Vol 2 Chapter 2

Act two mercenaries

Overwell took out a necklace from his arms before he started speaking. It was a very common brass necklace. A polished crystal pendant hung a beautiful crystal pendant with a small line on it: Freya.

He presented the necklace to the girl and said, "She carried this necklace with her, and her name should have come from it. But this is actually her mother's name, Her Royal Highness."

"Her mother?" The girl held the necklace with her slender hands, her expression unchanged.

"It was Everton's wife who died in the riots seventeen years ago."

"Then this girl should be Everton's only descendant?"

"Exactly."

"Since Lord Fowell is here, then this little girl must have successfully escaped, can you say that?" The girl asked.

"It is possible to say so, but this process is somewhat bizarre." The middle-aged man nodded his face indifferently, but his eyebrows slightly raised, as if remembering something interesting.

"Oh?" The princess was slightly surprised.

"In fact, it's mainly about that young man."

"So you're back to him?"

"No, it's just that the young man has always played a wonderful role in the whole process. It seems like a fluttering sentence, but in fact the whole escape journey is full of unpredictability-there are several times when the situation is critical and even me Some of them could n’t get in, and even many people could n’t even imagine the situation, but he was forced to move back— "

Feverwell mentioned this and couldn't help sneering: "You're even welcome to say that, compared to some incompetent generations, this young man is probably the only one who has made Madara eaten in this battle. . "

"Oh?" The girl's pale silver-gray eyes lightened slightly.

"Especially he got a good thing in the process," said the middle-aged man, unable to help revealing the look of his memory: "But what exactly is it, Rongchen sells it."

"That said, I'm more interested in smelling it. Even the young man who has made Master Fowell admire it is what it looks like. It's just that time is running out, so please let the adults start."

Fever then nodded, stepped back, and continued to talk about what happened that night ...

Freya heard Su whistle at the street corner, crisp and sweet, it sounded like a nightingale's voice, but it was a warning. She hurriedly turned around, and found that four or five strangers in the street surrounded her, knowing that her previous actions were a little too large, which caused hostility to the other party.

She didn't want to, and pushed away the distant relative of Roman and rushed into the room. At a glance, the others immediately stepped up to catch up, but Freya had already rushed into the bedroom to close the door, then fell over the cabinet and jammed the aisle.

The thumping sound rang immediately, and Freya felt that her heartbeat was about to rush out of her chest. She spotted the window next to her—gritting her teeth, and banging her head with her hands and jumping out there.

Due to the wooden lattice windows that most ordinary civilians still use in this season, Elu jumped out. Although he was protected by the wind half-armor, he still hit Freya's arm and forehead. She hit a few from the ground. He rolled up and found that he had reached the alley behind the street. He looked up and swept left and right to see Su stumbled into the alley from the other end.

But the girl was pale, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Sue!" Freya stood up and shouted half-heartedly, but half of her words were stuck in her throat.

She lifted her head and watched the blue sky moving toward the center of the sky. At first the girl didn't realize what it was, but she lingered there for a while, and then suddenly responded-it was an arrow.

The arrow that ignited the soul fire, a masterpiece of Madara's skeleton archer. That night's experience in Butch came to her mind, Freya called out carefully, and flew to protect Su under her.

The arrow rain immediately fell down and covered his face, and countless arrows crackled on the tiles of the nearby house. The thin layer of tiles could not stop the special heavy arrow made by Madara. The room soon sounded. Scream. Freya felt that Su was holding her on the ground and was holding her upright. In fact, she couldn't get better there, she had no blood on her face, but felt that her heartbeat was about to stop.

Several arrows hit the turquoise feathers surrounding her body, and the urn bounced outward. Freya didn't know that after the stroke, the defense of the half-armor was the terrible wind feathers' full protection of 3 points, and the half-armor itself had 2 points-in fact, the body armor's defense was only 3 points.

So she always thought that she might be dead in the next second, her eyes closed tightly, but her body still protected the girl below.

For about a minute, there were two waves of arrow rain back and forth, and the crackling sounds finally thinned out. Sue and Freya opened their eyes together, and they looked at each other, each of them seeing that there was something left in their eyes.

"Skull ... skull ... skeleton, outside." Su said with some breathlessness.

Freya froze slightly, and then she felt cold, knowing that the army of Madara had entered the city. She never suspected that Brando would lie to her, but she didn't expect it to be so fast, and now she understood why he kept asking for time so deliberately.

The future Valkyrie thought of climbing up here, grabbing Su's hand and pulling the other up: "Su, let's go!"

"Where to go?" Su asked a little at a loss.

