Vol 2 Chapter 1

Act I the Burning City

Looking back on the year of flowers and summer leaves, in the early morning of June 2.

With the lead of the bar owner's daughter Su, Freya soon came to the 51st of Bonoan Market, and she glanced outwards. Even in the early morning, there was still a lot of trouble in the biggest trading market in Rittenberg Little people, the brazier was ignited far and near, and the bright light made people feel more or less comfortable--

She was walking, but the girl named Su grabbed her hand: "Don't go, there are people hidden in the alley."

The girl with pigtails stood at the junction of light and darkness at the corner of the street, leaning one hand on the wall and staring outside alertly.

"Is it a guard?" Freya was startled.

"I don't know, but there are two raw faces there, definitely not people in this area." Su shook his head and answered quietly.

Freya put her hilt on her mouth, hesitating a little nervously. At this time, most of the people who appeared in the Bono'an market were soldiers of the White-Maned Legion. He expected that those people had found Hood. Just wondering if they have met? Should she go up and knock?

The future Valkyrie frowned, suddenly remembering what Brando had told her:

"Don't worry if you find traces of the army, they will not fight against each other until we know our relationship. They also want to have a chance to wipe us out."

Thinking of this, Freya took a breath. She turned back and asked, "Sue, can you answer some questions for me?"

"how?"

"I ask you, do you know how to see that a person is lying?"

The dark-skinned girl smiled. "Did I ask that because I often help out at the bar?"

Freya's face was seen flushing through her heart, she really liked Su Yuan's much richer experience and insight than herself. In previous conversations with Su, she and everyone naively thought that the aristocracy would save them, but Su only pointed out the nature of things in a sentence or two.

Therefore, in her mind, this somewhat cold-hearted girl is a very sensitive and opinionated girl.

"It doesn't matter, I occasionally help others," Su smiled. "Freya, you look at me."

"what?"

"What's your name, your friend who said that Rydenburg would be breached?"

Freya froze, wondering why the girl in front of her suddenly mentioned the problem. She panicked and couldn't help blinking: "Bu, Brando."

Su's eyes moved: "You like him, right?"

"No, no, Brando, he likes Roman."

"Eye, look at me, Freya," Su Ping stared at Freya, her dark brown eyes calming like a wave of water: "Who is Roman?"

Freya's face seemed to be on fire, and she dared to look at Sue there. Her eyes fluttered and she tried to explain, but she didn't know where to explain. She felt that she was the No. 1 idiot in Tianzi, or the one without discount, and for a time she could only wait to find a place to hide in.

"Understand?" Su asked.

"I see, I see." Freya lowered her head and nodded hard.

She took a breath and grabbed the sword and wanted to go out, but immediately turned back to grab Su's arm: "Sue, can you wait here for me?"

Su Yiyi, but nodded. Freya suddenly felt a little inexplicable, but she always felt that having Sue beside her was like Brando, and could give her some confidence.

Then she walked out of the alley, pretending not to care about the unaware eyes around her, and went straight to the 51st of Bonoan Market. She raised her hand-hesitated, and Freya felt at least two Dao sharply fell on her back, but finally knocked on with enthusiasm.

Banging, the knock on the door seemed to be ringing in his heart, and Freya waited for a moment before the door creaked open. There was a man with a piggyback on his back, balding, barely seeing his age. He saw Freya visibly stunned, and his eyes subconsciously moved backward.

"After finding the wool textile merchant named Hood, don't identify yourself first, give him a time, ask him to meet us in the bar. If you pay attention to his reaction, you know that this person is unreliable."

"Freya, look at me."

Freya caught this subtle look in the first moment, and the words of Brando and Sue remembered in her heart at the same time, which made her cold.

"Who are you, what's the matter with me?" The little man asked after he staggered.

Freya was silent for about a second, and she just looked at each other coldly. Then, when the little man couldn't help but want to step back, he suddenly pulled out his sword and put it on the neck of his opponent, his eyes slightly sinking.

It was said that it was late and fast, and when the situation suddenly changed on the scene, Su saw that several people in the street were moving subconsciously. But they soon calmed down and returned to their original state-the movements between them were very subtle, and only the girl hiding at the corner could see all of this.

Freya had no idea what was happening behind her. She just held her sword as calmly as possible, calmly speaking, "You're the witch's companion?"

"Don't kill me, are they forcing, forcing me ..., witch ... witch?" The little man was frightened by the sudden change, and sat on the ground with one buttock, and then reacted to the cold face in front of him. The ponytail girl asked.

Freya only thought at this moment what Brando's wizard obeyed, the young man named Shire said:

"Your aunt knows a lot. This is a secret that is spread among wizards in this world. There is a book called" Dark Epic "that tells what happened in countless times in the past ..."

