Look back to the year of blooming flowers and summer leaves, to the early morning of June 2nd.
With the bar owner's daughter Su leading the way, Freya quickly arrived at No. 51 Bonoan Market. She took a look outside. Even in the early morning, there were still many people in the largest trading market in Lidenburg.
A few people lit the braziers far and near, and the bright light made people feel more or less at ease——
She was about to walk, but the girl named Su grabbed her hand and said, "Don't go, there are people hiding in the alley."
The girl with braids stood at the intersection of light and darkness on the street corner, leaning on the wall with one hand, staring outside warily.
"Is it a guard?" Freya was surprised.
"I don't know, but there are two unfamiliar faces there. They are definitely not from this area." Su shook his head and replied quietly.
Freya put the hilt of the sword to her lips and hesitated nervously. Most of the people who appeared in the Bonoan market at this time were soldiers of the White Mane Legion. He had expected that those people had indeed been found.
Hood. I just don’t know if they have ever met? Should she go up and knock on the door?
The future Valkyrie frowned and suddenly remembered what Brando told her:
"Don't worry if you find traces of the military. They won't alert us until they know our relationship. They also hope to have a chance to catch us all."
Thinking of this, Freya took a breath. She turned back and asked: "Su, can you answer some questions for me?"
"how?"
"Let me ask you, do you know how to tell when someone is lying?"
The dark-skinned girl smiled: "Is that why you ask because I often help at the bar?"
Freya's face turned red when her thoughts were read. She had indeed taken a fancy to Su Yuan's much richer experience and knowledge than herself. In the previous conversation with Su, she and everyone naively believed that the nobles would save them, but
Su pointed out the essence of things in just one or two sentences.
Therefore, in her heart, this somewhat cold girl is a very sharp and independent girl.
"It doesn't matter, I do help others occasionally," Su smiled and said, "Freya, look at me."
"ah?"
"What is your friend's name who said that Reedenburg would be breached?"
Freya was startled, wondering why the girl in front of her suddenly mentioned this issue. She panicked and couldn't help but flash her eyes: "Bu, Brando."
Su's eyes moved: "You have a crush on him, right?"
"No, no, Brando, he likes Roman."
"Eyes, look at me, Freya," Su Ping looked at Freya, his dark brown eyes as calm as a pool of waveless water: "Who is Roman?"
Freya's face seemed to be on fire. She still dared to look at Su. Her eyes were wandering, and she wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start. She felt that she was the most stupid person in the world, or was she?
There is no discounted one, and for a moment I just wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.
"Understood?" Su asked.
"Ming, I understand." Freya lowered her head and nodded hard.
She took a breath, grabbed the sword and wanted to walk out, but immediately turned back and grabbed Su's arm: "Su, can you wait here for me?"
Su was startled, but still nodded. Freya suddenly felt a little confused, but she always felt that having Su by her side was like Brando, giving her some confidence.
Then she walked out of the alley, pretending not to care about the casual glances around her, and went straight to No. 51 Bonoan Market. She raised her hand - after hesitating, Freya felt at least two things.
Dauri landed on her back, but finally knocked it down in one go.
Bang bang bang, the knock on the door seemed to ring in her heart. Freya waited for a short moment before the door creaked open. A stooped man was revealed from behind. He was bald and could hardly tell his age.
When he saw Freya, he was obviously stunned, and his eyes subconsciously shrank back.
"After you find the woolen textile merchant named Hood, don't reveal your identity first. Give him some time and ask him to meet us in the bar. You have to pay attention to his reaction, and you will know that this person is not reliable."
"Freya, look at me."
Freya caught this subtle change in expression immediately. Brando and Su's words came to her mind at the same time, making her feel cold.
"Who are you and what do you want from me?" The short man asked after being stunned for a moment.
Freya was silent for about a second, and she just looked at the other person, coldly. Then just when the short man couldn't help but want to retreat, he suddenly pulled out his sword and put it on the other person's neck.
His eyes darkened slightly.
It was too late, but it was too soon. When the situation suddenly changed, Su saw several people on the street subconsciously moving. However, they quickly calmed down and returned to the starting state - the movements in between.
Very subtle, only the girl hiding on the street corner could see it all.
Freya had no idea what was happening behind her. She just held the sword as calmly as possible and said in a calm tone: "Are you that witch's accomplice?"
"Don't kill me, they forced me..., female... witch?" The short man was frightened by the sudden change, and he sat down on the ground, and then he realized the cold-faced person in front of him.
What did the ponytail girl ask?
At this moment, Freya only thought of what Brando's wizard follower, the young man named Charles, had said:
"Your aunt knows a lot. This is a secret spread among wizards in this world. There is a book called 'Dark Epic', which tells what happened in countless eras in the past..."
"But not necessarily, people who are related to magic. Some witches in the countryside also know some rumors about this."
