Scene 130 My Friend(1)

"Your Highness, there are too many enemies, please stay away for a while."

Sir Bergning's sincere request came from outside, his voice a little urgent, and it seemed that the situation was not optimistic - the steel crossbow hit the iron plate in the mezzanine of the side wall of the carriage with a bang - assassins emerged from the forest in all directions. Come everywhere. Even Princess Griffin herself did not expect that Graf would face the most dangerous assassination since her escape in Graf's own territory.

But the girl pursed her lips, looked straight ahead with her pale silver eyes, and replied: "No need, I'll wait here for my knights to arrive."

"Your Highness——"

"Bergnine."

"exist."

"Nothing, thank you." The girl said lightly.

The sounds outside the carriage suddenly stopped. The young man turned around and put one hand on the hilt of his sword. All that was left was the endless courage in his chest.

The half-elf girl was wearing her favorite silver-white princess dress as always. She folded her hands on her knees. Even at this moment, the girl's sitting posture was more upright than the most meticulous young lady. Every detail of royal etiquette on Princess Eruin reveals the majesty of the ancient family. Even in the eyes of the most demanding nobles, she is the brightest pearl on Eruin's crown.

In the eyes of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Eruin's only heir to the throne was looking at her with a cowardly look directly across the carriage carriage.

"Sister..." Haruze, the only son of Obergu VII, whispered in fear.

The girl gave her only brother a cold look.

"Haruze, pick up your sword and turn it over -"

Haruze had always obeyed his stern sister, and this time he did not dare to disobey him. He had to overcome his trembling mood and carefully turned the sword around - there was a very small line of text engraved on the scabbard:

'Call my name courage——'

This is the motto of the Corcova royal family and the motto of this half-elf princess; but when it came to the only son of Obergu VII, this sentence turned into a glaring irony. The little boy grabbed his sword with both hands and looked up at his sister hesitantly. The latter's sternness and the dangers outside the carriage made him not know what to do for a while, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.

Seeing my brother like this,

Even Griffin couldn't help but sigh. Her heart softened uncontrollably, and she said softly: "It doesn't matter, as long as I am here, my sister will protect you——"

The little boy wiped his tears with his sleeve and nodded vigorously.

The carriage fell silent.

The fighting outside seemed to have quieted down.

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In the Basta Royal Cavalry Academy in Graf, on the playground, in the classroom, or in the corridor, everyone couldn't help but stand up from their seats, raised their heads and looked at this wonderful scene outside the arched window - —

Freya raised her head blankly, with only the silver beam of light penetrating the sky in her eyes. Under the sky of thousands of miles, the light connecting the sky and the earth behind the mountains is like the tower of Babel in ancient mythology. The clouds are slowly moving layer by layer with the light as the center toward the surrounding sky thousands of miles away. , as if forming radiating fish scale patterns from a wider angle. The magnificence of that scene transcends all the rhetoric in the world, and can penetrate the soul and make a person tremble from the bottom of his heart.

what is that?

The girl was wearing a training harness. She had one hand on the ponytail behind her head and forgot to put it down. Her face reflected the colorful light of the clouds, and she stared in that direction motionless - Lady Martha. , is that showing something to the world?

The training grounds of the Basta Royal Cavalry Academy gradually became more and more crowded. The crowd screamed and passed messages to each other, as if the end of the world was coming at the next moment - everyone looked up at the southern sky and held their breath; the voice changed from whispers to a roar. The instructors who came out to maintain order soon joined the group. They shook their heads in disbelief, almost unable to believe what they saw.

"This is a resonance reaction, right?"

"What did you say?" Seeing the girl with one hand behind her head holding down her ponytail, she turned her head and stared at him with bright light brown eyes with a questioning look on her face. Count Beckberg's second son's heart skipped a beat - a rare opportunity! After all, the King of Basta Cavalry Academy is still dominated by male students. The few female students in each period naturally become the targets of these nobles in the subsequent games. People like Freya have outstanding appearance and temperament. What is even more rare is that they have nothing. Those with a good family background are even called delicious prey.

This hunting game is popular among senior students, and the prey itself naturally has no self-consciousness. It's just that Freya instinctively felt that there were more and more strange guys around her, which made this girl from the Butchi country feel some instinctive nervousness and uneasiness. However, the blond boy who answered her question still made her feel... Couldn't help but take another look.

He seemed to know something.

"It's just a magic reaction, but it's so strong... I've never heard of it." The second son of Earl Beckberg immediately showed his best side and replied with a slight smile.

