Nine years ago, on the eve of the cold winter moon, the imperial capital was in the royal city.

Since the outbreak of the rebellion, the situation has been turning to the worst place, and in the evening the rebels brought the nobles captured from the outer city to the royal city, and carried out a large-scale massacre in front of the fifth king, which was not only brutal, but almost disgraced the entire royal family. From that moment on, it meant that the two sides had lost the possibility of peaceful negotiations.

Hours had passed since evening, and the rebels had flown away, leaving only the night and the smell of blood that could not be concealed. They even left the corpses on the trail in front of the royal city, and Melia remembered how the Fifth had lined up with an iron-faced platoon to bring the corpses of the nobles back to the city.

Even as a knight of the Church, she barely managed to contain the anger in her heart.

She was a little confused about the Bishop's position on the matter—with her and Alyssa's abilities, she was fully capable of suppressing the rebellion before the Black Horsemen of the Senate arrived, and they had seen a more dangerous situation on the battlefields of the Byronic Empire, but the only order the Bishop had given was to keep the Fifth safe.

Not to mention these nobles, even the children of the fifth generation are not under the protection of the Church.

"Alyssa, I'm going back and resting for a while. ”

The more Melia thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and she raised her head and said to Alyssa, who continued to be meticulously guarded on the city wall. The latter nodded, not saying more.

Walking in the bone-chilling wind, Melia had doubts for the first time about the path she was taking, her youth had been spent on the battlefield, she had thought that life should return to its original trajectory with the end of the war, but after returning to the imperial capital, she found that things were far from as simple as she thought.

The struggle between classes, the struggle between nations, the war did not end because of that treaty, but continued in another way.

It made her wonder not only about whether their previous career was worth it.

"Looks like our knight is in trouble. ”

Almost at the same time as the voice came, the long blue whip in Melia's hand swept towards the source of the sound. Her previously chaotic thoughts were swept away in an instant, and she used her eyes to observe all the places around her that might be hiding and used for a counterattack—she was standing at the door of the barracks, and the knights of the Church had set up a temporary place to rest after moving into the royal city.

Now all the knights of the Church patrolled the palace, and the barracks were empty.

Blue shattered the stone pillars that supported the barracks, and the rubble cracked outward, and a corner of the barracks collapsed. But Melia's heart was unprecedentedly solemn, she knew that she didn't succeed in her blow, and what made her even more shocked was that she didn't feel the existence of the other party at all before the other party spoke.

Assassin?

Melia looked at the six ways, but after the voice disappeared, she also completely lost the other party's trace.

After a few seconds of the sound disappearing, she heard the sound of wind breaking through the air.

When she turned around, she only saw a fleeting figure, the other party seemed to be holding a thin sword, the blade did not reflect any light under the reflection of the moonlight, she heard the wind breaking through the sky, but could not detect the trajectory of the blade. The shadow didn't attack him in the first place, but shuttled back and forth around her.

With her strong vision, she could only catch an afterimage.

Melia gritted her teeth, and she bent down, sensing the other's movements as much as she could, both visually and audibly. She knew that she was already in an absolutely disadvantageous situation, the speed of the other party was really beyond her imagination, and even Alyssa, who was known for her speed sword, had not shown such a ghostly body before.

The only thing she could be sure of so far was a man's voice.

"Attention, don't get distracted. Before the other party actually made a move, he "kindly" reminded her.

The moment the voice came, Melia finally understood why she couldn't catch the other party's weapon, and under the moonlight, she finally saw a thin silver thread, and when she saw the silver thread, Melia's face changed - she finally realized the other party's intention to jump up and down.

The silver threads connected the buildings around her, and the shape of the silver threads enclosed her in the center.

Pitfall!

"It's too late!"

At the same time as she leaped outward, a dark shadow finally appeared in her sight, and the other party's index finger flicked, and the silver threads scattered all around her converged towards her at the same moment. Melia lifted the whip in her hand, and the flowing rapids met the silver thread in mid-air. The iron-like silver thread not only failed to cut off the silver thread, but was bounced back after rubbing out a spark.

A dark shadow struck her at the same time.

Melia's eyes widened, she obviously locked her gaze on the other party for a moment, but the other party's figure disappeared from her sight when it swept towards her!

"No one can escape me!"

The man's voice was everywhere, there was a little pride in his tone, and the heroic voice resounded in the night sky: "This is the unique skill that I created for you after visiting countless women's bathhouses during the war, and learning more about women from all over the mainland, Melia!" As he spoke, the silver thread dismantled Melia's, and the man's hand manipulating the silver thread was slightly forced, and Melia's arms hung down weakly.

The silver thread didn't hurt Melia, but simply restrained her movements.

- "Secret Technique—Bondage!"

The man landed steadily in front of Melia, and he still had a proud expression on his face. The golden sword and shield insignia on the armband confirmed his identity, and Melia's panic vanished when she saw the other party, and she rolled her eyes and struggled symbolically.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course, to welcome his wife back in triumph!" said the man, as he should.

"There is a difference between a wife and a fiancée. Melia had to point out the mistake in the other party's words. However, compared to this trivial language problem, the other party obviously accidentally exposed an even more unforgivable mistake - "Also, you repeat what you just said. ”

"Of course, to welcome his wife's triumphant return!" the man tried to make his tone more active.

"No, the previous one. ”

"Arcane-binding?"

"What about before?"

Before?

The triumphant man seemed to think of something, and his bright smile stiffened on his face. Melia, who had succeeded in his successful sneak attack, was looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Hahahaha, my wife, you're finally back!"

The man laughed exaggeratedly.

"Women's bathhouse?...... Tell me what you did when we were fighting on the front?"

The man suddenly had a bad premonition.

Yes, he did succeed in restraining Melia's right hand, but he understood the inescapable fact that his fiancée was a veteran, and it wasn't enough for a veteran to tie his hands.

"Give me death!"

Melia shifted gears.

The next moment, her abruptly raised knee slammed into the opponent's vital parts.