"A violet flag?"
"W… Willett?"
After hearing the sentinel's words, the violet soldiers were stunned.
Although more than ten years have passed since the Star-Moon War, as an ancient family that has ruled the Violet Principality for nearly a thousand years, the prestige and legend of Willett are still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
The same is true of Baron Bethel.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized something. He rummaged in his pocket and soon pulled out a string of badges strung together with a rope.
The badge was shaped like a violet flower, engraved with exquisite patterns and intricate magic patterns. At this moment, it was emitting a faint glow, as if it had sensed something.
Seeing the light of the badge, Baron Bethel's expression suddenly changed.
This is the family crest passed down by the Willett family.
Only the direct descendants and recognized members of the Willett family have this ability and can sense each other.
"My Lord Baron, should we... try to negotiate with them, or evacuate from another direction?"
The Violet Knight who followed Bertel couldn't help but ask.
Baron Bethel stared at the violet badge in his hand for a while, then looked out of the woods with a doubtful look, his expression somewhat hesitant.
Soon, another alert veteran sent news:
"Baron! Baron! Their team has stopped about 500 meters outside the forest! They sent out flag signals to express their desire to meet you! And... it's the same flag signal from the Star-Moon War period!"
"Flag signals from the Star-Moon War?"
Baron Bethel's eyes narrowed slightly.
After hesitating for a few breaths, he said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, enter combat readiness, be prepared to fight and evacuate..."
"Come on, some people, come with me to meet them."
Baron Berthel selected a few knights and soldiers who volunteered and walked out of the woods.
Outside the woods, the fully armed Castel cavalry stopped about 500 meters away. There were so many of them, probably about 1,000 or 2,000.
They held high the violet flag, and the leading knight waved a white battle flag, sending a signal for ceasefire negotiations.
Baron Bethel signaled the soldiers who were following to stop, then stepped forward and looked at Castel's army. His eyes kept moving among the cavalry, and he said in a deep voice:
"I am Guillaume, Commander of Violet."
"Who is it? Who wants to see me?"
Upon seeing Baron Bethel, a fully armored knight from Castel's side immediately left the team on horseback and rushed towards Baron Bethel.
He is tall, almost two meters tall.
Looking at the approaching knight, the violet soldier immediately became alert.
Baron Bethel, a first-level transcendent among the stars, has better eyesight.
He immediately noticed the violet flower pattern on the chest of the other person's equally mottled armor, which was exactly the same as the one on his knight's armor, and his eyes suddenly froze.
The knights of Castelfang soon arrived not far from Baron Bertel.
He stopped his horse and stood in the shadow of the tree. The weathered eyes behind his helmet fell on Baron Bertel and sighed:
"Little Guillaume...it's you after all."
Hearing this long-lost name and that somewhat familiar voice, Baron Betel's expression was dazed for a moment.
He looked at the tall knight in front of him with doubt and said in a deep voice:
"Your Excellency... who is it?"
Knight Castel slowly took off his helmet, revealing a weathered and resolute face.
Seeing that familiar face, long-lost memories suddenly revived in Baron Bethel's mind:
"Lord La...Lahail? You...you are still alive!"
Baron Bethel's eyes widened when he recognized the person.
La Hire de Rain.
The last knight commander of the Willett family, a royal guard knight loyal to the Willett direct line, and also the riding and swordsmanship teacher of the last batch of Violet Knights, including Baron Bertel, who had received knight training in the Violet Castle.
Knight La Haile smiled and said:
"Guillaume, long time no see."
"After so many years, you have become an excellent commander who can stand on your own."
Looking at Knight La Haile, Baron Bertel looked dazed for a moment, and could not help but sigh:
"Lord Lahail, long time no see."
"You... don't seem to have changed much since then..."
After saying this, Baron Betel's face changed slightly again, as if he had thought of something, and he instantly became alert:
"Why... did you deliberately fly Willett's flag in Castel's army?"
"Have you already pledged your loyalty to Castel and betrayed Willett?"
After listening to Baron Bethel's words, La Haier shook his head:
"Betray Willett? No, of course not."
"From the beginning to the end, I have been Willett's personal knight. I was, I am, and I will be in the future."
"The reason I'm standing here is because my little master wants to see you. Of course... she was also your little master."
"Little... little master?"
Baron Bethel was stunned.
After saying that, Knight Lahail turned around, looked at the Castel army, and shouted:
"Mademoiselle, it is indeed Baron Bertheil! Guillaume de Berthe-Williet!"
After hearing what La Hail said, Castel's army became slightly agitated, and the cavalry in the army slowly moved to both sides to make way.
Immediately afterwards, a young woman riding a black warhorse, wearing a black noble skirt and armor and a cloak appeared in Baron Bertel's sight.
The mysterious young woman rode her horse and soon came to Knight La Haile's side, while Knight La Haile, who had already dismounted, followed behind her a step later and stood respectfully behind her.
"You... you are..."
Looking at the aristocratic dress with violets painted on it, Baron Bertel became more and more confused.
And then, the young woman who also entered the shadow of the big tree took off her cloak, revealing her true appearance.
She was a beautiful girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old.
She had beautiful long flaxen hair that only the direct descendants of the Willett family had, and her amber eyes were full of smiles:
"Brother Guillaume, long time no see."
Looking at the beautiful girl in front of me, long-lost memories were completely revived.
The other person's image gradually overlapped with a figure deep in his memory. Baron Bethel widened his eyes with a look of disbelief:
"A… Miss Agnes?!"
"You... you are still alive?!"
But soon, his eyes fixed again, and his expression became puzzled:
"No, is it really you? How come you... look so young, just like you did back then?"
"And... why are you siding with Castel's army?"
After hearing Baron Berthel’s words, Agnes sighed:
"It's a long story..."
"The feud between the Willett family and Castel has ended. Castel is now the force that helps the Willett family to revitalize, and he is also the patriarch that the Willett family follows."
As she spoke, Agnès looked at Baron Bertel and said seriously:
"Brother Guillaume, Willett is no longer your lord, and the knight's contract between you and the Willett family... has also ended."