Kodan took a step back and used his sword to deflect the Silver Elf Princess' spear as he shouted, "Stop! But right at this moment, just as everyone's movements became sluggish, the ground in the mine suddenly began to shake!
Brando, Metisha, and Scarlett's expressions changed and they looked up instinctively. Crack! A ten-meter-long fissure appeared on the ceiling of the mine. Sand and gravel fell from the fissure and hit everyone's faces.
This sudden turn of events interrupted the battle, and Brendel immediately lowered his head and squinted his eyes. He turned around and shouted for Scarlett behind him to quickly retreat. He knew something was wrong, but the mine was more fragile than he thought.
Brendel naturally concluded that this was the result of several Gold-ranked forces fighting below, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Their battle with Kodan had only just begun. Logically speaking, it shouldn't have caused such a huge commotion.
But he didn't have time to think about it. As he retreated, Scarlett suddenly shouted from the other side, "My lord, be careful —"
But before she could finish her sentence, Schafflund's mine began to tremble for the second time. Huge rocks finally broke free from the mountain's shackles and crashed down. The light in the mine suddenly became chaotic and dim.
Brando wanted to avoid it, but a large amount of sand and gravel rushed towards him.
"Damn it!"
That was his last thought before everything turned dark.
The terrifying tremors from the underground even reached the surface. The young noble clerk who was restraining the workers in the mine lost his balance and fell down.
With great difficulty, Perkins crawled up from the rubble with his head bleeding. He felt the ground beneath his feet trembling and rumbling. He could not help but turn pale and look around in panic. The entire mine was in chaos. Most of the miners had been thrown to the ground, but even more people were running away.
'What's going on? An earthquake? Is Lady Martha angry? '
Perkins couldn't help but shudder.
… …
Frada in the Moon of Frost had a hint of desolation. Gryphine's pale silver eyes reflected a glimmer of light as she looked out from the balcony. In the distance, the white fog seemed to be dragging the canopy of a forest with thick, ink-like ink.
Some of the trees had already lost most of their leaves.
But the fireplace in the room was still burning. Sparks from the red charcoal occasionally drifted out of the iron fence and onto the red bricks outside the fireplace.
The room became warmer.
Her Royal Highness only had a red and white fur shawl draped over her nightgown. Her long silver hair was a little messy and floppy, as if she was sleepy. Under her nightgown, she was barefooted. She lowered her head and absent-mindedly placed her small white feet on the fluffy carpet. She watched her white skin sink into the soft fluffy fur and then smiled.
Of course, Oberbeck couldn't see what was going on under the table. Otherwise, he would have scolded the princess, who was half his student, and told her to pay attention to her appearance and behavior.
However, the old vassal's gaze was more focused on the document on the table. It was actually three days after the Knight's Tournament. The document was personally delivered by Maynild.
The female Knight was standing beside Oberbeck, one step behind him. She was wearing a black Knight's robe. The skin on her hands and neck was as white as porcelain. She stood straight and looked straight ahead.
The room was silent for a moment.
After a while, Princess Gryphine recovered from her low blood pressure. She rubbed her forehead and lifted her silver eyes weakly, as if she was tired. Her two subjects were reflected in her pupils.
"I'm sorry, Oberbeck, Maynild. I woke up a little late."
"Rest well. Strike a balance between work and rest." It wasn't Oberbeck who said this, but the female Knight.
Oberbeck turned to look at her. The female Knight was expressionless, but the vassal wasn't surprised. He had always been like this, out of concern for the princess. It wasn't just out of concern for the queen.
"What is this?" Princess Gryphine took a look at the report written on the parchment. She frowned and placed her hand on a crystal shard the size of a fist.
The shard immediately lit up, and images appeared on it.
Upon closer inspection, it was a record of the Knight's Tournament a few days ago. However, the image of a young girl was shown. The princess recognized that it was Freya. She paused for a moment and replayed it.
Princess Gryphine looked up and asked curiously, "Is there a problem?"
"Swordsmanship." Maynild replied.
"Swordsmanship?"
"There's a problem with that little girl's swordsmanship." This time, it was Oberbeck who answered.
"Isn't that Everton's daughter? What problem could there be?" The young girl asked.
Maynild nodded and took out a bell and shook it. The bell rang, and the door opened. A young Knight wearing a chest plate and a red cloak with white fur leaned forward and asked.
"What orders do you have, Lady Maynild?"
"Attack me!" The female Knight ordered concisely.
The Knight was slightly surprised, but he didn't ask any questions. He opened the door and took a step back, then immediately drew his sword. As a Knight of the Royal Family, he had the strength of a Gold-tier, and his attacks were clean and efficient. However, Maynild simply took a step back and dodged his first attack.
The young girl dodged to the side and at the same time closed the distance between her and the knight. She drew her sword halfway and pressed it against the knight's neck. Half of her body leaned forward and pressed the knight to the ground with her sword.
