Going north through Fort Courke, the capital of the Golan-Elsen province, enters its intersection with Lantoniland and Vieiro. Since the year of revelation, it has been established for Earl Hardinge, a shallow water town for centuries. It has been quietly located on the west bank of Lake Valenden.
The coniferous forest of Golan-Elson that stretches northward presents a completely different scene here. There are large tracts of cedar in the woodland. Although it is late summer, the canopy of the horses is still trickling when they cross the forest avenue. The frost is coming down.
The closer to Shallow Water Town, the more obvious signs of the so-called'late spring' in the northern Vieiro area. The hot and raging summer cannot be found here, but the signs of the recovery of everything are delayed in this area.
The air in the forest is still wrapped in the coldness of the end of winter, and the sky is so gray that it makes the chest stuffy, as if the mountain god Gist, who controls the sky, is stirring a layer of lime on the clouds; Brando sits Looking up on horseback, the forest is bald, the thin branches between the trunks are like dense spider webs stretching out to the sky, and the buds that are emitted in the new year are covered with a thin layer of fluff. The few dead leaves that were left hang quietly under these young buds, looking from a distance like dry pupae swaying slightly in the cold wind.
But this is not the month of recovery, but the scene of the scorching August in the deep summer.
Such a spectacle made everyone in the team amazed. The time is obviously the moon of fire, but this place looks like the turn of winter and spring. Feralas rode a horse at the forefront of the team, sighing with exclamation: "Is this scenery caused by the so-called frost-stained forest?"
His loud voice echoed repeatedly in the forest, startling a gray deer in the forest, which made the guides in front of him very unhappy. According to legend, it is unlucky to irritate those holy spirits who like quiet in the forest. These noble children are so ignorant and reckless.
However, these local hunters weren't able to reason with the nobles for such a thing, so they were barely able to get along with each other along the way.
For Feralas, this lucky knight from the Cruz empire has finally gotten rid of his status as a prisoner. Ten days of prison life can be regarded as boring. However, he didn't care about his previous experience, just treated it as a misunderstanding. This open-minded character won him the favor of everyone, because he was treated as a guest after he was released from the cage.
But the other Miss Delphine was more stubborn, although she was not able to be imprisoned in the end—under Freya’s persuasion, or out of consideration of preventing him from making enemies on all sides, Antitina secretly The prime minister's daughter was locked in the upper black cells and separated from the other prisoners.
A week after that, she was taken away by Veronica, but before leaving, the lady did not feel regret at all, and she yelled at Brando.
For such a stubborn lunatic, Brando really has nothing to say, and can only leave it to Veronica to deal with it. If the legion lady is smart enough, he thinks that she should be sent back to the country as soon as possible.
Feralas looked around, and suddenly tightened his horse's rein to stop. He turned around and asked, "Earl, how far is it from the frost-stained forest?"
Laurena frowned, before Brando replied: "It's still far, I checked the map. At least there is still a week to travel."
"So far!" Feralas said in surprise: "According to our itinerary, this is almost the distance from the flower leaf to the clover field. It is equivalent to saying that the mutation in the four-leaf clover forest can affect Faina. That guy?"
He first made a suffocated analogy, and then sighed: "At this distance, the climate can be changed. In the center of the frost-stained forest, doesn't even the trees freeze into ice crystals—?"
"Almost." Brando replied. Although he had only been to the Frost Forest once, he was still impressed with it. In addition, I later read a lot of related strategies, so I can barely say that I know it well.
Although the name of the frost-stained forest labyrinth carries a forest, it is actually a glacier, or an ice cave. Those cold monsters were more than what he later saw in St. Osor and Faenzan.
"It's terrible," Feralas couldn't help shivering. "Are we going to plunge into the icy and snowy forest over there? Why don't we buy some warm clothes along the way?"
"Already, Mr. Feralas." Medissa followed Brando on a unicorn and replied with a smile. She also glanced at the only carriage in the center of the team, which was full of supplies.
After the little prince was dispatched to the truck and ran forward, he worked with the hired local coachmen to keep the carriage running smoothly on the potholes. Everyone listened to him draping the four horses there with a crisp voice. The thick-haired short, heavy-bearing horse sighed and short, but the four beasts ignored him, only the eight eyes looked at him with a look of contempt.
This scene really made everyone couldn't help being a little funny and sympathetic.
But fortunately, Haruze had already gotten used to it. He raised his head and wiped a sweat, his face flushed, and he was wearing a brand-new leather armor with a long sword behind him. He looked like a young knight who served as an attendant to a great nobleman's house. There was also the image of a little prince who had previously been dressed in brocade.
"Oh, I remember." Feralas suddenly nodded to himself.