In fact, before she drew the sword, she never thought that she could adapt to such a situation, or it should be said that her mind was in an ethereal state. She said coldly: "You should call her 'Jenny', forget it... it has nothing to do with it"
It’s important, I’ll teach you a lesson first.”
As she spoke, she raised her sword, and the textile merchant named Hood immediately wailed in fright: "Wait, wait, my lord, I have nothing to do with her... No, no, no, it doesn't matter, I mean she and I are not in the same party.
.I mean we are just ordinary relatives with her, no no, distant relatives——!"
"oh?"
"Really, really! You believe me, you believe me, she only comes to the city to collect goods occasionally - that witch, yes, witch! She does collect some weird things - yes! She
Lives in Butchi, with her niece!"
Freya looked at this man and suppressed the disgust in her heart. She picked him up and said, "But my informant told me that she entered the city a few days ago. You'd better not lie to me. As a wizard, I
You can pull out your memories at any time!"
The little businessman had already been paralyzed with fear when the sword was held to his neck, and he did not notice the idiom in Freya's words at all: "I said, I said, she left Riedenberg and went north two days ago."
Freya looked into his eyes, and then threw the guy away in disgust. She took a slight breath, but heard Su whistling at the corner of the alley. She knew that her big move had attracted the attention of those people.
, she must leave here quickly.
But she didn't expect that Aunt Jenny was not here. She went to the north? To the north is Prague. Where was she going and what was she doing? But it didn't look like this person was lying.
She gritted her teeth and hesitated for a moment.
The afternoon sun shines in from the arched floor-to-ceiling windows of the castle, making this room filled with soft colors bright. A girl wearing a silver princess dress is sitting at a small round table in rococo style.
He was sitting back on a high-backed chair, holding a cup of black tea in his slender palm, holding a silver spoon in his other hand, motionless, his soft light silver-gray eyes staring ahead - as if he was entranced by the story.
She has beautiful silver curly hair, and her semi-pointed ears reveal a white tip from the curly hair. She is the most beloved daughter of Obergu VII, and is also recognized as the number one beauty in Eruin.
If in Brando's era, both players and NPCs would call her the Regent Princess. If there is anyone in Eruin who can compare with the prestige of the Valkyrie, then it is the current princess who still seems a little immature.
"You are a very smart little girl. Everyone in the Everton family is a great person." After a while, the princess put down the tea cup and asked quietly: "What about Lord Overwell?"
The middle-aged man with a stern face standing in front of her. If Brando were here, he would definitely recognize him. Because this is the 'Earl of Doon' whose throat was blocked by his sword. But in fact, if he is in the capital,
In the aristocratic circle, there are not many people who know the Earl, but there are also many, but he has a nickname that is more widely known:
‘Sir Wolf’ Overwell, a close minister to His Majesty and one of the core leaders of the Royal Party, has good personal relations with Everton and Woodrow.
Overwell looked at the princess, knowing that she was not simple, but she was the apple of His Majesty's eye, and he did not dare to treat her casually.
This time he borrowed the name of Doon from the Lulles-Bullmann family to go to Riedenburg - because both of them are master connoisseurs and have very similar similarities in the hobby of collecting. Although their looks are not similar,
But this was not a big problem in an era of limited information - he was here to do something for Obergu VII, a secret mission.
Thinking of this, he realized again that the princess was asking him a question, and realized: "Of course, the Earl of Everton's daughter seems to be at least as outstanding as her father, but it's a pity..."
He originally wanted to say that it was a pity that she was a woman, but suddenly he realized that the princess in front of him was the crown prince of the royal family, and he quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence against his will.
Of course the girl understood what he wanted to say, but she didn't ask any further questions. She just changed the topic and said, "But Lord Earl, I'm a little confused about your previous story. You deliberately causing trouble for that young man seems a bit unnecessary."
Overwell thought it was strange that you couldn't understand, but he still replied respectfully: "I'm just worried about his intentions. A Highland knight appeared at Ridenburg with his retinue, and at Everton's
By your daughter’s side. Your Royal Highness, you know that the white knights of Karasu and your father are not on the same side—"
"I know, but they didn't object."
"That's why I thought it wouldn't hurt to give him a try. Anyway, it's just a shadow. Compared to Karasu, I can still tell which one is more important. When working for Your Majesty, it doesn't matter if I try it myself."
Overwell replied.
"I want to thank you on behalf of my father, Mr. Feverwell." The princess thought to herself that her father and this guy wanted to build the province of Karasu, but could they succeed? She guessed that their intention was nothing more than making something out of nothing.
She thought about it, and the number of recommended places for the Royal Cavalry Academy in Basta might have to be increased. However, she originally wanted to remind her something, but after thinking about her identity, she gave up.
In the end, he just said: "Then, Lord Overwell. I want to continue to listen to the rest of the story. I still have time to listen to you for two or three sections before my history class starts."
