At that moment, time seemed to freeze.
The young Viscount was sweating, and he almost exhausted all his energy before squeezing out a word: "What do you... want to do?"
The Emerald Knight pointed to the strip of parcel behind him—he meant it very clearly, the sword on your body.
"You asked me to bring this sword out—" Tester took a breath, and he gasped heavily, "What the hell do you want to do."
When he said the last sentence, the young viscount was almost roaring!
Tester has never been teased like this since he was a child. He feels that he is now humiliated as a little girl being played with. He feels that instead of playing a riddle with this monster, he might as well be killed by the other party with a sword. happy.
But when he saw the cavalry captain who was turned into a stone statue not far away, Tester subconsciously fought a cold war.
The Emerald Knight's face was expressionless—of course there was no expression on its cold mask—he pointed to the long package behind Tester, and then pressed his chest.
The young Viscount saw what the other party meant, and the other party asked him to hand over the sword to him.
But what is this kidding
If he handed over the sword, then how could he explain it to other councillors and veterans in the One Meeting of All Things? It was hard for him to win the attention of the high-level inside the All Things One Club because of this task, otherwise the opponent would not send a whole team of elite cavalry to protect him.
But now he not only lost these cavalry, but he might also lose this important thing. This has to be investigated, no matter what his identity is in the unity of all things, he may not be able to eat.
Although he is the Son, but the Son is not the only one.
Tester panted heavily. He looked at the emerald knight viciously with red eyes, as if he wanted to see some looseness in the opponent's face; unfortunately, as mentioned earlier, he couldn't see it on the cold helmet. What kind of expression—
The young Viscount thought for a while, and the heavens were fighting in his heart. He had no doubt that if he refused, the other party would immediately turn himself into a stone statue.
Although he didn't understand why the emerald knight let him go twice, he had no reason to leave him alone. The other party could kill him and take away the Lionheart Sword—but the other party did not do that, but Give him a choice.
Is it just for fun
But this is clearly unrealistic.
Test thought of this, he glanced at each other in doubt, and finally made a difficult decision after hesitating again and again. The young man stretched out a hand behind his back, untied the long strip of parcel, and threw it to the opponent.
"Why didn't you kill me?" At the same time, he asked.
The Emerald Knight bent down and picked up the Lionheart Sword from the ground, as if he was not worried that Tester would attack him—or he was not afraid of attacking him at all—such an attitude made the young viscount take a deep breath, but still pressed it down. The desire to take the opportunity to shoot.
The incredible strength displayed by this monster made him unable to resist at all. Of course, he hadn't resisted, but the result was a disastrous defeat, which he had experienced once on the island of the lake.
Then the Emerald Knight raised his head and glanced at Tester.
"You are not willing to fate, but are willing to bow to the other side?" the Emerald Knight asked.
This is the first time Tester has heard this knight of the lake speak, and his voice hums under his helmet, so that he can't hear men, women or children.
"Which party?" Teste frowned, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed through the dark green fire in his eyes.
The young Viscount also gave it up. Anyway, the big deal is to die here—he doesn’t even think about the punishment of all things in one place—he handed over the sword here, just trying to figure out why this monster has been having trouble with him. .
"It is full of rebellion against the world, which is understandable, but because of this, it is ignorant to be used by others -" the Emerald Knight replied.
"You mean everything will come together?" Teste asked, "I'm just using them."
"Weak—" The jade knight picked up the sword and turned and walked towards the river, dropping such a word. Test still watched the weird knight walk up to the stone bridge step by step, and then threw the lion heart sword in his hand into the icy water.
At that moment he almost thought the other party was crazy, but immediately he calmed down again.
What does it have to do with him if he is crazy or not
But the last words of the knight of the lake echoed repeatedly in his mind—weakness? Test felt that he was indeed weak, but he suddenly smiled bitterly, and he couldn't help thinking about how he should deal with the punishment of the unity of everything.
He raised his head again to see the culprit who caused his trouble.
But the emerald knight was long gone.
…
For a girl like Freya from the countryside of Buche, the days in the Royal Knights Academy seem to be faster than other places. The dead leaves on the trees seem to have been dyed golden red yesterday, but in a blink of an eye It's already bald.
This is the rest time between training. The future Valkyrie sits alone on the stone steps in a daze.
