Chapter Twenty-Nine: The End
On the other side, there was also Freya who fell at the same time.
Lie there as if you were fished out of the water.
This fierce fight was deliberately chosen, so it was far away from the place of the ball, and no one noticed anything unusual.
"Ahem!"
After a long time, Freya, who had regained a little strength, stood up with her sword in her hand.
She looked down at Philip, whose eyes were wide open and had been disfigured, and there was no victor's smile, only a hint of determination in her eyes.
Skirting the corpse, she walked slowly to Eric's side and touched her nose, and Freya exhaled slightly.
"It's okay... Just knocked unconscious. β
pinched the person and patted his face gently, and with a soft **, Eric woke up.
He looked at the place he was in confusion, but when he saw the figure in front of him, his hazy eyes instantly sobered up.
"Sister... How could I be here, I'm not going to my father'......"
"You've been kidnapped by Oclysses!" Picking Eric up, Freya said in a deep voice, "However, it's over now!" β
"Huh?" Eric looked at his sister inexplicably, not understanding what she meant.
Without much explanation, she touched Eric's forehead and suddenly said seriously. "Now you go to your father, tell your father, the ball is a conspiracy, Saladin's people are coming tonight, prepare to escape!"
Feeling the ice hand on his forehead, Eric gradually understood the severity of the matter, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and asked Freya.
"Sister, why are you still here?"
"I still have something to do! Catch up with yours soon! Freya smiled earnestly at her only brother.
ββ¦β¦ Good! Then you hurry up. After a little hesitation, Eric also understood Freya's insistence, and left as fast as he could.
"Hmm!" Nodding her head, and seeing Eric disappear, Freya covered her abdomen with a pale face.
Looks like it's time to recuperate. She frowned, feeling the cramping pain inside, and she knew that the internal organs must have ruptured. This kind of battle with small injuries is fine, but once you encounter a strong person, it will definitely not work.
However, with this kind of process, the life of a knight-level powerhouse is also very profitable!
After pausing for a moment, feeling the pain in her abdomen lessen a little, she walked to Damstin, who was farther away.
This strong man looked at the girl in front of him with a pale smile at the moment, counting that the injuries on his body were more serious than Freya's, and he used the strength of the reserve knight to compete with the knight level, and it was good if he didn't die.
However, what makes people unbelievable is that the young lady who has always been cheerful and jumpy will actually be a hidden knight powerhouse, which makes him feel a burst of pride in his heart.
"Can you still get up?" Freya asked in a low voice.
"Yes!" Damstin moved his body slightly, and a sudden stabbing pain came from inside his body, and the sharp pain made his already pale face even paler, but he actually stood up under the gritted teeth.
Looking at Damstin who stood up, Freya immediately helped him up.
The man who seems to be very heavy is actually supported by her effortlessly, and there is a strong disobedience.
"Miss, let's go." Darkin said to her embarrassedly.
"Hmm!" Freya looked at the last three bodies lying in the hallway and nodded slightly.
You know, the words that Damstin shouted at the last moment of death, she still remembers, and her loyalty to Damstin is evident.
The two of them did not stagger, and as they passed by Philip's corpse, Freya's eyes lit up and she suddenly stopped and bent down.
"As an earl, there should be good things on you, right?"
A delicate money bag was carefully groped for on the corpse covered with sword marks, but now it was in tatters and full of knife edges.
Ignoring the sticky blood on it, she opened it directly.
Several finely notched gold coins and two broken emeralds were placed in it, and at the bottom of the purse was a finger-long box, which was actually intact.
ββ¦οΌβ Freya opened it with doubts.
An ice-blue crystal earring lay quietly on it, and a faint cold light shone from the earring.
Without careful investigation of the scene, she directly carried it all into her arms, and just as she had not taken a few steps, outside the window of the corridor, the originally dark sky, in the distance, a red flame rushed directly into the sky, and then exploded.
It seemed to be the signal of the beginning, and then hundreds of fireworks rose into the air at the same time, and the blue-red-green flames made the entire castle appear as if it were daytime.
"This isβ" Damstin stared at the brilliant fireworks outside.
Faintly, the sword was unsheathed and the sound of people shouting and killing was mixed in.
"Let's go!"
Calmly looking at the fireworks outside the window, Freya put away her mind and whispered.
And on the other side of the corridor where the two left.
The originally lively ball had now turned into a battlefield, and when the fireworks were raised, a large number of Imperial soldiers suddenly poured in, subduing all the dignitaries of Castle Green present in an instant.
Several officers in ornate armor slowly walked to the high platform of the ball, and were looking at their effects with satisfaction, when suddenly the open door slammed shut.
"Kill me!!"
A fierce voice sounded, and immediately outside the Imperial soldiers, rows of half-armored guards with Grimm's family emblem appeared, and they entered the dance without saying a word.
In this group of guards, a burly man in black heavy armor entered the battlefield with a sinister smile on his face, and the giant sword in his hand that looked like a door panel was almost one sword at a time.
"Traitor! Damn it! A ferocious roar came out of Howard's mouth.
I saw that his already tall body immediately rose a few points, almost reaching a height of nearly three meters, and the exposed skin turned into a dark color, several imperial soldiers wanted to sneak attack, and the long sword slashed at him, but found that he couldn't break the opponent's defense at all!
"Kill !!" The giant sword in his hand swung violently, and the people around him, including the buildings, were slashed to pieces by the sword.
"Howard, Bailey! I'll meet you! Suddenly, a tall, thin figure appeared in front of Howard, who was like a little giant, with a haughty voice.
ββ¦ Caddy? How are you!? Seeing the other party's appearance, Howard, who was surging with momentum, suddenly stared, his eyes full of incredulity.
"My former brother, you have also become a traitor???"
"This is our fate! Needless to say! The tall and thin man seemed to be reluctant to mention the past, and directly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and a sudden air flow surged from his body, and his speed increased in a straight line