(Break with the Covenant)

1. Reunion of old friends. The two girls dissolve the magic at the same time. Kailin lowered his crossbow, not knowing who the blonde girl was or that Freya would actually meet her.

When Jielu first came to the south of the Xingli Continent, she began to form a brigade for adventure. That was the first time she had left her teacher and made friends in a strange place.

And Freya is one of them, and the two have a deep friendship. Tonight, the reunion after many years of absence came suddenly, so that the two didn't know what to say for a while, so they had to look at each other. There are too many questions, too many things not to understand, and too many words to pour out.

Sensing the movement around her, Filsa stood up, protecting herself with her sword, while keeping an eye on her surroundings with her magical sense of touch, sensing the safety of her companions.

Jielu was going to speak first. How are you doing? Have you seen any other friends?

Where are they? Just as she was too excited to know where to start first, Filsa interrupted her.

"Jielu! There is Wang Jun! ”

Her companion woke her up, only to hear the endless sound of horses' hooves everywhere.

Filsa perceived the enemy of the third wave, the army of Augusten, the Knights of the Throne.

He urged his companion once more and then turned and ran towards the exit of the town, not fast, hoping that she would catch up as soon as possible.

Jielu looked at the figure of her companion who was running away behind her, and also at her friend Freya, who had just reunited, and finally reluctantly left. Before leaving, she heard Freya say something to herself.

2. "Before dusk the next day, the Alchemist Guild of Falling Wind City will meet. Jero finally heard this.

It was already daylight the next day. The two had found a tree to rest under a tree for the night, and had continued their march two quarters ago, when they were in the suburbs and were heading north.

Jielu had planned to introduce her old friends to her companion in detail, but she never expected it......

"I know her."

"Huh?"

Filsa didn't have the joy of Jielu, but seemed more calm. "Before that, I was also a knight."

Jero knew that "before that" meant before Filsa had fought Auguston and before he was blind.

"There was a time when I was in charge of escorting Freya back to Sakurajima."

It turns out that all three know each other! It's not so much a coincidence as a fate. Thinking so, Jielu became more and more overjoyed. She blamed her companion in her heart, and she couldn't recognize each other after confronting each other for so long that night.

Jielu then remembered the past, and after saying goodbye to Freya, they often exchanged letters with each other.

It was during that time that Freya often mentioned a knight who was older than her, could it be that she was referring to Filsa?

"I heard her say last night, let's go meet her in Fallwind City."

After hearing this, Filsa did not refuse, but remained silent.

Falling Wind City is the next destination on the northbound route.

He didn't have a reason to stop them from meeting either.

"It's unbelievable that you know her!"

Felsa spread his hands, "It's incredible. "He seemed to have something to say, but in the end there was no exit.

Seeing through his cover-up, Jero urged, "And then? Why? ”

“……”

"Say it!"

He stopped and turned his head slightly, "She's a troublesome lady who needs to be served along the way. Obviously born in a purple-robed aristocracy, he is an alchemist family, but he likes to dance with knives and guns.

It's a real headache for me, and if something happens, I'll be responsible. I really don't know what medicine I took wrong back then, and I will take this commission. ”

From what he revealed, it can be guessed that the two seem to have been together for a long time, and they know each other well.

At this point, Jielu has to admit that this is completely true. "It's not all safe in the end, is it?"

Filsa nodded, no longer continuing the topic, and walked briskly in silence.

At this time, Jielu followed closely, and could see that he had something unspeakable?

She mustered up the courage to find out one thing: "What is your relationship with her?" ”

"Master-slave relationship. Of course, it's not anymore now. He replied without looking back, but only on walking.

"It's more than that, isn't it?" She asked further.

"Friendship."

"It's more than that, right?" She was in hot pursuit, a little nervous inside.

Why is Freya so much quieter than usual when he mentions it?

Felsa was a little impatient: "I already knew Shirley at that time, but I just went separately because the knights had their own tasks!" ”

She eventually fell silent and followed her companion. He stopped, and she almost hit him in the back.

