"Have you found Lady Maynild?" Retto asked in a tired voice when he opened his eyes again. The continuous battles made the veteran of the November War feel a little unbearable. After all, he was already old and no longer as brave as he used to be.
The people in the room shook their heads in silence. Most of them had experienced the war for many years. As the lucky survivors of the war, almost every one of them was a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles.
"The last time we saw Lady Maynild was at the north of Fort Menta. After the rebel army captured the place, a wizard blocked our way, and then the rebel army cut off our communication with the north gate."
"Is there still a battle at the north gate?"
"The rebel army has surrounded the place."
"Have you tried to attack?"
"We have, but the rebel army has invested a lot of troops there. We don't have enough people, boss."
"The fact that the rebel army is so concerned about this place means that Lady Maynild might still be alive. We must find a way to save her." Retto knocked on the dusty table and set the tone. Almost everyone in the room was his old friends, so he did not hold back when he spoke.
"But …" Everyone in the room looked troubled. If the situation allowed, they would certainly save the commander at all costs. However, they did not even have enough troops to defend Fort Menta, so how could they send more people to support other places?
"Lady Knight is Her Highness' subordinate, but Fort Menta is His Highness' property. We are His Highness' retainers. Are we really going to give up this fortress for her?"
A voice in the corner asked weakly.
Retto looked in that direction and shook his head. "Guys," he said, "Do you really think that His Highness values Tónigel? Can't you see that His Highness is ambitious? Not to mention Tónigel and Abies, I'm afraid that even Erouine is not in His Highness' eyes."
"Think about it. If His Lordship had accepted the invitation of the female legion commander Cruz and joined the Empire, how could his status be compared to that of the Count of Tónigel? What did he do in Erouine? He brought us here from Braggs and overthrew the rule of that damned Baron Graudin and his lackeys. Why? "
Retto looked at his old companions one by one. "Haven't you noticed? The lord never asked us to swear allegiance to him because he didn't want to become another Grand Duke Arreck. I've heard him talking to Her Highness and Miss Amandina in private. I think what they want is what we've been longing for since the long years of war. A real Erouine who is not controlled by others, who stands above Wohnde. "
"My companions," he said softly: "We were born in Braggs, but Tónigel is indeed our second home. Compared to that, we have another identity in common. Don't forget that we are Erouine's soldiers. At this time, we should abandon our selfish interests. We are the Count's subordinates, and we should stand up to prove his righteousness. "
Retto pointed at the battlefield outside the perforation and replied: "If each of us spread the Count's beliefs to the whole of Erouine, our ideals, the Count's and Her Highness' ideals will be realized."
The room was silent.
"Can we do something like that?"
"Yes, it's too troublesome. It's a headache just hearing it. Boss, are you sure it's something we can do? That's something only the officials and nobles need to worry about, right?"
"But boss, when did you become so scholarly? Haha."
The laughter seemed to be contagious, and soon everyone in the room also laughed softly. Retto shook his head with a smile and scolded: "Shut up, you damn idiots. I used to be a noble Knight, like Mano, who used to be my attendant. Following you vulgar fellows, I've even lost my old profession. Okay, stop talking nonsense. You are right, we are the Count's retainers, but since we are the Count's retainers, we have to carry out the Count's will. So, Miss Maynild, you have to save her even if you don't want to. "
Although everyone was joking on the surface, no one dared to oppose Retto's decision. People left the room in an orderly manner and began to gather their subordinates. It was as if they had returned to decades ago. It was nothing more than a battle. For the veterans, it was as natural as eating and drinking.
… …
"You're awake?"
When Maynild woke up from her drowsy state, she saw a familiar face.
It was a beautiful girl. She had a pair of bright, narrow eyes. When she squinted, her pupils were as black as ink. The girl's skin was inhumanly white and as delicate as jade. She had long, black sandalwood hair that reflected light like the stars in the night sky. However, Maynild's attention was attracted by the black gemstone on the girl's forehead. It was a long, narrow, diamond-shaped black crystal.
The girl's face turned red with anger. She followed the female Knight's gaze and recalled the humiliation she felt when she got the gemstone on her forehead. She snorted coldly.
"Ko Hua …?"
Maynild was shocked by her own hoarse voice. She remembered what happened in Rushta and hesitated for a moment before speaking again: "Where is this place? Did Menta fall? Am I your captive now? After you left Rushta, did you seek refuge with the Bugas? Or are they really in cahoots with the Twilight Dragon? "
"I haven't fallen to the same level as those Saasaldians," Black Korfa replied with a hint of anger, "You're such a hateful woman, just like that guy. Don't mortals have any sense of shame? I'm the one who saved your life."
"You're back …?" Maynild was stunned: "Thank you …"
There was a sharp whistling sound outside. The catapult's stone shells hit somewhere not far away. The house shook and dust fell.
Maynild silently sensed for a moment before asking: "So this place is still Menta. How long have I been unconscious? Are Mr Retto and the others still resisting? Miss Ko Hua, can you take me to the city hall?"
"I'd advise you not to entertain such delusions, and I have no obligation to serve you," Black Korfa snapped, "You're only alive because of sheer luck. If it wasn't for this guy, even if I arrived in time, you would've been dead by now."
Maynild then noticed that there was a young man behind Ko Hua. When she saw him, she couldn't help but be stunned. That was because he was the second son of Oberwei, the young Knight who left Menta Castle early in the morning to scout for information.
The young man noticed Maynild's expression and hurriedly stood up, saying somewhat anxiously: "Miss Maynild, I know you're suspecting me and my father, but I can assure you that my father would never betray Her Highness. There must be something else going on."
He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and replied: "I can guarantee it with my life!"
Maynild rubbed her aching forehead, finally recalling everything that had happened before she fainted. At that time, she had almost thought that she had died at the hands of that monster. However, it seemed that many things had happened after she fainted.
"I … Shouldn't I be dead?"
Maynild subconsciously touched the wound on her chest. The sword wound was still there, almost piercing through her chest and abdomen. That sword should have pierced through her heart.
"You should indeed be dead. This piercing wound pierced through your heart. To any mortal, this is the most fatal injury."
Black Ko Hua paused.
"But the strange thing is that you're still alive. Don't ask me why, because I don't know either. Perhaps it was your Lady Martha who saved your life. "
Maynild was silent for a moment. There was a vague feeling in her heart that she could not grasp, but she could not say it out loud.
"In addition, it was this guy who risked his life to save you from those monsters," Black Ko Hua continued: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have the ability to do so. Those monsters are the fangs and claws of the Twilight Dragon. We call them the Noh Race. Other than the Goddess of War's unique imprinted weapon, no one can really kill them."
"Hmph, now even the Noh Race has reappeared. I really don't know why Mother thinks so highly of you. It's just a small human kingdom. Whether it's the Saasalds or the fangs of the Twilight Dragon, you can't deal with them."
Maynild sighed and said to the young man: "I can believe you, but you can't guarantee for your father. In any case, Mr. Oberwei has an unshirkable responsibility for everything that happened here."
"No," the young man shook his head: "Miss Maynild, something may have happened to my father."
"What?"
"Since Her Royal Highness and Prince Haruz left Tónigel, my father has sent me letters every week. On the one hand, it's to let me know the situation in Randner and Lantonilan, and on the other hand, it's to keep in touch. However, I haven't received a letter from my father for more than a week. At first, I didn't think anything was wrong, but I didn't expect something like this to happen … "
The young man was a little annoyed and replied with some worry: "It's all my fault, Miss Maynild. If I had been vigilant earlier, maybe this wouldn't have happened. My father …"
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