When the demigod Robert finally found the main force, he saw Sidlifa leading the Normans to evacuate.
"Mikael, Christon, the two of you are responsible for the follow-up reconnaissance. If you encounter any roundabout attacks, don't try to hold on. Just delay after sending a signal. I will bring people to support you in time." Sidlifa commanded.
The two senior Norman knights responded without hesitation and immediately fell behind with their weapons, deliberately keeping a certain distance from the rear of the troops.
"Carl, Simon, you two will be responsible for reconnaissance in advance to ensure that there are no traps or ambushes ahead of the team. If you find anything wrong, retreat immediately and give warning." Sidlifa issued the order again.
The two Norman knights immediately sped up and broke away from the team, running forward.
“Sir Felix.” Sidlifa looked at the Huskar guard who possessed the Law of Frost, the only one with intact combat power in the team, and said, “Please stay in the center of the team. If there is any movement in the front or back, I will lead people to support the battle, and you will command the rest of the people.”
"Okay." Felix nodded calmly.
Demigod Robert who was watching all this from a distance:
He first widened his eyes in disbelief, and then a huge amount of anger surged from his chest.
When did a traitor appear in my team? I haven't fallen yet! You, Huskar, are already taking over my military legacy
Robert landed in front of the team with a gloomy look on his face, which immediately shocked the Norman knights so much that they stood there in a daze, and then they exclaimed in surprise.
"It's the leader!"
"The leader is back!"
"The leader is not dead!"
After glaring fiercely at the barbarian who shouted "The leader is not dead", Robert turned his ferocious and cold gaze to the white-haired Haska who had been giving orders just now.
Who on earth are you, you bastard
He looked at the face that had 30% of Sally's charm and also looked very similar to his own, and was speechless for a moment.
Sidlifa also stared at this "father" expressionlessly.
To be honest, even if what Medea said was true, she had no feelings for her biological father. Although they had the same blood flowing in their bodies, but... so what
"Who are you?" Robert came up to her and stared at her with a gloomy face.
"Brunhildr." Sidlifa gave a false name.
"Brunhild... Is this the name Sally gave you?" Robert suddenly became furious, his expression became horribly angry, "No! Your name is Sidlifa! I gave it to you!"
"I don't know what you're talking about." For some reason, Sidlifa felt a surge of anger in her heart. "My mother gave me the name Brunhilde."
"From now on, your name is Sidlifa." Robert said firmly without allowing any explanation, and looked at the people around him, "Have you all remembered it clearly?"
"Yes, Miss Sidlifa." The Normans around said one after another, and the identity of "the leader's daughter" was completely confirmed.
Sidlifa didn't say anything. After all, she couldn't say back, "No, my name is not Sidlifa." That would be too awkward.
Seeing that she did not continue to refute this, Robert's expression eased slightly and he said softly: