Chapter 45: The Peak
Seeing the fallen guard, Freya walked quickly over to hold him up.
"What's wrong!?" Freya frowned, and she could clearly see that the guard's right arm was unusually twisted, apparently broken.
"Little... Miss... I... Captain Nick... Poof" was excited, causing the guard to spit out a mouthful of blood clots with clots.
"Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly!" Freya steadied his emotions and said softly.
"Ahem... Nick... Captain Nick and Captain Darmsteen were attacked... It's the Sea Clan... On the corner of Sain Street...", the staccato sound made Freya slightly stunned.
"Sea Clan attacking Nick!?" The information from the guards undoubtedly made Freya stunned a little, but it seemed that Nick's side was indeed in great danger.
Just as she was about to go out with her crosssword, Howard and Eric in the clearing were also attracted by the sound outside the door.
But when they saw the bloodied face of the guard next to Freya, who was almost unstable, Howard's face changed, and he walked over quickly.
"What's going on!?" He asked in a deep voice.
"Nick seems to have been attacked by the Sea Clan, things are a little strict, and there are other questions you ask him, I'll go first...!"
Without further ado, after Freya pointed to the seriously injured guard, she directly burst out and accelerated away.
ββ¦β¦β
Howard looked at the girl who was leaving quickly, his eyes shrank slightly, and he quickly said to Eric next to him.
"Erik, go to Andre and tell him that something might be going to happen."
Encountering this kind of thing suddenly, Eric was a little stunned for a while, but when he heard Howard's voice, he immediately woke up.
"Yes!"
Eric nodded immediately and quickly walked out the door.
After watching the two leave, Howard lifted the guard with a heavy face and walked directly into the room.
On the way, Freya, who burst out with a sense of anger, ran quickly with a gloomy face, and her whole person was like a white hurricane.
The pedestrians around her couldn't see her clearly at all, and could only see the general situation vaguely.
Sain Street, which she had passed by yesterday while shopping, was a street selling groceries not far from the manor, which she conservatively estimated would be less than three minutes at her current pace.
'Hopefully it's okay!' Freya's eyes glistened with coldness......
Corner of Sain Street.
The heavy smell of blood and the occasional loud noise silenced the otherwise lively streets.
There was a lot of destroyed debris and blood scattered on the ground.
In addition to two humans in brown leather armor lying in the corner, there were several blue-skinned Sea Tribes on the ground.
Boom!!
Damstin's huge body slammed into the wall and slammed into the wall, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood and the giant sword in his hand came out.
And opposite him, a ** with an upper body, a burly blue-skinned sea tribesman smirked at his powerful blow.
He had no mission weapons on his body, only iron gloves with a finger-long spike on his hands.
At this moment, the sharp spikes of the glove slowly lowered the bright red liquid.
Shark-like teeth popped into the Sea Clanman's mouth, and he looked around and grinned.
"I didn't expect to be discovered by you! Tell me, how many secrets does the one you desperately want to let go know about us!! β
'Poof. β
Damstin, who spurted out a mouthful of blood again, looked at the strong Sea Clan in front of him with some gloom, and his voice was slightly distorted because of pain.
ββ¦ I don't know what secrets! You were the ones who attacked us first! β
"I tell you, what do I dislike the most about you humans, do you know?" Hearing Damsteen's answer, the huge pupils of the Sea Tribesman suddenly condensed, and actually turned into vertical pupils like crocodiles, and he walked over slowly, slowly saying with a murderous aura.
"I don't like you human dishonesty the most!"
Damsteen's face froze.
Half an hour ago, with the baron's orders, the four people who bought some supplies came to Sain Street, and when they were halfway through the purchase, Nick suddenly wanted to find a place to solve his personal physiological problems, but he didn't expect that he actually touched a blocked secret door around the corner.
Just as he opened the door with curiosity, a group of fierce Sea Tribesmen who seemed to be talking about something inside were suddenly startled by the sudden arrival of the person.
Thus, the battle was born.......
Looking at the Sea Clan with murderous intent on his face, Damsteen's heart sank, except for killing a few Sea Clansmen at the beginning, Nick and the other cronies were smashed open by the guy in front of them, lying on the ground and not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
And although his current situation is better than the two of them, with the current situation, it may be a matter of time.
'I don't know, did Kate run to the manor to tell Miss SΓΉ, maybe this time it really...'
Perhaps more than once in the face of death, Damstin was half-leaning against the wall, his eyes were faintly quiet, and in a trance he returned to the original place at Grimm Castle, where the girl in the long white dress suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the sword with a strong posture.
The slender figure picked up his lost hope again.
'I'm really going to die...'
The huge fist shadow slowly enlarged in his eyes, and the red marks on the top spikes were extremely dazzling.
'Ding'
A silver light suddenly flashed out, hitting the iron gloves of the Sea Clansman fiercely, and the two made a crisp sound of bells, and a little spark was faintly visible.
And this sudden change also caused the fist that had been smashed on Damsdine's face to deviate from its direction and slam into the wall next to it.
With such a tremendous force that the debris splashed on the wall also cut the side of Damsteen's face.
"What people!"
The Sea Clansman, who quickly put away his fists, looked at the silver light with cold vertical pupils, and it was a delicate flying knife.
At the intersection of Sain Street, a young girl dressed in a white swordsman's suit and her hair flying around due to the air currents appeared.
Call... Call...
Rapid breathing, accompanied by sweat.
Freya looked at the three people who fell to the ground with cold eyes, and said nothing.
'Bang! β
The cross-sword suddenly unsheathed.
The air flow that gradually dissipated on his body strengthened again.
Freya swept away the Sea Clan like a whirlwind.
'Ding, ding, ding! β
A series of metal clashes rang out, and the crosssword instantly exploded countless sparks on the Sea Clan's body.
Feeling the attack on his body, the Sea Clansman frowned slightly, and his free hands opened suddenly, and he actually followed Freya's action tricks.
'Whew! β
The slight tearing sound and the pursuit of the spikes on the fist gloves made Freya explode back several meters directly, and the arm holding the cross sword trembled slightly. There was a hint of surprise in his calm gaze.
'It's still intact under its own offensive, and that kind of defense... The pinnacle of knighthood! β
"That's the helper you're looking for?"
The Sea Tribesman, who had lightly forced Freya away, looked at Damstin lying on the ground with some provocation, his staggered sharp teeth grinning slightly.
"It's a little stronger than you, but it still doesn't seem to be enough to see!!"