"But it's not necessarily someone who has something to do with magic. Some rural witches also know some rumors about this."

In fact, she never thought that she could be so flexible before the sword, or she should be in an ethereal state. She said coldly, "You should call her 'Jenny', forget it ... it doesn't matter, I'll give you a lesson first."

She raised her sword as she said, and the textile merchant named Hood was immediately scared and mourned: "Wait, wait, sir, I have nothing to do with her ... no, no, it doesn't matter, I mean I'm not with her .I mean she's just a relative, no, no, a distant relative--! "

"Oh?"

"Really, really! You believe me, you believe me, she only occasionally comes to the city to collect the goods-that witch, yes, witch! She does receive some weird things-right! She! Live in Butch, with her niece! "

Freya looked at the man, holding back her disgust. Raised him with a hand: "But my informant told me that she entered the city a few days ago. You better not deceive me. As a wizard, I can extract your memories and memories at any time!"

The little businessman was scared and paralyzed by the sword frame around her neck. She didn't hear the language in Freya's words at all: "I said, I said, she had left Ridenburg to the north two days ago."

Freya glanced at his eyes, then threw the guy disgustingly. She breathed a little, but heard Su whistle at the corner of the alley. She knew that her big movement had caught the attention of those people. , She must hurry out of here.

But she did not expect that Auntie Jenny was not here. She went north? To the north is Braggs, where is she going? But it doesn't look like this person is lying.

She gritted her teeth and hesitated for a moment.

The afternoon sun poured in from the arched floor-to-ceiling windows of the castle, making this room brightly decorated with flexible colors. The girl in a silver princess dress is sitting on a small round table in the style of Rococo, leaning on a high-back chair in a standard posture, with a thin palm holding a cup of black tea, and the other holding a silver spoon, motionless. , Soft pale silver-gray eyes stared ahead-as if listening to the story into God.

She has beautiful silver curly hair, half-pointed ears exposing a white tip from the curly hair, she is the most beloved daughter of Oberu VII, and the first beauty recognized by Alluin.

If in the era of Brando, both the player and the NPC, she is called Princess Regent. If anyone in Eruin can be compared with the prestige of the Valkyrie, then this is the princess who is still a little young.

"Very clever girl, Everton is a real person." After a while, the princess put down her tea cup and asked quietly, "What about Lord Overwell?"

The grim-looking middle-aged man standing in front of her would have recognized him if Brando were here. Because this is the Count Donne whose throat was sealed by his sword. But in fact, in the noble circle of the capital, there are not many but many people who know the Earl, but he is better known by his nickname:

'Wolf Sir' Overwell, his close neighbor, one of the King ’s core leaders, has a good personal relationship with Everton and Woodrow.

Overwell looked at the princess, knowing that the other party was not simple, but she was the jewel in the palm of her Majesty, and he did not dare to perfunctory.

This time he borrowed the name of Duane of the Luis Boerman family to Rydenburg—because both were connoisseurs and had very similar things in collecting a hobby. Although the looks are not similar, this was not a big problem in the era of closed news-he was here to do one thing, a secret task for Obergu VII.

Thinking of this, he realized that the princess was asking himself a question, and realized: "Naturally, the daughter of Count Everton looks at least as good as her father, but unfortunately ..."

He wanted to say that it was a pity that she was a woman, but suddenly realized that Her Royal Highness, who was called the crown of the royal family, hurriedly swallowed the second half.

The girl certainly understood what he wanted to say, but didn't ask. I just changed the topic and said, "But Lord Earl, I was a little confused about your previous story. It seems that you are deliberately asking the young man for trouble."

Beverwell thought it was strange if you did n’t understand, but reverently replied, "I just worry about his attempts. A highland knight appeared with his concubine in Ridenburg, in Everton's Beside the daughter. Her Royal Highness, you know that the white knights of Karasu and your father are not on the same road— "

"I know, but they didn't object."

"That's why I just want to try him. It's okay. It's just a shadow anyway. Compared to Karasu, I can clearly distinguish the importance of it. For my Majesty, even if I try it myself. Beverwell replied.

"I thank you on behalf of your father, Lord Beverwell." The princess thought that the father and this guy wanted to live in the province of Karasu, but could they succeed? She guessed that their attempt was nothing more than nothing.

She thought about it, and the number of places recommended by the Basta King Cavalry Academy may be increased. However, she wanted to remind something, but thought about her identity, she stopped.

In the end, he only said, "Oh, Lord Overwell. I want to continue listening to the next story. Before my history class begins, I will have time to listen to you for two or three bars."

"Of course, I'm happy."