Act 208 Curtain I

In the 376th year of the First Era, at the end of the Year of the Sword, everything withered and the harsh winter came. When a lot of time has passed, we will remember what happened in this month. Opsom - a small town on the north side of the Evergreen Corridor, east of Metz. Along the frost-stained mountain roads near this town, dejected people are retreating, and several long teams are retreating in the early winter mountain forests. Winding and winding, people stepped on a shallow layer of snow and creaking broken branches, silently, rows of knights walked past, the bright armor was stained with blood, and the spears were full of gaps. , the flag is drooping, and it is full of large and small holes.

Duke Aldwig's face was covered with dust, his hands were bent like chicken feet, and they were shaking constantly. His exposed fingers were covered with blue and red frostbite. He could only subconsciously grab the horse's reins. He looked at this scene with a dull expression. It was as if he still hadn't woken up from that nightmare. Of course, he might prefer not to wake up, so that he could dwell in that dream forever and let time freeze at the moment when the Cruze knights charged, and never, ever wake up.

Several giant dragons flew towards the south in a hurry. When they passed over the hills, they brought up a gust of ice wind, which made the pine forest roar. People like zombies raised their heads and looked at this scene with dull eyes, but no one People complained. The eldest son of the Crown Prince of the Cruz people sat on his saddle, motionless, like a puppet, his gray eyes constantly changing colors, as if he was still replaying the horrific scene he saw that day.

The figure across the sky was slowly falling. The hero of the dragons, the dragon king of this generation, Owenroth, lost his living body and fell heavily to the earth. The giant dragon howled and screamed, mutilated corpses fell like raindrops, and a huge black hole hung in the center of the sky. The terrifying and ferocious creatures that emerged from behind the black hole were its past owners who had been away from this world for countless long years. They were the giant god Milos and the dragon god Bahamut, and they were back. Come back and destroy your own people with your own hands.

On the ground, the complete front retreated little by little and collapsed completely. Many people fell to their knees in despair, crying bitterly, praying and begging, hoping that Martha could save them, but they did not get a response. Some Just endless darkness and pain. There was also killing. The will of dusk swept across the battlefield, watching all of this indifferently, and then it silently withdrew its gaze.

Thousands of worlds were destroyed, but in its eyes, it was just a moment.

The empire is over——

This mortal kingdom was founded for more than 1,500 years and has a glorious past and a long history. Its magnificent palaces are filled with splendid texts, murals and sculptures about the past. Under the heavy blows that followed, he seemed to be a proud knight - he was seriously injured. The helmet was cracked and the sword was broken, and the battlefield was stained with blood, but he held his head high and stared at his enemies with firm eyes. He breathed his last in the generous elegies of Tamil poets full of emotion.

His fall. It is destined to completely rewrite the historical process of the entire continent. However, the people who were trapped in the harsh winter and quagmire this year were unable to convey the news at the first time. The Wilderness of the Four Realms and Anzel Tower were destroyed due to the fall of the black moon. The countryside was cut off by the disaster of death, and there were large areas of no man's land. The elves on the border tried their best to save the losses caused by the disaster. They did not know that time passed in silence every second until the first messenger walked in ragged clothes through the newly formed black near the crack in the Evergreen Corridor. When the forest came to Injes Ta'an Hilllund, the deputy commander of the Red Legion, the crucial two months had been lost. By the time humans and elves re-established trust, they still didn't understand. What an important thing I have lost.

time.

The time that changes everything.

A month later, a letter from Cloak Bay was delivered to Black Sword Fortress. There was only a short line of text on the letter:

‘Please help, whoever it is, wherever you are,

Help us, we are finished, the fleet... we cannot resist them...'

The signature on the letter is concise and powerful: Chris Golden Shield - Earl Golden Shield. The pride of the nobles of the Cloak Bay, the uncle of the Silver Queen, the husband of Princess Vali, the high-spirited and famous Imperial Admiral who is difficult to describe with words, but what is revealed between the lines of this letter is a kind of gray. Withered despair, like the last words of a dying man, he stamped the letter with his own seal at the end, as if stained with blood, and the red mark seemed to indicate an unknown bloody future.

