Act 50: The King of the Underground (1) Seeking Support)
Scene 50 The King of the Underground (1) (First update, please support)
Kuran took a step back and flicked the spear in the hands of the Silver Elf Princess with his backhand sword, while shouting in a deep voice: Stop! But at this time, everyone's movements just stopped - suddenly the mountain shook in the mine!
Brando, Medisa and Qian immediately changed their expressions and raised their heads subconsciously - but there was a loud "click" and everyone saw a crack more than ten meters long at the top of the mine tunnel, with sand and debris in the crack.
The rocks suddenly fell down, hitting everyone on the head.
This sudden change interrupted the battle. Brando immediately lowered his head and narrowed his eyes. He turned around and shouted to Akane behind him to retreat quickly. He knew something was wrong, but he did not expect that the mine was more fragile than he thought.
Brando naturally attributed this incident to the result of several gold-level forces fighting below, but he felt vaguely that something was wrong. Their battle with Kuran had just begun, and it seemed that theoretically it was not possible.
It shouldn't have caused such a big noise.
But there was no room for overthinking at this time. While he was retreating, he suddenly heard Akane shouting from the other side: "Lord, be careful—"
However, before she could finish her words, Safrund's mine suddenly experienced a second tremor. The huge rock finally broke free from the shackles of the mountain under the vibration and fell loudly. The light in the mine tunnel suddenly became chaotic.
Extremely dark.
Brando was about to avoid it, but a large amount of soil and rocks were already coming towards him from one side.
"I go!"
That was his last thought before everything went dark.
Even the terrifying commotion underground extended to the surface. The young aristocratic police officer who was restraining the workers in the mining area became unsteady and rolled down.
Okins finally climbed up from the rocks with a bloody head. He felt the ground under his feet was shaking and making rumbling sounds. He couldn't help but turned pale and looked around hastily - the entire mine suddenly stopped.
During the chaos, most of the miners were thrown to the ground, but more people were running away.
What's going on? There's an earthquake? Is Lady Martha angry?
He couldn't help but shudder at the thought.
…
Vlada in the Frost Moon already has a somewhat desolate atmosphere. Griffin's pale silver eyes reflected a trace of light and looked out from the direction of the terrace. The distant view was a forest that seemed to be dragged out with thick ink in the vast white mist.
of tree crown——
Some trees have almost lost their leaves.
But the fireplace in the house was burning, and sparks peeled off the bright red charcoal, and occasionally floated out of the iron fence and landed on the red bricks outside the fireplace.
The room became warmer.
Her Royal Highness only wore a red and white fur shawl over her nightgown. Her long silver hair seemed to be a little messy in a sleepy state, hanging loosely on the shawl. She had bare feet under her nightgown - she rarely lowered her head.
She absentmindedly placed her white feet on the plush carpet - looking at her fair skin sinking into the soft fluff, and then smiled.
Of course, Overwell couldn't see what was going on under the desk, otherwise he would have scolded the princess, his half-student, with a straight face, asking her to always pay attention to her appearance and behavior.
However, the veteran's eyes fell more on the documents on the desk. When this report written on parchment was delivered to this mahogany table, it was actually three days after the Knights Tournament. This document was
Nimesis personally sent it here.
The female knight is currently next to Fulwell, one step behind. She is wearing a black knight's dress, and the skin exposed on her hands and neck is as white as jade and flawless - she stands upright,
look steadily forward.
The room became a little quiet for a moment.
It took a while for Princess Griffin to recover from the low blood pressure she suffered after getting up. She rubbed her forehead and weakly raised her silver eyes - as if she was a little lazy - with pupils
These two of his own courtiers are reflected in it:
"I'm sorry, Lord Fuvel, Nymesis, I got up a little late."
"Pay attention to rest and balance work and rest." It was not Fulwell who said this, but the female knight who spoke first.
Overwell glanced back at her. The female knight's face was expressionless, but the minister was not much surprised - the latter had always been like this, out of a kind of meticulous concern for the princess - not even just
It was out of the ministers' concern for the king.
"What is this?" Princess Griffin picked up the report written on the parchment and took a look at it. She frowned, and then placed her hand on a fist-sized crystal fragment.
The crystal immediately glowed, and then scenes of images appeared on it.
If you look carefully, you will find that it is about the record of the knight competition a few days ago. But it shows the figure of a girl. Her Royal Highness the Princess recognized that it was Freya. She was startled for a moment, and then played it again.
Princess Griffin raised her head, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes: "Is there any problem?"
"Swordsmanship." Nymesis replied.
"fencing?"
"There's something wrong with that little girl's swordsmanship." This time it was Overwell's answer.
"Isn't that Everton's daughter? What's the problem?" the girl asked.
Nymesis nodded, she took out a bell and shook it. The bell rang, and the door outside opened. A young knight wearing a breastplate, red with white plush trim, leaned forward and asked:
"What are your orders, Lady Nimesis?"
"Attack me!" the female knight ordered concisely.
