"Your Highness, there are too many enemies. Please take shelter for a moment."
Sir Benninger's earnest pleas came from outside. His voice was urgent, and the situation was not optimistic. Steel bolts hit the iron plates in the compartment of the carriage's side wall. Assassins were coming from all sides of the forest. Even Princess Gryphine herself did not expect that in Graf's own territory, she would usher in the most dangerous assassination since she had fled.
However, the young girl pursed her lips and looked straight ahead with her pale silver eyes. She replied, "No need. I will wait here for my knights to arrive."
"Your Highness."
"Sir Benninger."
"Yes."
"It's nothing. Thank you." The girl said calmly.
The voices outside the carriage stopped. The young man turned around and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. All that was left was the courage in his heart.
As usual, the half-elf girl was wearing her favorite silver-white princess dress. Her hands were folded on her knees, and even at this moment, the girl's sitting posture was even more upright than the most meticulous young lady. The princess of Erouine's royal family exuded the majesty of an ancient family. Even in the eyes of the strictest nobles, she was the brightest pearl on Erouine's crown.
In the eyes of the princess, the only heir to the throne of Erouine was looking at her timidly from the opposite side of the carriage.
"Sister …" Haruze, the only son of King Oberg the Seventh, whispered in fear.
The girl glared at her only brother coldly.
"Haruze, take your sword and turn it around."
Haruze had always been obedient to his strict sister, and this time, he did not dare to disobey. He overcame his fear and carefully turned the sword around. There was a line of small words engraved on the scabbard.
"Call my name courage."
This was the motto of the Royal Family of Covardo, and it was also the motto of the half Fairy Princess. But when it came to the only son of King Oberg the Seventh, it became a glaring irony. The little boy grabbed his sword with both hands and looked up at his sister helplessly. The latter's sternness and the danger lurking outside the carriage made him at a loss for what to do. Tears welled up in his eyes.
Seeing her brother like this, even Gryphine couldn't help but sigh. Her heart softened, and she said softly, "It's okay. I'm here. I'll protect you."
The little boy wiped his tears with his sleeve and nodded vigorously.
The carriage became quiet.
The battle outside also seemed to have quieted down.
*****
In Graf's Royal Cavalry Academy, everyone on the field, in the classrooms, and in the corridors could not help but stand up and look at the strange scene outside the arched window.
Freya looked up in a daze. All she could see was the silver beam that pierced through the clouds. Under the vast sky, behind the mountains, the light that connected the sky and the earth was like the Babel Tower in ancient myths. With the light as the center, the clouds slowly moved to the sky thousands of miles away, as if they were forming radiating fish-scale patterns in a wider angle. The magnificence of the scene was beyond all words in the mortal world. It could penetrate one's soul and make one tremble from the depths of one's heart.
What was that?
The girl was wearing the training equipment. She had one hand on her ponytail, and she was so stunned that she forgot to put it down. Her face reflected the light of the clouds as she stared in that direction. What was Lady Martha trying to tell the world?
More and more people came to the training grounds of the Royal Cavalry Academy. The crowd screamed and passed information to each other as if the end of the world was coming. Everyone looked up at the sky in the south and held their breaths. The whispers of the crowd became louder and louder. The instructors who came out to maintain order quickly joined in the crowd. They shook their heads in disbelief, unable to believe what they were seeing.
"This is a resonance reaction, right?"
"What did you say?" He saw the girl who had one hand behind her head pressing down on her ponytail turn her head and stare at him with a questioning look on her face with her bright light brown eyes. Count Beckberg's second son's heart skipped a beat. This was a rare opportunity! The majority of the students in the Royal Cavalry Academy were male students. The few female students in each batch naturally became the target of these nobles. Freya, who had an outstanding appearance and temperament, was even rarer because she did not have any family background. She was called a delicious prey.
This hunting game was spread among the senior students, so the prey naturally did not have any awareness. However, Freya instinctively felt that there were more and more strange people around her. This made this girl from Bucce instinctively feel nervous and uneasy. However, she could not help but take a second look at the blonde boy who answered her question.
He seemed to know something.
"It's a type of magic reaction, but it's so strong … I've never heard of it before." The second son of Count Beckberg immediately showed his best side and replied with a smile.
"Magic reaction?"
