Freya stood by the window of her room, squinting slightly.

Her current room seemed to be on the fourth floor, with a wide view, and it was easy to see the general outline of Dazier City from this angle.

The streets are crisscrossed, the crowds are bustling, and there are a few more unusual buildings.

In the distance, she even saw the location of the former Chabrol estate.

Relatively close to the castle lord's mansion is a residential area for the nobility.

A small number of blue-skinned Sea Tribesmen could be vaguely seen coming in and out of there, behaving and moving like ordinary people.

And in the distance, there was a trace of blue and a faint sound of the waves, which was the direction of the sea.

Exhaling a little, she felt that the irritable qi in her chest from time to time gradually subsided in this environment, and she was controlled by herself.

Perhaps the sequelae of the rapid growth of strength slowly dissipated, which made her mood much easier.

Just when she was tired of looking at the distance and wanted to go back to bed to rest for a while.

Below, three pure black horses were speeding away from the City Lord's Mansion, which made Freya look curious.

The three people riding the war horse were all burly knights in armor, and the leader was dressed in pitch black armor, a giant sword that was also black hung from his waist, and a scarlet cloak fluttered behind him with the running of the war horse.

Even from a distance, Freya could feel the terrifying aura of the man's body as if his whole body was covered in thick blood.

This kind of momentum may only have a very powerful feeling in the eyes of ordinary people, but with the strength of her knight peak now, it is very different.

"This man must have been on the battlefield, and he must have killed countless people!"

Looking at the back of the man with a somewhat solemn face, Freya was a little frightened in her heart, Dazier City actually has a person with this kind of strength, but I don't know if it is Pei Lie that the guard said...

Perhaps the knight in black armor felt Freya's gaze, and he turned his head sharply to look in her direction as he galloped.

Freya's gaze was like a substance, and even if it was far away, she seemed to inexplicably feel that the person could see her.

And she could even vaguely feel the playful love brought by that gaze.

I don't know if this feeling is true or not, but that gaze really made her feel uncomfortable for a while.

It's like prey being targeted by a lion...

“… What the hell! He shook his head slightly, shaking the strange feeling out of his mind.

When he looked at the man again, he saw that they had disappeared from sight.

was stared at by the man, and there was no thought of resting.

She looked at the sun outside, and it seemed like it had only been an hour or so.

Outside the gate, the two guards had already changed their shifts ten minutes earlier.

Freya touched the two throwing knives on her cuffs, and was thinking about whether to find her father and them, and then meet before talking about anything else.

Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps came in from outside.

'Knock knock'

The knock on the door made Freya frown slightly, and she dropped her hand on her cuff and walked to the bed as if she had woken up before.

"Come in!"

Hearing Freya's response, the door opened.

A man in black leather armor with a cold expression walked in and saw Freya standing beside the bed and said respectfully.

"Miss Eluda, your matter has been clarified, and the matter about the Sea Clan is indeed a misunderstanding, so you can leave here now."

"Huh?" Freya frowned slightly and looked at the man, as if she had misheard, "You mean to leave?" ”

You must know that a knight of the Sea Clan was killed at the peak and seemed to implicate many interests in Dazier City, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a trivial incident, and it makes her feel incredible that she would be released so lightly.

"Yes! You can leave at any time if you want, and those who are related to you are already waiting in the carriage, and in order to apologize, the lord of the castle has specially prepared a boat for you to go to the dragon port for free, and you can leave at any time. ”

"......" Listening to the man's narration speechlessly, Freya was a little confused. Inexplicable..."

However, it was generally true that Moffett let her go.

"Would you rather leave now, or—" The man asked again when he saw Freya's incredulous look.

"Leave! Leave now! Freya replied immediately.

Although she didn't know why she was letting her go, now that she could leave, she didn't want to stay here a little longer.

Half an hour later.

At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Freya was sitting in a white carriage, and through the curtains inside the carriage, she saw that three black carriages had been parked at the door.

In front of the carriage, several familiar faces stood quietly beside them, and at the front of them was a burly middle-aged man in brown leather armor, his golden hair was casually draped behind his back, and his slightly squinted eyes were bloodshot everywhere, looking tired, obviously due to insufficient rest.

At this moment, he was looking at the white carriage that was gradually approaching with a worried face.

Freya, who was sitting in the car, saw the familiar face, and immediately jumped out of the carriage that was still moving, and rushed straight over.

The knight's peak speed allowed her to quickly come to the man.

"Father," she whispered.

The baron, who has always had a cold image, was also a little speechless when he saw his cherished daughter at this moment.

When Freya finally fell, the baron had arrived, but the battle was over, and the traces of the battle around him and the girl who fell to the ground made him almost think that Freya was dead.

However, during the examination, it was found that she was still breathing, but her body had been severely traumatized.

Originally, when he wanted to take him back to the manor for treatment immediately, a bunch of city guards directly arrested him, and the person who captured him was still the city lord of Dazier, who had the same peak strength as a knight.

For the sake of Freya's safety, he had to compromise and put him under house arrest in the City Lord's Mansion.

Until today, three days later...

Looking at Freya intact at this moment, I thought of the horrific sight of her lying on the ground bleeding all over her body.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, but after all, he didn't say anything, just habitually touched her hair.

"It's okay! … Let's go! ”

"Hmm!" Freya's eyes moved slightly, and she nodded slightly.

The Sea Clan's attack on Damstin and Nick could only be regarded as an accident, but Freya almost risked her life because of it, which, combined with the attitude of the city lord, made the baron smell a little uneasy.

Even though Freya's life was endangered because of her involvement, she was unharmed in the end.

Moreover, the city lord also provided a ship to the dragon port for free in order to apologize, which can be regarded as a little compensation for them.

Two hours later.

The pier of Dazier City.

Freya, who had untied all the bandages on her body and changed into a clean long dress, sat on a common bench, her ice-blue earrings hanging on one side and the blue sea reflecting her, giving her a quiet and peaceful feeling.

The warm sun shone on her, and the new crosssword was placed beside her, where she could reach out.

The gentle sea breeze blew and the waves made her blonde hair a little disorganized.

In front of her, the Baron was directing the guards to carry the mortally wounded Damstin and Nick aboard.

After a while, after loading some items such as luggage onto the ship, the baron smiled and waved to Freya, who had been waiting for a long time, to let her pass.

Freya, who also smiled and nodded, picked up the cross sword next to her and got up and walked towards the arranged ship.

"It is estimated that we will stay at sea for about half a month, your sister has already notified me, and the accommodation has been arranged, and when we get there, we..."

After boarding the ship, Freya smiled as she adjusted to the rocking of the ship, listening to the baron's plans for the future.

And on a tall tower that she couldn't see, a handsome man in a red aristocratic dress quietly watched the boat she was in slowly retract its anchor, and then slowly sail towards the sea, not knowing what to think......

This chapter is one today, two chapters tomorrow, and it's better to read those two chapters together.