The knight was slightly startled, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he opened the door and stepped back, immediately drew his sword and faced it. As a royal guard knight, he had gold-level strength and his attacks were extremely clean and neat, but Nymesis just
Simply take a step back to avoid his first sword——
The girl dodged with one side of her body and at the same time closed the distance with the opponent. She drew the sword with her right hand and pressed it on the opponent's shoulder and neck. She leaned forward with half of her body and pressed the opponent to the ground with one stroke of the sword.
In the blink of an eye, Nymesis held the half-unsheathed sword with her hands one after the other and placed it on the knight's neck, while the knight sat down on the ground.
"Nimesis, your swordsmanship has improved again." The half-elf girl's eyes lit up.
But the kingdom knight sitting on the ground was not depressed at all. He took Nymesis's outstretched hand and stood up, lowered his head and replied: "I disappoint you!"
Nymesis has been serving as the captain of the guard knights of Griffiin Korcova Odyss. Although she is not completely in the same system, she can also command and mobilize the guard knights - that's all.
It's not an exaggeration to say he's half a knight's boss.
Although there are some different voices regarding this female boss, most of the young knights in the Knights are convinced and admire her.
For those who are jealous, this female knight already has a bad reputation.
Nymesis nodded and didn't say much. Instead, she put away her sword and replied to Her Royal Highness Princess Griffin: "This is military swordsmanship, a swordsmanship technique that was born to end the battle quickly."
The silver-haired girl thought for a moment and said, "I remember that our country's military swordsmanship is not like this."
"Because it is improved," Overwell replied: "This swordsmanship is an improved military swordsmanship. It focuses on law rather than technique. Its core essence is to cause the enemy to lose combat effectiveness in the simplest way.
——”
The minister pointed to his neck, waist, arms, and thigh bends, "Usually it's death, but there are other ways. But people who haven't accumulated experience in the battlefield for a long time, don't use it.
The one who mastered this swordsmanship."
Her Highness the Princess fell into thinking. She once again put her hand on the crystal and replayed the image above. She noticed the second half of Freya's last sword movement:
"That's what you're talking about?"
The female knight nodded.
"After Miss Nymesis told me this, I also observed it carefully," Afverwell replied: "The little girl's move to seize the sword was purely improvised, but the subsequent attack movements were based on military swordsmanship.
Shadow!"
The half-elf princess frowned, but then relaxed and showed an interested expression.
"You said that this swordsmanship requires a long-term battle career, but she has no such experience. She used to be a militia member of Butchi and participated in the war with Madara, but only for a few days."
"Yes."
"But there is another possibility," Overwell lowered his head and replied, "Veteran."
"You mean someone taught her, that Madden?" Griffin asked.
"No, I sent someone to investigate the old guard captain. This man is very capable and has experienced the November War, but he is just an ordinary veteran."
"Yes, his other disciple doesn't know this swordsmanship, right?" Her Royal Highness the Princess nodded, referring to Brayson.
But in fact there is another possibility, that is Freya is a genius, and he can come up with his own understanding of swordsmanship without long-term accumulation. It's just that Freya's ability is obvious to everyone present, so this possibility is natural
Also skip it and don’t mention it.
"Who could that be?" The half-elf girl was a little confused: "She doesn't know anyone else."
"There is another person beyond our sight, Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Griffin reacted immediately, and a strange light flashed in the girl's silver eyes: "You mean him?"
Overwell nodded.
The half-elf princess quickly calmed down: "But he is just a young man, unless someone teaches him." She tilted her head: "Then can you know more about him?"
She suddenly realized that when she asked this question, she had some strange expectations in her heart - was it to understand this matter? Or to understand the other person better?
Or both, but Her Royal Highness herself doesn’t know.
"Unless we can get back to Butchi."
"Can't you get any information from the people who escaped Butchi?"
"None of them are familiar with him," Nymesis interjected: "I even sent someone to ask Brayson privately, but he said he didn't know."
"He said he didn't know." Princess Griffith thought for a moment: "Instead of not knowing?"
Nymesis nodded. She also felt there was a problem, but she couldn't find any more clues.
"Put it aside first," Her Royal Highness the Princess inserted her fingers into her silver hair and straightened the silver ring at the back: "Let's get back to this matter, can this swordsmanship be popularized?"
"That little girl isn't good. Miss Nymesis has been observing her for a while, and she doesn't know much about it." Overwell shook his head.
"Unless we can find that person," the girl raised her head and asked, "right?"
Both nodded.
Her Royal Highness the Princess looked at the female knight, "Nimesis, can't you restore this swordsmanship? You are one of the rare swordsmanship geniuses in the kingdom, so there is nothing you can do about it?" she asked.
Nymesis seemed to be thinking about something, but she came back to her senses at this time: "I'll do my best, but don't have too much hope, after all, I'm not a warrior."
"kindness?"
"I mean, it would be difficult for someone without some battlefield experience to restore this swordsmanship." The female knight replied calmly.
"I understand. I will ask Mr. Overwell to help you and ask him to find some veterans who have experienced the November War to discuss this matter with you -"
Griffin thought again: "In the recent period, in addition to preparing for the trip to Ampelsel, you should spend more time on this matter - I am very optimistic about the promotion of this swordsmanship, so I would like to trouble you two.
!”
"Old minister, I understand."
"Yes." Nymesis also nodded slightly.
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