As Brando made his way to the Spiral Hall, an exhausted order of knights was making their way through the frigid forest of glittering crystals. The forest was silent in a world covered in snow, and every branch that grew from the snow-white trunk was as brittle as glass, and when touched it turned into powder with a click.

Heavy footsteps from far and near, and the different shades of pace show the nervousness of the owner.

Then came the sound of a trailing creeping, like a worm crawling under the grass, but it was the gentle footsteps of some kind of four-legged beast.

"These damn them!" The young knights of the Order of the Folding Sword Knights gritted their teeth and cursed, turned and drew their swords.

The next moment, a demon with white fur emerged from the darkness - it was a snow-white wolf, snow-white all over, except for a pair of cold eyes that shimmered with a scorched yellow light; The wolves made their way through the thorny thorn forest, roaring and attacking the knights from the bushes, from under the snowdrifts, from all sides.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, on the one hand, the howling winter wolf, and on the other hand, the roaring knight.

"Fifteen."

"Seven heads over here."

The Winter Wolf's pounce froze in the cold air, and then a long, bright blade pierced its throat, and then retracted like lightning, and the white beast tumbled and fell to the bushes.

The knights stepped back in unison, leaving a long row of corpses flowing silently with dirty black blood, black smoke rising from the monster's body and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The wolves leaped over the corpses of their own kind like rolling walls of snow, they stood side by side with a low roar, their silver fur windless and automatic, and with the sound of these demons roaring, the dark magic of the forest was converging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The magic formed an intertwined blue curve, then condensed into a crystal ice prism that floated in mid-air for a moment, and then rushed towards it like a storm the next.

"Ma-Sha-on-on!"

With a hoarse roar, one aura after another unfurled from the knights of the Knights of the Broken Sword, who swung their swords to shatter the ice edges. The few gaps that pass through the blade of the sword will also crash into the aura on the armor. Exploded into a cloud of ice mist.

Brende frowned and slammed his fist into the Winter Wolf's gaping jaw, nearly knocking it back with a single punch, along with the splatters of blood and broken teeth. Then he reflexively slashed his sword into the narrow cheek of the other winter wolf, who was waiting for an opportunity to pounce, leaving a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

The beast whimpered, turned around and fled with a bleeding wound, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

"Hahahaha." Alaya's rough laughter came from one side, and Brende looked in that direction, and saw that his companion's mouth was full of blood, and he actually killed a wolf, and he laughed loudly: "If they bite me, I will bite it." What is fairness, this is fairness. That's why I like to fight, and everyone is equal here, Brende. ”

He was wrapped in a thick gauze around his neck, swaying, and his face was as pale as paper, and blood continued to seep out from the place where he had been injured last night. But that didn't stop him from having a violent temper and a loud voice. In fact, someone prevented him from getting up from the stretcher and participating in the battle.

Brende frowned, "What about your upbringing, Alaya. ”

"I am only cultured with the cultured. Who will talk to dogs about parenting. Alaya replied nonchalantly.

"It's not a dog, it's a wolf." Rollo corrected.

"It's all the same."

Brende didn't bother to pay attention to the two guys, he shook off the beads of blood from the dark steel blade, and looked around, the forest looked like a black hole in the illusion, and the shadows of white beasts were far and near.

And in the farther direction, the graceful stag was perched on a snow-white rock, as if waiting for them to move on.

They had been trekking through the snow for hours since tracking it, and the Winter Wolves had been tracking them through the forest all night, everyone cold and sleepy, supported by their will.

Like the Eruins, the Cruz were superstitious about the good fortune of these rare graceful creatures of the forest, and the stag did lead them all night to find a path through the dark forest, as if they were blessed by the gods of the underworld.

However, the sky was now getting brighter, and the first rays of dawn appeared in the eastern sky, and everyone could see a long white wall in the sky miles away—a glacial cliff stretched across the canopy, its crystal ice glistening in the morning light.

The glacier weighed heavily on Brende's chest, and his heart thumped.

Is there really a road ahead?

Freya gasped slightly, her bright brown eyes also full of doubt.

"Two ladies, I'm afraid there is no way ahead, what should I do next!" A knight of the Order of Knights of the Broken Sword shouted.

"There is no way to go down, the glacier can't go on and on, and since the bucks have brought us here, there must be some way to get around it." Pelo Jr. replied.

Wrapped in a thick bearskin coat, armed with a sword in one hand and a crossbow in the other, the sickly young man of Cruz fought no less than his companions. Many winter wolves had fallen at his feet, each wound killing him with a single blow.

Seeing that the others were looking at him, little Pello continued to reply slowly, "Just find the natural edge of these broken glaciers—"

"Will there be?" Freya couldn't help but blurt out, and then covered her mouth, such a lack of confidence really didn't seem like it came from the mouth of the commander.

"Yes," Pelo Jr. replied with a single glance at Freya, "if it is indeed a natural glacier." ”

"What if not?" Alaya hurried two steps to catch up from behind, just in time to hear the conversation.