Freya's heart skipped a beat. She inexplicably thought of a certain night in the Golden Tree Canyon. She did not know how that fellow was doing. However, she immediately turned around to prevent her burning expression from falling into the eyes of others. The girl from Bucce raised her head and stared at the silver pillar of light. The light was gradually fading. She took a deep breath and tried to calm the panic in her heart as she asked: "Where is that place?"
"If it's that direction, it should be towards Randner."
"Randner."
Freya could not help but place a hand on her chest. She could feel her heart beating vigorously. "Brando, is that you? I miss you so much …"
The girl's restlessness and shyness were seen by the youth as a sign that his attack was effective. [What an inexperienced country girl.] He could not help but think in his heart. However, he maintained a gentle smile on his face and wanted to say something else. But it was at this moment that a hurried bell rang throughout the playground, interrupting the young people's sweet talk. Everyone on the playground had to reluctantly withdraw their gazes from the strange phenomenon in the southern sky and look in another direction on the playground.
The silver bell of Basta Academy was hung on the top of the bell tower of the administration hall. It was only rung during celebrations or the most urgent situations. Thus, everyone could not help but think: [What happened? Is it related to the strange phenomenon from before?]
But a group of cavalrymen had already entered the field from the other side. As soon as they entered, they separated the people on the field. The leader of the group was a girl wearing a purple swallow-tailed military uniform. She rode her horse in front of everyone, then turned her horse around and stopped. She raised her chin slightly and looked at everyone: "Everyone from each grade, from the moment you hear this order, go to your positions. I'll give you three minutes to prepare for battle."
The girl's voice was low and slightly hoarse, but it was like a cold wind that swept through everyone's heart, causing everyone to feel suffocated.
Prepare for battle? What battle? A mock battle? But it's not the time to test it yet.
"Someone from the preparatory grade …"
"What?" Freya looked at the female Knight with black hair that reached her waist. She stood upright on her horse like a javelin and could not help but be stunned for a moment. She heard the young man mumbling subconsciously behind her, so she turned around and asked the second son of Count Bekberg.
"That woman is a student from the preparatory grade. The preparatory grade is actually equivalent to the Black Cavalry or the Imperial Guard. So, although they are called students, they are actually soldiers. That woman is called Maynild. She is the daughter of Madame Miller. Or let me put it another way, it might be easier for you to understand. Madame Miller is the sister of Duke Loen. She married a Knight a few years ago. Her husband died in the Ten Years War and has been living at home ever since. This is her only daughter. " The second son of Count Bekberg replied with a serious face: "That woman is a genius of the Basta Academy. But then again, those who can enter the preparatory grade naturally can't be compared to the useless trash like us."
Maynild. Freya remembered this name. At the same time, she looked at the youth and smiled at him with some gratitude: "Don't say that. I think you're very powerful. You know so much."
The second son of Count Bekberg was stunned. He saw the serious and sincere look in the girl's eyes and could not help but be slightly moved.
But this feeling was only for a moment.
The youth sneered in his heart and thought: "Wait till you have a taste of me, then you will know how powerful I am. Hehe —"
*****
The Silver Elven Knights stood silently in the forest, facing off against Duke Loen's private army on the other side. There was no wind in the forest. The black and silver swallow-tailed flags drooped dejectedly in their respective camps. After the clouds in the sky dispersed, the afternoon sun shone down on the forest without any reservation. It formed a solid light pillar at the edge of the treetops. These light pillars fell on the lily insignia on the flags and the bear and wolf insignia on the flags. Other than the occasional sneeze or the neighing of the warhorses, there was no other sound in the forest.
It was an awkward silence.
Makaro, Fleetwood, Buga, Count Barre, Nalaimenes, and the Silver Elf Knight Commander who was wearing a long, pointed helmet. None of them said a word.
Only Brando sat calmly in the middle. He knew that Aloz was right beside him, so he was not too worried about any trouble. With Nalaethar and this immature Lolita, the Violet Count shouldn't be able to think of any way to cause trouble for him. He stared at the rows of elven knights that seemed to be cloaked in silver light, guessing their intentions amidst the strange silence. The Silver Elves abided by an ancient prophecy and had not returned to the continent for centuries. Why would they appear this time? Even if it meant breaking their oath.
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