Act 221: The Sword Against Fate (Part II)

Freya took a breath and walked to the platform of the competition, this 10X10 square stone platform was specially built for today's game, one and a half meters above the ground, whether it fell off the stage or voluntarily admitted defeat, it was announced that it was lost. Freya had already won two of her previous matches, but the more she got to the back, the more powerful her opponents became, and to be honest, she didn't have the confidence to keep going.

Freya couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when she thought of this, Brando sent her here to make her stronger so that she could protect everyone in the village. But now she can't say that she has done this at all, and even compared to those monster-like geniuses, even her original confidence has been smoothed out a lot.

Freya raised her sword, this time against a senior academy student. Nimesis watched as usual, but she couldn't help but frown when she saw Freya's state.

"You can't win absent-mindedly." The senior academy student also saw this, and couldn't help but remind him out loud.

Freya suddenly retracted her mind. She looked up, and for a moment what she saw in front of her eyes overlapped with the dream, the red earth stretched endlessly beneath her feet, and her opponent became the knight who was covered in phosphorus fire.

She couldn't help but shake her head in panic, trying to get out of this illusion. But her opponent had already drawn her long sword and came towards her, and Freya was startled, and couldn't help but think of the scene in her dream—at this moment she had completely forgotten the essence of swordsmanship, and only thought of subconsciously retreating and dodging.

There was a burst of laughter in the stands, except for those nobles who were the academy students, who had never seen anyone flee from the game field.

"Freya, what are you doing," Nimesis couldn't help but frown.

But at this moment, a white light suddenly flashed on Freya's forehead, and a pair of light wings stretched out from behind her and slammed into the long sword in the academy's hand.

"What's that?"

Beside the princess, several important ministers got up together, and the scene on the field happened to fall in their eyes before, only to see the long sword in the hands of the senior academy student fly out of their hands with a flash of white light, and this is not the end, only to hear a soft sound of 'hum', as if resonating with the general academy A white light suddenly rose in the distance.

"That's the direction of Yu Song River," someone among the nobles immediately recognized.

Before he finished speaking, everyone saw that the rising white light suddenly deflected in mid-air, and crossed a long arc and headed straight for the academy.

"This ...... It's ......"

In front of everyone's eyes, the white light actually fell vertically on the arena of the game, in front of Freya. Then the white light faded away, revealing the true body of a stone longsword stuck in the ground.

Don't talk about other people at this moment, even the parties themselves are stunned. Freya didn't know what was going on, she just felt that the sword in front of her seemed to be calling to her, and the voice was so kind, like Brando's gentle words of encouragement.

But Freya's heart was pounding at the moment, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

There was silence on the field for a while, and there was silence.

"Fu, Freya, you, you have a strange pattern on your forehead-" It's just that Freya suddenly heard Tisa's voice calling herself below, she subconsciously touched her forehead, and there was a tingling sensation, and when she put down her hand, she saw that it was all blood.

Injured? How so? The girl clearly remembered that the long sword on her body seemed to be flying with a flash of white light, and she was not close at all, so how could she be injured. She couldn't help but raise the dangling long sword in her hand and shine it on her forehead, only to realize that there was a beautiful azure insignia on her forehead.

"This ...... What is it? ”

Unbeknownst to Freya, of course, this pattern had a well-known title in Brando's past game world, the Valkyrie War Emblem.

It is a testimony of the glory that Martha has given her a lifetime, the mark of faith in the hearts of all Eruin players, the beacon and flag of Eruin.

But she didn't notice it at the moment, she just felt dazed. She looked up a little frightened, but met Nimesis's dark and calm eyes: "Take that sword, it's yours, Freya." ”

There was an indescribably complex light in Nimesis's expression at the moment, but her first sentence was so firm.

Freya was stunned.

Nimesis nodded to her again, and the girl took a breath, and she looked around, all as if holding her breath for her next move, and she hesitated for a moment, and then summoned up the courage to approach the stone sword.

She held her hand on the hilt of her sword, and her hand was cold, then she lifted it up slightly.

And then a miracle happened.

Everyone saw that countless golden rays of light shot out from the inside of the stone sword, and then the pieces of rock covering the sword body fell, revealing a golden long sword inside. The sword is more than three feet long, and the gauntlets are like open wings, and the lionheart emblem protects it, and the whole sword is as brilliant as gold.

"Lionheart—" beside the princess, her teacher, the old man who had to be respected by everyone in Eruin, couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"No, not the real Lionheart, it's not the same as described, it's, it's like, as if some of the rules have changed." The half-elf princess seemed much calmer, but she looked at the sword in Freya's hand with an indescribable glint in her eyes.

"The previous movement seems to be a bloodline awakening, right?" She immediately turned her head and asked Overwell behind her.

"It seems so."

"The bloodline of the Everton family is really not that simple, let's pay more attention to her."

