Act 1 The Burning City

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

Led by the bar owner's daughter Su, Freya quickly arrived at No. 51 Bonoan Market. She glanced out. Even in the early morning, there were still many people in the largest trading market in Riedenburg. There were few people, and the braziers were lit far and near, and the bright light made people feel more or less at ease——

She was about to move, but the girl named Su grabbed her hand: "Don't go, there are people hiding in the alley."

This braided girl stood at the intersection of light and darkness at the corner of the street, leaning on the wall with one hand, staring vigilantly outside.

"Is it a guard?" Freya was taken aback.

"I don't know, but there are two unfamiliar faces there, definitely not from this city." Su shook his head and answered quietly.

Freya pressed the hilt of the sword to her mouth, and hesitated nervously. Most of the people who appeared in Bonoan Market at this time were soldiers of the White Mane Legion, and he expected that those people found Hood. I just don't know if they ever met? Should she go up and knock on the door again?

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

"Don't worry if you find traces of the army. Before they know our relationship, they will not startle the enemy. They also hope to have a chance to catch us all."

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

"how?"

"Let me ask you, do you know how to tell when a person is lying?"

The dark-skinned girl smiled: "Because I often help out in bars, that's why you ask?"

Freya blushed when she saw through her thoughts, she really liked Su Yuan's much richer experience and knowledge than herself. In the conversation with Su before, she and everyone naively thought that the nobles would save them, but Su only pointed out the essence of things in one or two sentences.

Therefore, in her heart, this somewhat cold girl is an extremely sensitive and assertive girl.

"It's okay, I sometimes help others," Su smiled, "Freya, look at me."

"ah?"

"What's the name of your friend who said Riedenburg would be breached?"

Freya was taken aback, not knowing why the girl in front of her suddenly raised this question. She panicked, and her eyes couldn't help flashing: "Bo, Brando."

Su's eyes moved: "You have a crush on him, don't you?"

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

"Eyes, look at me, Freya," Su Ping looked at Freya, his dark brown eyes were as calm as a pool of water without waves: "Who is Roman?"

Freya's face seemed to be on fire, and she still dared to look at Su. Her eyes were roving, and she hesitated to explain, but she didn't know where to start. She felt that she was the number one idiot in the world, the one who didn't take discounts, and for a while, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.

"Understood?" Su asked.

"M-Understood." Freya lowered her head and nodded vigorously.

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

Su was taken aback, but still nodded. Freya suddenly felt a little baffled, but she always felt that having Su by her side was like Brando, which could give her some confidence.

Then she walked out of the alley, pretending not to care about the half-hearted gazes around her, and went straight to No. 51 of Bonoan Market, she raised her hand—hesitating for a moment, Freya felt at least two Dao Rui landed on her back, but finally knocked down in one go.

Bang bang bang, the knock on the door seemed to ring in her heart, Freya waited for a short while,

The door creaked open. A hunched-backed man appeared from behind, bald, and his age could hardly be seen. When he saw Freya, he was obviously stunned, and his eyes subconsciously retracted.

"After you find that woolen textile merchant named Hood, don't reveal your identity. Give him some time and ask him to meet us in the bar. You have to pay attention to his reaction, and you will know that this person is not reliable."

"Freya, look at me."

Freya caught this subtle change in expression immediately, and the words of Brando and Su remembered in her mind at the same time, which made her feel cold.

"Who are you, what do you want from me?" The short man asked after being stunned for a moment.

Freya was silent for about a second, and she just looked at him coldly. Then, just when the short man couldn't help but want to back away, he suddenly pulled out his sword and put it on the opponent's neck with a 'z', his gaze sank slightly.

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

Freya didn't know what happened behind her at all, she just held the sword as calmly as possible, and said in a calm tone, "Are you that witch's accomplice?"

"Don't kill me, they forced, forced me..., female... witch?" The short man was frightened by the sudden change, and sat down on the ground, only to realize that the cold-faced man in front of him What did the ponytail girl ask.

At this moment, Freya only thought of what Brando's wizard entourage, the young man named Shire, had said:

"Your aunt knows a lot. This is a secret passed down among wizards in this world. There is a book called 'Dark Epic', which tells what happened in countless ages in the past..."

"But not necessarily, people who have something to do with magic. Some witches in the countryside also know some rumors about this."

In fact, she never thought that she could be so responsive before she drew the sword, or it should be said that her mind was in a state of emptiness. She said coldly: "You should call her 'Jenny', forget it...it doesn't matter, let me teach you a lesson first."

