Act 2 Mercenaries

Before he started speaking, Overwell took out a necklace from his bosom. It was a very common brass necklace. A beautiful crystal pendant was hung on the polished chain, and there was a line of small characters written on it: Freya.

He showed the necklace to the girl and said, "This necklace is what she carries with her, and her name should come from it. But it is actually her mother's name, Your Highness the Princess."

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

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

"Then this girl should be the only descendant of Everton?"

"Exactly."

"Since Lord Overwell is here, the little girl must have escaped from danger, can you say that?" the girl asked.

"You can say that, but the process is a bit bizarre." The middle-aged man nodded indifferently, but his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he remembered something interesting.

"Oh?" The princess was slightly surprised.

"It's mostly about the young man."

"So it's back to him?"

"No, it's just that the young man has been playing some kind of miraculous role throughout the whole process. It seems to be a light sentence to say this, but in fact the whole escape journey is full of unpredictability - there are several critical situations that even me It's a bit out of hand, and many people can't even imagine that kind of situation, but he was forced to move back—"

When Oufwell mentioned this, he couldn't help but sneer: "It's not even polite to say that compared to some incompetent people, this young man is probably the only one who made Madara eat a turtle once in this battle. .”

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

"Especially he got a good thing in the process," the middle-aged man couldn't help showing a look of reminiscence when he said this: "But what exactly is it, let the old minister keep it a secret."

"Speaking of which, I'm more interested in hearing what kind of young man even Master Overwell is full of praise for. It's just that time is running out, so please start."

Only then did Overwell nodded, took a step back, and continued to talk about what happened that night...

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Freya heard Su whistling this way from the corner of the street. It was clear and sweet, and it sounded like a nightingale, but it was a warning. She hurriedly turned her head, and found that four or five strangers on the street had surrounded her, knowing that her previous actions were a little too big, which aroused the hostility of the other party.

Without thinking about it, she pushed Roman's distant relative away and rushed into the house. The people behind saw it and immediately quickened their pace to catch up, but Freya had already rushed into the bedroom and closed the door first, and then overturned the cabinet and got stuck in the aisle.

The sound of bang bang sounded immediately, and Freya felt as if her heart was about to burst out of her chest. She looked at the window beside her - gritted her teeth, and jumped out of there with a 'wow' sound.

Eruin jumped out of the wooden lattice windows that most ordinary civilians still use at this time of year. Although he was protected by the wind armor, he still hit Freya's arm and forehead with a faint pain. She hit a few times from the ground. Rolling up, he found that he had reached the alley behind the street. He raised his head and glanced left and right, just in time to see Su stumbling into this alley from the other end.

However, the girl's face was pale, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Su!" Freya stood up and shouted halfway, but half of the words got stuck in her throat.

She raised her head and saw the dots of blue light moving towards the center of the sky. At first, the girl didn't realize what it was, she was still in a daze for a while, and then she suddenly realized that it was an arrow.

The arrow that ignites the fire of the soul, the masterpiece of Madara's skeletal archers.

The experience of that night in Butch immediately came to her mind, Freya called out to be careful, and rushed over to protect Su under her body.

Arrows rained down immediately, and countless arrows crackled and smashed on the tiles of the nearby houses. A thin layer of tiles couldn't stop Madara's special tapered heavy arrows, and the house soon rang. screams. Freya felt Su hugging her on the ground and trembling—in fact, she herself was not much better, her face was pale, and she felt that her heartbeat was about to stop.

A few arrows hit the blue wind feathers surrounding her body and bounced outward. Freya didn't know that the defense of the half body armor after the game stroke was the terrible wind feather's all-round protection of 3 points, and the half body armor itself was 2 points--in fact, the defense of the full body armor was only 3 points.

Therefore, she always thought that she might die in the next second, and closed her eyes tightly in fright, but her body still remained motionless to protect the girl below.

For about a minute, there were two waves of arrows raining back and forth, and the crackling sounds around him finally faded away. Su and Freya trembled and opened their eyes together. They glanced at each other, each with a lingering fear in their eyes.

"Ku...Ku...Kuu, outside." Su said with difficulty breathing.

Freya was slightly taken aback, and then felt a chill in her heart, realizing that it was Madara's army that 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.

Thinking of this, the future Valkyrie got up, grabbed Su's hand and pulled him up: "Su, let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Su asked a little at a loss.

"Run! Get out of here! Let's get out of this place together!" Freya's heart was in a mess. Only at this time did she really understand how much pressure Brando was under. She thought and thought, but could only think of taking one step at a time and waiting See Brando again.

"I'm going back, my father is still in the store."

"I will go with you."

Su nodded.