"It's kind of weird. Do you remember last night's battle? ”

"Hmm. Will you still see things in battle? ”

"I was about to talk about it, but I can't."

"What's going on?" After Jielu finished speaking, she also felt that the speed of her companion last night was not as fast as before.

Even if I could be faster, I would be able to keep up.

In other words, some time ago, Jielu couldn't even see his shadow clearly.

Filsa gradually learns how to control the demonic blood with his will, but he loses his "open eyes".

Jero guessed that might be the reason why Firsa hadn't recovered yet, and sternly told him not to take any more risks in the future.

At this walking speed, the two of them would be able to reach Fallwind City before dusk.

Filsa covered her face with the cloak and hood.

Two first-time visits to this thriving city. As soon as you enter the city gates, the noise is incessant, and it seems that every day is filled with a festive atmosphere. It is winter, and the autumn is high and refreshing, which is a good weather to lure people out for entertainment.

It is home to a wide variety of merchants and their shops. There are precious and brilliant gemstones, and there are handmade straw necklaces. There are all kinds of weapons in the sword-forging house, and there is a wide variety of wine and dishes in the restaurant.

There were no royal knights in the city, and it was estimated that they would not be able to manage too much in such a mixed place.

It was still early, so they could immerse themselves in the crowd and play before dusk.

Filsa kept her head down, weaving her way through the crowd, gradually closing the distance between her companions and her companions.

Jielu slowed down and deliberately stayed away to see how he would react. If his magical sense of touch was still flexible, he would definitely be able to spot it quickly. Thinking so, she slid into a corner alley.

Because there is a wall between Jielu and the hustle and bustle, she suddenly feels calm. Sometimes she likes to be lively, sometimes she likes to be quiet, but she doesn't know when she likes the atmosphere.

Maybe it's because the past experience made her feel uneasy and lonely.

In the past, only a knife would give her a sense of security, and now there is him.

She glanced around in a lonely manner, but her eyes were drawn to a graffiti in the corner.

"How is that possible?"

She immediately approached.

That's definitely graffiti! Doodle! Doodle! Graffiti for sure! Definitely not that thing!

However, when she looked closely, her whole body trembled, and she felt a suffocating feeling as if she had a deadly blade on her neck.

On a waist-high brick on the wall, there is a black lotus flower pattern, which has eight petals, and one petal is deliberately missing.

For Cherno, seeing the pattern was the sight of the black knife stained with blood in the night, and it was a scene she would never forget.

The name popped into my mind.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the head and a buzzing in both ears.

When she thinks of things she doesn't want to remember, she will be like this, defenseless.

She didn't notice anyone approaching behind her. At the moment when Jielu lost her mind, a hand reached out behind her and patted her on the shoulder. She screamed, and hurriedly turned to draw her sword.

However, after discovering that it was Filsa, it was too late for her to try her best to collect the knife. Fortunately, he reacted in time, and before he drew his knife, he sensed an instant of anger - in addition to anger and fear - and he ducked. The knife only cut off Firsa's blindfold.

It was the first time that Jielu attacked her companion with a knife, and it was also the first time that she was so panicked that she attacked the wrong companion.

She apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"What the hell is going on? Did you meet Wang Jun? Filsa covered her eyes with her hands, secretly feeling uncomfortable.

Jielu just shook her head quietly and didn't answer.

When she saw something unusual about her companion, she said, "I'll go out and buy you a blindfold, and I'll wait for you." ”

She was about to leave, and her companion hurriedly grabbed her hand, "No need, it will arouse suspicion from others, just replace it with a black cloth for the time being, and change the medicine by the way." ”

Filsa felt that the sun was no longer so fierce at this time, and there was still more than an hour left before dusk, which was not too early, and going to do other things would delay the meeting.

The two returned to the street, and the noise was still there.

Ever since she saw that mysterious pattern, she had been feeling that everything around her was unsafe, so she whispered to her companion, "Can you walk behind me?" ”

"Why? All right. "Why is she so afraid of a sneak attack all of a sudden? Filsa didn't ask much, silently slowing down and retreating behind her, all the while watching.

