Freya fell silent.
She thought about it absent-mindedly for a while, then raised her head to look at him, her light brown eyes as heavy as a pair of brown gems. The girl knight raised her left hand and hesitated before removing the ring on her index finger: "Brando, take this ring. Outside, you need it more than I do."
Brando was startled slightly, he looked at the fireball ring, the bright ruby gleaming in the candlelight.
He looked at Freya again. The latter turned his face slightly and said, "This ring originally belonged to you. I, I... It's just a temporary borrowing. Have you forgotten it?"
At this time, the bartender who had been chatting with him stood up and patted the young man's shoulder, and smiled: "Man, it seems that you are a little troublesome. I will go ahead and talk to you about the legend of that wine glass later. "After speaking, the other party picked up the cup and walked wittily to the other side of the bar to deal with a few drunk mercenaries.
The girl knight with a long ponytail saw this scene, and couldn't help but close her mouth subconsciously, unable to say a word.
Brando shook his head and smiled, but the faint smile on his face could not conceal the warmth in his heart. He looked at Freya, and once again felt the heavy weight of the word partner in his heart. He had only left a message to Freya, but he didn't expect this stubborn girl from the Buche countryside to insist on seeing him after seeing Roman.
Of course he knew that the other party was not just to send a ring, but the concern contained in this move.
Freya was in a state of confusion right now, she squeezed her fist. When she heard the news that Brando and the others were leaving, she had only one thought in her heart—even if she ran out headlessly, as long as she saw everyone—that feeling was like an inseparable adult. The same as for children.
Calm down, only feeling hot on his face.
She has been thinking about such a problem. She wants to go to the Royal Cavalry Academy in Eruin alone and leave everyone, especially Brando. Can she really do what Brando said to her? Have the power to protect little Ferris and everyone.
Freya felt her heart full of hesitation and doubts about the uncertain future, Brando was like a straw in front of her, but when things came, she didn't dare to reach out and hold each other tightly. .
The female knight stared at the corner of Brando's clothes and was startled for a while.
Of course Brando saw through her thoughts, because Freya's thoughts seemed to be written on her face. He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and took the ring. The female knight was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head: "You, have you accepted?"
"Of course, how dare I refuse the ring presented by Lord Valkyrie." Brando smiled. But he knew that Freya would not encounter any danger in the Royal Knights Academy, and he is indeed worth a point if he had more power. If not, he would never accept this ring just to make Freya feel at ease. of.
"The Valkyrie?"
"In my hometown, there is a story about the Valkyrie. The legendary Valkyrie is very heroic. She is on a war horse, holding a swallowtail flag in one hand, and a long sword in the other, leading her people to victory. Guarding her Country." Brando looked at her and smiled, thinking about the story of another Valkyrie.
At the end of Warnd's stormy First Age, the lady on a war horse, dressed in silver armor, looked at each of her subordinates with shining light brown eyes. Brando remembers that the background should be the gloomy sky of Fort McGuire. The broken flag of the Silver Crusade was hanging weakly on the spear-and the female general was riding her love horse-Silver Sand, she was better than many warriors. Short—not much taller than Freya now.
At that time, she still kept the long ponytail that had been stuck in the back of her head since the time of Buche. The brown ponytail hair that made people feel friendly on the battlefield represented a name that she could rely on. Let everyone feel at ease, because that is Freya, the guardian and Valkyrie of Eruin.
At the time, Freya lowered her head to look at each of them, and slowly walked past each of them in her silver jersey.
The sky was raining lightly.
Her only subordinates were more than one hundred academies from the Royal Knights Academy. There were many heirs of great nobles, some of whom even later became their most difficult enemies. But at that time, they were all following behind the female knight, and a piece of white knights wearing white tabards followed her all the way to the eyes of their defeated soldiers.
When frustration, despair and despair shrouded their hearts, each of their players lost their confidence. Eruin is over, this dilapidated country is not an opponent of the mighty Madara at all. They blamed themselves, shook their heads and sighed how they chose to be born in such a country, with no hope, no tomorrow, only the humiliation brought about by failure.
But when these young knights appeared, it was like a pure light, which slowly separated the gloomy clouds in the sky like a sharp sword.
Brando will never forget that scene for the rest of his life—
The first sentence the female general said was this:
"Soldiers, please turn back, join me, let's defeat Madara—"
"Please forgive me for not being able to experience the cold, hunger, fear and pain of yours at this moment, but I can see a deep downfall from you. I feel this kind of downfall. Because at this moment, our motherland , If we fail, we will retreat, and the undead will sweep our homeland. We are losers, no matter how sophisticated."
"We can’t choose all of this. This kind of frustration suffocates us. Can we really only do this step? Soldiers? No, please look back, but we have at least one chance. Let me take you to rehabilitate. Fight once."
"Please trust me."
She put her hand on her chest.
"I will fight side by side with you."
"I am willing to take all responsibility for this."
"Follow me and let me die in front of you. Let me use this promise in exchange for the courage of a man—"
That was the first time that the silver lily shone on the battlefield. The legend of the Valkyrie has since been written in Eruin as a poem that moved countless players. Speaking of the guardian of Eruin, perhaps compared to most NPCs, players have a deeper memory of such a name.
