The busiest time of the year in Port Ampesel begins in March. But since February, when the north thaws, the merchants have packed their goods from the south into ships and transported them to the provinces of Corkova, which has just recovered from the harsh winter, so that the furs, amber and tobacco from Denel, the pine nuts and timber from Golan Elsen gather here at this time of year. Tonikal had no specialty, the merchants only cared whether the gold in their pockets increased or decreased, and no one cared about what would be produced in the backwoods.

I think it's mostly robbers and bandits or something.

It is said that before the onset of winter last year, several convoys loaded with grain were brought into Toniguel, from Ampesel to Bunosson, and the first reaction of everyone who heard the news was suspicion - the hillbillies there had the money to complete the deal? Of course, not many people know that Tonigel also owns one of the only three silver mines in Eruin, but then again, the silver mines belong to the lord, so what does it have to do with everyone? Even children know this.

All in all, before the merchants could confirm whether the news was true or false, news of rebellion and war in the south had spread. Fortunately, not only bandits and bandits, but also rebels. This proves from the side that Tonygel is a place of poor mountains and bad waters, and in the eyes of the old man, the old saying that poor mountains and bad waters make people out of Diao Min is as accurate as a proverb. However, most of the pot-bellied nobles who had enjoyed the leather and spices of the South, and brought with them jewelry from the mountains, did not need to know where they came from. Although Eru was now in a state of internal and external difficulties, the shadow of war in both the south and the north, and the fact that the merchants were the most well-informed people, most of the commercial activities came to a standstill. But from Ampesel to the economic core of the kingdom of Terrin, the free trade port, and the permanent neutral area promised by the Temple, the gold was still flowing like blood.

At Omitos, the nearest outpost on the road to Port Ampesel, Feston, surrounded by mountains, the cold pine forests had just shaken off the snow from the needles, and the icy water left behind by the thawing of the blue mountains of Anlek flowed through the forests. A group of riders passed through the avenue in the middle of the forest, and the birds flapped their wings and flew from between the branches on both sides of the road, dropping a few feathers.

Nimesis led her knights to patrol this area, and most of the non-commissioned officers of the Royal Knight Academy were now able to take charge on their own, and behind her was Freya, a country girl who was still young half a year ago, and now she looked like she was wearing knight armor, and her face gradually had the majesty of a soldier - except that she still tied her hair up as before, and the mark on her forehead after the last martial arts competition was still there, but it was much lighter.

She wore the Lionheart at her waist, and the princess told her not to draw it unless necessary, so she used a normal steel sword. The knight girl with the two swords looked a little amused, but Freya herself didn't think there was anything wrong with it, every sword fighter in the militia was a precious possession, and if possible, she would probably bring a few more swords, as if that would give her a sense of security.

In fact, this is the same as the psychology of a poor person who wants to save money at the first opportunity, but the knight girl at least understands that it is very ridiculous for a knight to carry five or six swords, and the horse can't stand it.

During the training period at the academy, each person can receive a new sword every month, this is due to the intensity of the training, and there are not many people who are willing to take care of the sword seriously, and most people have to change the sword every year.

Every time Leia received her own swords, she carefully placed them in the chest under the bed and kept them, and now there were six.

It's an old joke in the academy, and Nimesis finds out about it and scolds her in the face. Freya was terrified, and honestly admitted that she wanted to give the swords to the militia in Buchi when she returned to Buchi, so that they could better defend their homeland.

Nimesis was silent for a while after hearing this answer, and finally did not say anything. And the Valkyrie of Buchi still went her own way, preparing for her militia cause, which for a while was quite famous throughout the academy, and even Her Royal Highness the princess had heard of it. But when Freya became the one Lionheart recognized, no one talked about it anymore.

Freya's expression was slightly nervous today, this was the first time she had left the academy so far away to carry out a mission, although she had even broken through the killing array with real swords and real guns when she was in Buchi, but when she thought of an insignificant being like herself, she had to take on the important task of protecting Her Royal Highness, and the future Valkyrie became a little nervous, and she always felt that she was an enemy.

On her side, although Nimesis was also serious, it was calm, and the female knight's sharp gaze passed through the forest on both sides like sharp arrows, and finally found a huge mistake beside her. She glanced at Freya, then at once, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Freya, what are you doing?" ”

"Huh? Yes! Only then did the girl react and hurriedly replied, "Yes!" ”

"Is there anything worth your nervousness?" The female knight asked angrily.

