The sky gradually faded away, the stars and moon disappeared, and when the clouds rolled in, it started to snow again.
The sky, which was originally shattered and torn by star arcs, was once again covered with clouds driven by the wind. Light snowflakes gradually fell. At first, almost no one noticed it, but later, they turned into catkins and dandelions. The velvet snow turned into sudden snowfalls like goose feathers.
Moldova is closer to the north than Moldavia and is covered in ice and snow for half of the year.
In the snow, on the city wall, resting knights are waiting for notification from the orderlies who have arranged accommodation for them. Wearing armor and taking off their helmets, they place their weapons next to their horses, breathing quietly, and occasionally whispering softly. Conversations came from the crowd.
"Hey, that shadow that suddenly appeared just now must be your lord's head maid, right?"
Nearing the spiral staircase, a young knight with good eyesight saw his lord and the blond golden swordsman walking quickly towards the central tower on the side, and caught a silvery shadow out of the corner of his eye.
He immediately turned to his companion and said curiously: "I wanted to ask before, why did the lord bring his maid with him? He was obviously on the road all the time, and there was no time to rest in the middle... And the young lady was on the way. The person disappeared and I don’t know where he went. Why did he suddenly appear again?”
"Don't worry about so many things."
There was an old knight who looked very experienced. He shook his head and said, "I don't need to explain to you what I do... In other words, the question you asked is meaningless at all. And do you know the profession of Shadow Guard?"
"what is that?"
"You can understand it just by the name."
The young knight was full of curiosity, and the old knight was happy to answer: "Generally speaking, in order to ensure their own safety, big shots usually bring a few guards and elite soldiers with them whether they go out or fight, even if our lord is so powerful. , and occasionally there will be critical moments... But ordinary guards cannot always be by their side, so the profession of shadow guard appeared like this."
He explained patiently: "Shadow guards have an ability called shadow hiding. They can lurk in someone's shadow and follow the target they need to protect at any time. Of course, they can also be used for assassination, but compared to similar shadows, Assassins, their power is more defensive."
"According to rumors, I heard that Mr. Fan, the old earl's housekeeper, was a shadow guard. If nothing unexpected happens to this young maid, she should be Mr. Fan's descendant or apprentice. When she disappeared, she should have sneaked into the master's room. It must have been in his shadow."
"Maybe..."
"You are so long-winded. What is there to talk about?"
Another knight also joined the topic. This guy said casually: "It doesn't matter what her profession is or what she disappeared from. Since the lord didn't say anything, we don't need to worry about it. Knights shouldn't think about how to kill the enemy." ?"
"Right."
"indeed so."
After a moment of silence, and then nodding in agreement, the knights who were conversing immediately gave up thinking about such meaningless things. They shrugged and said: "It has nothing to do with us anyway, just take care of your own battle."
Miss Shenji naturally wouldn't know that she had become an inexplicable shadow guard in the eyes of others—God knows how they guessed it—but it wasn't a big deal.
Following the rapid footsteps, the three of them had arrived at the central tower.
The snowflakes all over the sky slowly fell. In the cold wind, two [red-base gold-line six-pointed star] flags representing the Scarante family were erected at the entrance. They were blown loudly because all the fighting forces gathered on the city wall. place, so there were no knights guarding the gate of the tower, only a few maids with hurried faces coming in and out.
And a beautiful maid with short silver hair and sapphire-like eyes stood expressionlessly at the door. She saw Brandon walking quickly from a distance with Joshua and Yingying, and she naturally greeted him. He went up and said softly to Brandon: "Sir, Madam is in the bedroom now and is not in a good state... You should go and take a look first."
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
The blond swordsman's eyes were full of worry, but just before he was about to leave, he turned back to the warriors and the group with a trace of apology: "I'm sorry, I am now..."
"No need to say anything more."
Stretching out a hand, Joshua shook his head, stopped the other party's explanation, and said briefly: "Go quickly."
Breathing a sigh of relief, Brandon said to the maid with silver hair and blue eyes: "Miss Ye, please take the two distinguished guests to the reception room. I will be there later."
"Yes."
After hearing the calm-faced maid lady agree, the blond swordsman turned around and started immediately, walking towards the depths of the tower, walking in a hurry and extremely anxious.
“…”
He is really a good man who cares about his wife.
There was no time to continue to sigh, the blue-eyed and silver-haired maid named Ye was already standing in front of Joshua and Ying. She lowered her head, saluted briefly, and then continued to use the same voice without any emotion. Said: "Please follow me, the two of you. The reception room is not far away. It will be there soon... You can wait for the arrival of Madam and Sir there."
"Thank you."
Without saying anything else, the black-haired warrior followed the maid lady as she walked in the tower. After turning two corridors, a spacious room with luxurious and comfortable decoration appeared in front of him.
Beige plush carpets cover the floor, and a warm breath comes from the burning fireplace. There are exquisite portraits hanging on the four walls, and there are a few comfortable-looking seats next to them. In the white Under the chandelier made of crystal and pyroxene, a small potted plant that looks emerald green is placed in the middle of the large table in the center. You can see some green lines undulating on the surface of the potted plant. The light and shade are uncertain and impressive. It is a magical plant.
"If you have any requests, you can tell the maids outside."
Standing at the door of the reception room, Ye did not go in. She narrowed her eyes slightly, as if her mind was not here, but the maid still said dutifully in a respectful tone: "They will try their best to meet the requirements of these two distinguished guests."
"Too polite."
After thinking for a while, Joshua was not really polite. He looked down at his body that had been exposed by the black dragon's chaotic breath attack, and then said directly: "Then please come to me. A suit that fits.”
Ye did not answer, but nodded slightly. Then she turned her head and gave instructions to the maid beside her. Then she turned around and walked towards the spiral staircase leading to the upper floor of the tower.
With a warrior's ear, he could naturally tell that the maid lady, who had seemed very calm and quiet before, was walking in a hurry, even a little hastily, as if she was anxious.
"They are all very loyal."
Sitting on the seat, Joshua said something casually, and then the warrior turned his head to look at Yingying, who had not spoken since the beginning. He also smiled, stretched out his hand to touch his head and praised: "Yingying is also very good. As for Loyalty, you performed really well today. The bones of many monsters are so hard that lances cannot penetrate them, but they are torn apart like tissue paper under your blade... Don't just stand there, sit down."
Speaking of this, the soldier seemed to remember the scene during the fierce battle. His heart was so excited that he couldn't help but start to recall it again.
After hearing her master's praise, Yingying was naturally very happy. The silver-haired girl looked sideways at her master. She expected to see his smile, but she could only find that the black-haired warrior was looking up at the crystal chandelier. He looked at the ceiling of the living room, his eyes were blurred, as if he was recalling something he found very interesting.
I changed my profile to a new one... I don’t know if it’s good or not...
(End of chapter)