Sophie felt she had a long dream. In a quiet and dark environment, everything in the dream looked strange. However, there is only a black moon, and a tall tower standing quietly in the middle of a pitch-black lake has been running through this dream.
Does the moon symbolize anything, and what does the tower symbolize? Or is it just a nightmare
Sophie didn’t know, just like he didn’t know when she would wake up, and this state continued until he heard a conversation in a daze—
"Freya."
"Briden, are you in touch?"
This is a girl’s voice, bright and clear—
"No, there is a group of monsters guarding the avenue. We can't find where Uncle Madden has gone, and this guy..."
The second voice was still a child, and the source of the voice turned to him. Sophie's heart jumped slightly, as if she could feel a look on her. This gaze was like a bond connecting the world, causing his body to gradually sink, and the young man would react in the next moment—it was gravity.
Sophie has finally confirmed now that he can feel his body, even though he still doesn't let her behave up and down.
His breathing couldn't help but have some disturbances, is he dead
"He is the wounded, take care of him." The girl's voice replied.
The wounded
Is this talking about him
Yes, he was seriously injured. His thinking became clear, everything that happened before appeared in his mind one by one like an early movie, from the moment he was reborn through the body of the young man named Brando—Sophie never thought about herself One day I can spare my life to do something, it doesn't seem like a decision that an otaku should have.
But he succeeded after all, and Martha is on-
"Freya, he is awake," the kid said suddenly.
"what?"
"I saw his eyelids move."
"Impossible, he was badly injured, Mammy said... eh!"
Serious injury
Indeed, Brando was already seriously injured, and later he was hit by three swords when he turned on his death-hardness ability. He remembered clearly that every record on the lower abdomen and right chest was a genuine piercing injury.
Sophie became active in her heart, and her heart moved, and the voices around her suddenly became clear. The panicked yelling, the crackling when burning, the sound of metal collisions and footsteps gathered together to cover the previous conversation. The surrounding temperature gradually increased. At first he felt a warm heat licking his face, but after a while, the temperature gradually became hot.
hot.
He blinked and opened his eyelids strenuously—the first thing that caught his eye was a surprised girl's face.
The girl who should be called Freya, Sophie’s first impression of her was completely in line with his imagination of the owner of the bright and clear voice: light brown hair, bright big eyes, and long hair concisely. Bundled into a long ponytail, it set off the heroic face. She buried her head and was looking at him, while Sophie was looking at her at the same time. She was wearing a close-fitting gray and white leather armor with a thick cotton shirt inside, and an armband on her left shoulder—a beautiful black pine leaf painted with earthen paint on it.
Butcher's militia.
He also noticed the saber in the girl's hand, the medieval Western European long sword, and there was a flame emblem on the iron plate of the sword guard.
The mark of the Temple of Flame.
He moved his gaze to see the blood-stained bandage on the other side's shoulder and left chest.
Have you ever experienced a battle
Every detail can't escape Sophie's eyes—
…
When he woke up, the surroundings fell silent.
"What is this place?"
"Where's Roman...cough!" Sophie felt her throat fell into a soldering iron, burning and dry. The slight pain in his chest gradually spread throughout his body, and he couldn't help but cough slightly.
But the forest was faint and quiet, and the only response to him was the sound of wind coming from the Yusong Mountains. However, the sound of the wind passing through the thick black needles of the Golan has become subtle and soft, rustling, like a small river flowing in the ears.
No one answered.
"He woke up."
"I can't believe it, that kind of injury can survive."
"It's a flashback..."
However, the whispers around him reached his ears. Sophie has some doubts, what is the situation, these people should be Buche's militia? Was he rescued by the other party
What about the merchant lady
Has the plan succeeded, did Captain Madden understand what he meant
He couldn't help turning his head. The first thing that caught his eyes was a bright bonfire. The light of the fire was jumping in his field of vision. Sparks rose up along the black pine and disappeared into the night sky.
"Are you awake?" The girl finally reacted and hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, don't move, this is Buche, do you remember?"
"Buche... Buche." Sophie repeated the place name.
"Can you tell me what happened?" He sighed, and logically said that he was too dead to die, whether it was a game or a real experience.
The only possibility is unless Miss Roman really finds the life potion.
"Little Phoenix and Markmi found you in the forest not far away." Freya looked at him curiously. Although this young man named Brando has been in their village for almost a year, in fact the other party and the village There are not too many other young people here.
He always stayed alone in his gloomy room, and only occasionally accompanied Roman to the nearby town.
Even fools in the surrounding area know that this young man is interested in the girl dreaming of a businessman, except for the latter of course.
Freya couldn't help but glance at the other person again when she thought of this, always with a trace of suspicion.
"You?" Sophie asked back.
"You and Roman, really doubt how you escaped." The girl couldn't help sighing.
"What's up with her?"
"She's fine, don't worry, it's 10,000 times better than you. You should pay more attention to your own situation," Freya stroked her forehead and asked softly: "But she always clamors to go to the village, you Do you know what this is all about?"
Sophie was startled.
