Freya saw Brund turn his head subconsciously, but his whole body suddenly seemed to be pushed from behind. His chest thrust forward, and a blood-stained silver awl pierced out from under his breastplate. Brund groaned, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had been hit hard. He opened his mouth to say something to her, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the blood foam that flowed backward from the pierced lung immediately gushed out from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't —!" Although it was not the first time she had witnessed life and death on the battlefield, this time was different. This time she was the commander, and everyone's life and death were in her hands. The trust that Brund and the others had in her, an unremarkable commander, was only exchanged for such a cold death.
Everything was just because of her decision.
This was wrong.
She clearly saw the silver monster converging behind Brund like mercury, first the torso, then the head, and in the blink of an eye, it had taken shape. On the silver featureless face, a crescent-shaped mouth seemed to be silently mocking her — it seemed to be mocking her, mocking the commander's lack of strategy and weakness. She had clearly warned him, but it was still a little too late, just a little too late.
The pale and calm face of the dead Lyse, the burning village in the mountains of Yusong, and Brund, whose face was now covered in blood and staring at her with wide eyes, all the pictures seemed to overlap in front of her.
"Monster!"
"Monster —!" Freya felt as if the blood all over her body had solidified. She subconsciously and stiffly pulled out her sword, her duty as commander had long been abandoned. She was like a warrior who felt the burning pain in her face and wanted to put her life on the line to avenge her companions to make up for her shame.
But it was at this moment that a roar came first, suppressing her voice.
"Monster!" She heard Alea, the rough guy who had always seemed to have a problem with Brund, make this sound like a roar. His eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and almost without thinking, he knocked away the giant wolf that was pouncing on him with an elbow, then turned around and slashed at the silver monster with his sword, roaring from his throat, "You damned beast!"
This scene seemed to have frozen in front of her eyes, slowed down, and stretched, causing her to wake up. Because she was still the commander, everyone could lose their minds because of anger, but only she did not have the right.
Day after day, she remembered the days when she was studying in the Royal Knight Academy. She remembered the tall figure who opened the door to another world for her. She came from the countryside of Bucce. She was a clumsy girl. When she came to a place that she had never heard of or even dared to think about, she only felt fear and uneasiness in her heart. But when everyone around her bloomed with dazzling brilliance, she had to work hard in the quiet hours of the night to memorize the knowledge that others took for granted. Because others were so outstanding, she could only follow suit and work twice as hard as others. But even so, she was still the Cinderella who carefully picked up the long skirt behind the princess.
However, she still did not choose to give up, or rather, she did not dare to give up.
"The nobles will eventually give up on Bucce, because the weak have no right to choose."
"Freya, if you want to change everyone's fate, you must go to this place."
It was like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, and like a voice that only belonged to her, telling her in her heart:
Freya, you can't waste your efforts. You have persevered for hundreds of days and nights in the academy. You have done everything that you didn't dare to think about before.
You have worked twice as hard as others, isn't it to prove everything in front of you? You can do it, you are not worse than anyone else. One day, the people of Bucce will be able to control their own fate and take back the lost land.
"Brando …"
This murmur that seemed to be in a dream turned into a serious order when it reached her mouth: "Alea, I order you to come back!"
Brund's mouth was full of blood and he looked at her in surprise. He opened his mouth, but his mouth opened and closed, and he did not have the strength to make a sound.
Alea's long sword had already slashed towards the monster's right arm.
The sword slashed down and cut open the mercury-like arm like a hot knife cutting butter, but it did not have the slightest effect. As soon as the blade passed, the wound was restored to its original state.
The silver monster turned its head, its expression unchanged — or it had no expression at all, only the big mouth that opened like a crack silently mocking — it let out a hollow sneer, waved its left hand, and a stream of silver metal swept towards the Knight's neck like a long whip.
But the black blade suddenly cut between the two.
'Dang –' The long and narrow blade turned the tip of the sword, causing the stream of metal to completely collide with the ridge of the sword, scattering into countless silver particles like water droplets.
Maynild put away the sword cleanly and then turned back to look at Freya with some surprise. The girl from the countryside of Bucce's face was still flushed, and there were still remnants of self-blame and regret in her expression, but there was only determination left in her bright light brown eyes.
She had seen such a look before, in another dream — and occasionally when the clumsy little girl was trying to learn to keep up with everyone's pace.
"Quick … Retreat …"
Brund finally squeezed out a trace of strength to make a sound at this moment.
"I will never leave you idiot, Brund!" Alea replied angrily.
"Protect the commander …" Brund's mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say this sentence.
Freya looked at the young Knight who could barely speak and was so sad that she wanted to cry, but she knew that she could not lose her calm at all — there must be a silver lining in a desperate situation — this was a famous saying in "Introduction to the Wardworth's War". At this moment, the girl's mind flashed like lightning, and all the scenes that she had memorized in the past flashed in her mind and became extremely clear.
