After the baron and the others had clarified what had happened, the suspended convoy moved again.

Silently, Freya returned to her carriage, closed her eyes, and thought about something.

Killing a bunch of robbers who were only ordinary warriors like chopping melons and vegetables did not cause her any psychological burden.

For these bandits of the Sico steppe, Freya no longer treats them as human beings in her heart.

may have gone through a lot, from time travel to the present, she has undergone tremendous changes in both her personality and behavior, and she has gradually lost her appearance.

If it was before, she would not dare to think about killing, but now she has slowly developed a calm mind to look at anything. And there is also a sense of disregard for human life.

And as the number of killings increases, this feeling goes deeper and deeper into the heart.

Of course, for this feeling, it is not a bad thing for Freya now, after all, to survive in this world, some changes must be made.

I just don't know what these changes will make her into in the future.

The carriage swayed gently, and Freya found a comfortable position to lean against the carriage, squinting slightly at the seeds that flashed from time to time outside that were crushed by the wheels and glowed, as if she was pretending to sleep.

No one was going to come over to talk to her, and since the accident at Castle Green, she liked to sit and think quietly in a place where no one was disturbing.

Unless she is an acquaintance, she will not take the initiative to talk to others.

After a long time, everyone got used to the sudden quiet nature of their second lady. Occasionally, when they talked about her, they also looked at her in awe.

Soon, the convoy caught up with the two white wagons that had been waiting for them.

The unconscious third lady had already woken up, and after thanking the baron again, they unanimously decided that the baron and his party would go ahead, and Chabrol's carriage would follow behind, which would be conducive to protection.

After walking for two hours.

It was all dark, and even though there were blue seeds around it, the road was almost out of sight.

If you insist on going, there may be a possibility of deviating course.

"Find a place to camp." The baron waved his hand and asked the convoy to pull to the side of the road.

The few people who followed him did not have any opinion on the baron's decision.

Everyone dismounted from the wagon and cleared a clearing with weapons, some of the guards dispersed to guard the guard, and most of them took out tents and cooking utensils from the wagon, ready to camp and cook.

The six carriages form a semi-circular shape tacitly, which is convenient for encountering emergencies.

In less than ten minutes, two bonfires were raised, the pale yellow light jumped, and several people began to take out things to prepare food. For a while, the whole team also seemed to have a lively atmosphere.

Howard sat on the side and took the wound medicine handed over by the person next to him, and took it gently, his body is slowly recovering these days, although his face is still pale, but he can already make proper exercise movements, and it won't be long before he can regain his strength in his heyday.

On the other side of the carriage, the baron was holding a cross sword and making some basic movements towards Eric, who was also a serious observer, apparently teaching him basic swordsmanship.

Nick and Dumsteen patrol the area.

Freya sat by the campfire with her sword in her arms, looking at what was boiling on it, her blue eyes imprinted with red flames, and there was an indescribable beauty.

On the other side, the people of Chabrol did not want to join them, but lit a bonfire alone, and the four of them sat quietly, no one spoke, only an ignorant toddler made a sound of Yiyi, ah, Ah

The broth and bread had been brought to Freya, and the baron and Eric had already walked over.

She took the bowl of soup and blew it gently to cool it quickly, taking a sip, the aroma of the gravy spreading in her mouth.

Even though there is no special seasoning, the flavor of the meat itself has melted into the soup, and the taste is exceptionally delicious.

Mixed with the breeze blowing from the grassland from time to time, this atmosphere makes her feel relaxed when she is always calm.

After eating her share of food, Freya stood up and patted the dirt on her body.

The tent had been set up, and Freya was the only woman in the convoy to have her own tent.

Although it was already dark at the moment, it was not time to sleep.

After doing a few basic exercises in the open space, she returned to the side of the carriage.

In the distance, Chabrol was eating, but the young lady was holding her child and looking at Freya in the distance with curiosity.

He looked like he wanted to go over and talk, but he didn't hesitate. Come to think of it, after waking up, the three of them also knew how powerful she was.

However, in the end, she did not muster up the courage to come over, and returned to the carriage directly with the child in her arms.

Leaning on the side of the carriage, Freya quietly looked at the stars that had lit up in the sky, combined with the blue dots of light that flickered from time to time in the grass, and her mood was surprisingly peaceful.

The cross sword hangs from the waist, and the body also inadvertently develops the habit of drawing the sword at any time.

Since becoming a knight, she can feel the changes in her body every day, and the air flow in her chest is almost autonomous to stimulate every trace of potential of this body, making it more powerful.

According to her own judgment, she is classified by the low, medium and high of knights, and she now belongs to the level of a knight in the middle of the stream, except for the fact that her strength is slightly inferior, she is at the high level in other aspects.

The baron, on the other hand, is at the peak of his knighthood, and Howard in his heyday may be slightly weaker, but it is also between the middle and high levels.

However, at her current age, she still has a lot of potential to tap, but Baron and Howard are on the verge of going from the peak of their lives to the point of near weakness.

In the usual discussion with the baron, Freya knew that if the baron did not break through his own strength again during this period and became a great knight, he might only be able to stop at the peak state of the knight level for the rest of his life.

It is said that when a person of a great knight looks at the knight class, it is like a knight class looks at the difference between an ordinary warrior.

Of course, so far, Freya hasn't even seen a big knight-level powerhouse, so she can't judge the gap.

And when each knight-level breakthrough to a big knight, in addition to the skyrocketing strength, it is said that its own lifespan will be longer than that of ordinary people, and it can retain its own strength until death, and it will not decline with the weakening of the body.

"That must be something that you can do if you already know your body thoroughly, right?" Freya was a little yearning.