Chapter Forty-Eight: Wake Up

The light and shadow in the haze, in the cloudy vision, surrounded by many tiny colored particles jumping around her body.

'What is this?' Where am I? Her sluggish brain tried to figure things out, "By the way, I wasn't fooled by the Sea Clan... And then the blue light... That pendant? ’

Just as she was about to think deeply, a sharp pain in her brain hit her.

"Hmm..."

A hoarse voice erupted in his throat, and as his brain became clear, his body felt as if it had been torn apart.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

Instead of a room from her manor, she was greeted by a strange bedroom.

She tried to turn her neck, and found a maid in a white slave costume sitting on a chair next to her.

Perhaps it was the sound of her whisper, and the maid woke up in a daze.

When she saw Freya's open eyes, she was overjoyed, and she stood up and ran out the door.

"My lord, my lord, that young lady woke up..."

With a somewhat sluggish expression, she watched the maid run out in a hurry, and Freya wanted to raise her hand and touch her gradually alleviating headache, only to find that her entire body was wrapped in white bandages on her face, and there was a bitter smell of herbs all over her body.

A feeling of weakness made her frown slightly, but then she felt that her body was not too much of a problem except for weakness, and the bones that had been broken were now intact.

'It seems that it wasn't a hallucination...' she breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling of the rest of her life did not make her feel any waves, but was amazed and curious about the mysterious power of her previous experience.

The seemingly ordinary ice blue earrings were found from Philip, but he did not use this powerful power until he died.

Is there any limit to the use of earrings? Also, where did this pendant come from? ’

There were too many questions in her mind that needed to be answered, but the state at this time did not allow her to do anything.

In the midst of his thoughts, the sound of crisp footsteps came from the doorway.

In Freya's sight, a handsome man in a white aristocratic dress walked in with a smile.

"Miss Elluda, are you awake?"

The magnetic voice, like those idol stars in the previous life, coupled with her handsome appearance, made Freya stunned, but the person in front of her said the pseudonym given to her by the baron before, and only the people of Chabrol knew it, which made her a little vigilant.

"Who are you? Why do you know my name, and also, what is this place? ”

Without answering her question, the man pulled over the chair and sat on the side of the bed.

"None of this matters, maybe you've forgotten it, it's the second time we've met, the first time was in the auditorium of Beram College, do you remember?" The modest voice and etiquette make people unconsciously feel good.

However, in Freya's feelings, although the man in front of him has a gentle temperament, he has a faint smell of blood that can never be removed, which is a unique taste that has killed many people, and from the pace and behavior of him who walked in before, it can be discerned that he is also a master, and his strength is at least knight-level midstream, or peak.

However, the attitude brought to her by this super master is a kind of deliberate gentleness, which is particularly weird.

This is certainly not what he used to be! She had a judgment in her heart.

Perhaps sensing Freya's strange gaze at him, the man's face stiffened slightly, and then he put away a somewhat contrived smile and said helplessly.

"Well, since Miss Eluda doesn't want to guess, I'll be straight to the point, I'm Moffett. Felix, you can also call me Moffitt directly, I am the current lord of this Dazier City. ”

"City Lord?"

Freya looked at the handsome and young man in front of her with some surprise, but she never expected it to be the city lord.

In her impression, in this war-torn place, the city lord who manages a city in an orderly manner must be an old man with both intelligence, but she didn't expect it to be so young.

'Oh yes,' she remembered. When I was in the auditorium of that college, when I ran away directly after playing the piano, it seemed that a man dressed in aristocratic clothes stopped me at the door, but I didn't expect it to be him. ’

As if guessing what Freya was thinking, he nodded and continued.

"Your current location is in the City Lord's Mansion, and your father and the others also moved here together for the first three days of your coma."

"......" Listening to Moffett's narration, Freya frowned slightly.

I didn't expect to be in a coma for three days, and for his so-called 'move', I think it was another talk of house arrest.

With the soberness of her head, combined with what the Sea Clan had said before, she vaguely felt that she had been involved in a big event, and it was not an ordinary big event.

"Now that you're awake, then I want to ask..."

Moffett's tone became a little questioning. There was no need to guess and think of the question he was going to ask next, so Freya directly interrupted in advance.

"I don't know any Sea Clan, and I don't want to know about you, I just killed him when I saw him hurt my people, that's all!"

The cold tone carried the girl's tough attitude, and for this rude interruption of his words, Moffett just looked deeply into her eyes, and frowned.

"You know! The information you get could be about half the lives of the entire city of Dazier! You're the last one to kill Auf, don't you know? ”

The coercion of the superior came from him, forcing Freya in front of him.

can slash to death the peak of the knight level Auf with a sword, for the girl in front of him, Moffett actually admires it very much, at least if he faces Auf, it will take a lot of effort to kill him.

Coupled with the piano music he had heard before, Freya's favor in his heart was naturally self-evident.

However, Auf's death is related to the large-scale production and trade between the city and the Sea Clan, and it also implicates the hard-liner attitude of the Sea Clan, and this series of things adds up to make him look at her with a cold and hard gaze.

"I've already said it! I don't know what the information is! If you don't believe me..."

Ignoring Moffett's coercion, Freya's cold tone seemed to freeze anything, and a trace of danger slowly emanated from her.

Looking at Freya's attitude steadily, Moffett's brows furrowed even deeper, and the corners of his mouth moved several times, but he still didn't say it after all.

After a moment of silence, he stood up, took one last deep look at her, and turned to leave directly!

watched Moffett leave until he disappeared from her sight. Freya frowned and touched the position of her chest, if Moffett had said something more just now, maybe she might have done something unexpected.

And this is not what she has always done, but it is because of the turbulent feeling in her chest.

Close your eyes and take a few deep breaths to calm the breath in your chest.

When the love was already under control, she opened her eyes and muttered with some confusion.

"Could it be that he is improving his strength too quickly, and the director is restless?"