As Natalia's magic studies progressed, Natalia's love for magic and her mentor grew. Natalia fell in love with her young and handsome mentor, but her family's strong opposition was like a bucket of cold water poured over her.
Her family didn't even allow Natalia to study magic, and chased the young mage away.
Natalia ignored her mother and family's persuasion, and finally decided to run away from home and betray her family.
From that moment on, she gave up the glory of being a member of the Hill Family, and chose to become a mage and follow her mentor.
That was the happiest period of her life, but it didn't last long. Unfortunately, she and her mentor failed in a high-level mission. In order to protect Natalia, she chose to sacrifice herself.
Just like that, Natalia lost her mentor and lover forever. She was afraid of the night and loneliness. Fortunately, Hissed took Natalia in at that time, and helped her teach her, so that Natalia wouldn't lose herself.
This was a past that Natalia didn't want to recall. She didn't mention this story to anyone, and she also didn't tell anyone that she was a member of the Fredenhill Family.
Many years had passed since then, and Natalia's mother died of depression a few years ago. Natalia's uncle, Randall, had become the new head of the Hill Family, and met Natalia again in Boheep Town.
Uncle and niece met again in this chaotic world full of disasters. There weren't many words and emotions, because they had lost a lot …
The war was imminent. Natalia and I didn't only bring back Avina, but also an army of undead that was chasing after us.
Currently, in Boheep Town, Leader Dwayne of the Church, Lord Randall of Fredenhill, members of the Demon Hunter's Blade, and various other forces were gathered here to fight against the army of undead.
Mayfair was currently treating Avina in the secret base of the Demon Hunter's Blade, but Avina was still unconscious.
We, the Demon Hunting Blade, are not stingy. We will open our secret base to all of them. Unfortunately, the space below was limited. It was only used by the old, the weak, the sick, and the injured. Mayfair was in charge of looking after it.
The rest of us are still under the command of Commander Randall and Commander Dwayne, preparing to fight against the undead.
After dusk, the soldiers of Fredenburg, except for those who were on guard and patrol, gathered around the bonfire and ate in groups of three to five beside the abandoned houses.
Almost all of these people were veterans of the Hill family. After a long journey of killing, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted. They had never seen the undead with their own eyes before. It was not until the Battle of Ferelden that they saw the horror of the undead.
Facing such a terrifying enemy, they didn't even know how to kill these ghosts. They could only flee in defeat. Sometimes, they also felt that this battle was too vexing. They were all brave warriors who were not afraid of death, but they died for no reason.
Flants and I didn't have time to talk to each other. Everyone was busy with their own things.
Just like that, the undead army charged toward Bohep before we could think too much about it.
The dark sky was covered by a sky full of black crows. When the bell rang, everyone picked up their weapons and prepared for battle. Almost everyone here had fought against an undead army before. At this moment, there was no fear in our hearts. Instead, we were prepared to die.
A rain of fire arrows killed countless black crows, but the number of dead crows was far fewer than the ones that flew over. Many soldiers had their eyes pierced by the black crows that descended from the sky. In the end, their skulls were bitten to pieces, and their brains exploded.
Then, the black Undead Clan, the goat-headed people who came from hell with large scythes, charged into the town. The soldiers swung their weapons at them, but their heads were cut off by the Undead Clan's scythes. Although many of the knights were stronger than the Fredenburg veterans, the situation was almost the same.
The ground was littered with the corpses of human soldiers, the Falcon Knights, and the Fredenburg soldiers.
Roger Young led the last of Fredenburg's knights in a relentless charge. However, other than killing some of the Undead Clan and black crows, there was nothing they could do to the undead, undead wizards, and ghost riders that appeared next.
Catherine Jones of the Falcon Knights held an iron battle axe in her right hand and a steel shield in her left. Her face was already covered in blood. Some of it was her own, while some of it was splashed by her comrades.
She had already taken off her guard's helmet. She used her shield to block the attack of a black crow and hacked it to death with her iron battle axe. Wearing heraldic armor and a huge helmet, Dwayne rode on his warhorse. With a charge, he pierced through the body of a Undead Clan member with his heavy lance. Then, he took out his iron staff and smashed the head of the goat-headed person who was still alive.
The people of the Demon Hunting Blade also got into a battle formation. I held my Sword of Retribution and my round shield at the front. Flants fought beside me, while Natalia and Kevin were responsible for long-range support from behind. Lofis was responsible for their safety.
We were the only ones who could cause some damage to the undead army. However, there were too many of them, and we were too few. Moreover, our stamina and magic were limited. Gradually, we began to feel powerless and were slowly being surrounded.
We also suffered some injuries. When we saw the large number of ghost riders, I knew that we didn't stand a chance unless I could use my dragon magic. However, I couldn't control this power at all.
Randall and his son, Jeffrey, were in an even worse situation. There were only a few Fredenburg sharpshooters left around them. The rest had all died in battle. The two of them were also covered in wounds and exhausted.
The flag of the Hill family was tattered. It was a white flag with blue stripes and two crossed swords. The Hill family's coat of arms was two crossed black swords. They worshipped the God of Luck, Raquel. There was a statue of the God of Luck, Raquel, in the large square of Fredenburg. However, that place had already been occupied by the undead. Even the family motto of the Hill family was, "There is only a fine line between darkness and dawn!"
I wonder if the God of Luck will descend again this time.
Fredenburg's manager, Aaron Smith, brought Randall's two children and other old, weak, and sick people to stay in our Demon Hunter's Blade's secret base.
Just as the undead army was about to step on our corpses and advance, and we were about to collapse, the Hill family's Luck might have saved us. Perhaps the Hill family's luck really saved us this time. A door of light lit up in the middle of the town. This was a magic teleportation door. Someone had teleported here using magic.
Who would come here at this time? Was he friend or foe?
Always remember, there is only a fine line between darkness and dawn!
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