She was a little more at ease, but she still couldn't let go. "Filsa, promise me one thing."

"Say."

"Don't leave me to act alone in the future."

Wasn't it she who walked away on purpose today? He didn't know why, but he didn't refute it when he knew that she was in a bad mood, and still nodded in promise.

Before he knew it, Jielu looked back and smiled wordlessly, more like a miserable laugh.

2. The Alchemist Guild in Falling Wind City is very gorgeously decorated, and this conclusion can be drawn just by looking at the appearance.

Every stone on which the wall is built is as if it has been carefully polished.

The first visit between the two was very impressing, and Filsa touched the façade with his own hands. He had never dared to enter such a place in the past, for fear of causing trouble.

Opening the door and entering the guild lobby, Jielu found the atmosphere quiet. The lights are soft and bright enough, with blankets covering the floor;

In the center of the lobby, there are tables and chairs to entertain visitors, and people are sparsely seated;

To the left of the doorway there is a staircase leading to the upper floor;

The table against the wall is equipped with a lot of test tubes, utensils, and reagents of various colors, which is a test bench;

On the other side, there is a row of bookshelves. A number of black-robed scholars walked around, each busy with their own business.

When Filsa stepped into the lobby, the first thing he heard was someone sitting in the room whispering something about something, the details of which made him stop and listen.

"Is it the Starfall Sign?"

"That's right. The vision that happened just last night in the middle of the night. There was a turquoise meteor that fell near Fallwind City, and we went out to search overnight, but we couldn't find any meteorites, but we found a strong demonic breath near the crater. ”

Ignoring the risk of being identified, Filsa stepped forward to interject and join the discussion. "Excuse me, two of you, is it a strong wind breath?" He didn't look up, so that the cloak cover the upper half of his face well.

The speaker's eyes widened, "How did Your Excellency know?" Did you also participate in the search last night? No, you don't seem to be from this guild. ”

According to the voice, the speaker was an old man.

After perceiving it with his magical touch, he also found that the magic breath hidden in his body was much stronger than that of ordinary adventurers, and he was probably a veteran figure in this alchemist guild.

"I'm an outsider, and I'm just a little interested in the Starfall Elephant." Filsa also wanted to find out more information, "Where did the meteor fall?" ”

The old man didn't answer directly, but approached him and whispered, "Your Excellency is Filsa of Extreme Ice, right?" ”

He didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence. Jielu quietly put her hand into her waist to prevent the other party from doing it.

"It doesn't matter who you are. The guild is still neutral, and King Augusten's bounty is of no interest to us. It's just—"

The old man whispered a warning to Felsea: "It is very impolite to use the sense of magic to detect the other party's magic breath without authorization. I hope you do it in moderation. ”

He nodded silently in apology, then asked, "I want to know where the meteor fell." ”

Jielu advised her companions not to ask so much, for fear of causing trouble.

The main purpose of the two coming to the guild was to meet Freya.

"It's in that jungle a few miles outside the city, and you should be able to find it if you look closely. The old man kindly reminded that the true face of the meteor is a demon. ”

"Thanks for the reminder." Filsa didn't want to tell herself about her relationship with the shooting star.

In fact, he knew that after the other party found out his identity and didn't do it, he was already thankful. Jielu also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Freya had long known about Firsa's situation, and she deliberately chose such a place that was not easy to cause disputes to meet, which can be described as meticulous.

Footsteps came from the staircase. Jero looked over and saw that it was Freya who had descended downstairs to the lobby, followed by her companion Kailin.

She was overjoyed to see Jielu visiting, and then she saw Filsa, who was wearing a hat over her face.

"Come up first."

Freya invited the two of them upstairs to sit down before talking, and she regarded the Alchemists' Guild in Windy City as her home.

The students here also respect this purple-robed noble lady.

The upper floor, dominated by a single laboratory and bedroom, is lined up on either side of the red carpet promenade. Freya led the two to the innermost end of the corridor and used the key to open the room on the left, which was dedicated to receiving guests.

Jielu suddenly remembered that Freya's father was the head of the Alchemist Guild, so Freya was also very familiar with the guild.

