Oberwei took out a necklace from his bosom before he started his story. It was a very common brass necklace, and there was a beautiful crystal pendant on the polished chain. There was a small line of words written on it: Freya.
He showed the necklace to the girl and said, "This necklace is something that she always carries around with her. That's how her name came about. However, this is actually her mother's name, Your Highness. "
"Her mother?" The girl held the necklace with her slender hand. Her expression did not change.
"Everton's wife, who died in the riot seventeen years ago."
"Then this girl should be the only descendant of Everton, right?"
"That's right."
"Since Lord Oberwei is here, then this girl should have successfully escaped from danger. Can I say that?" The girl asked.
"You can say that, but the process was a little strange." The middle-aged man nodded coldly, but his eyebrows raised slightly as if he thought of something interesting.
"Oh?" The princess was slightly surprised.
"Actually, it's mainly about that young man."
"So it's back to him?"
"No, it's just that the young man played a mysterious role in the entire process. It sounds like a light sentence, but in fact, the entire escape journey was full of unpredictability. There were a few times when the situation was so critical that even I couldn't intervene. Many people couldn't even imagine that kind of situation, but he still forcefully brought it back — "
Oberwei could not help but sneer at this point, "To put it bluntly, compared to some incompetent people, this young man is probably the only one who could make Madara suffer in this battle."
"Oh?" The girl's silver-gray eyes lit up slightly.
"Especially when he obtained something good in the process." The middle-aged man could not help but reminisce, "But as for what it is, please allow this old man to keep you in suspense."
"Now that you mention it, I'm even more interested. What kind of person is this young man that even Lord Oberwei can't stop praising? However, there's not much time left, so please begin, my lord. "
Oberwei nodded, took a step back, and continued to narrate the events that happened that night …
*****
Freya heard Sue whistling from the corner of the street. It was clear and melodious, like the sound of a nightingale, but it was a warning. She quickly turned around and saw four or five strangers on the street surrounding her. She knew that her actions were a little too big and had attracted their hostility.
Without thinking, she pushed away the Roman relative and rushed into the house. The people behind her quickened their pace, but Freya had already rushed into the bedroom, closed the door, and overturned the cupboard to block the passageway.
Freya felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She looked at the window, gritted her teeth, and jumped out of the window with both hands covering her head.
Most of the commoners in Aouine were still using wooden windows at this time of the year. Even though she had the protection of the Half Plate of the Wind Empress, Freya's arms and forehead still hurt from the impact. She rolled a few times on the ground and found herself in an alley behind the street. She raised her head and looked left and right, just in time to see Sue stumbling into the alley from the other side.
But the girl's face was pale as if she had seen a ghost.
"Sue!" Freya stood up and shouted, but the rest of the sentence was stuck in her throat.
She raised her head and looked at the specks of blue light moving towards the center of the sky. At first, the girl did not realize what it was. She stood there in a daze for a while, but then she realized that it was an arrow.
Arrows ignited with soulfire, the masterpiece of Madara's skeleton archers. The experience of that night in Bucce surfaced in her mind. Freya shouted for him to be careful, and pounced over to protect Sue under her body.
The rain of arrows immediately came crashing down, and countless arrows smashed into the tiles of the houses nearby. The thin layer of tiles could not stop the cone-shaped arrows made by Madarat at all, and soon, screams could be heard from within the houses. Freya felt Sue hugging herself and shivering on the ground. In fact, she was not much better. Her face was pale, and she felt as if her heart was about to stop.
Several arrows hit the green feathers of wind around her body and bounced off. Freya did not know that the defense of the Half Plate of the Wind Empress in the game was terrifying. The Half Plate of the Wind Empress provided three points of protection, while the Half Plate itself provided two points. In reality, the Half Plate's defense was only three points.
Therefore, she always thought that she would die in the next second. She was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly, but her body still did not move to protect the girl below.
About a minute later, after two waves of arrows rained down, the crackling sounds in the surroundings finally became sparse. Sue and Freya trembled and opened their eyes together. They looked at each other and saw the lingering fear in each other's eyes.
"Chi … Chi … Skeleton, outside," Sue said with some difficulty in breathing.
Freya was slightly startled, and then her heart sank. She knew that Madara's army had entered the city. She never doubted that Brando would lie to her, but she did not expect it to be so fast. Now she understood why he had been deliberately asking for time.
The future Goddess of War got up, grabbed Sue's hand and pulled her up. "Sue, let's go!"
"Where to?" Sue asked, not knowing what to do.
"Run! Leave this place! Let's leave this place together! " Freya's heart was in a mess. She finally understood how much pressure Brando was under. She thought about it again and again, and could only take one step at a time and wait until she saw Brando.
"I want to go back. My father is still in the shop."
"I'll go with you."
Sue nodded.