Because she brought them out of their fate of failure, gave them glory, and made the name Eruin a pride. She is their banner and the source of Elu's pride in players. They are willing to fight for her because each of them is willing to fight for their own honor.
Eruin’s battle hymn was composed by an ordinary player who was not well-known on the forum, but it was sung by countless people—
We are proud Eruin people.
Even if you fail, you can't lower your noble head.
Our courage is engraved on our swords.
Our belief is to guard our battle flag.
The blood of Eruin is flowing on the road leading to yearning.
What we are longing for—
One day, the banner of Silver Lily was raised again.
What we are longing for—
It is Eruin’s faith that will never cease.
When we die, the voice of our soul still reverberates.
Reverberating in this land.
It tells-
This is our homeland,
Our beloved land.
Brando lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. When he raised his head again, he saw Freya lowering her head and whispering to him: "How can I do the same thing as the legendary character, Brando, I am a very stupid girl, I just I just want to do my best."
Yes! Your effort is the root of this legend.
The young man looked at each other, and what he admired was such a serious Freya. Even if it is a small thing, this girl from the countryside of Buche will do her best to do her best. Maybe she doesn’t know what kind of potential she has, but one day, gold will come from the mud at the bottom of the river. There was a moving light in the sand.
He smiled: "Just treat it as a dream."
Freya glanced at him, nodded, and asked, "Is it the legend of the Highland Knight?"
Brando nodded.
Freya fell silent, and after a while, she whispered, "Is there anything else you want to tell me, Brando?"
"No more, wait..." Brando hesitated before calling the other party. He thought for a while and asked: "Freya, what do you think of Eruin?" Brando deliberately lowered his voice when he said this. In fact, his gaze has already swept across this bar, watching to see if anyone is paying attention to them.
"Eruin? How is it?" The girl was stunned.
"If you compare the country to a person, Eruin is now like a dying old man who is dying." Brando replied.
Freya was stunned.
For a while, she was no longer the naive female militia captain in the past. After seeing the nasty among the nobles, she was full of worries about the characters in the upper class who controlled the destiny of this country, but she didn't understand what the problem was.
Is it the way it should be
Or something went wrong—
The disturbed girl can only comfort herself. In this world, there is darkness when there is light. Maybe everything will always be okay, this is just a cycle of history. But deep in my heart, I always want to know if it's just my past knowledge of the world that I used to be naive.
But she didn't expect that the first sentence Brando asked her to leave eliminated all comforting thoughts in her mind, leaving only the worst one.
For a time, Freya couldn't say a word.
"Freya, listen to me." Brando hesitated again and again before saying this. He was always worried that he would affect the way this Valkyrie would take in the future. But in the end he made up his mind—because Freya was not only the Valkyrie, it was just a shadow in his heart—she was more, and he was a reliable partner.
He has no real relatives in this world, and Freya has also lost her parents who raised her as an adult. In comparison, both of them need the support of each other more. In fact, since that night in the green village, Brando has understood that he is bound to this Valkyrie, and it is impossible to break it off.
It's like two lonely, weak people moving forward relying on each other in the dark. It is difficult for Brando to imagine these people without Boucher, he can establish a connection with the world without feeling lonely that does not exist all the time. The same is true for Freya at this moment.
"Eruin may no longer be able to return to the peace of the past. Only drastic changes can save this country. Of course, drastic changes may also make it torn apart, but each of our lives in this era, we can only do our best to restore it. I don’t know how many people can see through this. I don’t know how many people understand what I mean, but Freya, do you understand?"
The female knight looked at him blankly, but nodded subconsciously.
"Do you now understand why I want you to go to the Royal Knights Academy?"
"but I… "
"Freya, do your best."
"I don't know if this is true, Brando, but I want to believe you," Freya took a breath, and said nervously, "But I'm a little confused now. I only feel scared, Bu As for everyone in Qi, can we not change all of this?"
"So I also did my best, Freya, I need your help."
The girl looked at him and stopped: "What should I do?"
"If anything happens, just support Her Royal Highness. I heard that Her Royal Highness Princess Griffin of Eruin has a good reputation. If anyone from the Corcovado dynasty can lead this country out of the predicament, We can only trust her." Brando thought for a while and replied: "At the Royal Knights Academy, I believe you will have a chance to meet her."
"Brando, why do you know so much." Freya couldn't help asking: "Are you kidding me?"
"I also think, but when you are a chess player unconsciously, whether you like it or not, you can see the whole picture. You will understand later, Freya." Brando smiled: " Don’t worry too much, we will all meet again. Freya, don’t forget what I said, I will stand behind you—"
The girl knight lowered her head, thought for a moment, and then whispered: "I understand, then I'm leaving."
Freya was as lonely as a migratory bird when she said this. When she turned around, Brando had an impulse to stop the girl from the countryside of Buche. But he endured it in the end, Freya had her own way, and he couldn't be so selfish.
But at this time, the girl stopped again, and she turned her head: "Brando."
"Yep?"
"I... please take care of Roman, she is my best friend."
After saying this, she walked out of the bar without looking back. Brando was the only one left, where she carefully figured out the meaning contained in her last sentence. But the young man just shook his head in the end and picked up the wine glass on the bar.