The baron and his party returned to the castle at noon on the third day.

Freya stood at the bedroom window, watching the cavalry slowly enter the castle from afar.

The original bright armor of the escort team was gray because of the dust, and the eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that they were not rested well, but the baron who walked in front was in good spirits.

In addition to the original attire, several black sacks were tied to the back of each horse, and drops of black and red liquid flowed down the horse's back.

It seems that a lot of things have been done in the past two days.

After just one glance, she turned away and looked no more.

There is already an irreconcilable conflict between the Baron and Berta, and even if it doesn't break out now, it looks like the situation in the territory is coming soon.

These need to be dealt with, and the Baron has been getting ready lately, as can be seen from the recent situation of the escort and law enforcement teams.

On the iron ore side, according to Damstin, a part of the escort has been stationed as a long-term stronghold, and Howard himself leads the team.

A knight-level town, I think it's not much of a problem.

However, in general, although these things have little to do with her now, she still secretly remembers them in her heart.

The afternoon sky was a little overcast, with thick white clouds squeezing in, giving people a slightly oppressive feeling.

Freya glanced up at the sky.

"Looks like it's going to rain today." She muttered.

At this time, it is the time of summer and autumn, if it rains, I am afraid that the castle should do some measures in advance, the development of this world has not yet reached a high level, and the drainage system is only a simple dug ravine, if the rain is heavy, it will be a little troublesome.

However, in this gloomy weather, the work of the servants in the castle is usually easier.

Freya was dressed in a smart swordsman's outfit, her long golden hair was tied haphazardly, and two swords were tied around her body.

Descending the stairs, the castle seemed to be a little more crowded with people.

The servants saluted respectfully when they saw her, and she smiled and nodded as usual.

As she passed by a room, she stumbled upon Mary, the housekeeper in the room, who was standing in front of two maids with their heads bowed, pointing with stern faces and not knowing what they were saying.

As the Baron's favorite daughter, Freya's position in the entire castle is important, but there is actually nothing to do, originally when she was young, the Baron specially invited a teacher from the Byron Imperial Capital to teach her popular courses, but because of the naughty and willful at that time, the old man only taught for a few months before she ran away.

So she had nothing but literacy, and by the baron's indulgence she became a tomboy-like naughty little girl, until that encounter with the outcast, and was replaced by her now.

In the hearts of most people in the entire castle, she may be like this, and everyone who wants to learn swordsmanship in the last month or two may just feel that it is just a momentary enthusiasm, of course, in the baron's heart, it may also be the same.

But in fact, her current swordsmanship may have touched a hint of the threshold of knighthood because of Osiris, and the fight in the escort team was just a simple performance, in fact, she could also see that most of the people who were defeated by her did not use any strength.

Regarding her personality and behavior, although everyone can see some abrupt changes, when you think of her age at this time, which is the stage with the greatest changes, there is no big doubt.

However, the biggest change in the entire castle is actually her younger brother Eric, the original decadent and depraved little boy seems to have slowly raised his head in that incident, and he has not heard any negative news about him during this time, and he often looks serious with a wooden sword when he sees it by chance, maybe he deliberately imitates the baron, and the whole person has changed his cringe-cowing appearance and become decent.

With a drink in her hand, Freya pushed open the door to the training room.

The empty room seemed to have become her exclusive place lately, and she took a sip of the drink in her hand, the slightly sour touch mixed with the faint scent of grass permeating her mouth.

There is no such thing as coffee in this world, but there are many other similar drinks, and drinking tea seems to be a popular pastime for the aristocracy occasionally.

Placing the drink on the only table in the room, he took out his two swords.

The exercise of the bayonet was already familiar, and what she was doing now was to incorporate what she had seen these days into her own swordsmanship and form her own fighting style.

In addition to having a strong physique, things that suit you are also necessary, and if you want to become a knight-level powerhouse, this is the path you must take.

Draw your sword out of its sheath and swing it out in a fixed way of exercising.