In the blink of an eye, Maynild held her half-unsheathed sword to the knight's neck with one hand in front of the other, and the knight fell to the ground on his butt.
"Maynild, your swordsmanship has improved again." The half-elf girl's eyes lit up.
However, the Knight who was sitting on the ground was not depressed at all. He held Maynild's hand and stood up. He lowered his head and replied, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Maynild had always been the Gryphine Knight. Corvado? She was the Knight Captain of Oderfeiss's Royal Guards. Although they weren't completely in the same system, she could still command the Knights of the Royal Guards. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was half the boss of these Knights.
Towards this female boss, although there were some dissenting voices, most of the young Knights in the Knight Regiment were convinced and looked forward to her.
In the words of a jealous person, this female knight was already notorious for her ferocity.
Maynild nodded and did not say much. Instead, she kept her sword and replied to Princess Gryphine, "This is a military swordsmanship, a swordsmanship that was born to end a battle quickly."
The silver-haired girl thought for a moment and said, "I don't remember our country's military swordsmanship being like this."
"Because it has been modified," Oberbeck replied, "This is a modified military swordsmanship. It focuses on the technique, not the technique. The core of this swordsmanship is to use the simplest method to cause the enemy to lose their ability to fight — "
The minister pointed to his neck, waist, arms, and thighs. "Usually, it's to kill, but there are other methods. However, those who have not accumulated experience in battle would not be able to use this swordsmanship. "
Gryphine fell into deep thought. She placed her hand on the crystal again and replayed the image. She noticed the second half of Freya's last strike.
"You're talking about this?"
The female Knight nodded.
"After Miss Maynild told me about this, I observed it carefully." Oberbeck replied, "This little girl's move to snatch the sword was purely improvised, but the attack after that has the shadow of a military swordsmanship!"
The half Fairy Princess frowned, but immediately relaxed and revealed a look of interest.
"You said that this swordsmanship requires a long period of experience in battle, but she did not have such experience. She used to be a militia in Bucce and participated in the war with Madara, but it was only for a few days. "
"Yes."
"But there is another possibility." Oberbeck lowered his head and replied, "She is a veteran."
"You mean someone taught her? That Marden?" Gryphine asked.
"No, I sent someone to investigate this old guard captain. He is very capable and experienced the November War, but he is just an ordinary veteran."
"Yes, his other disciple did not know this swordsmanship either." Gryphine nodded. She was referring to Bretton.
But there was another possibility, and that was that Freya was a genius, and did not need a long period of time to comprehend her own understanding of swordsmanship. But Freya's ability was obvious to everyone present, so this possibility was not mentioned.
"Who could it be?" Gryphine was puzzled. "She does not know anyone else."
"There is another person who is out of our sight, Your Highness."
Gryphine immediately reacted, and a strange light flashed in her silver eyes. "You mean him?"
Oberbeck nodded.
The half Fairy Princess quickly calmed down. "But he is just a young man, unless someone taught him." She tilted her head. "Then do you know more about him?"
Gryphine suddenly realized that when she asked this question, there was a strange expectation in her heart. Was it to find out more about this matter? Or was it to find out more about him?
Perhaps it was a combination of both, but the princess herself did not know.
"Unless he can return to Bucce."
"You did not get any information from the people who escaped from Bucce?"
"They are not familiar with him." Maynild interrupted. "I even sent someone to ask Bretton privately, but he said he did not know."
"He said he did not know." Gryphine thought for a moment. "But he said he did not know?"
Maynild nodded. She also felt that there was a problem, but she could not find any more clues.
"Let's put it aside for now." Gryphine ran her fingers through her silver hair and adjusted the silver band at the back of her head. "Let's go back to the matter. Can this swordsmanship be popularized?"
"That little girl cannot. Miss Maynild observed her for a while, and she did not know much about it." Oberbeck shook his head.
"Unless we can find that person," Gryphine raised her head and asked. "Right?"
Both of them nodded.
Gryphine looked at the Knight. "Maynild, can't you restore this swordsmanship to its original state? You are one of the rare swordsmanship geniuses in the kingdom, can't you do anything? "She asked.
Maynild seemed to be thinking about something. At this moment, she regained her senses. "I will try my best, but do not have too much hope. After all, I am not a warrior."
"Hmm?"
"I mean, this swordsmanship cannot be restored without a certain amount of battle experience." The Knight replied calmly.
"I understand. I will ask Oberbeck to help you. Ask him to find a few veterans who experienced the November War to discuss this with you."
Gryphine thought for a moment. "In the near future, other than preparing for the trip to Ampere Seale, spend more time on this matter. I am very optimistic about the promotion of this swordsmanship, so I will have to trouble the two of you."
"This old one understands."
"Yes." Maynild nodded slightly.
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(PS: Everyone, have you ever seen someone who subscribed to 999 Qidian Coins last month and was just short of 1 Qidian Coin, only to end up with no monthly votes this month …)
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