Looking back at the year of summer leaves and flowers, the second day of the sixth lunar month.
With the bar owner's daughter, Sue, leading the way, Freya quickly arrived at Ponuoan Market No.51. She looked outside, even though it was early in the morning, there were still many people in Fortress Riedon's largest market. There were braziers lit up near and far, and the bright light made people feel more or less at ease.
Just as she was about to walk out, the girl called Sue grabbed her hand: "Don't go, there are people hiding in the alley."
The girl with braids stood at the intersection of light and darkness at the corner of the street. She had one hand on the wall as she stared vigilantly outside.
"Are they the guards?" Freya was shocked.
"I don't know, but there are two unfamiliar faces there, they are definitely not from this area." Sue shook her head and replied quietly.
Freya put the sword hilt to her lips and hesitated nervously. The people who appeared in Ponuoan Market at this time were most likely the White-Mane soldiers. She also expected that they would find Hood. I wonder if they've ever met each other before? Should she go up and knock on the door?
The future Goddess of War furrowed her brows and suddenly remembered Brendel's words.
"Don't worry if you find traces of the army. Before they know our relationship, they will not act rashly and alert the enemy. They also want to have a chance to catch us all. "
Thinking until here, Freya took a deep breath. She turned around and asked: "Sue, can you answer some of my questions?"
"What?"
"Let me ask you, do you know how to tell if a person is lying?"
The dark-skinned girl smiled: "Is it because I often help out at the bar?"
Freya's face reddened when her thoughts were seen through. She had taken a liking to Su Yuan's rich experience and knowledge compared to her. When she talked to Sue before, she and everyone else naively thought that the nobles would save them, but Sue only needed a few sentences to point out the nature of the matter.
Thus, in her heart, this cold girl was an extremely sharp and opinionated girl.
"It's okay, I occasionally help others as well." Sue smiled: "Freya, look at me."
"Ah?"
"What's the name of your friend who said Fortress Riedon would be breached?"
Freya was startled. She didn't know why the girl in front of her would suddenly ask this question. She panicked and her eyes couldn't help but flicker. "Bu, Brando."
Su's eyes moved. "You have a good impression of him, right?"
"No, no, Brando, he likes Roman people."
"Eyes, look at me, Freya." Su Ping looked at Freya. His dark brown eyes were as calm as still water. "Who is the Roman?"
Freya's face seemed to be on fire. How could she still dare to look at Su? Her eyes roamed about uncertainly. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start. She felt that she was the number one idiot in the world, and it was the kind that was not discounted. For a moment, she just wanted to find a hole to hide in.
"Understood?" Su asked.
"Yes, I understand." Freya lowered her head and nodded.
She took a deep breath, grabbed her sword, and was about to leave when she suddenly turned around and grabbed Su's arm. "Su, can you wait for me here?"
Su was surprised, but he still nodded. Freya was confused. But she felt that Su was like Brando by her side, giving her some confidence.
Then, she walked out of the alley, pretending that she didn't care about the gazes around her. She went straight to No. 51 of the Ponuo Market. She raised her hand. After a moment of hesitation, Freya felt at least two sharp gazes on her back. But in the end, she still knocked on the door.
Bang, bang, bang. The knocking sounds seemed to come from her heart. Freya waited for a moment before the door creaked open. A man with a crooked back and a bald head appeared behind the door. It was hard to tell his age. When he saw Freya, he was obviously stunned, and his eyes shrunk back subconsciously.
"After you find the woolen merchant called Hood, don't reveal your identity. Give him a time and ask him to meet us at the bar. You have to pay attention to his reaction, and you will know if he is reliable. "
"Freya, look at me."
Freya immediately caught the subtle change in expression. Brando and Su's words rang in her mind at the same time, and her heart turned cold.
"Who are you? Why are you looking for me?" The short man was stunned for a moment before he asked.
Freya was silent for about a second. She just looked at him coldly. Then, when the short man couldn't help but want to retreat, she suddenly pulled out her sword and placed it on his neck. Her eyes darkened slightly.
In the blink of an eye, when the situation suddenly changed, Su saw several people on the street subconsciously move. But they quickly calmed down and returned to their initial state. Their movements were very subtle, and only the girl hiding at the corner of the street saw it all.
Freya was completely unaware of what had happened behind her. She just held her sword as calmly as possible and said in a flat tone, "Are you the witch's accomplice?"
"Don't kill me. They forced, forced me … witch?" The short man was frightened by the sudden change and sat on the ground. Then, he realized what the cold-faced ponytailed girl in front of him had asked.
Freya could only think of Brando's wizard retainer, the young man called The Shire, who had said:
"Your aunt knows a lot. This is a secret passed down among the wizards in this world. There is a book called 'The Epic of Darkness', which tells of things that happened in the past countless years …"
"But that doesn't necessarily apply to people who are related to magic. Some of the witches in the countryside also know some rumors about this. "
In fact, before she drew her sword, she didn't think that she could adapt so quickly, or it should be said that her mind was in a state of emptiness. She said coldly, "You should call her 'Jenny'. Forget it … it doesn't matter. I'll teach you a lesson first."