"Magic reaction?"

Freya's heart skipped a beat, and she inexplicably remembered a night in the Golden Tree Canyon. She wondered what happened to that guy. But she immediately turned back to prevent the hot expression on her face from falling into the eyes of others. This girl from the countryside of Butchi looked up and stared at the silver beam of light - the light had gradually weakened. She took a breath, tried to calm down the panic in her heart and asked: "Where - where is it?"

"In that direction, it should be Denel."

"Jean Denel."

Freya couldn't help but press her chest gently with one hand, feeling her heart beating vigorously and pounding: "Brando, is it you? I miss you so much..."

The girl's restless and shy expression became a sign that his offensive was effective in the eyes of the young man. "A country girl who has never seen the world," he couldn't help but think to himself, but maintained a gentle smile on his face. I want to say something further. But it was at this time that a burst of rapid bells rang through the entire playground, interrupting the sweet talk that the young people were still brewing. Everyone in the playground had to reluctantly look away from the vision in the southern sky. Cast your gaze in another direction on the playground.

The silver bell of Bastar College hangs on the bell tower on the roof of the administrative hall and is rung only during celebrations or in the most urgent circumstances. So everyone couldn't help but wonder, what happened? Is it related to the previous vision?

But a group of cavalry had entered the playground from the other side. As soon as they entered, they separated the crowd on the playground. The leading rider was a girl wearing a purple tuxedo military uniform. She rode her horse and ran a circle in front of everyone, then turned the horse's head, stopped, and slightly raised the tip of her chin to look at everyone: "Everyone in all grades. , from the moment you hear this order, everyone returns to your positions, I will give you three minutes to prepare for battle——"

The girl's voice was a little low and slightly hoarse, but it was like a biting cold wind sweeping through everyone's hearts, suffocating everyone.

Ready for battle? What battle? Simulated combat? But it seems it’s not time for testing yet——

"Those in the preparatory grade..."

"What?" Freya looked at the female knight with black hair hanging down her waist, standing upright on the horse like a javelin, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She heard the young man muttering subconsciously behind her, and then she turned back to look at the second son of Earl Beckberg and asked.

"That woman is a student in the reserve grade. The reserve grade is actually equivalent to the reserves of the Black Cavalry or the Guards. Therefore, they are students, but they are actually soldiers. The woman's name is Nymesis, and she is Mrs. Miller's daughter—— Or let me put it another way and it may be easier for you to understand. Mrs. Miller is the sister of the Grand Duke of Luen. She married a knight many years ago. Her husband died in the Ten Years' War and she has been a widow at home. This daughter is her only daughter. "The second son of Earl Beckberg replied seriously: "That woman is a genius at Basta Academy, but having said that, people who can enter the preparatory grade cannot be compared with useless waste like us."

Nymesis, Freya wrote down this name. At the same time, she glanced at the young man and smiled gratefully at him: "Don't say that. I think you are very powerful and know so much."

The second son of Earl Beckberg was stunned. He saw the serious and sincere look in the girl's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart.

But this feeling was only momentary.

The young man smiled coldly in his heart and thought in a dirty way: "Once you taste my taste, you will know the true power of this uncle, hehe -"

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The silver elf cavalry stood quietly in the forest, quietly confronting the dark Duke of Lune's private army on the other side. There was no wind in the forest, and the black and silver swallow-tailed flags drooped dejectedly in their respective camps; the sky After the clouds dispersed, the afternoon sunshine shone unreservedly from above the forest, forming beams of light that seemed to have substance on the edge of the treetops - these beams of light fell on the lily emblem on the drooping flag, Or the emblem of a running bear and wolf. Except for the occasional sneezing or the snorting of a war horse, there was no sound in the entire forest.

There was an awkward silence.

Macaro, Li Woods, Buga, and the gloomy Earl Baal, on the other side were the indifferent Namenes, and the silver elf knight commander with a long pointed helmet whose expression could not be seen clearly, facing each other. , without saying a word.

Only Brando sat leisurely in the center. He knew that Aloz was beside him, so he was not too worried about what trouble he would get into. With Namenes here and the underdeveloped Loli dragon, the Violet Earl should not be able to think of any way to cause trouble for him. While he stared at the rows of elven cavalry in the woods, who seemed to be wearing silver light, he guessed the purpose of each other's arrival in the strange silence - the silver elves obeyed an ancient prophecy and have not returned to the mainland for centuries. This Why show up again and again - even if it's to break their vows.

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