Freya called to Kailin to pour tea like a squire, and then said to Jielu and Filsa, her eyes a little biased towards Filsa: "First of all, I didn't want to do anything to you last night, I'm really sorry for that." ”

"The one with the hammer is aiming here as soon as he comes, and you don't want to do anything to me, but the guy wants to."

Felsa pointed to his head.

Jielu secretly thought that his way of complaining was a little funny, as if he was venting his complaints in a witty way.

"You ......" Freya was a little annoyed, and crossed her hands, not knowing how to refute for a moment.

However, after making tea, Kailin came over and explained to her: "Yesterday's adventurer was originally a member of Freya's brigade, and most of them were not very familiar with it. Later, they changed their minds and wanted to take the head of Filsa of Extreme Ice. Fellow and assistant Kailin replied to Freya, who nodded in satisfaction.

"I see, it's a misunderstanding." Jielu summed up, and finally cleared up the doubts.

"I really didn't know that the person next to him that night was Jielu you."

Jielu smiled and said it didn't matter.

"So you know I'm Felsa that night! So what are you looking for me to do with it, so you have trapped me in the enchantment, sealed my ice magic, and sent archers and swordsmen to besiege me? ”

"Why are you talking so ugly?" Freya clenched her fists in anger.

"As long as you're right, we finally met today. Firsa, long time no see. ”

"Long time no see." His answer was so cold and emotionless that it was like his expression at the moment.

Jero is wondering if Freya has done something in the past that made Filsa feel angry?

She had never seen her companion so cold.

But the truth was unexpected.

Freya took a deep breath and glared at Firsa and asked, "Eight years ago—"

He was silent.

Jero and Kailin stared at Freya.

"Why did you stab my father?"

How is that possible? Jielu definitely didn't believe that her companion would deliberately hurt her friend's relatives, it must have been a misunderstanding.

"I saw it with my own eyes! You caused my father to be in a coma for more than a month! Barely woke up! At this point, Freya's eyes were slightly red.

Kailin had never seen her so excited.

Kaylin knew why Freya cared so much about her father.

Because her current death was fought in battle shortly after she was born.

He didn't understand why the person in front of him would hurt her father, but he had long thought that most of the people who made girls unhappy were not good people.

Jerro waited for Filsa to explain, who knew he had been silent.

He finally just whispered, "I'm really sorry." ”

Companion admitted? What the hell is going on?

Freya informs Jero that she has become acquainted with Filsa after the brigade was disbanded. He accepted the commission to escort her back to Fukisakura Island, and the two formed a friendship.

On the evening of her return to the island, her father graciously invited Filsa to dinner, and decided to write a letter to the Order to praise the young man.

However, that night, she found that her father had been left in the laboratory in her castle and had not been seen for a long time.

Curious, he ran over to take a look, and found Filsa confronting his father, who had stabbed the latter in the chest with a sword.

My father lay in a pool of blood. This is what Freya has witnessed, not a dream or a hallucination, and there can be no mistake. At that time, Filsa did not explain much, and left without saying a word.

"Why?"

"It's demonic blood. As soon as I get out of control, I ...... I'm sorry. ”

"Impossible!" She screamed, "You were so awake! It's done on purpose! ”

Kaylin pulled an excited Freya.

The demonic blood rampage will indeed make him lose control.

Lately, he's been learning the art of recovering his rampage, so he doesn't have to wait until his mana runs out.

But what was the trigger that made him lose control at that time?

This is also Freya's question.

"I'm really sorry. It was I who stabbed His Highness Irish Qi with my own hands. It's great to hear that he's okay now. ”

Freya glared at him, ignoring his innocuous words.

"There must be some misunderstanding in there." Jielu comforted her: "Did Your Highness say anything when you woke up?" ”

Freya shook her head: "My father woke up from a coma for more than a month, and he didn't remember anything, only that someone stabbed himself." ”

Jero looked anxiously at Filsa for an explanation.

But he didn't say anything other than "I'm sorry."

At Kailin's persuasion, Freya calmed down.