The girl put her chin on the hilt, embraced the long sword in her hands, and stared at the blue and black mountain shadow outside the academy in a daze. When she saw the bare shadows of the trees, she realized that winter was coming—nearly half a year had passed since she came here!
The girl thought in a daze.
For the life here from the very beginning to get used to slowly, the change in her mentality made her almost ignore all the changes around her. The summer leaves are luxuriant, the autumn leaves are red, and the winter leaves are withered. One year has passed.
But her daily life has become as boring as an ascetic monk. In order to become stronger, she almost turned away all activities. Every day in the cycle of training-rest-training-rest, this future Valkyrie almost desperately wants to achieve her goal-
She felt that she couldn't even say whether it was for everyone in Buche or just because of the young man's expectations of her. But every time he thinks of Brando's gentle and caring gaze, Freya can't help but jump in her heart, as if she can't breathe.
Sometimes she felt that it was too embarrassing to make herself so, but she couldn't get rid of the shadow of the other party.
"Brando, Brando..."
She chanted the name unconsciously, without noticing that a person had come to her. Then the future Valkyrie lady was shocked and raised her head-she saw the black-haired shawl female knight standing in front of her with a serious look on her sword-her face turned red.
Freya stood up a little at a loss, not knowing where to put her hands for a while.
"What's the matter?" Nimesses tilted her head and looked at her.
"No... nothing..." Freya lowered her head and replied in a daze. She didn't think she would believe this.
But the stern female knight didn't blame her as usual this time, and asked her why she was not alert at all.
She walked over, put her hand against her forehead without saying a word, her palms were cold-this affectionate movement made Freya stiff, scared the future Valkyrie almost turned around and fled-but she saw Niu Meixis' dark, concerned eyes were stunned.
"Homesick?" Nimesis put down her hand, there was no expression on her face, but asked in a low tone.
"No..." Freya shook her head, but nodded suddenly. She thought that if she didn't follow the other party's words, she couldn't explain what she was doing there before.
"Freya, you're such an idiot—" She scolded herself secretly in her heart: "You can't tell a lie. It's obvious that the guy who lied can keep his face and heart beat!"
Nimesis saw the young lady start to wander in front of her again, and sighed, guessing in her heart what the other party was thinking. But she didn't ask much, but put her hand under the shawl and took out a letter:
"His letter."
"Brando's letter?" Freya was taken aback, and then blurted out. But she immediately realized that it was wrong, and subconsciously covered her mouth-it was a little bit trying to cover up.
A smile flashed across Nimesis' expressionless face. This was the first time Freya saw her smile: "So it's Brando, lucky guy—"
"Fortunately...what lucky..." Freya lowered her head, feeling that the roots of her ears were about to burn. She used a voice that was so thin that she could hardly hear her, but she hurriedly took the letter over. The deputy looked cautious.
At this time, the two heard the sound of a rustling wagon wheel, and a sudden sound came from the road outside the college, but at this time, few people came back from the outside. Both people were attracted by the sound and turned their heads in unison.
They immediately saw a white carriage, breaking through the morning fog like a ghost, slowly driving into the academy. Then it slowly passed by the two of them and entered the depths of the academy-that direction was where Freya knew it was the residence of the princess, guarded by the royal knights, and ordinary people could not enter.
"That's..." she asked in a low voice.
Nimesis saw the shield-shaped article on the carriage, and the violet on it was so eye-catching, she looked at it for a while, then turned her head back: "The man from Lantonilan is another lucky guy."
The female knight's tone was a bit bad.
"What?" Freya was startled.
"It's nothing," Nimesis shook her head, her long beautiful black hair has always made Freya envious: "You can concentrate on your own affairs, Freya, you are making rapid progress, don't be discouraged— "
"Thanks... Thank you."
The female knight paused for a while, and then remembered something: "By the way, has that guy come to you again afterwards?"
Freya was taken aback, and then she realized that the other party was talking about the second son of Earl Bakerberg. She had cut off contact with the other party since Nimesis reminded her, but she did not expect the other party to gather a group of people. Trouble finding her.
As a result, it was later unknown why the female knight knew about it. She personally came forward to teach those people a lesson, and the second son of Earl Bakerberg was even almost expelled from the academy for this.
But this matter didn't stop later. Although Freya was a little ignorant, she probably knew that this was the result of a compromise. But she was already very grateful. In comparison, she was just a civilian.
But what is the reason for mentioning it now
She raised her head and looked at Nimesis puzzledly.