"I—I didn't." The voice trembled.

The riders chuckled. Breson couldn't help but shake his head in the back and feel funny, he was the one who came out of Buchi with Brando and Freya, although he didn't take the same route with Brando, but the garrison side also fought a bloody way. When he was in Butch, he used to like this girl, but eventually found that the other party's mind was not in him at all, and now after training and growth, the two are just comrades-in-arms - and his hostility towards Brando has become much less.

After so many things happened one after another, Breson felt that he had matured a lot, and that the superficial competitiveness of the past seemed a little more childish, as if the young had turned into another inner feeling, and had become deep and steady, and was connected with the fate of the kingdom.

And around him, most of them are young people who think the same way.

The knights chuckled, and even Nimesis couldn't help but feel amused. The knight's expression softened slightly, and she didn't know why Freya kept looking frightened in front of her, as if she was going to eat her at any moment. She shook her head and said, "Freya, you are a soldier, you must learn to be calm and composed. This is just a routine patrol, and if it is really a battle, won't it be too nervous to walk? ”

"If I really went into battle, I wouldn't be so nervous." Freya nodded hurriedly, but she said in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Nimesis seemed to see through her thoughts, and said to herself: "Also, unlike the others here, you and Bresson have really seen war. But there is nothing to worry about, Her Royal Highness is safe, this is the neutral area promised by the Temple, and no one dares to stir up disputes here. ”

"Then why do we have to come out on patrol every day?" Some knights were puzzled.

"This is to maintain the minimum vigilance of soldiers, if you don't feel danger as soldiers, then the kingdom we protect is in danger." Nimesis replied coldly, turning her head.

The knights were slightly stunned, as if they had just come to their senses.

But Nimesis turned her head and looked far away into the mountains, where there was no war, but where the real war had just begun.

Behind the cascading forests, Viscount Ding's villa sits in a secluded mountain col, where the Sanctuary of Magdalton Guò placed the royal party and his party to receive the generous hospitality of their hosts. Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and a stone's throw away from Ampesel, the nun knew what the viscount's close friend liked, and she thought they needed to be quiet.

Griffiin really needed to be still, and she watched silently from behind the windows on the second floor of the villa as Archduke Enlek's carriage passed through the gate and slowly stopped between the pine-fringed courtyards. This will be the first meeting between the two sides, and it will be about where the fate of the kingdom should go. But to put it nicely, she doesn't really control this destiny - it's hard to hear, it's not up to her.

Her Royal Highness lowered her head, the tips of her silver hair hung down her cheeks through her ears, she was not very old, and a lovely layer of fine fluff could be seen on the edges of her face. But it was on these weak shoulders that they had to take on a heavy responsibility that ordinary people could not imagine, Griffiin took out a letter from his bosom, looked at it carefully for the last time, and put it away closely.

"I don't know what you're fighting against, but I'm willing to fight for the sake of Eruin and people like you, you've given me confidence and strength, Mr. Knight."

The envoys of the Grand Duke of Anlek were long overdue, and the arrogance of the nobles made her deeply aware of the weakness of her own power. But anger doesn't help, it's not a time to change with a desire, and Griffiin knows what he should give up.

She turned around and said to her maid, "Sue Sù Anlek, I don't want to see him today." ”

"But?" The maid was a little frightened, Her Royal Highness the princess had never been willful since she was a child, although she did not understand the politics of those big people, but she also knew that the princess's wanton decision at this important juncture was afraid that it would deeply anger some people. She couldn't help but carefully persuade: "Lord Lewoods, Lord Macarro, their side"

But Griffiin gave her a cold look, and there was no trace of willfulness and dissatisfaction in his silver eyes, only calmness.

"Enlek's envoys come as late as they want, and as late as they want, what is the majesty of the royal family? I don't mind talking to him, but if that's all he has, then don't negotiate like this. You have relayed my words to Count Macarro, and from this day I will not see any more envoys of Enlek. ”

She paused, "A week later, we met in Ampesel. ”

When she said this, the childishness in her body seemed to have completely faded, and she had become the future princess who would guide the fate of all players in the entire Eruin.

Princess Regent of Eruin

The fate of the kingdom seems to have begun to return to that original path at this moment