The sick young man glanced at him and did not answer.

Alaya opened his mouth, he was not afraid of Brende, who was born in a big aristocratic family, and even in front of the eldest son of the emperor, he could not be humble or arrogant, but he couldn't raise his head like a mouse seeing a cat in front of little Pelo, and the reason for this was that even he couldn't figure it out.

But that doesn't mean he can't stop talking with his big mouth, he thought for a moment and complained: "If you want me to say, we shouldn't believe a deer, I really don't know what you think in your head." ”

"I'm sorry, it was my decision." Freya stepped forward and replied.

"I'm not targeting you. Your Excellency the Commander. I'm just a little weird. So many of us seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, and no one raised objections at that time. Aleia replied that the Lady Commander from Eruin was far inferior to them, and her tactical level could only be described as average, but that didn't mean they could disrespect her.

If it weren't for the investigation of the cause of Ainika's death, she wouldn't have fallen into the trap and ended up in this situation.

At least she has the consciousness and courage to be a commander. It's a feeling like they've always felt in Veronica.

"That's the peculiarity of the whole thing," Brende said after repelling a wave of attacks from the Winter Wolves, "Alaya, we Cruz and Eruin grew up listening to the legend of the stag, and the stags in the dark forest are the embodiment of goodness and order like the unicorns, and they once guided the Lord of Fire. He also guided Ek, and today he will guide us again. You didn't stand up against it at the time because you agreed with it in your heart. ”

"Nonsense." The rugged knight pursed his lips.

"Alaya, you Inirs haven't heard of the legend of the stag, that's understandable." Brende chuckled: "But you have to admit that there are some mysterious and unexplained things in this world. ”

Freya then noticed that Alaya did seem to have some Inil blood, as evidenced by his pale blonde curls and narrow nasal passages, as evidenced by his strong local accent when he spoke, and the knight looked like he was from Faenzan or a race further north.

But Alaya jumped up as if she had been poked in the foot: "Brende. What do you mean by that? ”

"Just like I mean. If you're a little more assertive, you won't take your origins and ancestry as an attack. Brende replied disapprehantly.

"Humph!" The former snorted heavily. But he also stopped answering.

Freya had been accustomed to the quarrel between the two of them for a long time, but even if they were to fight for a reason, it would not help solve the current dilemma.

What needs to be done now is to completely contain the offensive of the wolves.

"In any case, we're going to crush them first, and then we're going to bypass the glacier and continue north." Freya paused and said to the others, "If possible, meet up with Brando and Lady Veronica." ”

"But it's too hard to get rid of wolves in the forest." Rollo frowned and shook his head.

"How do you know if you don't try." Alaya looked back and replied nonchalantly.

"You don't know about wolves, Alaya, you don't know how cunning they are."

"That's nature, and I'm not a mountain dweller, how can I understand these beasts." He spread his hands amusefully.

The dark-skinned mountain knight stared at the former, not saying a word.

"That's right," said the girl from the country of Buche, tearing off her cloak, "that's why we need to fight back." We can't get rid of them, and we must take the initiative to defeat them until they dare not chase them anymore. ”

When little Pelo saw Freya strapping her cloak to a spear, she immediately understood what the other party was thinking: "This is too risky, if you take the liberty of revealing your position, maybe the silver monster is lurking on the left and right, and it is obviously coming at you." ”

Freya hesitated, "There's no way to think about it more, we're all exhausted, and I don't want to be driven forward by wolves like this, and sit back and die when I'm too tired to walk." ”

She put up the flag in her hand: "I am the commander, now I will command everyone to break through, if I fall, you will take my flag and pass the message of that monster to Brando and Lady Veronicaca." ”

"You're just a trainee commander."

A slightly cold voice came from behind her, and then Freya felt someone hold the spear in her hand, and she was slightly startled, and looked back to see Nimesse's expressionless face.

"Sister Nimesis?"

"Give me the flag." The black-haired female knight gently snatched the improvised battle flag from her hand: "Order you to come down." ”

"Senpai......"

"Don't talk nonsense, give orders."

Freya took a deep breath as she looked back at the others, both Pelo Jr. and Brende nodding at her. Her gaze swept over the undulating forests and snowfields, and she had a plan in mind.

"The descendants of the Lord of Fire, the knights of Cruz, with the banner as the center, and the wings moving closer to the center."

The girl's crisp voice echoed through the forest, and all the knights of the Knights of the Folding Sword Orders looked back in amazement, and a silver flag had been erected in the forest, which was clearly a cloak that was hunting and dancing in the morning breeze.

The cloak is also embroidered with the emblem of a white lion.

"Knights, prepare to assault!"

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(PS: This chapter is a little less stuck, and I'll try to speed up the update as much as possible.) In addition, I still continue to recommend Kuroko's new book, "Calamity", ISBN 2959961, it's still a new book, please help to support it, vote if you have a vote, and give a click if you don't have a vote. (To be continued......)