The Bonoan Market was on the west side of Fortress Riedon, close to the Pine River. The Red Copper Dragon Story Club was on the north street between the Bonoan Market and the Traveler's Bridge. But when Freya and Sue arrived, the street and the bar were already crowded with people because of the burning fire at the west gate.
Since the fire at the Parliament of Nobles and the frequent movements of the guards, it was already a chaotic night. Therefore, people were already whispering to each other, asking each other what happened.
Some of them thought that the army of Madara had arrived at the city, and some thought that the nobles in the city were attacking them. But they did not expect that the army of the undead had already entered the city. Freya and Sue separated the crowd and found that the owner of the Red Copper Dragon Story Club and his guests had already run outside and were pointing at the west gate that was on fire.
As soon as Sue saw her father, she rushed to him like a swallow returning to the forest. His daughter's action made the owner of the bar, Retto, slightly stunned. He patted the girl's back to calm her down, but the latter tiptoed and whispered something in his ear. Retto's eyes darkened. He first looked at Freya and nodded to her to show his gratitude. Then, he turned to the group of mercenaries beside him. Freya noticed that most of these people were his guests.
Retto clapped his hands and asked them to stop and look at him. Someone even joked, "What's wrong, old Retto? Are you going to treat us to a drink because of the fireworks?"
Everyone applauded loudly.
But the bar owner replied, "It's not impossible to treat us to a drink, but not today. Everyone, listen up, Madara has entered the city. "
When he said that Madara had entered the city for the first time, these people did not understand and only reacted after a few seconds. Then, Retto added again, and more than thirty people at the scene quieted down.
Was this true?
Now, this sentence was clearly written on everyone's face.
"Sue told me. She wouldn't lie to me," Retto said frankly.
Freya frowned slightly. Most people would not discuss this news in public, because even she knew that it might cause panic. But unless Retto did not consider this issue, or he had his own plans, the possibility of the future Valkyrie seeing the latter was much higher.
It took some time to digest the news, and then someone asked with some difficulty, "What should we do?"
It seemed that everyone present prioritized such a question, instead of turning around and running away as soon as they heard the news, or shouting. Freya carefully looked at these people's reactions, and suddenly realized that the relationship between the bar and its regulars was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"Let's fight our way out."
"Everyone, let's fight our way out," someone suggested.
"But how do we fight our way out?" someone asked.
Since Madara attacked from the west gate, in the eyes of most people, the east gate, which was the furthest, should be the safest place. But the mercenaries were people who came out of the battlefield, and most of them had some basic tactical knowledge. Erouine's siege focused on attacking from three sides and one side, but the key factor was whether it was a surprise attack or a siege.
And Madara's tactical purpose was also very important. Were the undead here to kill people, seize the city, plunder, or to attack further targets?
This was also a big difficulty in the war between the Light World and Madara, because it was difficult for the living to determine what the undead wanted to do and what tactical intentions they had.
For a while, there were different opinions, but no one could come up with a way to convince the crowd. Freya waited anxiously for a while, her hand holding the sword raised again and again. Finally, she recklessly said, "I, I think I know a person who can lead you out of the city —"
Her words silenced everyone present and turned to look at her. Someone recognized her and whistled. "Isn't that the little girl just now?"
Freya blushed in front of everyone. She did not expect to say it out loud. She could not help but think that she had made the decision on behalf of Brando. Would Brando blame her? She suddenly realized that she was afraid of this, but she calmed down and thought about it. From Brando's point of view, he had always been looking for help. In this case, as long as these people were gathered into a useful force, it would be enough.
But how was he going to gather all these people?
When it came to this, the future Goddess of War was a little hesitant. Could she do it well? As a mere militia captain, he had to think of ways to command these experienced mercenaries who had gone through life and death on the battlefield.
But Freya quickly calmed down. At most, it was just a try. The girl thought as she held her sword tightly and nervously held it in front of her chest.
She looked a little reserved like a young girl, and the others could only look at Retto. The latter introduced her. "This is the young lady who saved my daughter."
"Then young lady, how can we trust you?" Someone asked from the back.
It's here. Freya took a deep breath. "Of course you can trust me. Do you know why the guards wanted to capture me and my companions?"
"Why?"
"Because we are Bucce's militia. Two days ago, the place was invaded by Madara. My companions and I escaped from Madara's clutches to report to Fortress Riedon, but the nobles' response disappointed us —"
She paused for a moment. "I don't think you expect those people to save you, right?"
"Of course, those maggots."
"Maggots. That's a good description. Cheers. "
"Cheers." The crowd responded.
"You mean, you have a way to avoid Madara's attention?" Retto looked at her and asked.
Freya nodded.
… …
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(Author's Note: When the Fourth Generation Heavy Destroyer appeared out of nowhere, I also exploded it. Also, there are some people who are discussing how to write these chapters. I'm just doing an exercise, so please forgive me. Also, I won't use this method often. It's just an experiment. This book has just started, so please don't mind.
Also, who knows if it will explode tomorrow?)
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