"Your Highness, there are too many enemies, please stay away for a while."
Sir Bergning's sincere request came from outside, his voice was a bit urgent, and it seemed that the situation was not optimistic - the steel crossbow hit the iron plate in the mezzanine of the side wall of the carriage, making a loud bang - assassins emerged from the forest in all directions.
Even Princess Griffin herself did not expect that in Graf's own territory, she would face the most dangerous assassination since her escape.
But the girl pursed her lips, looked straight ahead with her pale silver eyes, and replied: "No need, I'll wait here for my knights to arrive."
"Your Highness——"
"Bergnine."
"exist."
"Nothing, thank you." The girl said calmly.
The sounds outside the carriage suddenly stopped. The young man turned around and put one hand on the hilt of his sword. All that was left was the endless courage in his chest.
The half-elf girl was wearing her favorite silver-white princess dress as always. She folded her hands on her knees. Even at this moment, the girl's sitting posture was more upright than the most meticulous young lady. This
Every detail of the royal etiquette on Princess Eruin reveals the majesty of the ancient family. Even in the eyes of the most demanding nobles, she is the brightest pearl on Eruin's crown.
In the eyes of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Eruin's only heir to the throne was looking at her with a cowardly look directly across the carriage carriage.
"Sister..." Haruze, the only son of Obergu VII, whispered in fear.
The girl gave her only brother a cold look.
"Haruze, pick up your sword and turn it over -"
Haruze had always obeyed the advice of his stern sister. This time he did not dare to disobey. He had to overcome his trembling mood and carefully turned the sword around - there was a very small line of text engraved on the scabbard:
'Call my name courage——'
This is the motto of the Corcova royal family, and also the motto of the half-elf princess; but when it came to the only son of Obergu VII, this sentence turned into a glaring irony. The little boy held up his hands
He grabbed his sword and looked up at his sister hesitantly. The latter's sternness and the dangers outside the carriage made him at a loss what to do, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Seeing her brother like this, even Griffin couldn't help but sigh. Her heart softened uncontrollably, and she said softly: "It doesn't matter, as long as I am here, my sister will protect you -
—”
The little boy wiped his tears with his sleeve and nodded vigorously.
The carriage fell silent.
The fighting outside seemed to have calmed down.
In the Basta Royal Cavalry Academy in Graf, on the playground, in the classroom, or in the corridor, everyone couldn't help but stand up from their seats and raised their heads to look at this wonderful scene outside the arched window -
—
Freya raised her head in confusion, with only the silver light beam penetrating the sky remaining in her eyes. Under the sky of thousands of miles, the light connecting the sky and the earth behind the mountains seemed to be the Tower of Babel in ancient mythology.
', the clouds are slowly moving layer by layer with the light as the center towards the sky thousands of miles away, as if forming radiating fish scale patterns from a wider angle. The magnificence of that scene transcends the ordinary world.
All words can penetrate the soul and make a person tremble from the bottom of his heart.
what is that?
The girl was wearing a training harness. She had one hand on the ponytail behind her head and forgot to put it down. Her face reflected the colorful light of the clouds, and she stared in that direction motionless - Lady Martha.
, is that showing something to the world?
There were gradually more and more people at the training ground of the Royal Cavalry Academy in Bastar. The crowd was screaming and passing messages to each other, as if the end of the world was coming at the next moment - everyone raised their heads and looked at the southern sky.
Hold your breath; the crowd's voice changed from whispers to a roar. The instructors who came out to maintain order soon joined the ranks. They shook their heads in disbelief, almost unable to believe what they saw.
"Is this a resonant reaction?"
"What did you say?" Seeing the girl with one hand behind her head holding down her ponytail, she turned her head and stared at him with bright light brown eyes with a questioning expression. The second son of Earl Beckberg was thinking
A jump - a rare opportunity! After all, the Basta Royal Cavalry Academy is still dominated by male students. The few female students in each period will naturally become the targets of these nobles in the subsequent games - such as Freya's appearance.
He has an outstanding temperament, and what is more rare is that he has no background and family background, and he is also called a delicious prey.
This hunting game is spread among senior students, and the prey itself naturally has no consciousness. It’s just that Freya instinctively felt that there were more and more inexplicable guys around her, which made this girl from the countryside of Butchi feel some instinct
Nervous and uneasy, she couldn't help but take another look at the blond boy who answered her question.
He seemed to know something.
"It's just a magic reaction, but it's so strong... I've never heard of it." The second son of Earl Beckberg immediately showed his best side and replied with a slight smile.
