When Yanbao's army appeared in Brando's field of vision, a loud voice came from the sky.
"You really came back at the last moment, Count Tónigel, Mr. Brando, the grandson of the Sword Saint Darius. Just like all the fairy tales and stories. It is a heroic knight who returns to the land at the last moment of the story to save the people who are suffering. "
"How perfect."
The voice thundered in the gloomy sky. It sneered and said, "Unfortunately, reality is reality. Since we have already expected you to appear at this moment, don't you think you are too arrogant to appear here alone?"
At this time, there was a sudden scream in front of them.
The nobles' army seemed to have stopped in that position, and there was a commotion. Brando raised his hand and signaled the Knight of the White Lion Guards to slow down. He looked up and saw the tragedy that was happening in that direction. There seemed to be a few huge portals in the wilderness. The portals slowly rotated, and behemoths with a crystal luster slowly walked out of these portals.
These behemoths trampled into the crowd, and many of the noble soldiers were directly trampled into meat paste. Although Brando did not have any good feelings for these people who reaped what they sowed, he could not help but frown when he saw this scene.
God, what kind of monsters are these?! "
"Are they on our side?"
"That's Count Yanbao's voice …"
"Ah —!"
At this moment, screams had already filled the air. Although the nobles and suzerains were fearful of the Trentheim's pursuit, the terrifying monsters in front of them were a much more direct threat. They pushed and retreated, slowly creeping towards the Trentheim's frontline.
Brando only let the young White Lion Guards kill the idiots who dared to rush into their formation in panic. As for the others, he did not continue to pursue. In fact, not only him, but the Tónigel people on the entire front line stopped. Obviously, everyone's attention was attracted by these new enemies.
Suddenly, there was a new wave of screams and screams in front of them. An overwhelming number of Yetis swarmed out of another portal. These Yetis species had no feelings and almost no individual intelligence, so naturally, they attacked the first target they saw in front of them, so the nobles who were the slowest to escape bore the brunt of their attack.
These terrifying Dusk species were one of the most ruthless creatures in the world. They quickly flapped their thin wings and swept across the battlefield. Their open forelimbs were like sharp blades, directly cutting between the necks of the nobles and knights. The nobles of the Southern Territory fell one by one, and the area in front of the portal seemed to have turned into a bloody Asura field in an instant.
"Sir …"
Brando stopped his Knight, whose expression had changed. He raised his head and silently looked at the gloomy sky.
Over there, ring-shaped magic circles were unfolding one after another. It was as if a silver beam of light was shooting from the horizon, passing through these slowly rotating ring-shaped magic circles. The light rays converged outside the magic circles, forming silver battleships.
However, these warships did not have the silver unicorn insignia of Kanaigi. Instead, they had pitch-black eyeballs on their sails. Those abstract eyes were looking at the land with a cold expression.
It was the Saasaldian fleet.
When this huge fleet appeared in the sky above Menta, Maynild immediately walked down the city walls. However, the Copper Dragon Retto grabbed her arm from behind, saying sternly, "What are you doing, Miss Maynild?"
The Knight was silent for a moment.
"I can't let Mister Brando face all of this alone. Even if I die, I want this kingdom to die with me."
"I thought you didn't like His Lordship …"
"Mister Retto, now is not the time for jokes." Maynild frowned and replied with some dissatisfaction.
"Haha, it's just a joke." Retto laughed, but he shook his head, "You don't know His Lordship well. Look at him, these pitiful creatures can't do anything to him."
Maynild was slightly stunned.
"His Lordship is good at everything, but he has a bad habit of slapping people in the face." Retto sighed, "If it were me, I wouldn't have said so much nonsense to that guy. They're dead for sure. Just you wait, Miss Maynild. But right now, we do have something to do. "
"What do you mean?" Maynild turned around and sized up the veteran of the November War. She had always thought that these people were just experienced old soldiers, but the rumors about the survivors of the long war seemed to be as miraculous as they were said to be.
Retto gestured with his chin towards the north.