It is a fact that my father woke up from his serious injuries and was safe and sound.

But her worries are indeed recent events. "Actually, just recently...... My father is missing. ”

Filsa looked up slightly, and Jeroy asked what was going on.

"Just three months ago, my father suddenly disappeared, leaving only a letter to the vice president of the Alchemist Guild, and he has not been home."

"Maybe it's busy, right?"

"My father has put aside his position for the time being." Freya denied it, further venting her concerns.

"Originally, the Alchemist Guild was in the neutral camp of the continent, and it was not an enemy of the king, nor was it complicit in it. However, after the vice president recently gained full powers, he wanted to take the opportunity to win over the relationship with the king.

This is already the general trend, so there is no big problem...... But could my father have anything to do with it? ”

"You mean to say that His Highness has been kidnapped by the king, right?" Filsa asked.

At the same time, he found Freya to speak strangely.

"Impossible." Freya flatly denied it, but did not give a reason.

"Then you think that someone other than Auguston has framed His Highness Irish, right?"

"Possibly." Freya was a little disgusted by Firsa's rhetorical tone, but she had to admit that he was right, thinking that he was worthy of being a person with some experience.

"You suspect that the Vice President has imprisoned His Highness in order to win over King Auguste as soon as possible. The attempt was to take credit for himself so that he could sit on the throne of the president. ”

Yes, he knew that his father and the king did not have a good relationship, after all, the two sides were in different camps. The vice president is bent on getting on good terms with Wang. ”

Alchemists mostly revel in academics, preferring to spend their lives in experiments and books rather than intervening in pointless disputes.

This is the main reason why they chose to be in the neutral camp.

"It's not going to be that simple." Filsa felt that there was something else that Freya had not yet said...... Just like yourself.

He also noticed that neutrals generally did not refer to Augusten directly as "king", but rather as "king Augusten" or "king of the stars" or "king of the sun".

However, in the past, in order to pretend to curry favor, Yug would also call Auguston "king" from time to time.

"We'll definitely help you find out about this matter!" It was Dew who made such a decision, and by the way, could give Filsa a chance to make up for the mistakes he had made in the past.

Freya looked at her gratefully, and couldn't think of a decent thank you for a while, so she had to say "Thank you" again and again...... Thank you. ”

In this way, the four of them can be together.

Just as they were about to continue discussing their future itinerary, Filsa stood up silently.

"Sorry, there's no way I can help. I'm going to continue north, I can't delay any longer, I have to find her as soon as possible. ”

Jielu felt that he was much more abnormal today, didn't he say before, don't leave himself to act alone?

It didn't take long for the promise to be forgotten.

So she was a little angry: "Do you remember what you promised me today?" ”

"If you come with me, you will attract the king's army, and even more heroes will hunt you down. I don't like to bother people. ”

"Didn't it be the same before?"

Freya saw that the two of them began to quarrel about their affairs, and she was a little reluctant, so she tried to relieve it.

Later, she said, "The next destination is to go to the Flowing Moon Water Capital "Olivetz", and from here, the direction is just north. ”

She also decided to find a time during this time to ask him what the reason for the stabbing of his father was.

It was these words that made the two of them stop.

Kailin had never interjected, after all, the two guests in front of him were new to him.

For some reason, perhaps because of the camp, he was hostile to Felsa.

"There is a church in the City of Water, and the bishop is familiar with my father and is very good to me. I'd like to go there first and ask the bishop if he can give me some advice. ”

Filsa didn't say yes, just nodded slightly, and then took his leave.

"I'm going to go to the jungle outside the city to find something first." Then he whispered to Jero alone, "I remember what I promised, but at this moment you can rest assured that you should be fine if you are by your companion's side." ”

With that, he left the guest room alone and walked up the staircase of the corridor.

3. The search was fruitless. There was indeed a small amount of magic breath left in the jungle, and it could be confirmed that it was the magic breath of the wind vortex, but Shirley was long gone. Filsa took a white run. I had no choice but to return to Falling Wind City the way I came.