'Snort'

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, which was the smallest relationship between the sword and the air contact surface, so that it was the fastest and most effective action.

The cold sword body flickered rapidly in the air, and although Freya was wielding the cross sword, there was still a thoughtful look in her eyes, which was her groping.

It's not just a simple practice, as if there is an invisible opponent in front of her, and the two swords in her hand don't attack all the time, but sometimes block, sometimes change positions and stab.

The nimble twin swords seemed to come to life in her hands, constantly changing positions, the cross sword stabbing head-on, and the short sword hiding behind her, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Left pick, transposition oblique, and then transposition, Freya's footsteps are extremely fast, each sword is a touch away, without dragging, extremely smooth, silver double swords because of the extremely fast speed is good in a fluttering silver veil.

As time passed, she became completely immersed in this extremely fast and continuous attack, fully using her agility to the advantage of a strange dance, and Freya was the one who danced this gorgeous and deadly dance.

In Freya's senses, her body and the sword in her hand seemed to be connected, and her body became hot with the rapid attack, and a trace of something seemed to bloom slowly with her attack.

Suddenly, her extremely fast sword dancing speed increased sharply again, and the sword light that was originally like silver yarn was now like a hurricane, and the whistling blade seemed to cut anything to pieces!

'Whew! Click! ’

The two silver threads flashed in the air and disappeared in an instant.

'Puff'

The sword frame not far from her slowly fell apart and broke into pieces as if it couldn't withstand the support of the force.

"At this time—" Freya looked at the collapsed sword frame dumbly, stunned.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, obviously a loss of force after a great deal of force.

However, then, there was a sudden brightness in her heart, as if she understood something in an instant, and her body became a lot lighter.

"Knight...?" I touched my chest, and the slight feeling of heat came from here.

"No, it's not a knight yet." Freya put down her hand, and her excitement slowly dissipated under her deliberate suppression.

"According to what my father said to me before, if I really reach the knight level, in addition to the physical feeling of qi, the potential of my body will also increase greatly by breaking through my own limits, and now I only feel that trace of qi, but there is no change in my body... It seems that he has just stepped into the threshold of the knight level. ”

However, although it is not at that level now, it will not be too long.

With the body of a fourteen-year-old girl, in just less than two months, she can break through the physical limit and reach a level that many people find difficult to achieve in a lifetime, which is completely impossible in the eyes of many people.

Freya did it, perhaps by inheriting the baron's physical qualities, or by relying on her super learning brain, but whatever the reason, she did it, and she had become a strong person in a substantial sense.

Relieving her mood, Freya calmly returned her sword to the sheath.

Although her strength has reached a fairly high level, she doesn't plan to expose herself, there are still many dangers, try to hide her hole cards by surprise to survive, this is the truth she understood in her previous life.

Freya drank the still warm drink on the table and put away her sword. Just as he was about to go back to his bedroom to take a closer look at the breath in his body, a slight footstep suddenly came from outside the door of the training room.

Click.

The door opened.

The baron, who was still dressed in silver armor, walked in, and when he saw that there was actually someone inside, he raised his head and glanced at it, and saw that it was his daughter Yan Sù's face with a hint of a smile.

"Is that you, Freya, practicing swords?"

"Yes, father." Freya bowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's just a casual practice, and now I'm about to go back." ”

"Hmm... There you go. Apparently, the baron touched her head and doted.

Although the baron's spirit seemed to be good, his long golden hair was casually draped over his shoulders and combined with the dull armor, and there was a deep sense of exhaustion.

She understood that the recent events had also put a little pressure on the baron, and that some things had to be done in person.

Freya nodded, secretly deciding that if she had the chance, she would see what she could to help.

As she walked through the baron, she was about to leave the room.

"That's right." The baron stopped her suddenly. "Freya, the Noble Academy will start recruiting students next month, you go back and prepare the following, I will send you to Kent City tomorrow, I have something to do recently, you go to Kent first to have a good time." How is it? ”