The carriage moved slowly, the copper-clad wheels creaking on the old bluestone road. The horse that drove was a tall red horse, with a gorgeous and old saddle, but it was very thin, probably because it was not well fed. The old coachman was also very considerate of it, and let it pac slowly like that, never waving the whip in his hand.

After a six-month siege, there were very few horses in the city that could drive, and they were almost gone. And this horse is no ordinary pack horse, its golden and red saddle and halter already indicate its identity as a war horse. The war horse that used to gallop on the battlefield is now slowly driving the carriage forward, scanning the surroundings from time to time, and snorting one or two loudly, as if recalling the gallop on the battlefield back then.

"It's a laugh to be relegated to a situation where Blazing Blaze is in the driver's drive. But as you know, all the remaining pack horses and most of the horses in the city have already been slaughtered by order, and Blazing is the last horse in the Duke's mansion and the mount left by the Duke, and I hope to keep it anyway, because it carries with me happy memories with the Duke. ”

Sophia glanced at the slow-moving horse, then bowed her head slightly to explain to the old monk in front of her, her voice slightly sad, her long eyelashes drooping.

"Duke Kalinin is the bravest sword of His Majesty Boris the White Tsar, he is glorious in life and glorious in death! In the valley of Ugolan, he fought to the last breath of His Majesty, and together with His Majesty, he fought his way through the array of Chaos Demons and the Chosen One, and struck his way to the throne of the Witch of Slaanesh...... His Royal Highness the Duke's war horse is also naturally a symbol of Kislev's glory, and no one will touch it, even Her Royal Highness the Celestial Princess will assure you. ”

The old monk in blue gold armor prayed with his palms folded, his voice becoming heavy, as if he remembered many things.

"Ah, it's been ten years, and it's supposed to be a good day, isn't it?

The long-haired lady gently brushed her bangs that hung down to her brow, and then raised her beautiful head, mixed emotions swirling in her dark blue eyes. The two delicate maids also bowed their heads slightly, like birds nestled next to the swans.

"Yes, Sophia, this is the day you came to the city of Kislevgrad and the day of your wedding with His Royal Highness the Duke. The weather was also so beautiful that Her Royal Highness Princess Caterina attended the ceremony on behalf of Her Majesty the White Tsar, who was still a little girl at the time...... Her Royal Highness Princess Celestia has changed a lot today, but you are the same as you were ten years ago, almost unchanged. If it weren't for the Chaos Storm, I think the Celestial Princess would have appeared in the Duke's mansion today, bringing the blessings of His Majesty the White Tsar to you and the Duke. ”

"But everything has passed, ten years and nine months, ten years and six months. Nine months ago, Kalinin went on an expedition, leading the Wings behind the flag of His Majesty the Tsar, and I saw him through the red walls of the Grimlin and out of the bronze gates of Kislevgrad...... I rode the blazing flame as he and Kislev's army vanished into the wilderness, but I never saw him return with the Windwings...... I finally saw him six months ago, but in that way!"

The deep pain made the noblewoman's voice choppy, and she could not continue, tears dripping from her shining blue eyes. Her slender fingers were tangled in confusion, as if to show her aching heart.

Sophia's husband, Duke Kalinin, was the cavalry chief of the Forbidden Army of Kislev and the famous Grand Master of the Griffin Legion, who had been killed in an ambush by the Slaanesh army seven months earlier at the Battle of Ugoland along with Tsar Boris the White and more than 50,000 elite Kislev. Duke Kalinin's still roaring head became an ornament for Chaos' purple banner, a constant way for Chaos to treat warriors they defeated.

So when the banner of the slaanesh army appeared outside the city of Kislevgrad, I don't know how many hearts that expected her husband and son to be broken on the tall city. They were shocked to see that their familiar relatives had become the heads of the Chaos Banner, and although the news of the destruction of the entire army had already reached the northern capital of ice and snow, the pain they witnessed was indescribable in any words. Sophia was by Princess Caterina's side at the time, and it was Celestia's strength that infected her and did not fall.

"Holy Sigmar will protect the soul of His Highness the Duke, and the Holy Trinity of Kislev will be with the Son of the Great War Bear!

Grand Monk of the Cheetah, Daleen, solemnly recited a long prayer, twisting the rosy rosary and sigma cross on his blue armor. A faint glow emanated from between his blue armor, giving the bald old man an aura of holiness. The light was gentle, echoing in the small carriage, and seemed to have an uplifting effect.

"Thank you for your prayers, Master Dallen, although His Royal Highness the Duke is not a believer in St. Sigmar, I am sure he will hear it, for Sigmar, the Holy Supreme God of the Empire, and Yuric, the God of War, will always be an alliance of the Holy Trinity of Kislev for a thousand years. ”

Sophia bowed her head slightly and greeted the old monk in front of her. The brief sorrow of the memories has been alleviated, and the beautiful lady in black has regained her tenderness.