The lights were lit around, and it turned out that it was late at night, and it was already past dinner time. The noise has diminished, but it is still relentless.

After feeding her on dry food, Filsa returned to the Alchemist's Guild and encountered a familiar aura in the lobby.

It was Kailin, who didn't seem to be very friendly, and had just come down from the upper floor when he saw Filsa and walked up to him to talk.

"Even if Freya doesn't pursue your attack on His Royal Highness Qi, I won't let you go easily, you have to remember that."

Kailin changed his usual calm and warned him in a threatening tone.

It was the first time he had seen someone who could make Freya so angry, causing her to look like she was almost crying.

You must know that she has always been as strong and unyielding as a man. People who make girls cry are absolutely unforgivable.

"It's none of your business." Who knew that he turned his face to the side and smiled contemptuously, "In front of her, he looks obedient, and if he changes to someone else, he changes to a domineering posture?" ”

Running for half a day without results made him unhappy, and it could even be said that he was in a bad mood, so he no longer spoke and was unceremoniously.

Kailin exuded anger, "If this isn't a guild, I'd like to have a duel with you right away." In this way, you can also easily return the sword that stabbed His Highness! ”

The aristocracy likes to say duel duel, fair duel.

Filsa himself did not know how many insidious plots of the enemy had escaped.

Since his crushing defeat in the battle with the king, he has lost his eyes and his knightly honor, and he has struggled in the dark.

Most of the opponents he'd faced in the past had been sinister opponents, such as Midnight Slash's Continuation and Redblade.

So in this regard, no matter whether the duel is fair or biased, he has no fear at all. "Always by side."

Kailin stared at Filsa and raised his fist and shook it in front of him: "But if you defeat you who are blind, you will be laughed at and defeated." ”

He was indifferent, and said calmly: "He is one hundred and seventy-five centimeters tall, weighs seventy kilograms, and is armed with a talisman dagger, a longbow and arrows on his back, and a cross bow hidden in his gauntlets. Also, the leather armor you're wearing can't stand up to my ice sword. ”

"You...... How do you know? "Kailin felt like his whole body was being seen through the eyes.

Filsa completely ignored his surprise, which had already surprised most people.

He remembered the situation of last night's battle, so he further speculated: "Not good at close combat, and it can even be said that melee combat is a weakness." ”

This was the assessment he made last night when he sensed that Kailin was at a complete disadvantage in less than three moves when he fought with Jielu.

"You're an archer, but you didn't hit me with an arrow, and you probably have no experience shooting at moving targets, not at all. As for the stupidity you're doing in front of me right now, I don't need to describe it in more words. ”

He was powerless to refute it, and even Freya had never criticized him like that. "It's the truth, look at the actual pounds and two catties during the duel!"

Filsa hadn't used a bow or arrow since she lost her sight, but she remembered her former companion, Shirley, using a bow and arrow.

He never mentioned it to anyone, and in fact she didn't know that Shirley was a "Wind Dancer", a profession that specialized in assisting her companions, who knew how to use the soothing power of the wind to heal, or the Wind Dancer herself to assist in combat with her own bow and arrow.

And Shirley's archery skills are very good, and she knows how to combine wind magic to condense a group of arrows to sweep away the enemy.

Filsa once jokingly said that it would be nice for her to only specialize in bows and arrows.

The two ended their conversation and left back to back. Filsa didn't care where Kaylin would go, and he didn't want to get to the bedroom so soon, so he chose to go for a walk in the back garden.

4. From dinner to this moment, Jielu and Freya chatted endlessly about their past experiences, exploring mysterious places together, going treasure hunting together, encountering powerful enemies together, and fighting them off together to complete the commission;

Sometimes laughing, sometimes whispering.

The girls "kicked" Kelin out of the room before they could talk.

The guild provides two double rooms for four people, one for Freya and Kaylin, and one for Jero and Filsa.

Jielu has been catching up in Freya's bedroom, playing with the white dragon cub beside her.

Freya said that the phantom beast-like creature hatched from an egg and was now three months old.

She also joked that she treated it as if she were her own baby.

