Before he started speaking, Overwell took out a necklace from his arms. It was a very common brass necklace. A beautiful crystal pendant was hung on a smooth polished chain with a small line written on it: Freya.
He showed the necklace to the girl and said, "This necklace was carried by her, and her name should be derived from it. But it is actually her mother's name, Your Royal Highness."
"Her mother?" The girl held the necklace with her slender hands, her expression unchanged.
"It's Everton's wife, who died in the riot seventeen years ago."
"Then this girl should be the only descendant of Everton, right?"
"Exactly."
"Since Master Asturfwell is here, then this little girl must have successfully escaped, can you say that?" the girl asked.
"It can be said, but the process is a bit weird." The middle-aged man nodded indifferently, but his eyebrows were raised slightly, as if he was thinking of something interesting.
"Oh?" The princess was slightly surprised.
"Actually, it's mainly about the young man."
"So it's back to him again?"
"No, it's just that the young man has been playing some kind of wonderful role throughout the process. It sounds like a light sentence, but in fact, the entire escape journey is full of unpredictability-several times the situation was so critical that even me Some couldn’t get in, even many people couldn’t even imagine that situation, but he still forced him to move back abruptly—"
When Buffwell mentioned this, he couldn't help but sneer: "You can even say that compared to some incompetent people, this young man is probably the only one who let Madara eat a turtle in this battle. ."
"Oh?" The girl's pale silver-gray eyes lit up slightly.
"Especially when he got a good thing in the process," the middle-aged man said here, and couldn't help showing a look of memory: "But what is the specific thing, Mr. Rong will sell it."
"In that case, I'm more interested in hearing about it. Even the young man who is praised by Lord Feverwell is like a person. It's just that time is running out. Please let the adults start."
Only then did Ofwell nodded, took a step back, and continued to tell what happened that night...
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Freya heard Su whistling to this side from the corner of the street. It was crisp and sweet, and it sounded like a nightingale's voice, but it was a warning. She hurriedly turned her head and found that four or five strangers on the street surrounded her, knowing that her previous actions were a bit too big, causing hostility from the other party.
Without thinking about it, she pushed the distant relative of Roman away and rushed into the house. The people behind immediately speeded up to catch up, but Freya had already rushed into the bedroom and closed the door, and then overturned the cabinet and blocked the aisle.
The banging sound immediately sounded, and Freya felt her heart beating out of her chest. She looked at the window on the side-gritted her teeth, and jumped out from there with a bang with her hands on her head guard.
Because of the wooden lattice windows that most ordinary civilians are still using at this time, Elu jumped out, even though it was protected by the wind, but it still hit Freya's arm and forehead with a dull pain. She hit a few from the ground. He got up and found that he had reached the alley behind the street. He raised his head and swept left and right just in time to see Su stumbled into this alley from the other end.
However, the girl's face was pale, as if she had seen a ghost.
"Su!" Freya stood up and shouted halfway, but the delicious half-word was stuck in her throat.
She raised her head and watched the blue light moving towards the center of the sky. At first, the girl didn't realize what it was, she was still there for a while, and then she suddenly reacted-it was an arrow.
The arrow that ignited the fire of the soul, the masterpiece of Madara's skeleton archer. The experience at Buche that night came to her mind, Freya yelled to be careful, and rushed to protect Su under her.
The arrow rain fell down immediately, and countless arrows slammed on the tiles of nearby houses. A thin layer of tiles couldn't stop Madara's special cone-shaped heavy arrows, and the house soon sounded. Screams. Freya felt Su shivering while holding herself on the ground—in fact, she couldn't get better there, her face was pale, she just felt that her heartbeat was about to stop.
Several arrows hit the cyan wind feathers surrounding her body, and bounced outwards. Freya didn't know that the defense of the back half of the wind in the game is the terrible wind feathers with 3 points of all-round protection, and the half of the armor itself is 2 points-and in fact the defense of the full body armor is only 3 points.
So she always thought that she might be going to die in the next second, she closed her eyes tightly in fright, but she still protected the girl below her body motionlessly.
For about a minute, after two waves of arrow rain, the crackling sound around finally became thinner. Su and Freya opened their eyes together with trembling. They glanced at each other, and they felt lingering when they saw the bottom of their eyes.
"Skull... Skeleton... Skeleton, outside." Su said with some uneasy breathing.
Freya was stunned, and then she felt a chill in her heart, knowing that it was Madara's army entering the city. She never suspected that Brando would lie to her, but she didn't expect it to be so fast, and now she understood why he kept asking for time so deliberately.
The future Valkyrie thought of this, and got up, grabbing Su's hand and pulling the other party up: "Su, let's go!"
"Where to go?" Su asked, bewildered.
