Kuran took a step back and flicked the spear in the hands of the Silver Elf Princess, while shouting in a deep voice: Stop! But it was at this time that everyone's movements just stopped and suddenly the mountain shook in the pit!

Brando, Medisa, and Akane immediately changed their faces and subconsciously raised their heads, however, there was a loud click, and everyone saw a crack more than ten meters long at the top of the mine, and the mud and gravel in the crack suddenly fell with a bang, slapping everyone in the face.

This sudden turn of events interrupted the battle, Brando immediately buried his head and squinted his eyes, turned back and shouted to Akane behind him to quickly retreat, he knew that something was wrong, he didn't expect this pit to be more fragile than he imagined.

Brando rightfully attributed the incident to the result of a few gold-level forces fighting below, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Their battle with Curran had only just begun, as if theoretically it shouldn't have caused such a big stir.

But at this time, he didn't allow much thought, he retreated while suddenly hearing Akane shouting loudly on the other side: "Lord Lord, be careful"

However, before she could finish speaking, the mines of Shavlund suddenly shuddered for a second time, and the huge rock finally broke free from the shackles of the mountain and fell with a bang, and the light in the mine tunnel suddenly became chaotic and dim.

Brando was about to dodge it, but a large amount of dirt and rocks were already pouring towards him from one side.

"I'll go!"

It was his last thought before it all went black.

Even the terrible movement in the ground extended to the surface, and the young aristocratic scribe who was restraining the workers in the mining area at this moment stood unsteadily and rolled down.

Aukins managed to get up from between the rocks, he felt the earth trembling and rumbling under his feet, and he couldn't help but turn pale, and looked around in a hurry, and the whole mine was in chaos, most of the miners were thrown to the ground, but more people were fleeing.

What's wrong, the earthquake? Is Martha-sama angry?

He couldn't help but shudder at the thought.

Flada already had a bit of a bleak smell in the frost moon, and Griffin's pale silver eyes reflected a light light, and the distant view was the canopy of a forest that seemed to be dragged out of the vast white mist.

Some of the trees are actually almost the same.

But the fireplace burned in the house, and sparks fell from the shiny red charcoal, and occasionally from the iron fence to the red bricks outside the fireplace.

The room became warmer.

Her Royal Highness the princess only wore a red and white fur shawl on her nightdress, her long silver hair seemed to be sleepy, and it hung down on her shawl in a somewhat messy and fluffy state, and she was barefoot under the nightdress, and she lowered her head and put her white little feet on the plush carpet with a rare absent-mindedness, watching her fair skin sink into the soft fluff, and then smiled slightly.

Naturally, he couldn't see what was going on under the desk, otherwise he would have counted half of the princess's students with a straight face, telling her to always pay attention to her appearance and demeanor.

However, the old minister's gaze fell more on the text on the desk, which was actually delivered three days after the knight's contest when the report was delivered on parchment, which had been delivered by Nimesis herself.

The female knight was beating Verver at the moment, a step behind, she was wearing a black knight's dress, her hands and neck were as white as jade porcelain, and she stood up straight, without squinting.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

It was a long time before Princess Griffiin recovered from her low blood pressure after waking up. She rubbed her forehead, and raised her silver eyes a little weakly~ as if she was a little lazy, and her pupils reflected the two of her own courtiers: "I'm sorry for beating Bwellqing, Nimeisis, I got up late." ”

"Pay attention to rest, combine work and rest." It was not the one who said this, but the female knight, who spoke first.

Beater looked back at her, the female knight's face was expressionless, but the minister was not much surprised, the latter had always been like this, out of a kind of meticulous concern for the princess, and even more than just the courtier's concern for the king.

"What is this?" Princess Griffiin picked up the report written on parchment and looked at it, she frowned, then put her hand on a fist-sized crystal shard to the side.

The crystal immediately glowed, and images appeared on it.

If you look closely, you'll see that it's about the record in the Knight's Tournament a few days ago. But above was the figure of a young girl, and Her Royal Highness recognized it as Freya, and she was stunned for a moment, and then replayed it. Princess Griffiin raised her head, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes: "Is there any problem?" ”

"Swordsmanship." Nimesis replied.

"Swordsmanship?"

"That little girl's swordsmanship is a bit of a problem." This time it was Ferwell's answer.

"Isn't that Everton's daughter, what could be the problem?" The girl asked rhetorically.

Nimesis nodded, and she took out a bell and shook it. The bell rang, the door opened, and a young knight in a cuirass with red and white plush trim leaned in and asked, "What are your orders, Lord Nimesis?" ”

"Attack me!" The knightess commanded succinctly.

The knight was slightly stunned, but he didn't ask much, but opened the door, took a step back, and immediately drew his sword. As a knight of the royal family's guards, he has gold-level strength, and his shot is extremely clean, but Nimesis simply took a step back to avoid his first sword, and the side of the girl's body dodged away, and at the same time narrowed the distance with the other party, and the sword in her right hand was half out and pressed against the opponent's shoulder and neck, and she leaned forward with half of her body, and pressed the opponent to the ground with a sword.