"Yes, whether it's the Imperial Court or Midland, the sword of the Empire will always point with Kislev to Chaos. That's why the princess of Midlandland traveled thousands of miles to this land of ice and snow, so the monastery castle of Holy Sigmar will stand in the city of Kislevgrad, the cheetah knights will be as loyal to His Majesty the Tsar as the Empire, and the ancient covenant is eternal. ”

The bald old monk grasped the hilt of the short sword at his waist, and his countenance became solemn, and his heavy voice sounded like a long poem.

"Sophia is not the princess of Midland, Sophia is just an illegitimate daughter, and Sophia's mother has no noble status. Despite the fact that Sophia's father was the wolf lord of Midland, Sophia did not marry the duke as a princess. ”

The young woman with long blond hair answered the old monk softly in a gentle tone, and her eyes shone with a special light, which was a light with a faint sadness.

"But the noble Valkyrie Princess took Sophia as her daughter, after the five-year-old girl lost her dear mother. I believe that Sophia will not forget the vast love of Her Royal Highness Anna, so the daughter of the princess is naturally a princess. ”

The bald old monk replied without hesitation, and his voice was as affectionate as a grandfather was for his granddaughter. At the mention of "Her Highness Anna", his gray eyebrows twitched violently, as if touching something deep inside.

"Yes, the five years spent with Anna's mother were happy, I remember Anna's mother's kiss, I remember the temperature of Anna's mother's arms...... Although His Highness Felix sometimes bullied me, Mother Anna was on my side, although I was weak and could never learn the skills of fighting, and I could not even hold the lightest sword......"

Sophia's voice became very low and low, and pearly tears swirled in her beautiful eyes, and she became a little excited, and it was difficult to contain her feelings.

"Ah, but I still lost Mother Anna! Why do those who love me always fade away so quickly? First my mother, then Mother Anna, then my dear little Sasha, then my Kalinin! Every one of them died at the clutches of the enemy, am I such an unlucky person? As prophesied, the black swan is the ......"

"There is no prophecy, the holy Sigma does not believe in any prophecy, and those who play with the crystal ball and pretend to be gods are liars and gangsters, and they are worthless in the strict sense of the word. Sophia, you are still very young, you have to live strongly! You have to spread your smiling face! You will be happy, please believe Durlene, because Dallen is your mother's godfather, a brother who fought side by side with your grandfather and formed an alliance with life and death!"

The old Monk of the Cheetah interrupted Sophia's words abruptly, his loud and eager voice almost topping the roof of the car. Agitated, the bald Abbey Priest pressed Sophia's shoulder, causing the two maids beside her to stand up at the same time.

"Dear Master Daleen of the Monastery of Holy Cheetah, I would like to thank you on behalf of our noble master, Lady Sophia, we understand that you are the elder of Lady Sophia, and we understand your care for Lady Sophia, but ...... You seem to be hurting her......"

A short-haired maid gently bent her knees to greet the bald-headed cheetah monk, the girl's voice was gentle and tactful, but her eyes flashed with an inviolable light. Her jade hand with the bronze bracelet gently held Dareen's armored wrist and pushed the old monk's giant hand away from Sophia's shoulder. This slender maid, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, was no ordinary girl, and there was amazing power hidden in her beautiful body.

"I'm sorry, Sophia! I'm so abrupt, I'm going to condemn myself!

Dallen sat down again, reproachful, and he noticed Sophia's frowning brow, realizing that he had made a stupid mistake. This beautiful lady in a tight black coat was a very weak person, and her shoulders could not withstand the power of the powerful knight's iron fist.

"It's alright, Master Dallen, I understand how much you care about me. You are like my grandfather, and I will follow your teachings and not think nonsense. Also, please don't be angry with Ryuxia, because she is the one left to me by the duke, and although she is a little impatient, she is as cute as my sister. ”

Sophia gently straightened her red scarf and gently curtled to the cheetah monk in front of her, who was full of self-reproach. The girl in the black dress named Liu Xia was clinging to her side like a beautiful shield.

"Dear Master Dalen, most of the vassals and attendants of the Duke's Mansion have been martyred with His Royal Highness the Duke, and the remaining male attendants and guards have all joined the city guards under the orders of the Madame, Liuxia and Isha are the last guards of the Madame, and we will defend the benevolent Madame with our lives. ”

When Sophia's words were finished, the two slender maids took a step forward at the same time, curtling their knees and fists in greeting the blue-armored cheetah monks, strong fighting spirit and strength emanating from their exquisite white lace black leather dresses, stirring their brown and blue hair, and giving their beautiful cheeks a heroic aura. They could all be seen wearing delicate daggers under their white aprons, and the fluctuations of magical weapons and the runes of the dwarven craftsmanship were intertwined on the hilt.

"Very good, you two have almost the strength of ordinary mid-level knights in the empire, and if you wear rune armor, you should be stronger. With your protection, I'm sure Sophia will be safe. Now, without further ado, it's time to explain what I mean. ”

The old Cheetah Monk nodded to the two girls with satisfaction, and his old face was glinted with satisfaction. After a slight pause, he cleared his throat and made a shocking sound, one that shook people's hearts.

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