Bonoan Market is on the west side of Riddenburg, close to the Pine River, and the Red Copper Dragon Story Bar is on the north street between Bonoan Market and Traveler's Bridge, and the distance in the middle is not far. But when Freya and Su rushed there, because of the raging fire in the direction of the west gate, the streets and bars were already full of people——

Since the night, there was a fire in the House of Nobles first, and then the frequent transfer of guards, which was already full of unrest. So people were already whispering, asking each other what happened.

Some of them thought that Madara's army was approaching the city, and some thought that the nobles in the city were attacking, but none of them thought that the army of undead had already entered the city. Freya and Su separated from the crowd, and found that the boss of the "Red Copper Dragon Story Club" and its guests had already run outside, pointing fingers at the blazing Ximen.

As soon as Su saw his father, he rushed towards him, like a baby swallow falling into the forest, his daughter's behavior made the bar owner Leto slightly taken aback. He patted the girl on the back to calm Su down for a while, but the latter stood on tiptoe and whispered something in his ear. Leto's eyes sank, he looked at Freya first, nodded to her to express his gratitude, and then turned to the group of mercenaries beside him - Freya noticed that most of these people were his guests before.

Leto clapped his hands, causing those people to stop and look at him. Someone even made a joke: "What's the matter, old Leto, could it be that you want to buy us a drink just because of the big fireworks?"

Everyone burst into applause.

But the bar owner replied: "It's okay to have a drink, but not today. Listen everyone, Madara has entered the city."

He said that when Madara entered the city for the first time, these people didn't understand it, and it took several seconds to react. Then Leto added it again, and only then did the more than thirty people at the scene fall silent.

This is real?

This sentence is clearly written on everyone's face now.

"Su told me, she won't lie to me." Leto said frankly.

Freya frowned slightly. Most people would not discuss this news in public, because even she knew it might cause panic. But unless Leto didn't think about this issue, or he had his plan, the possibility of the latter coming to the Valkyrie in the future is probably much greater.

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

It seemed like everyone in the room was prioritizing such a problem, rather than turning around or yelling at the news. Freya carefully watched the reactions of these people, and suddenly realized that the relationship between this bar and its regular customers might not be as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Let's kill it."

"Let's fight out together." Someone suggested.

"But how do you get out?" Someone asked again.

Since Madara started to attack from the west gate, the east gate, which is farthest from the eyes of ordinary people, should be the safest place. But mercenaries are people who come out of the battlefield, and most of them have some basic tactical literacy. Eruin's siege pays attention to three sides and one side, but the key factor depends on whether it is a surprise attack or a siege.

Moreover, Madara's tactical purpose is also very important. Is the undead to kill, seize the city, plunder, or have further targets?

This is also a major difficulty in the battle between the Bright World and Madara, because it is difficult for the living to judge what the dead want to do and what kind of tactical intentions they have.

There were different opinions for a while, but no one could come up with a method that could convince the public. Freya waited anxiously for a while, raised her sword hand again and again, and finally interjected rashly: "I, I think I know someone who can take you out of the city—"

Her words silenced the people present and turned their eyes to her. Someone recognized her and was still thinking about whistling: "Isn't this the little girl just now?"

Freya blushed under the eyes of everyone. She didn't expect that she would say that. She couldn't help thinking that she was making the decision on behalf of Brando-would Brando blame her? She suddenly realized that she was afraid of this, but she calmed down and thought about it—from Brando's point of view, he had been seeking help, and in this case, it was enough to gather these people into a useful force.

But how can these people be brought together?

At the end of the day, the future Valkyrie hesitated again—can she do it well? As a mere militia captain, try to find a way to command these experienced mercenaries who have been born and died on the battlefield.

But Freya quickly calmed down, at most, she just gave it a try. Thinking of this, the girl grasped her sword tightly and held it nervously in front of her chest.

Her appearance seemed a little girlish, so the others had to turn their attention to Leto, who introduced, "It was this young lady who saved my daughter before."

"Then miss, how can we trust you?" Then someone asked later.

coming. Freya took a breath: "Of course you can trust me, do you know why those guards wanted to arrest me and my partner?"

"Why?"

"Because we are Butch's militiamen, Madara had already invaded there two days ago, and our companions and I escaped from Madara's claws just to report to Riddenburg, but the nobles We've been disappointed by the response—"

She paused: "Surely you don't expect those people to save you?"

"Of course, those maggots."

"Maggots. Good description, have a drink."

"Cheers." The crowd responded one after another.

"You mean, you have a way to avoid Madara's attention?" Leto glanced at her and asked.

Freya nodded.

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(PS: The fourth generation of heavy fighters was born, and I also said that it will explode, um. In addition, some people are discussing the writing of these chapters. I am just doing an exercise, please bear with me. In addition, it will not be used often. This way of writing is just an experiment, and this book has just begun, please don't mind.

In addition, maybe it will explode tomorrow, won't it? )