She raised the sword as she spoke, and the textile merchant named Hood immediately wailed in fright: "Wait, wait, my lord, I have nothing to do with her... no, no, no, it doesn't matter, I mean I am not in the same party as her." .I mean she's just an ordinary relative, no, no, a distant relative——!"

"oh?"

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

Freya looked at this man, suppressing the disgust in her heart. Lift him up: "But my informant told me that she entered the city a few days ago, you'd better not lie to me, as a wizard, I can pull out your memory at any time!"

The little businessman was already paralyzed by the sword on his neck, and he didn't catch the wrong language in Freya's words: "I said, I said, she left Riddenburg two days ago to go north."

Freya looked into his eyes, then threw this guy away in disgust. She took a breath, but heard Su whistling at the corner of the alley. She knew that her big action had already attracted the attention of those people. , she must leave here quickly.

But she didn't expect that Aunt Jenny wasn't here, she went to the north? Up north is Prague, where is she going? But it doesn't look like this person is lying.

She gritted her teeth and hesitated for a moment.

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The afternoon sun shines in from the castle's arched floor-to-ceiling windows, making this room full of soft colors bright. A girl in a silver princess dress is sitting on a small round table in Rococo style, leaning against a high-back chair in a standard posture, holding a cup of black tea in her slender palm, and holding a silver spoon in the other, motionless , soft light silver-gray eyes staring forward - as if listening to the story fascinated.

She has beautiful silver curly hair, and half-pointed ears reveal a white tip from the curly hair. She is the most beloved daughter of King Aubergu VII, and is also recognized as the number one beauty by Eruin.

If in Brando's era, both players and NPCs called her the Princess Regent, if there was anyone in Eruin who could compare with the prestige of the Valkyrie, then it would be Her Royal Highness, who is still a little immature.

"You're a smart little girl. Everyone in the Everton family is an outstanding person." After a while, the princess put down her teacup and asked quietly, "And then, Lord Overwell?"

The stern-looking middle-aged man standing in front of her, if Brando was here, would definitely recognize him. Because this is the 'Earl Doune' whose throat was sealed with his sword. But in fact, in the aristocratic circle of the capital, there are not many people who know the Earl, but he has a nickname that is more widely known:

'Sir Wolf' Overwell, a close minister of His Majesty's side, one of the core leaders of the royal party, has a very good personal relationship with Everton and Woodrow.

Overwell sized up the princess, knowing that she was not simple, but she was the jewel in His Majesty's palm, so he didn't dare to play it casually.

This time he went to Riedenburg under the name of Dunn of the Rules Burmann family - because both of them are master connoisseurs and they have very similar things in common in collecting a hobby. Although the appearance is not similar, but this is not a big problem in the age of black news - he is here to do something for King Oberg VII, a secret mission.

Thinking of this, he realized that the princess was asking himself a question again, and he came to his senses: "Naturally, the daughter of the Earl of Everton seems to be at least as good as her father, but unfortunately..."

He originally wanted to say that it was a pity that it was a woman, but he suddenly realized that the princess in front of him was the crown of the royal family, so he quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence against his will.

Of course the girl understood what he wanted to say, but she didn't ask any further. He just changed the subject and said, "However, Lord Earl, I have some doubts about your previous story. You deliberately troubled that young man, it seems a little unnecessary."

Overwell thought it was strange that you didn't understand, but he still replied respectfully: "I'm just worried about his intentions. A highland knight, who appeared in Riddenburg with his retinue, and at Everton's Beside your daughter. Your Royal Highness, you know that the white knights of Karasu and your father are not on the same path—"

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

"That's why I wanted to try him. Anyway, it's just a shadow. Compared with Karasu, I can clearly tell which is more important. For His Majesty, it doesn't matter if I try it myself." Overwell replied.

"I thank you on behalf of my father, Lord Overwell." The princess thought to herself that her father and this guy wanted to live in Karasu province, but would they be successful? She guessed that their plan was nothing more than a fabrication out of thin air.

She thought about it, and the Bastar Royal Cavalry Academy may have to increase the number of recommended places. However, she originally wanted to remind something, but after thinking about her identity, she gave up.

In the end, he only opened his mouth and said, "And then, Lord Overwell. I want to continue listening to the rest of the story. Before my history class starts, I still have time to listen to you for two or three sections."

"Of course, with pleasure."