In the blink of an eye, Nimesis held her half-unsheathed sword in front of her hands and placed it on the knight's neck, while the other sat down on the ground.

"Nimesis, your swordsmanship has improved again." The half-elf girl's eyes lit up.

But the knight of the kingdom, who was sitting on the ground, was not at all discouraged, he took Nimesis's outstretched hand and stood up, bowed his head and replied, "I have disappointed you! ”

Nimesis has been serving as Griffy's ? Korkova? The position of the chief knight of the guards of Odefis, although it is not completely in the same system, can also command the transfer of the Knights of the Praetorian Guard, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is half the boss of these knights.

Although there were some different voices for this female superior, most of the young knights in the Order were both convinced and longing.

In the words of the jealous, it is the female knight who has long been notorious.

Nimesis nodded, and didn't say much, but put away her sword and replied to Her Royal Highness Princess Griffithine: "This is military swordsmanship, a swordsmanship technique born to end the battle quickly. ”

The silver-haired girl thought for a moment and said, "I remember that our country's military swordsmanship is not like this.

"Because it's improved," replied Ferver, "this swordsmanship is a modified military swordsmanship, and it focuses on the law, not the technique." Its core essence is to injure the enemy into combat combat in the simplest possible way."

The minister pointed to his neck, waist, arms, and thighs, "Usually lethal, but there are other ways." But if you don't have a long time of accumulating experience in your battle career, you won't be able to use this swordsmanship. ”

Her Royal Highness was lost in thought, and she put her hand on the crystal once more to replay the image on it, and she noticed the second half of Freya's last sword: "You mean this? ”

The female knight nodded.

"Miss Nimesis told me this, and I've watched it carefully," replied Ferver, "this little girl's sword snatching hand is purely improvised, but the attack that follows has the shadow of military swordsmanship!" ”

The half-elf princess frowned, but then opened up again to show an interested look.

"You say that this swordsmanship needs to be honed by a long battle career," but she didn't have such an experience. She used to be a militia member in Buchi and had fought against Madara, but only for a few days. ”

"Yes."

"But there's another possibility," Beater replied with a bowed head, "veteran." ”

"You mean someone taught her, that Madden?" Griffiin asked.

"No" I sent someone to investigate this old garrison captain, this man is very capable, and he has experienced the November War, but he is just an ordinary veteran. ”

"Yes, his other protégé doesn't know how to do this swordsmanship, does he" Her Royal Highness nodded, she was referring to Bresson.

But in fact, there is another possibility, that is, Freya is a genius, and she does not need to accumulate for a long time to be able to derive her own understanding of swordsmanship. It's just that Freya's ability is obvious to everyone present, so this possibility is naturally ignored.

"Who could that be?" The half-elf girl was a little confused: "She doesn't know more people anymore." ”

"There's another person out of sight, Your Highness the Princess."

Griffiin reacted immediately, and a strange glint flashed in the girl's silver eyes: "You mean him?" ”

Beater Verwell nodded.

The half-elf princess quickly calmed down: "But he's only a young man" unless someone taught him. She tilted her head, "Can you know more about him?" ”

When she suddenly realized her question, she had some strange expectations in her heart, was it to understand this matter? Or is it to get to know each other more?

Or both, but Her Royal Highness the princess herself doesn't know it in her heart.

"Unless you can get back to Butcher."

"Don't you have any news from the people who escaped from Butch?"

"They're not familiar with him," Nimesis interjected, "I even sent Breson to ask in private, but he said he didn't know." ”

"He said he didn't know." Princess Griffiin thought for a moment: "Instead of not being clear? ”

Nimesis nodded, she also felt that there was a problem, "But I can't find any more clues."

"Let's put it down first" Her Royal Highness put her finger into her silver hair and straightened the silver ring behind her: "Or go back to this matter" Can this swordsmanship be promoted? ”

"That little girl can't do it, Miss Nimesis has watched her for a while," she also knew nothing. Beater shook his head.

"Unless you can find that person," the girl looked up and asked, "right?" ”

Both nodded.

Her Royal Highness looked at the female knight, "Nimeisis, can't you restore this sword technique?" You are one of the few swordsmanship geniuses in the kingdom, and you have no way at all? She asked.

Nimesis seemed to be thinking about the well, and at this time she came back to her senses: "I will do my best, but don't get too much hope, after all, I am not a warrior." ”

"Huh?"

"I mean, if you don't have some battlefield experience in this swordsmanship, I'm afraid it will be difficult to restore it." The female knight replied blandly.

"I see, I'll ask Frog to help you, and ask him to find a few veterans of the November War to discuss this matter with you."

Griffiin thought for a while: "Recently, in addition to preparing for Ampesel's trip, you should spend more time on this matter, I am very optimistic about the promotion of this swordsmanship, so I will trouble the two of you!" ”

"The old minister understands."

"Yes." Nimesis nodded slightly.