"Magic reaction?"
Freya's heart skipped a beat, inexplicably remembering a night in the Golden Tree Canyon. She didn't know what happened to that guy. But she immediately turned back to prevent the hot expression on her face from being noticed by others.
In her eyes, this girl from the countryside of Butchi looked up and stared at the silver beam of light - the light had gradually weakened. She took a breath, tried to calm down the panic in her heart and asked: "Where - where is it?"
"
"In that direction, it should be Denel."
"Jean Denel."
Freya couldn't help but press her chest gently with one hand, feeling her heart beating vigorously and pounding: "Brando, is it you? I miss you so much..."
The girl's restless mood and shyness became a sign that her offensive was effective in the eyes of the young man. "A country girl who has never seen the world," he couldn't help but think to himself, but maintained a gentle smile on his face.
I wanted to say something further. But at this moment, a burst of rapid bells rang through the entire playground, interrupting the sweet talk that the young people were still brewing. Everyone in the playground had to reluctantly leave from the south.
The strange image in the sky withdrew its gaze and cast its gaze in another direction on the playground.
The silver bell of Bastar College is hung on the bell tower on the roof of the administrative hall. It is only rung during celebrations or in the most urgent situations. So everyone can't help but wonder, what happened? Is it the same as before?
Does the vision matter?
But a group of cavalry had already entered the playground from the other side. As soon as they entered, they separated the crowd on the playground. The leading rider was a girl wearing a purple tuxedo uniform. She rode a horse and ran around in front of everyone.
, then turned the horse's head and stopped - slightly raising the tip of his chin and looking at everyone: "Everyone in all grades, starting from the moment you hear this order, go back to your place. I will give you three minutes to get ready to fight.
——”
The girl's voice was a little low and slightly hoarse, but it was like a biting cold wind sweeping through everyone's hearts, suffocating everyone.
Preparing for battle? What battle? Simulated battle? But it seems that it’s not time for testing yet——
"Those in the preparatory grade..."
"What?" Freya looked at the female knight with black hair hanging down her waist, standing upright on the horse like a javelin, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She heard the young man muttering subconsciously behind her.
After saying a few words, he turned back to look at the second son of Earl Beckberg and asked.
"That woman is a student in the reserve grade. The reserve grade is actually equivalent to the reserves of the Black Cavalry or the Guards. Therefore, they are students, but they are actually soldiers. The woman's name is Nymesis, and she is Mrs. Miller's daughter——
Or let me put it another way and it may be easier for you to understand. Mrs. Miller is the sister of the Grand Duke of Luen. She married a knight many years ago. Her husband died in the Ten Years' War and she has been a widow at home. This daughter is her only daughter.
"The second son of Earl Beckberg replied seriously: "That woman is a genius at Basta Academy, but having said that, people who can enter the preparatory grade cannot be compared with useless waste like us."
Nymesis, Freya wrote down the name. At the same time, she glanced at the young man and smiled gratefully at him: "Don't say that, I think you are very powerful and know so much."
The second son of Earl Beckberg was stunned. He saw the serious and sincere look in the girl's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart.
But this feeling was only momentary.
The young man smiled coldly in his heart and thought in a dirty way: "Once you taste my taste, you will know the true power of this uncle, hehe -"
The silver elf cavalry stood quietly in the forest, quietly confronting the dark Duke of Lune's private army on the other side. There was no wind in the forest, and the black and silver swallow-tailed flags drooped dejectedly in their respective camps; the sky
After the clouds dispersed, the afternoon sunshine shone unreservedly from above the forest, forming seemingly substantial light pillars on the edge of the treetops - these light pillars fell on the lily emblem on the drooping flag,
Or the emblem of the wildly running bear and wolf. Except for the occasional sneezing or the snorting of war horses, there was no sound in the entire forest.
It was an awkward silence.
Macaro, Lee Woods, Buga and the gloomy Earl Baal, on the other side were the indifferent Namenes and the silver elf knight commander whose expression was unclear with his long pointed helmet, facing each other.
, without saying a word.
Only Brando sat leisurely in the center. He knew that Aloz was beside him, so he was not too worried about what kind of trouble he would get into. With Namenis and the underdeveloped Loli dragon,
The Earl of Violet couldn't think of any way to cause trouble for him at the moment. He stared at the rows of elven cavalry in the woods who seemed to be wearing silver light, guessing the purpose of each other's coming in the strange silence——
The Silver Elves obeyed an ancient prophecy and have not returned to the mainland for centuries. Why did they appear this time - even if they broke their oath.
