"Hi Commander, we have already gone almost two miles forward, and we have not seen the mountain used as a landmark for a long time. I am afraid that we will get lost if we go down this snow ... … "The Cruz knight patted the snow on his breastplate, and looked anxiously at the vast snowy sky—the icy cold wind pushed the snowflakes and shouted between heaven and earth. This blizzard came suddenly and did not give anything at all. Preparing time-the knight looked at the terrible weather with some anxiety, and put forward his views on the front horsewoman.
Freya stopped, she sighed in her opponent's heart, her face frosted red, and her eyebrows were covered with frost. But Freya blinked and replied, "No, let's go forward 500 meters further. They are injured and they must not run far."
"Freya, if they were injured, we should have chased them. No one can run too far in these weather." Nimesis' voice came from behind, and everyone looked back, female The Cavaliers were as calm as ever, reminding him in a cold tone: "There is something wrong with it, have you forgotten what Brend said?"
"But it may be a phantom above the ice field, a refraction of sunlight, or a snow shadow of a crystal forest, which may have a similar illusion-"
"He said he saw the wolf. Do you understand what this means?" Nimesis interrupted her. "This storm is brought by the wolf. This is not a good sign. The Mins awe the wolf because of the wolf. It is part of the dusk, representing doom and the destruction of the world. "
"But ... didn't everyone else see it?" Freya didn't know, she looked at the white sky in the deep snow. I always felt that there were a pair of pale eyes behind Xueying watching them. Others are the same. I always feel that this glacier is malicious, and it feels like a silent stranger behind you will be cold and horrifying.
The howling of the wind is like a continuous scream of sorrow.
Nimesis paused, her voice seemed to fall into the icy slag, and she looked at the others coldly: "Nothing is impossible in the Black Forest, everything is possible. If you have a bad feeling, you have something bad Happen, then it must get worse. "
Cruz knights certainly heard the proverb and didn't feel scalp. Freya hesitated. It was at this moment that in the distant snow and wind suddenly rushed out of a person, and that person was the second batch of scouts sent out not long ago. Their task was to find the first scouts dispatched half an hour ago, but Freya's heart sank when she saw the look on the man's face.
"Little Pelo, Alya, Commander ... Emerald and Enika ..."
"what happened--"
"Shut up, Alea, let the Commander ask your question." Before Freya had spoken, the knight behind her rushed to speak, but the little Pelo beside Freya turned back and severely interrupted the man. if.
The thin, dark-haired knight exhaled softly and forced his companions back with cold eyes.
"It doesn't matter ... what's going on?" Freya had no time to distract. She looked at the scout and asked, "What happened to them?"
"I don't know ... when we found them ... they already ... already ..." The scout's shoulders almost trembled. Seeing him look like this, the others' faces instantly sank. They are comrades-in-arms, and even classmates who graduated in the same period. They vowed to make a name for themselves in the next jihad, but today, they are killed in this small place, and everything that happens here will not even be remembered by anyone.
"How could it be, how could there be something to kill them? In this **** backcountry!" The knight could not help yelling.
"Shut up. Alea!" To him, Pelo younger still reprimanded coldly. But he turned back, his eyes fell on Freya.
Freya's heart was also low. This was the first casualty in her subordinates. For a while, she even thought of Beth's face. But the future Valkyrie blinked and shook her head and said, "Who killed them? Are they halflings?"
"Her Commander ... Emerald and Enika ..." The scout's face looked terrified: "They died a little weird ..."
"eccentric?"
"I'm not good, and we can't see what killed them. There are no obvious wounds on them, but they seem to have been drained of blood, but no vampire bite marks have been found on them ..."
He took a deep breath and opened his eyes wide. "Luo Luo said that they were frozen to death, and there was a ghost in the snow that would extract the essence of people, but I think that guy is talking nonsense ..."
"Who is Luo Luo?" Freya turned back.
"He has the origins of the mountain people and the Miner people, and is a godlike guy," replied Little Pelo.
Freya was slightly weird. She didn't expect that the empire would not discriminate against the mountain people and the Miner, but her mind only stayed on this matter for a moment, and then she answered, "Take us to see."