"Run! Get out of here! Let's leave this place together!" Freya's heart was in a mess. Only at this time did she truly understand how much pressure Brando was under. She thought and thought about it, but she could only think of taking one step as one step and so on. I'll talk about it when I see Brando.
"I want to go back, my father is still in the shop."
"I will go with you."
Su nodded.
Bonoa Market is on the west side of Ridenburg, close to Songhe, while the Red Bronze Dragon Story Club is on the north street between Bonoa Market and Traveler’s Bridge, the distance between them is not far. But when Freya and Su rushed there, because of the blazing fire in the direction of Ximen, people had gathered on the street and outside the bar—
Since this night, there has been a fire in the House of Nobles, and then the guards have been frequently mobilized, which was full of restlessness. So people are already whispering, asking each other what happened.
Some of them thought that the Madara army had already come to the city, and some thought that the nobles in the city were attacking, but they did not expect that the undead army had already entered the city. Freya and Su separated from the crowd and found that the boss of the "Red Bronze Dragon Story Club" and its guests had already ran outside, pointing to the blazing Simon.
As soon as Su saw his father, he plunged over, as if Ruyan throwing Lin, his daughter's behavior caused the bar owner Reto to be slightly taken aback. He patted the girl on the back to calm Su for a while, but the latter stood on tiptoe and said something in his ear. Leto's eyes sank, he first looked at Freya, nodded to her to express his gratitude, and then faced the group of mercenaries around him-Freya noticed that most of these people were his guests before.
Reto clapped his hands and made the people stop and look at him. Some people even ridiculed: "What's the matter, old Leto, is it possible that you have to invite us to drink for this big firework?"
Everyone applauded suddenly.
But the bar owner replied: "It's okay to drink, but not today. Listen well, Madara has entered the city."
He said that when Madara entered the city for the first time, these people hadn't understood it yet, and it took several seconds to react. Then Reto added it again, and the 30-odd people on the scene fell silent.
This is real
Everyone now has such a sentence clearly written on their faces.
"Su told me, she won't lie to me." Reto said frankly.
Freya frowned slightly, and most people would not discuss the news in public, because even she knew it might cause panic. But unless Reto hasn't considered this issue, or he has his plans, the possibility that the Valkyrie in the future will see the latter may be much greater.
It took about a while to digest the news, and then someone asked with some difficulty: "What should we do?"
It seems that everyone present is giving priority to such an issue, rather than turning around or yelling as soon as they hear the news. Freya carefully watched these people's reflections, and suddenly realized that the relationship between this bar and its regular customers might not be as simple as it seems.
"Kill out."
"Everyone kill it together." Someone suggested.
"How can you kill it?" someone asked again.
Since Madara started the attack from the west gate, in the eyes of ordinary people, the farthest east gate should be the safest place. But mercenaries are people who come out of the battlefield. Most of them have some basic tactical qualities. Elu pays attention to siege on three sides because of siege, but the key factor depends on whether it is a surprise attack or a siege.
And Madara's tactical purpose is also very important. Are the undead to kill, seize the city, pillage, or have further targets
This is also a major difficulty in the battle between Bright World and Madara, because it is difficult for the living to judge what the dead want to do and what tactical attempts they have.
For a while, the opinions were different, but no one could come up with a way to convince the public. Freya waited anxiously for a while, raising and raising her sword-holding hand, and finally inserted a word recklessly: "I, I think I know someone who can take you out of the city—"
Her words made the people present calm down and cast their eyes on her. Someone recognized her, still whistling: "Isn't this the little girl just now?"
Freya blushed in full view. She didn't expect that she would say so. She couldn't help thinking that it was Daibrando making the decision-would Brando blame her? She suddenly found that she was afraid of this, but she calmed down and thought about it-from Brando's perspective, he was always seeking help, and in this case, all she had to do was to gather these people into a useful force.
But how can we bring these people together
When things are coming, the future Valkyrie has some hesitations-can she do it well? As a militia captain in a district, try to find a way to command these experienced mercenaries who are born and die on the battlefield.
But Freya calmed down quickly, at best, just give it a try. Thinking about this, the girl grasped her sword tightly and held it to her chest nervously.
In this way, she was the reservedness of some girls. Others had to turn their eyes to Reto. The latter introduced: "It was this lady who saved my daughter before."
"Then miss, how can we trust you?" So someone asked later.
coming. Freya took a breath: "Of course you can trust me, do you know why the guards before arrested me and my partner?"
"why?"
"Because we are Buche's militia, there was already invaded by Madara two days ago. Our companions and I escaped from Madara's claws, just to report to Ridenburg, but the nobles’ The reaction disappointed us—"
She paused: "Presumably you don't expect those people to save you, do you?"
"Of course, those maggots."
"Maggot. Good description, a toast."
"Cheers." The crowd responded.
"You mean, do you have a way to get around Madara's attention?" Reto glanced at her and asked.
Freya nodded.
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