"With the Lionheart alone, that's enough." Overwell replied, "Then again, the Lionheart Sword has appeared in the South and confessed to the Lord, so those Northerners should panic." ”

"But we have to make sure that little girl is on our side." A nobleman asked with some concern, "If the Lionheart Sword falls into the hands of outsiders......

"Don't worry, Freya is a simple girl, I'm sure she'll be on our side." Griffiin gave him a faint look and replied.

"Yes."

Overwell looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess, and there seemed to be some kind of wisdom in her eyes, as if asking: Is it really on 'our' side, Your Highness the Princess?

The half-elf princess slowly calmed down, and could only smile bitterly in her heart. She thought of the young knight in that story, and indeed, in whose hands Eruin's future fate lay in her hands, even she could not see—

Griffiin looked at the sword in Freya's hand and couldn't help but wonder if this was the punishment given by Lord Martha for breaking everyone's oath?

But why was he spared?

……

"Nimesis......ss

The expressionless female knight turned her head and looked at Freya, who took the initiative to stop her. She tilted her head, as if to ask: What's the matter?

"W-...... this sword?" Freya felt as if she was still dreaming, and the sword in her hand was definitely not a mortal, but why did this sword take the initiative to find her, she was still a little uneasy.

"It's your thing." Nimesis replied.

"Yes...... This can't help but ......" Freya's heart pounded when she thought of the legend of the Lionheart Sword, she was a pure Eruin, she grew up listening to those stories, and the thought of the Qiē that happened in those legendary stories was actually linked to herself, whether it was the ancestor Ek or the Lionheart Sword, it made her feel too unreal.

"Freya, I used to know a girl who was about the same as you, she was as stubborn and strong as you, and she had her own ideals," Nimesis looked at the girl, and suddenly said, "I was still young at that time, and I have always admired her, and I remember that she had a sword, which was similar to yours." ”

"Huh?" Freya was stunned.

"That sword is sharper than this one, but not as firm as this one," said Nimesis, "I think this sword is more suitable for you, Freya, and maybe one day it will change a qiē." ”

"W-What do you mean, I don't understand you too much when you say that, Mistress Nimesis ......."

"I mean, you don't give it a name?"

"But it's the Lionheart."

"It was Ek's Lionheart, but not anymore."

"Then what do you think it should be called, I—I don't have a talent for names." Freya couldn't help but say with a little embarrassment.

For a moment, Nimesis felt that the Lionheart Sword in the girl's hand must be crying. But she shook her head, sighed, and replied, "Let's call it Amber." ”

"Amber?"

"Well, amber, amber sword. There is such a sword in the poetry of the Cruz people, it is the legendary holy sword, and the only sword of all holy swords that allows the bearer to fight against fate," Nimesis replied earnestly, "The previous master of the Amber Sword was the legendary Azure Knight, the one who pierced the sky and caused the stars to fall to the ground and opened the Second Age......"

Freya held the sword in her hand and nodded, "I see, Amber, it's so nice." ”

The expressionless female knight suddenly felt that Freya was right when she said that she had no talent for choosing names, but she shook her head, and after saying that, she didn't stop and turned to leave.

"Wait, Mistress Nimesis," Freya called out to her again, "Well, what about ......?" ”

"Later?"

"I'm sorry, I mean the girl you said was like me, and what happened later?"

"Later?" Nimesis glanced at Freya and smiled, "There was no after-"

"How is that possible" Freya's eyes widened.

But it's true that there is no after-

Brando, who was walking in the jungle, suddenly felt some heart palpitations, and he subconsciously touched the stone slab in his arms, which was vibrating at a slight frequency.

"What's wrong?" The tree elf Queenir sensed his anomaly and asked back.

"Nothing." Brando shook his head.

It was the Lionheart, but how could the Lionheart send a sense to him at this time, it had been several months since the last time. It felt a little strange just now, it was like some kind of message to conclude a contract, and Brando felt a certain familiarity from the other side, even a little kind.

It's a strange feeling, not to mention now, even in the game.

But now he could only suppress these thoughts, for the centaur in front of him cut through a thorn with a 'clatter', and then an open hilly area unfolded before him-

"Here we are." Brando took a deep breath.

He raised his hand and stopped all the elves and mercenaries behind him - the land in front of him was the territory of this legendary young man, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Brando.

This farce that happened in Tonigel is about to come to an end from this moment.

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(PS: The two chapters are close to 7000 words, and the cold is getting more and more serious.) Well,Actually, I think it's going to hang.,Or it's already hanging.,It's just left a residual will in the code word.,This will is quite strong.,You see,It will not only code words.,It will also sell cute tickets.,Come and get a monthly pass.,If it's powerful, there will be yo tomorrow.,Students~~~.

In addition, it's the New Year, and I forgot to say greetings, so I'll add it here, the new year, the new atmosphere, I hope that all lovers in the world are brothers and sisters, and the cute must be boys. ）