"Filas." Brando turned around at this time and asked, "Have you been hunting in the winter in your hometown? I heard that the Barano area is the most well-developed area in the empire, Pesa and Freer is a major commercial town. There are very few such forests in the area under your father's rule, right?"
"Master Earl is really knowledgeable." When he heard someone mentioning things about his hometown, Felaston gave the Earl Tonigel a good impression—not to mention that Brando was right, and he was obviously about geography and humanities. Very understanding look. He immediately opened the chatterbox: "That's the case, but it's not that I haven't participated in winter hunting. Several times my father and I were invited to Huayeling, where I participated in the winter hunting held by Duke Huaye. After all, winter hunting is for the nobles. It’s a very important event, both a tradition and an important social event. It’s where I met Laurenna—"
"That's it." Brando saw that the female knight on the side blushed, knowing that what Feralas had said was true. He also sighed in his heart. It turned out to be a childhood sweetheart. No wonder Feralas was able to defeat many challengers and win the beauties. In addition, this guy's character is really not bad, and he barely has some personal charm, at least compared to the noble heirs, so it is no wonder Laurena would choose him.
He nodded on horseback, as if pretending to speak unintentionally: "In fact, Mr. Feralas can treat our action as a hunt, but our opponent is more dangerous."
"Really?" Feralas seemed to be energetic: "The Lord Earl said that, I seem to be a little eager to try."
"That's good," Brando smiled slightly, and Shire knew that some people were going to fall into the pit when he saw his lord's smile. He couldn't help but glanced at the young man with sympathy: "There is one next. Relentlessly, if Mr. Feralas doesn't dislike it, I will leave the task of cleaning the battlefield and sorting out the spoils to you."
"Huh?" Feralas showed a look of overjoyed joy. In the etiquette of the nobles, only the most distinguished guests have the right to be the first to contact and distribute prey. He never dreamed that the legendary lord could respect him so much—it’s probably impossible to say that the other party cared about his identity, because just half a month ago, Brando ruthlessly took him with him. The imperial prime minister’s daughter was imprisoned, and it was obvious that the name of the Cruz Empire was simply worthless in the eyes of the Lord Earl. But it was precisely because of this contrast that he felt a little flattered and replied: "Since the lord is showing love, it is better to be respectful than to follow his fate."
The young man was obviously praised by Brando for a while, and he didn't even know his title.
Laurenna looked at her fiancé and couldn't help but shook her head, then raised her head and said to Brando, "Thank you very much for your importance, Lord Earl."
"It's ok."
Brando responded politely on the surface, and the expression on his face was light. In fact, his heart is almost laughing. He didn’t bring this couple to rendezvous with Veronica. In the final analysis, he took the luck of each other like Martha’s son, the best in the history of Cruz. Compared to Mr. Lucky Knight, Fro's red hand is not a big deal—not to mention that the sister of the wild elf doesn't seem to be willing to help him do this now.
He can almost imagine the days when his financial resources will be abundant in the future. Had it not been for Feralas to be the eldest son of the Prince of the Cruz Empire, he would have to be tempted to detain him permanently.
Of course he may not have this thought now.
With the previous dialogue between Brando and Feralas, the atmosphere in the team suddenly became harmonious, and the conversation gradually became a lot more casual. However, Brando still noticed one exception. He turned his head back-the convoy made clanking noises when traveling on the avenue, and the shadows were lingering. After noon, the afternoon sun through the branches dyed the entire woodland into a dreamy color. But among the people, Freya rode a horse alone at the extreme edge of the team, as if an independent world, she lowered her head, holding the slate in her hand and looked at it over and over.
It was a stone slab stained with weather and frost, and its brown-yellow surface was covered with coarse grains, a bit similar to the weathered granite on the Karamasu Plain. A mysterious symbol was painted on the front and back of the stone slab with white paint. The paint itself looks like lime that is very easy to fade, but wiping it with your hands proves the opposite. In addition to this, Freya has also been I didn't see any abnormalities from the above.
She didn't know why Brando gave this stone slab to her, and what else she said that this is what belongs to her. One day she will discover inexplicable things like the secret on it. But these days, the slate is still a slate, and there is no change. The girl couldn't help frowning slightly, but she had never doubted whether this was another prank by Brando—he seemed to always like to make jokes on himself.
But the young girl from the countryside of Buche hesitated and was not willing to throw away the slate in the end. What if it is true? This was something Brando personally gave her, and for this reason he ran so far away—the two of them.
Because of this, she was holding the stone a little embarrassingly, and she couldn't help but wonder for a while. Didn't even notice someone approaching her. Brando gently touched the elbow of the future Valkyrie from the side, "Freya?"