By this point, it was late at night, so Jielu said goodbye and went back to her bedroom.

She found that Filsa had not returned. The darkness in the bedroom reminded her of the seven-petal black lotus pattern she had seen today.

This motif means tracking, it means assassination;

Even if others didn't understand it, she knew very well what the pattern meant and how it would end.

She was horrified, and today she was sure that she was being followed. At the first opportunity, they will definitely make a move;

As soon as they made a move, no one could stop them, not even Firsa......

Night-killing Lotus. The name and its logo intimidate Gellotte all the time.

Ever since she left, that fear hasn't gone away.

She hid in her room, not daring to turn on the light, and watched the movement around her.

A little wind blowing or a waving of the curtains was enough to startle her. Where is he now?

Soon after, she finally decided to go to Filsa with Freya, but I wonder if she would agree.

She had a holiday with her companion - she believed it was just a misunderstanding. Eventually, Jielu knocked on Freya's bedroom door.

No response. Unfortunately, she was already out.

Five minutes earlier, Freya was lying on the bed, reflecting on the conversation. A few years ago, after separating from Detergent, there was an experience worth savoring.

Freya was born into a family of alchemists and was a purple-robed nobleman. The daughter of the aristocracy should be quiet and virtuous, but she likes to dance with knives and guns.

Her father thought that she had "inherited" the character of her mother, who was a female knight, and was as active as the sea.

Therefore, when she was a child, she did not match the personality of other girls, people liked dolls, but she liked shiny knives and guns, and she could not play together.

The rest of the noble children thought that girls were not suitable for these things, and also alienated her.

Freya's mother died in battle shortly after she was born, when the Demon Realm rioted. So her father is her only closest relative.

Because it was difficult for her daughter to have friends since she was a child, her father asked her to study at the Demon Warrior Academy in the extreme north mountain range, and she returned to the island twice a year, escorted by the knights of Fukizakura Island.

Unfortunately, at that time, the Demon Domain rioted, and the knights were ambushed by the demon enemy halfway, and they were buried in the sea before they could see Freya.

It was at that time that she became acquainted with Filsa, who was still affiliated with the Order. In addition to the classmates she knew at the academy and Jielu's brigade comrades, he was her first friend who was older than herself.

She remembered that Filsa was still blind, and her eyes were as blue as the sky. Without hesitation, he agreed to escort Freya home.

As a result, the two formed a strong friendship, and even Filsa agreed to teach her swordsmanship. He can be regarded as her first master.

At this point, she mastered the posture of holding a gun and the key to using a gun for the first time, and was praised for her talent much higher than that of the average boy.

Now when she wields the gun, there is still more or less a shadow of the past.

All in all, Filsa was a very important friend to her.

So Freya didn't understand why he attacked his father?

These questions she couldn't understand, lingering in her mind. To calm herself down, she left her bedroom and went to the guild's back garden to take a walk.

There are various herbs planted around the area, and you can see the bright colors during the day. The night breeze blows a rich fragrance into the nostrils, and although it is mixed, it is still refreshing.

Freya didn't fully identify the types of herbs, after all, she wasn't interested in them, but she didn't dare touch them.

In the night, a familiar figure was vaguely seen at the end of the road.

Dismal and tousled hair, and dark gray old clothes.

Freya clenched the gun at her waist, a little nervous, and came behind Felsa.

It was only then that he noticed her approaching.

It seems that the fragrance of the garden is so strong that it almost paralyzes the sensitive sense of magic.

"There's no one else here, you should be able to tell the truth. I don't believe in the so-called demonic blood, why not when you're with me, but when you're with my father? ”

Felsa didn't talk, and this time he didn't even apologize.

"I see." Freya asserted, and took two more steps closer to make sure what his expression was at the moment, "Someone instructed you to do this, right?" Who the hell is it? ”

"It's not." He turned, was silent for a moment, and replied, "I have heard that His Royal Highness of Ireland has a relationship with King Augusten......"