As she spoke, she raised her sword, and the textile merchant called Hood immediately cried out in fear, "Wait, wait, my lady, I have nothing to do with her … no, no, it's not nothing, I mean I'm not her accomplice. I mean, I'm just an ordinary relative of hers, no, no, a distant relative! "
"Oh?"
"It's true, it's true! Believe me, believe me, she only comes to the city occasionally to collect goods — that witch, yes, witch! Indeed, she would accept some strange things. That's right! She lives in Bucce, with her niece! "
Freya looked at the man and suppressed the disgust in her heart. She lifted him up, "But my informant told me that she entered the city a few days ago. You better not lie to me. As a wizard, I can extract your memories at any time!"
The merchant was already paralyzed with fear with the sword on his neck. He didn't understand the problem in Freya's words, "I'll talk, I'll talk, she left Fortress Riedon two days ago and went to the north."
Freya looked at his eyes and threw him away in disgust. She took a small breath and heard Sue whistling at the corner of the alley. She knew that her big movement had attracted the attention of those people, and she had to leave quickly.
But she didn't expect that Aunt Jenny wasn't here. She went to the north? Braggs was in the north, why would she go there? But it didn't seem like this person was lying.
She clenched her teeth and hesitated for a moment.
*****
The afternoon sun shone through the arched windows of the castle, brightening up the room that was decorated with soft colors. A young girl in a silver princess dress was sitting at a small round table in the Rococo style. She was leaning against a high-back chair in a standard posture. Her slender hand was holding a cup of black tea, and her other hand was holding a silver spoon. She was motionless, and her soft silver-gray eyes were staring ahead as if she was absorbed in a story.
She had a head of beautiful silver curly hair, and her half-pointed ears peeked out from the curls. She was Oberg the Seventh's most beloved daughter, and was recognized as the number one beauty in Aouine.
If it was in Brando's era, both players and NPCs would call her the Regent Princess. If there was anyone in Erouine who could compare to the Goddess of War, then it would be this young princess.
"You're a smart little girl. Everyone in the Everton family is outstanding." After a while, the princess put down her teacup and quietly asked: "And then, Lord Oberwei?"
If Brando was here, he would definitely recognize the cold-faced middle-aged man standing in front of her. This was the 'Earl Dunn' who had his throat slit by his sword. But in fact, in the capital's noble circle, there were not many people who knew this count, but in comparison, he had a more well-known nickname: "The Duke of Chambord."
'Wolf Baron' Oberwei, one of His Majesty's close ministers, and one of the core leaders of the Royal Faction. He had a good relationship with Everton and Woodrow.
Oberwei looked at the princess and knew that she wasn't simple. But she was the apple of His Majesty's eye, and he didn't dare to be perfunctory.
This time, he borrowed the name of Dunn from the Luess Bulman family to go to Fortress Riedon. Both of them were connoisseurs, and they had a similar hobby of collecting. Although they didn't look alike, it wasn't a big problem in this era where information was scarce. He was going to Fortress Riedon to do something for Oberg the Seventh, a secret mission.
When he thought of this, he realized that the princess was asking him a question and said: "Of course, the daughter of Earl Everton is at least as outstanding as her father, but it's a pity …"
He wanted to say it was a pity that she was a woman, but he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was the princess who was known as the crown of the royal family, so he quickly swallowed the second half of his sentence.
The girl obviously knew what he wanted to say, but she didn't ask. She only changed the topic: "But Lord Oberwei, I have some doubts about your story. You purposely went to find trouble with that young man, but it seems unnecessary. "
Oberwei thought to himself that it would be strange if she didn't understand, but he still replied respectfully: "I'm just worried about his intentions. A highland Knight and his squire appeared in Fortress Riedon beside Everton's daughter. Your Highness, you know that the White Knight in Karsuk and your father are not on the same side. "
"I know, but they didn't object."
"That's right, that's why I want to test him. After all, he's just a shadow. Compared to Karsuk, I can still tell which is more important. For the sake of His Majesty, I don't mind giving it a try. "Oberwei replied.
"I thank you on behalf of my father, Lord Oberwei." The princess thought that her father and this fellow wanted to make Karsuk prosper, but would they succeed? She could guess their intentions, but they were just making things up.
She thought for a while and decided that the recommendation for the Basta Royal Cavalry Academy might need to be increased. She wanted to remind him of something, but after thinking about her identity, she decided not to.
In the end, she said: "And then, Lord Oberwei. I want to continue listening to the rest of the story. Before my history class starts, I still have time to listen to two or three sections of your story. "
"Of course, it would be my pleasure."
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