'That monster is coming for me –'
'It wants to kill us.'
'But the Pale Sons are far from enough.'
'You must not panic, Freya.'
The silver monster pulled back its blood-stained right hand from Brund's back and glanced at Alea who was pouncing on it like a mad dog, but it did not care about this humble human, its eyes were always on Freya — if it had eyes.
Alea's second sword came as scheduled, and at the same moment, Brund knelt weakly on the ground as if he had been drained of his strength after being released by the monster.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
"Senior Maynild, please go and cooperate with Alea!" Freya suddenly whispered.
Maynild paused slightly, she did not look back, but still asked, "Are you sure what you are doing, Freya?"
"We still have a chance to save Brund."
"Are you sure of that?"
"I'm sure."
The female Knight nodded slightly, "You are the commander, I believe in you." With that, she pulled out her long sword and stood up to face the silver monster with Alea on the left and right.
Freya opened her mouth, standing in the cold wind, her fingertips were a little white. She still did not understand, did not understand why Brando and Senior Maynild would believe in her so much. There were clearly many people in the academy who were more outstanding than her, why did they choose her, just to play an ugly duckling game? Or was it because they saw their past in her?
These were not reliable, Brando might be possible, but Senior Maynild was not such a boring person, she had once inquired about her past, she was so outstanding that no one could be jealous, if the stars in the sky were twinkling, then Maynild must be the most dazzling one.
Even if Freya was confident, she would not think that she had anything in common with such a person, and Brando was the same, other than Senior Maynild, was there anyone better than him?
She found it hard to believe.
She could not understand a lot of things, sometimes she always felt that the world was too complicated for her, but fortunately, Freya at least understood a little.
For her, there was only one Bucce.
It was just a moment of trance, she reacted, there was not much time left for her, she had to make a decision immediately. She looked up, as if she had summoned all the courage in her body, calmly raised her voice, and issued such an order:
"Senior Maynild, Alea, you stop that monster," Then she took out the trombone from her waist, the commanding trombone of the Cruz people, the testimony of the glory of the Folded Sword Knight Regiment, Brund and Little Pero gave this trombone to her for safekeeping, it was a heavy trust in itself – Freya did not hesitate, she took a deep breath and blew hard.
"Woo woo –"
The long sound of the horn reverberated through the valley. It was trembling and distant, as if it contained the whispers of ancient times. When the horn reverberated through the mountains, not only did the wolves in the valley hear it, the knights who were fighting alone also heard it.
As if subconsciously, they listened attentively.
"Knights of the Folded Sword Knight Regiment, don't fight alone, come close to me and meet at the bottom of the valley, if we work together, we still have a chance to win."
A voice echoed between the valley.
The girl's voice was steady even beyond her own imagination, before this, she would never have believed that she could remain calm in such a situation.
The young men of the Folded Sword Knight Regiment looked back while resisting the strong enemy, and sure enough, they saw the torn silver flag between the galloping wolves.
The flag was still there, and the Folded Sword was still fighting.
The Knight let out a roar in unison.
"Retreat? Don't even think about it, don't presume to command in front of me, who do you think you are? "Only Alea was still roaring," Brund, hang in there, I'll get you back right away! "
Freya pretended not to hear what he said as she stared at the monster. Alea attacked the silver monster like a madman, while Maynild assisted from the side. The female Knight often did not attack, but just delayed the silver monster's offensive, as if it was really as Freya ordered, covering him to save Brund.
The monster seemed to feel the movement on the battlefield, it raised its head, and although there was no expression on its face, the girl from the countryside of Bucce felt the anxiety in its heart for the first time.
"Don't even think about catching me, monster, you've lost your chance."
She stared at the other party and said word by word.
With that, she held the temporary 'battle flag' in one hand and turned to retreat to the bottom of the valley. Among the several people present, only Maynild, who had been paying attention to the movement behind her, and Brund, who was kneeling on the ground, noticed her move.
A light flashed in the female Knight's eyes, but Brund reacted before she did.
"Stop it!" The young Knight, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to shudder, and suddenly let out a hoarse roar, "Alea, or I'll break up with you!"
Maynild subconsciously wanted to turn around, but as soon as she turned around, a mercury-like curtain had completely separated her from Alea on the other side.
"Don't even think about running, the trick from a thousand years ago won't work now!"
A cold voice passed over her, and instantly rushed in the direction of Freya.
"Don't do anything stupid, Freya, do you know what you're carrying!" The female Knight's heart was cold, she suddenly understood Freya's true intentions, but what she did not expect was that the child had learned to lie to her.
The next moment, the mercury-like curtain had knocked her and Alea out.
… …
PS: I'll continue to recommend Blackie's book, "The Descent of Calamity", it's at the starting point, you can search for it. Ah ah, I'm also continuing to work hard, by the way, something good happened today, haha, it has something to do with you, you'll know what it is soon.
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