Chapter 18: Departure

Freya turned around, and the baron's mention made her raise her eyebrows, but then she thought about it, although Berta was troublesome to the baron, it was not fatal, and it was said that Kent City was a large city belonging to the Byron country, and some things were not visible in Grimm's territory... If she misses this opportunity, I'm afraid she will have to wait until next year, which makes her a little excited.

"Well, I got my father."

"Alright, you go back and rest." The baron smiled and waved his hand.

Freya nodded away, and behind what she couldn't see, the baron's smiling face gradually retracted, revealing a dull tiredness.

Turning his head and glancing at the familiar training room. A pile of wooden blocks was placed strangely in the distance, causing the baron's gaze to freeze slightly, and the smooth cut was like a sword wound.

"Could it be the nearest Bailey?" ……

Not caring how the baron guessed the damage to the pile of sword stands, Freya went straight back to her bedroom.

The lightness of practicing the sword just now gradually faded, but the qi in his chest stayed there.

Curious, Freya carefully felt the flow of air in her body like a swimming fish.

"This is the so-called qi sense..."

It is said that you have to exercise this qi well, and after it is stimulated, the body will burst out with great strength.

"I don't know what it's like to be a knight." Freya had some wistful.

As for going to Kent City tomorrow, Freya also understood that this was the decision made by the Baron to really fight with Berta, after all, if Freya was in the castle, the Baron would be more or less distracted during the battle, so it was better to let her go far away and pick her up when it was over.

"It's good to go out, it's said that there are mysterious people called wizards and some alien humanoids in Kent City, I don't know if I can meet them."

From various books, Freya also gradually discovered that this world is not just a simple era of cold weapons, and legend has it that there are people with extraordinary abilities in some special places, who master the power of all things and can call the wind and rain, and this kind of powerful person is called a wizard.

However, these are legends passed down from person to person after all, and the actual situation needs to be carefully verified.

The night was uneventful.

Early the next morning, Freya packed up her salutes and left Grimm Castle in an ordinary carriage without alarming anyone.

The sky was gloomy, and it was drizzling.

Between the vast green forests, on a winding path, Freya's carriage swayed crookedly.

This path in the forest is a shortcut to Kent City, and is generally not traveled by many people except for a few hunters and those in a hurry, and more importantly, the road greatly avoids the territory of Berta.

At this point, the conflict between the Baron and Bertha has become worse and worse, and it is not difficult to imagine what will be done if a carriage is found coming out of Grimm's territory.

Kent City is more than ten days away from Grimm's Territory in the countryside, and it is more than twenty days away from the opening of Kent's Noble Academy, so Freya is not in a hurry.

This time, apart from a maid and a stout middle-aged groom, the baron did not add any other guards to her.

The rain was still falling and there seemed to be signs of getting bigger, and the maid in the carriage looked to be about the same age as her, and was also fourteen or fifteen years old, but the ordinary appearance of black and thin was carefully huddled in the corner, waiting for Freya's orders, while the groom sitting in front of the carriage was skillfully driving the horses, trying to make the carriage run as smoothly as possible.

After walking along this road for more than an hour, the originally rich forest has become much lower, and some signs of houses and people can already be seen in the distance.

Freya put her hand out of the carriage, and the raindrops felt cool in her palm.

"Werther, are you going out of the forest?" Freya asked suddenly, to the groom driving the carriage.

"Yes, Miss." The middle-aged man named Witt wiped the rain on his face and said respectfully, "We are about to go to the iron ore area, where is the junction, please Miss be aggrieved and don't make a sound." ”

"yes, I see." Freya nodded.

Now is the time for the conflict between the two realms to escalate, and in order to get over Berta, Freya is also fully prepared.

At the moment she was dressed like an ordinary commoner girl, her gray-brown linen skirt was a little dirty, her blonde hair was dyed plain flaxen, and the two swords were not on her body but in the compartment of the carriage, which belonged to the position that could be taken out as soon as she was taken out.

And Werther, who drove the car, also worked as a groom in the Berta territory for a while, and later moved to the Grimm territory for some reasons, and he is also very familiar with the two territories.

As time passed, the originally crooked carriage gradually stabilized, and although Freya who was sitting in the carriage did not look out, she also knew that it was on the road.

A trace of the smell of blood permeated the air, and the smell of blood in the air was no different from ordinary people, but it was extremely sensitive to Freya, and as she gradually stepped into the knight level, some particularly unusual things would be discovered by her.

It is clear that this place, where there have been frequent battles lately.

Freya looked out through the carriage and saw tents on both sides of the road, some soldiers in half-length armor with the infeid of the Green family crest cooking something in rudimentary pots made of stones, emitting a faint fragrance.

Seeing the ordinary carriage moving over, he simply looked at it, and then stopped looking, and the soldiers of these families did not know that Freya was in the car.

In the distance, slender black pillars stood sparsely and sparsely, and above the pillars was a ball covered by black linen, which was washed by the rain, and a black liquid flowed down.

Seeing this, Freya's face turned pale, and her better eyesight allowed her to see clearly something that was not tightly covered, which were human heads that had been hung up, and they looked quite fresh, apparently they had been put on not long ago.

Although I know the cruelty of the battle, it is far from being as spectacular as I have seen with my own eyes, but as I see more, the mustard in my heart has also adapted.

Freya looked back at the young maid in the innermost part, her face was also pale and pale, obviously she also saw this, but it was also obviously far worse than Freya.

"Miss... What are the commands. Seeing Freya's gaze, the maid's body trembled slightly and tried to get up, obviously mistaken for her.

"It's okay, you sit down." Sighing, Freya directly lowered the curtains hanging on both sides of the car window to cover the things outside.

For a moment, the opaque carriage became somewhat gloomy, only occasionally brightening from the doors as the carriage jolted.

Freya was not interested in saying anything to the maid, and closed her eyes and fell into contemplation.

The inside of the carriage was wobbly and comfortable.

During this period, there were no accidents except for the carriage stopping once and Werther getting out of the carriage to negotiate with people.

After some time, Freya woke up from her light sleep and pulled the curtain on the car window, revealing the strange appearance of a forest outside.

"Where is this? Already out of Berta's territory? Freya asked softly.

"Ah, miss, are you awake? We've just reached the Guò junction and are on our way to the town of Bet, and we'll be resting in about two hours. Werther's respectful voice came from the front of the car.