"Freya, are you thinking about it?" But aside, Nimesis frowned at the decision.
"Sister Xue," Freya raised her head. "Brando is jealous, and the Eruins are by no means vengeful, whether they are Cruz or not, but they died under my hands. I do n’t Revenge them immediately, but at least figure out who killed them. "
"I understand." Nimesis replied lightly, holding on to the reins of the Valiant Warrior, as if she had expected Freya to answer, just saying, "I just remind you to think about it."
"I think about it--"
Freya resolutely replied that her words penetrated the snow and snow, making everyone stunned, but the Cruzs looked at her with a trace of approval.
...
Linaret O'Leulius looked at the silhouettes that were becoming more and more obvious in the snow. He was slightly darkened and hardly looked like a royal family member's face always maintained the same look, but this did not mean that He didn't pay attention to what was happening around him, at least the teenager who was riding slowly towards him immediately fell into his eyes.
"His Highness Linaret." Haruze saw the tall young man with a bit of envy. The other party was also the first heir to the throne, just like him, but much more stable than him. For so long, apart from reporting his name, the other party has hardly said a word. This steadyness made him very curious. Haruze eagerly wanted to know how he could do more in his identity. OK, how can I be so confident.
Linaret Ollerius looked back at the boy and replied, "His Highness Haruze, under the rule of the Temple of Fire, you and I are equal. You don't have to lag behind me. Shoulder, this is against the etiquette of exchanges between the two countries. "
Haruzer blushed, but he did not expect that he had mistaken the etiquette all of a sudden. He was not intentional, but he was used to following his sister or teacher. He was reminded that he quickly loosened the reins. shoulder.
"His Highness Linaret, have you ever thought about things like you will inherit a huge empire in the future? Thousands of people, their future depends on your hands. Have you ever thought about it, if ... What happens if you do it wrong? Sorry, although it's very rude to say that ... but I always think about it. "Haruzer whispered.
"It's not rude." Lenarett replied: "Of course I have considered this issue, which is part of my power and responsibility. As for the millions of people, their future depends on me You are right, if I do it right, they will sing praises, and if I am wrong, they will take responsibility. "
Haruze could not help but widen his eyes when he heard this remark: "How can this be?"
"Because then, I will be His Majesty the Emperor. In this capacity, I will of course maintain the majesty of the imperial power. This is the same for you. You will understand this when you grow up to a certain age. . Heaven grants us this power, and we should be more careful to maintain it. "
Linaret Aurelius raised his head and replied proudly.
"But shouldn't the members of the royal family fulfill their aristocratic contracts and bring a happier and more stable life for his people?" Haruze stunned.
"Who told you this?" Linarett asked back.
"It's a teacher and an older sister ..." the little prince replied softly.
"They're all wrong. Your sister is just a daughter-in-law, and the Count must have another picture." The eldest son of the emperor replied lightly.
Haruzer felt that there was something wrong with this remark, but he didn't know where to refute from there, and couldn't help but yell: "But, teacher, he is a very upright and knowledgeable person. If His Highness Linaret discuss it with him I will certainly understand that. "
"No," Lenaret Aullius replied, "Haruzet, only you here are qualified to talk to me on an equal footing, and I don't need to listen to others-even in you His country, His Royal Highness the Prince, the Earl is not yet a prince, you should learn to choose your own power-"
Haruze froze slightly, and nodded, seemingly.
At the same moment, Brando saw a silver elf princess coming through the snowstorm. He threw a candy to Star, not far behind, and let the fat dragon run to the back happily, then raised his head, and asked Meditis in the first sentence:
"Freya, hasn't she returned yet?"
"I'm sorry, Lord Lord, I didn't persuade her." Matissa frowned, and shook her head with some anxiety.
"this is not your fault."
Brando looked up at the changing weather, and replied softly, "I know Freya's character. It's a weird weather, but we may have to move forward against the wind."
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(Ps: I was a bit sick yesterday and today. It seems that I can't get the full attendance this month, and I'm speechless ...)
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