…

Freya rode a horse and stood on the hillside of the hills near Winomar, staring at the retreating army of the undead on the lakeshore below. The first snow in Eruin had not yet fallen, and the autumn twilight was still in the mountains. It was desolate, with bare trees growing in clusters and claws, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. The tall gray Karazuma stood in the heather, carrying its owner on its back and shaking it. The tail drives away insects.

Behind the war horses, the soldiers looked at their commander with admiration. Some young knights even had admiration in their eyes - just two months ago, with the help of the banshee king Arvette's counterattack, E The Luin people attacked Raidios from both the left and right wings at the same time, thus winning their first major victory since the Second Black Rose War.

In that battle, Freya led the Valkyries to decisively cut into the junction between the two undead legions. She took the lead in the battle, shouting the name of Eruin on the battlefield, like a flag. He led everyone forward as usual, and led the heavy knights of the White Lion Guard with high morale to defeat Madara's Black Knights from the front, thus establishing a complete victory.

In this battle, both of Lei Dios's lieutenants died in the formation, and it itself was seriously injured. The Banshee King Arvette betrayed him, and another commander, the Bone Lord Roffman, also died in the Valkyrie. After this battle, the undead army split into two on the Winomar side was unable to fight anymore. It was almost blocked by the coalition forces of Jean Denel and Lantonilan in the lakeshore area. It was no longer able to threaten Jean Denel and Lantonilan. Tonylan.

The name of the Valkyrie spread like wildfire on the battlefield. After this battle, the knights of the White Lion Guard almost spontaneously painted the emblem of three pairs of light wings on their shields, as if to commemorate her. The shining flag they saw on the battlefield that day——

The shining wings of light are always right in front of everyone, never stopping.

Under the hills, the undead were gathering in the direction of Braggs in the south, like a dark ocean, with various flags mixed in. There was no order and it seemed a bit chaotic.

But there was not much joy on Freya's face.

Her eyes were a little heavy.

In the past half month, since she received Brando's letter, she knew that the Second Black Rose War had come to an end. This was not bad news for Eruin, although they were in Winoma They achieved a decisive victory in this war, but in Bragues, Carrasus and Viero, the Highland knights were losing ground.

Different from the blind optimism of many people, in this short period of one year, especially the experience of serving as a knight of the guard beside Princess Griffin, Freya has rapidly transformed from the somewhat naive girl from the countryside of Butchi. The little girl transformed into a qualified commander.

Although she may still be a step away from being a politician, it is at least enough for her to see something more profound than what ordinary people see, the factors that determine Eruin's future.

She stood silently on the hills, feeling her own growth. It felt as if she could finally feel Brando's eyes, everything he had seen, and breathe the future destiny with him.

But everything that used to be simple and clear has now become complicated and complicated.

Eruin is a small kingdom, but it has a powerful enemy. What it needs is not a trivial victory or revenge. What it needs is time and change. Peace is too precious for this country.

Almost too precious to bear.

But what the Valkyrie is really worried about is Brando. The letter mentioned the reason why Madala’s Emperor reached an agreement with Eruin—Madala’s invasion of Eruin was due to the long-standing dispute between the two parties. Misunderstanding, mutual distrust, and hatred blinded the eyes of both the living and the dead. Instigated by some northern lords with evil intentions, this tragedy resulted.

Now, His Majesty the Emperor of Madara has made up his mind to pacify these unruly people in the north, so he needs to mobilize the army to suppress the country. Between the behemoth of the Black Rose of Bromando and the small kingdom of Eruin, We should put aside our disputes. There is no natural contradiction between big countries and small countries.

Madara also has many enemies, but they never include Eruin. Not only that, as the feud and natural rival of the northern lords, Eruin should also support the emperor of Madara and form an alliance with him. .

This is advice to Princess Griffiin and her student, the future King of Eruin, Haruze——

That's the letter.

The cloud of war hanging over this ancient kingdom was lifted.

But Freya knew in her heart that it would soon cause an uproar in another 'battlefield' in the kingdom. From Viero to Lantonilan, from Silman to Gendenel, the royal party had already taken action.

It's not just the nobles. In fact, she has heard a lot of complaints these days. The knights complained that their lord had deprived them of their glory. They should have worked hard to completely eliminate Manowell's undead army.

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