Frieren in tow.
What's more, when the three of them walked out through the castle prison's gates, the entire fortress was filled with groans of pain. Not a single soldier dared to step forward and stand in their way.
After that, there was nothing much left to say. Before Earl Granat—who had suffered a devastating loss of face, whose authority had been severely challenged, and whose dignity had practically been ground into the dirt by Annie—could fly into a rage and gather more soldiers, the trio's carriage had calmly charged out of the city.
Of course, that wasn't because Annie was afraid of them.
Annie's intention had been to cause even more trouble, capture that so-called Earl Granat, beat him half to death, and lock him away for twenty or thirty years. Only then would the matter be considered settled.
Unfortunately, Frieren had rejected that plan. She had even said that she didn't want to make things worse and give the demons an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
So, after leaving the city, the three of them simply drove the carriage to the summit of a nearby mountain.