"Run! Get out of here! Let's leave this place together!" Freya was in a mess, and at this time she really understood how much pressure Brando was under. She thought and thought, and could only think of taking a step and counting. Talk to Brando.

"I'm going back. My father is still in the shop."

"I will go with you."

Sue nodded.

The Bonoan Market is on the west side of Ridenburg, close to the Songhe, while the Red Dragon Story Club is on the north street between the Bonoan Market and the Traveler's Bridge, and the distance is not far. But when Freya and Sue arrived there, people were gathered on the street and outside the bar because of the burning fire in the direction of Simon—

Since this night, there has been a fire in the aristocratic house, and then frequent transfers of guards, which have been full of insecurity. So people are already talking and asking each other what happened.

Some of them thought that the army of Madara had already entered the city, and some thought that the nobles in the city had attacked, but they did not expect that the army of the undead had entered the city. Freya and Su separated from the crowd, and found that the owner of the "Red Copper Dragon Story" and its guests had ran outside, pointing and pointing at Ximen, who was facing the sky.

As soon as Su saw his father, he pierced his head, like Ruyan Tuolin, and his daughter's actions made the bar owner Leto slightly surprised. He patted the girl's back to calm Su for a while, but the latter tiptoed and said something in his ear. Reto's eyes sank. He first looked at Freya, nodded her in gratitude, and then turned to the mercenaries around her—Freya noticed that most of these people were his guests before.

Reto clapped his hands and made those people stop and look at him. There was even a ridicule: "What's the matter, old Reto, is it possible that you asked us to drink for this big firework?"

Everyone applauded.

But the bar owner replied, "It's good to have a drink, but it's not today. Listen well, Madara is in town."

He said that when Madara entered the city for the first time, these people hadn't understood it, and it took several seconds to react. Then Reto added it again, so that more than thirty people at the scene calmed down.

This is real?

Such a sentence is clearly written on everyone's face.

"Sue told me, she won't lie to me." Reto admitted.

Freya frowned slightly, and most people would not discuss the news in public, because even she knew it might cause panic. But unless Reto hasn't considered this issue, or he has his intentions, the possibility of the latter being seen by the future Valkyrie may be much greater.

It took about a while to digest the news, and then someone asked with some difficulty: "What shall we do?"

It seemed that everyone present was prioritizing such a problem, rather than turning around or yelling when they heard the news. Freya watched these people carefully, and suddenly realized that the relationship between this bar and its regulars may not be as simple as it seems.

"Kill it out."

"Let's kill them together." Someone suggested.

"How can you kill it?" Someone asked again.

Since Madara started offensive from Simon, the farthest east gate in the eyes of most people should be the safest place. Mercenaries are people who come out of the battlefield. Most of them have some basic tactical qualities. Eruin siege pays attention to siege on three sides, but the key factor depends on whether it is a raid or siege.

Moreover, Madara's tactical purpose is also very important. Is the undead for killing, seizing the city, plundering, or has further attack targets?

This is also a major difficulty for Bright World to fight with Madara, because it is difficult for living people to judge what the dead want and what tactical attempts they have.

There was a lot of disagreement, but no one could come up with a way to convince the public. Freya waited anxiously for a while, raising and holding the sword, and finally inserted in a reckless sentence: "I, I think I know someone who can take you out of the city-"

Her words calmed everyone present and set her sights on her. Someone recognized her and whistled, "Isn't this the little girl just now?"

Freya blushed in front of the eyes. She didn't expect that she would say so. She couldn't help thinking that this was the decision for Brando-would Brando blame her? Suddenly she realized that she was scared of this, but calm down and think about it--from Brando's point of view, he has been seeking help, since it is only necessary to bring these people together into a useful force.

How can I bring these people together?

As the matter comes, the future Valkyrie has some hesitation-can she do well? As a militias captain, try to find a way to command these experienced mercenaries who were born and died on the battlefield.

But Freya calmed down quickly, at best, just try it. Thinking about this, the young girl grasped her sword tightly and held it to her chest nervously.

Somehow she looked like this, but others had to set their sights on Reto, who said: "It was this lady who saved my daughter before."

"So ma'am, how can we believe you?" Someone asked later.

coming. Freya took a breath: "Of course you can trust me. Do you know why the guards had arrested me and my partner before?"

"why?"

"Because we are Butcher's militia, there were already invaded by Madara two days ago. Our companions and I escaped from Madara's claws just to report to Ridenburg. The response disappointed us— "

She paused: "Presumably you won't expect those people to save you, right?"

"Of course, those tapeworms."

"Ascaris. Well described, toast."

"Toast." The crowd responded.

"You mean, do you have a way to get around Madara's attention?" Reto asked her a glance.

Freya nodded.

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