In other words, he hasn't used the life potion, what about his own injury? It was like an instinctive reaction. He subconsciously opened his attribute interface, and the dark green data flowed on his retina. In the column of character status, he was stunned to see this line of small characters:
Life (near death, weakness): 10% (in a bandaged state, restore 1 point of life per day)
impossible! Sophie's first reaction was that she was dreaming. No one knew her state better than himself. She was fatally wounded and hemorrhages. No matter from which state, she should die too much.
How could there be 10% of life
Sophie shook her head, trying to make her mind clearer, but she saw the girl nervously on one side: "Don't move, you are hurt very badly..."
"Relax." He waved his hand subconsciously.
Sophie knows his own affairs. Although there are some doubts, his current condition is neither blood loss nor other abnormalities. Although he is still in a weak and dying state-but he understands that this is not anxious and can only rely on Slowly recuperate.
Because the injury is in a stable state, at least there will be no life-threatening.
And this is where he is most puzzled, how did this injury stabilize automatically? Unyielding talent can not have this ability!
"You!" Freya couldn't help widening her eyes, she had never seen such a desperate thing.
At first everyone thought this guy was dead, but he didn't expect him to wake up. This alone should be thankful to Master Martha for his favor, right
The problem is that this hateful guy is still indifferent, and his life has to be cherished.
"You lie down for me!" The girl couldn't help but took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and ordered.
Sophie was taken aback, couldn't help but glance at each other. What's wrong with this woman
"You, you have also received militia training, right? My name is Freya, the captain of the third detachment of the Buchi militia. Now I ask you to listen to my orders for the time being." Freya blushed and realized her gaffe :"no problem?"
"Are you Freya?" Sophie was startled, and blurted out subconsciously: "Freya Alicia, born in the year of Shuhua, whose father is the Great Knight Everton?"
"Eh, what?" The girl was taken aback by a series of questions: "No, no, my father is just a carpenter in the town..."
There was a burst of laughter all around.
"Freya, this kid is very good at getting in touch with each other."
"You have to be careful, big sister."
"Let's just say a few words that no one takes you as dumb, Markmi, Ike!" Freya turned her head angrily, and glared at the young people over there.
Sophie is also taking this opportunity to turn her head to look at these people-this militia unit has seven or eight people, which is in line with Eruin's organization, but the captain is turned out to be a woman, and there is also a hairy kid...
He looked at the tall and short'women and children' around him, and felt a little emotional for a while. It seemed that it was only a special case, but in fact, it was reflected from the side that Eruin had been weakened after years of war.
Next, the seemingly glamorous ZTE will squeeze out the last bit of vitality in this country.
Sophie couldn't help sighing.
He witnessed this history from beginning to end, but he did not expect to experience it again in this life. But he might be able to change something, he looked at the girl next to him with some wonder-
That's right, Freya Alicia. The last general of Eruin, a figure later known as the Valkyrie of the Kingdom. She is the daughter of Everton, the "Scepter of Fire". She was lost in the countryside in her early years. She was recognized by the Princess Regent before becoming one of the top new stars in this country.
Unexpectedly, she also experienced this war—
Unfortunately, now is not the time to let the other party take the initiative. Sophie understands that she must be responsible for her own safety, and of course for the lives of these young people.
"What are you looking at?" Freya turned her head and was taken aback when she met the young man's gaze.
The gaze was neither admiration nor admiration, as if treating her as a very strange animal. By the way, it was visiting.
But there are no visitors, they are not animals.
"You haven't seen a dead person yet, have you?" Sophie asked suddenly.
"what?"
"I mean, are you afraid to see people die?"
"No, I'm just..." The girl was startled, her words lost for a while.
"Then my injury has nothing to do with you, can I sit up?" Sophie asked seriously.
"No, no."
"why?"
Freya was speechless, she was indeed scared. She was afraid to see someone die in front of her, no matter it was anyone—compared to the future Valkyrie, who would be aloft and shrouded in countless auras, now Freya was nothing more than a simple country girl.
I have never experienced the cruelty of war, but I am still looking forward to the good side of the world.
Sophie smiled slightly. He has never seen a dead person, but if he counts his experience in the "Amber Sword", he would be more than twice the current Freya.
He has at least experienced the pain of loss.
The longing for the people and things of the past is tossed and turned in the memory, making people torment and hesitate. It is this kind of feeling that makes people mature and know how to cherish.
But it also planted hatred.
"So, I'm just a little girl. What is the power to make me obey you, Miss Freya?"
"you you-"
Sophie knew that it would not be good for him to stay entangled on this topic. He glanced at the bandage on his chest again, and immediately changed the topic: "You beat the bandage on my body?"
"It was the eldest sister who beat him. We only have her who can give first aid here." The little boy next to him rushed to answer. He looked at the young man curiously, and it seemed that the other party was really experienced.
The Braggs militia is different from their small places.
"Just barely stop the bleeding, don't want to move around, I don't want to fight for you again." Freya immediately reminded.
In addition to hemostasis, the healing effect of the bandage can only have one effect, which Sophie certainly knows.
But this time he replied politely: "Thank you, although the craftsmanship is a bit better—"
"..."
Martha is on, Freya took a deep breath. At this moment, she almost had the urge to choke this grinning guy to death. What exactly did he want to do!