"Huh?" The familiar voice caused the girl to turn around and asked in shock: "Bo, Brando, what's the matter?"
Brando frowned and looked at the future Valkyrie. Of course, her flustered attitude could not hide from anyone, "What are you thinking?"
"I... I'm just finding out the secret of this stone, Brando, what on earth is this?" Freya's face blushed slightly, and of course she was ashamed to say that she had wanted to crook it before. But fortunately, the country girl was still a little eager, hurriedly holding up the slate in her hand, and asked suspiciously.
Brando glanced at the slate in her hand. This slate was called a key in some occasions, but it was actually just an imitation of the war slab-most of these slabs were passed down to the Miner people or more ancient prehistoric civilizations. It is used to record the information of the real war slab.
But there are also some ancient secrets. Some are information about the history, humanities and wars before the Battle of the Saints. Players unearthed many fragments of this kind of slabs, those about the background of the figure gate, the dragon of darkness, and the battle of the Saints. A large part of the record was deciphered by the player through such text.
It's just that the one he gave to Freya is extraordinarily different—
In the game, this slate has a deep relationship with Freya.
In that turbulent history-Valkyrie, this title that represents the recognition and praise of Freya's strength is not the honorary title given to this Valkyrie by the players of Eruin, nor is it even a self-appointed kingdom. The title, and from Cruz to Saint Ossor, even in Madara—even her enemies gave her this title.
This is of course not just because of personal charm. And most of the factors are due to Freya's mark of the Valkyrie.
The imprint on her forehead that looked like a holy flame would appear whenever the Valkyrie was in a critical moment or when she tried her best, and was accompanied by huge wings of light. In this state, the power of the Valkyrie tends to show a geometric increase.
It is said that this sign first appeared in a fight at the Royal Knights Academy-this is also one of the main reasons why he insisted on letting Freya go to the Royal Knights Academy. After that, the frequency of the Valkyrie's mark appeared more and more, and in the battles of thousands or even tens of thousands, it was obviously impossible to conceal this secret.
In the original history, Freya first broke out of this power and was announced by the player in the first battle against the north. After that, the title of Valkyrie went with her, but besides that, more players began to look for the secrets hidden in it.
And the one who finally deciphered this secret was the player who discovered this slab. Brando can't even remember the player's ID, but he clearly remembers the whole incident.
That should be shortly after the Second Black Rose War. More and more replicas of the war slabs were found from all over the world. Players began to decipher the content on the slabs spontaneously. At the same time, the history of the War of the Saints became more and more. Coming more and more clearly appeared in front of everyone.
But from this stone slab that was discovered from Tonigel, the player who found it deciphered a completely different record. It is neither about the history of the age of the War of the Saints, nor does it describe a certain war or a certain mythology, but repeatedly mentions the existence of the Valkyrie Seal.
And at the end of the slate, there is also a vague mention of the method of activating the bloodline of the Valkyrie.
The player who discovered this slate initially thought it was a quest item for obtaining advanced bloodlines, but after he tried various methods and still couldn’t get the next quest content, he finally thought of the girl of Eruin. Valkyrie. So he posted his experience and the content of this slate to the forum. Not long after that, the slate was bought at a high price by others, and then moved to Freya's hands.
Brando remembered that it should be the Silver Year of the First Age. Not long after that, the Valkyrie of Eruin mastered the ability to freely enter the state of Valkyrie.
Until she died in battle—
But seriously, Brando himself doesn't know how to use this slate. He only learned the original location of this slab and some experiences after it based on the information circulating on the Internet.
But at least he was convinced that this was the thing, and it would definitely have an effect on Freya. He thought for a moment and asked, "Do you believe me, Freya?"
"I... Of course I believe you, Brando." Freya was taken aback, and then she seemed to understand Brando's meaning; she looked at the slate in her hand and nodded helplessly: "I understand, I I will put it away properly."
"You don't have to think too much, maybe at some point, you will naturally discover its secrets." Brando grabbed the reins and kept pace with the Valkyrie, but he could only comfort Freya's troubles. .
"Brando... you talk more and more like Roman's aunt."
"You can just say that I'm more and more like a stick, I can accept it." Brando replied helplessly.
Freya glanced at him when he heard the words, and smiled at him slightly, "But it's nice, you haven't changed at all from then. Sometimes I'm so afraid that you become a nobleman and you are no longer the Brando." This A young girl from the Buche countryside turned her head and said quietly.
"I haven't changed, but you have changed," Brando nodded. "Become more mature."
"Wh...Where is it?" The Valkyrie blushed slightly.
"Before you couldn't say such a thing, you would probably say, Brando, why have you become weird!"
"Brando... you, you are too much..."
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