"Violet Banner?"

"Wei ...... Willett? ”

Listening to the sentry's words, the violet soldiers were stunned.

Although more than ten years have passed since the Star-Moon War, as an ancient family that has ruled the Duchy of Violet for nearly a thousand years, the prestige and legend of Willett are still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The same is true of Baron Bettel.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized something, rummaged through his pocket, and soon pulled out a string of badges strung with rope.

The badge took on the appearance of a violet flower, carved with delicate patterns and intricate magic patterns, and at this moment, it was faintly emitting a faint light, as if sensing something.

Seeing the light of the coat of arms, Baron Bettel's expression suddenly changed.

This is the family crest inherited by the Willett family.

Only the descendants of the Willett family and the recognized clansmen will have it, and they will be able to sense each other.

"Baron, we ...... Is it to try to negotiate with them, or to evacuate from the other direction? ”

The Violet Knight, who was following Bettel, couldn't help but ask.

Baron Betel stared at the violet badge in his hand for a moment, then looked out of the woods in disbelief, his expression a little hesitant.

And soon, another vigilant veteran came with the news:

"Lord Baron! Lord Baron! Their team stopped about five hundred meters outside the forest! They put up a banner saying they want to meet you! And...... Or the flag slogan of the Star-Moon War! ”

"Flags from the Star-Moon War?"

Baron Bettel's eyes were slightly condensed.

After hesitating for a few breaths, he said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, get into combat readiness, prepare for battle and evacuation......"

"Come a few people, come with me to meet them."

Picking a few knights and soldiers who volunteered, Baron Bettel walked out of the woods.

Beyond the woods, the heavily armed Castel cavalry remained about five hundred meters away, outnumbered, fearing one or two thousand.

They held aloft the banner of violet flowers, and the knights who led the team waved the white battle flag, releasing the signal of armistice negotiations.

Baron Bettel motioned for the soldiers who followed him to stop, then stepped forward, looked at Castre's army, his gaze wandering between the cavalry, and said in a deep voice:

"I am Guillaume, the commander of Violet."

"Who is it? Who wants to see me? ”

Seeing Baron Bettel, a knight on Castel's side suddenly left the group on horseback and hurried towards Baron Bettel's side.

He is tall, almost two meters.

Looking at the arriving knights, the violet soldiers suddenly became vigilant.

And Baron Bettel, who is a starry first-order transcendent, has better eyesight.

At a glance, he saw the violet flower pattern on the other party's equally mottled armor, and the violet flower pattern on his chest that was exactly the same as his knight's armor, and his eyes suddenly condensed slightly.

The knights of the Castel side soon came not far from Baron Bettel.

He stopped his steed, stood in the shadow of the tree, and the vicissitudes of life behind his helmet fell on Baron Bettel, and sighed:

"Little Guillaume...... Sure enough, it's you. ”

Listening to this long-standing title and the somewhat familiar voice, Baron Bettel's expression was in a trance.

He looked at the tall knight in front of him in disbelief, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Excellency...... Who is it? ”

The Knight of Castells slowly took off his helmet, revealing a face of vicissitudes of perseverance.

Seeing that familiar face, a long-ago memory suddenly revived in Baron Bettel's mind:

"Pull ...... Lord Laher? You...... You're still alive! ”

Recognizing the identity of the visitor, Baron Bettel's eyes widened.

Lahaile de Raynes.

The last knight of the Willett family, a knight of the Guard's loyal to the Willett branch, and a teacher of horsemanship and swordsmanship to the last Violet knights, including Baron Bettel, to be knightly trained in Violet Castle.

I saw the knight of Lahail smile slightly, and said:

"Guillaume, long time no see."

"After all these years, you have become a good commander who can take charge of himself."

Looking at the knight of Lahair, Baron Bettel's expression was in a trance, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"Long time no see, Lord Lahair."

"You...... It doesn't look like it's the same as it was back then......"

After speaking, as if he had thought of something, Baron Bettel's face changed slightly, and he became vigilant in an instant:

"You...... Why was the flag of Willett deliberately flown in Castel's army? ”

"Have you been loyal to Castel and betrayed Willett!"

Listening to Baron Bettel's words, Lahair shook his head:

"Betrayal of Willett? No, of course not. ”

"I have always been a knight of the Willlett's personal guard, I was, I am, and I will continue to be."

"The reason why I am standing here is because my little master wants to see you, of course...... She used to be your little master too. ”

"Little ...... Little master? ”

Baron Bettel was stunned.

With that, the knight of Lahail turned his head, looked at the side of the Castel army, and shouted:

"Mademoiselle, Baron Bettel indeed! Guillaume de Belt-Willet! ”

Listening to Lahair's words, Castel's army stirred slightly, and saw the cavalry in the army slowly move to the sides and make way for a road.

Immediately after, a young woman riding a black war horse, wearing a black aristocratic skirt and armor, and wearing a cloak, appeared in Baron Bettel's sight.

The mysterious young woman rode her horse and soon came to the side of the knight of Lahaile, while the knight of Lahaile, who had already dismounted, took a step back and stood respectfully behind the other party.

"You...... You are ......"

Looking at the aristocratic dress painted with violet flowers on the women's bodies, Baron Bettel became more and more suspicious.

And then, the young woman who also entered the shadow of the tree also took off her cloak, revealing her true appearance.

It was a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

She had long, beautiful flaxen hair that only the Willett family had in her line, and her amber eyes were full of smiles:

"Brother Guillaume, long time no see."

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of me, the long-ago memory was completely revived.

The image of the other party gradually coincided with a certain figure in the depths of his memory, and Baron Bettel's eyes widened, with a little incredulity in his expression:

"Ah...... Miss Agnès?! ”

"You...... You're still alive?! ”

But soon, his eyes froze again, and his expression became puzzled:

"No, is it really you? You...... How can you look so young, as you did back then? ”

"And...... Why did you stand with Castel's army? ”

Listening to Baron Bettel's words, Agnès sighed:

"It's a long story......"

"The feud between the Willett family and Castel is over, and now Castel is the force that helps the Willett family revitalize, and he is also the suzerain that the Willlett family follows."

As she spoke, Agnès looked at Baron Betel and said seriously:

"Brother Guillaume, Willett is no longer your lord, you have a knightly contract with the Willett family...... It's also over. ”