The female Knight turned around and raised her eyebrows slightly.
"I see." She looked at him deeply and nodded, "I understand. Regardless of whether what you said is true or not, we can indeed go all out."
After that, she held the hilt of her sword with one hand, turned around like a typical Knight, and walked down the tower. However, Retto clearly saw that the female Knight grimaced in pain when she turned around.
What a stubborn little girl.
He could not help but shake his head and think.
Maynild walked down the stairs step by step. The wound on her chest was indeed excruciating, but she didn't seem to feel the waves of pain. She walked down the tower without a change in her expression.
"What a stubborn little girl."
She heard a chuckle.
This chuckle made her freeze on the spot. The female knight took in a light breath and looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, she asked in her heart with a slightly excited and surprised tone, "My Lord, you're the only one.
"You're still alive, Miss Allium Japonicum?"
"I thought you didn't like me."
Maynild pursed her lips and did not directly respond to this question, but she still felt that her cheeks were a little hot.
"We're the same person. There's no such thing as liking or not liking."
"You're finally willing to admit this. You've finally become mature and strong, Maynild," Allium Japonicum smiled slightly and spoke as if she was talking to her little sister.
The female Knight did not refute because she felt that the woman's tone was weaker than ever, which made her feel a little uneasy.
"I've always resisted you, but that's just because I'm afraid. I'm sorry …"
"You're affected by your dreams. You're full of pessimism about the future. You don't believe in anything. This is really like me at that time … Haha," Allium Japonicum smiled gently, "But all of this can be changed, Maynild. You should understand that the future is not fixed. The sword of fate is always in our hands. Both Sophie and I — and Brendel — believe in this. That's why we'll never give up on our hopes for tomorrow. "
In the darkness of the world of thoughts, Maynild felt someone holding her hand. It was a pure spiritual contact, but it made her feel warm.
"Miss Allium Japonicum …"
"Call me sister, okay?"
"Allium Japonicum … Sister."
"Listen, Maynild, I've given you my fate. I don't know if this is good or bad for you. In the future I see, the existence of the Gold Folk may not be a good thing for Erouine. But you have to remember that it's us who created fate, not fate who created you."
"Allium Japonicum … You …"
"I may have to sleep for a while. Remember to say hello to Brando for me," Allium Japonicum replied gently, "I'm very optimistic about the two of you. You're both my dearest people. Don't worry about me, because I believe in Brando. He'll definitely find a way to save me."
All sounds were silenced.
Maynild stood on the stone stairs in a daze. She held a snowflake in her hand that was gradually melting.
…
The atmosphere on the battlefield was almost frozen.
The two sides that were still fighting each other in the wilderness seemed to have suddenly put down their disputes. The remaining noble lords and their armies scrambled to escape from the terrible monsters. They turned around and fled to the south again. Their original enemies, the Tónigel army and the young men of the White Lion Guards, let them go this time.
They let these defeated soldiers pass through their front line and regroup at the rear. Some people were simply scared out of their wits and fled the battlefield directly, but no one paid attention to these people.
There were more or less people who stayed behind, but everyone had a look of despair on their faces, as if doomsday had arrived. Even the dullest people understood at this moment that they had been used —
Especially when they saw those terrifying monsters, those cold and aloof Saasaldians, their hearts could not help but be filled with fear and dismay. They even did not understand what kind of war they had been involved in.
Until Brando spoke.
"Your appearance reminds me of my own negligence."
Brando's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about something that was completely unrelated to the current situation. But even though he spoke calmly, his voice spread throughout the entire battlefield, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.
This discovery made all of his enemies among the nobles in the south turn pale with fright and tremble, while all of his allies were shocked and excited.
Because this was power —
Brando raised his head, "All For One usually has three representatives with the highest authority in a region. In the south, this representative should be Duke Arreck. And in Ampere Seale, there's also a leading figure of the Holy Cathedral. My oversight was that I thought the remaining representative should be from Prince Levin Onessen's side. "
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