"It's nothing, there are many things that are different in theory and practice, but it's not a very special thing. After all, it's not all head-to-head battles on the battlefield, and things behind the scenes are sometimes complicated. To be honest, the fact that there are three Slaanesh Chosen ones here is enough to show how the tentacles of chaos have stretched, and I'm sure you'll understand. ”

Greenhill explained in her gentle voice, and the elegant woman in the white dress gently tugged at her short blond-brown hair, then smiled at the slightly cramped dark-haired girl in front of her, and made a relaxed gesture.

"If Frey has been presumptuous with you, let me apologize to you on her behalf!"

Hyde tried as hard as he could, unwilling to let Frey be blamed. As soon as she said this, Frey's face turned a little red, and she gently lowered her black hair.

"Oh, Lord Hyde, don't worry, I don't mean to blame anyone......!

The elegant temple priest with short blond brown hair laughed slyly, then gently covered his mouth and squeezed his eyes with a smile.

"I feel that you are very much in love, you are really responsible people! Okay, Lala, let's give your brother a proper chance, let's leave for a while, let's go with the teacher!

With this smile and sly voice, Greenhill grabbed Lala's hand like lightning, and pulled the little girl in white out of the small tent in two steps. This beautiful and slightly mischievous mature woman lightly pulls her overwhelmed cute student and disappears out of the tent, leaving only her laughter echoing.

There was a sudden silence in the tent, an indescribable silence. The morning sun shines through the round window covered with white glossy parchment, and brightens the tables, wooden beds, and miscellaneous items. Frey sat on the edge of Hyde's bed with her head bowed, the golden sunlight reflected on her short black ear-length hair, and on her soft cheeks and the bridge of her nose, forming a golden curve. A faint flush rose from her fair cheeks, and she didn't speak.

"You're beautiful, really. ”

After a moment's silence, Hyde broke the silence, and he couldn't figure out how he could have said it. But it was a natural feeling in his heart, and many things were vague in the fierce battle of the night, but now it became clear. Frey is very beautiful, she is a delicate girl with a little heroism, which may be the reason why she usually shows people in men's clothes. Now she was wearing Hyde's wolfskin cloak, half-revealing the tight leather coat with tears and smoke inside, sitting quietly beside Hyde, as if the solitude of the two of them had made her unable to speak. "Thank you...... But my mind is in turmoil right now. Can you understand my heart?" she replied in a low voice as her long eyelashes drooped. Her expression was more like that of a frightened fawn, and there was a deep pain hidden under her beautiful countenance, which Hyde understood, and Edelman died in front of her, a man like her father. And the death of the heroic knight Rick was inseparable from Hyde's stubbornness, which made the blonde young man feel deeply guilty.

In the original battle, if he had listened to Edelman's advice and did not rashly rush into the chaotic ambush circle, Edelman should not have died, and his cavalry comrades should not have died, this is the result of that moment's pride and arrogance! War is cruel, and his lessons will only be written in blood, whether it is his own or his comrades' own! Although Hyde tried his best with his own hands to make amends for the mistake, he only saved the life of the girl in front of him, the only survivor of the forty brave horsemen who rushed out of the station with him.

"It's my fault that Lord Edelman and his comrades died because of my arrogance, I ......"

Guilt gripped Hyde's heart, and the fierce sense of remorse shamed the blond young man, who didn't know what to say. Although the pain in his body had largely disappeared under the medical magic, a feeling of incomparable weakness still permeated his body, making it impossible for the young man to move. Although Natar's holy power was amazing, it overdrew his physical body to the limit. Greenhill said that most of the so-called instant healing techniques do not exist, and even magic has its equivalent exchange, and recovery is a matter of time.

"You don't have to blame yourself, I see your bravery and justice. It was you who slew the vicious demon of Slaanesh, and it was you who avenged Lord Edelman, you ...... Someone who deserves my true love!"

Frey answered Hyde in her thin, resolute voice, and she leaned down softly, imprinting her warm lips on Hyde's. This surprised Hyde a little, but the incomparable gentleness instantly captured the man's heart, and he naturally catered to the girl's kiss. Their breaths almost resonated in unison, Frey's black hair hanging down the knight's long blond hair, her hand gripping Hyde's hand. The bright sunlight shone gently on her graceful figure, and they kissed deeply again together.

"Would you like to hear my story?My dear Highness Hyde?Hear the story of how a girl became a knight's squire?Hear the story of Edelman, a brave knight who is better than her father?, perhaps, but the girl wishes to tell her lover, for ...... She had no one else to talk to. ”

I don't know how much time passed, and the beautiful girl with black hair supported her body. Her voice was sad and affectionate, and her beautiful black eyes looked into Hyde's deep blue eyes, and Hyde could feel her breathing.

"Of course, my Frey, speak to me as much as you like, for we are true lovers. ”

The rush of love poured into the young man's heart, his heart was like a moving fire, and the true love of the person would always be excited by the true feeling, and he looked forward to the story of Frey. "My name is Frey Alesta. I was born on the edge of the Duchy of Tara Beckland and the Duchy of the Highlands, which is, in fact, not very far from Austerland, the junction of the three duchies. It was a small, ordinary village in the middle of a dense forest. There are tall oak trees, there are clear streams, people make logging and hunting for their jobs, and they live an ordinary life by believing in the great ancient god Tal, the lord of nature. ”

Frey leaned her body against the edge of the bed and began to tell her story. Her voice was gentle and a little sad, and her hand was on Hyde's hand.

"I don't know who my father is when I can remember, my only family is my mother. Some say my father was a knight, others say he might just be a mercenary or a bandit, but these are not verifiable because my mother is reluctant to say all this. In fact, she is not a native of this village, she came here seventeen years ago, shortly after I was born. ”

"My mother knows some little magic of the priesthood of Tár, and she can change the growth of plants by chanting Tár's verses, and other little tricks that can dazzle people's eyes. She also knew a little bit about herbs, so we lived on these things and a small plot of land until I was seven years old. It was a wonderful time, we lived in a wooden hut, I remember there was a warm fire, my mother would do some work around the fire, I liked to lie on her lap, she would gently stroke my head. Sometimes she would sing to me, it was a song from a distant land, a song of knights and warriors, and then her eyes would moisten, and I would be busy wiping her eyes. I was tempted to ask her who my dad was, but she never told me. ”

Frey's cheeks rested against Hyde's pillow, her eyes moistening a little. Hyde listened quietly to the girl's words, he looked at her beautiful and sad cheeks, the story of his mother made Hyde's heart melancholy, Princess Anna's face came to his eyes, and he remembered that moment sixteen years ago.

But happiness and beauty do not last long in a miserable world, and the lord of that realm has a dispute with his neighbor, and the result of the dispute is war. The villages in the territory were mobilized, taxes were doubled, young men were drafted into the militia and brought into battle, and horses and cattle were dragged away. For the glory of the so-called knights and lords, the peasants were required to put on leather armor and plunge spears and halberds into the stomach of another peasant, which was said to be appropriate entertainment and grace, but the lords did not understand the hearts of the peasants and did not understand the results they caused. ”

Frey continued to recount all this, which made Hyde's heart suddenly tighten, what should he say?