"Liar!" She interrupted sharply: "At that time, the king was not yet on the mainland!" How could you possibly know? ”

“……”

"You're so stupid that you can't make up a nice lie, can you? Since you don't say it," Freya pulled out the short spear behind her, the purple light shone brightly, and released the magic breath of battle, "and then last night's unfinished battle, try again!" If you lose, be sure to tell me why! ”

She didn't wait for Felsa to agree, so she decided that the gun was about to strike. She's not kidding. He reluctantly took a few steps back until there was no way out.

Just as he was about to fight, someone shouted to stop.

At this time, Jielu found the two of them and rushed forward to stop the fight between their friends.

She ran up to Firsa and grabbed his arm tightly, looking like she was about to cry: "Didn't you say okay, don't leave me alone!" ”

He was a little stunned, and then apologized in a low voice.

Freya first discovered that Jielu could be so flustered and cared so much about someone. She somewhat understood that the relationship between the two was a little surprising.

Filsa gave up the fight, saying that he had gone to the forest today, but found nothing.

"And what exactly are you doing now?"

He noticed that Jielu was a little coquettish, and couldn't help but smile faintly.

Freya looked at the two men silently, put down her short gun, and the fighting spirit faded. She thought of Kailin, and compared the two in front of her, she realized that she and he had never been so close.

Although she and Kailin are about to ......

Filsa stopped smiling as he pondered how to wittily skip the incident.

A violent wind blew the petals up. The surrounding air is disturbed. Filsa first sensed an extremely ominous aura approaching.

"Jielu! Look in the direction I'm pointing, isn't it-"

Jero looked in that direction, looking closely but not finding any vision, and secretly thought that Filsa was bent on distracting from the topic.

Just as she turned her head and was about to complain, she noticed a little green light flickering in front of her. Immediately, several wind blades struck, so fast that there was no time to dodge.

She and Freya each raised their weapons in a defensive stance;

Unexpectedly, the wind blade quickly disintegrated after coming into contact with the blade and caused a strong explosion, stirring up the flowers and dirt.

Jerro counteracts the blast with the Fire Demon Technique she unleashes with her sword, but Freya is unable to fully resist and is still slightly injured.

Filsa rushed forward, slashing at the other Wind Blades with a flurry of twin ice swords.

The green light gradually approached, revealing its original form.

Both of them could see the swaying shadow—it was a demon in the form of a maiden, and their turquoise eyes were watching them;

Its pale body is surrounded by a curtain of wind;

The long red hair was half wrapped around the body, half fluttering like a flame in the wind.

The wounded Freya saw the aurora pierce the dust raised at the same time, and vaguely heard the words he left behind:

"You two can't see the Wind Blade at night, get out of here! It's enough for me to deal with Shirley alone! ”

Jero was hesitating whether she should intervene in the battle between Felsa and Shirley, but Freya didn't listen to the advice, but strode forward and stood side by side with Felsa. "I can already see her moves. No more fear of her wind blade in the future. ”

"What a stupid thing! Stand back! He roared anxiously, not noticing Freya's reaction, and took a few steps forward, hurrying forward.

Filsa, who also cares about the safety of others during the war, will never have malicious intentions to hurt his father!

Freya was convinced. However, instead of rushing forward, she began to change her magic on the spot. The crystal blade glowed green.

At this point, Phil Sue suddenly felt that his steps were much lighter than before.

Immediately, he found that there was a magical aura behind him that affected him.

Freya gave up her attack and instead blessed her companions with magical effects.

"Go ahead! Behind you, I bless the magic "Wind Breath". ”

He remembered Shirley from the past. She had also assisted herself in this battle. At that time, the wind vortex and the polar ice were a wonderful combination.

Not long ago, it was the cooperation of the Wind Vortex and the Polar Ice that killed the boss of the Midnight Slasher, Red Blade, not to mention the future.

He immediately came to his senses and continued on his way, and it was strange to him that the Wind Blade had not struck again. But Shirley's magic fluctuations have always existed and have never been reduced.

Felsea's sword slashed at the Wind Shadow, but it didn't touch any entity. It was the phantom of the wind that Shirley had created with her breath, and she seemed to know that Firsa could no longer use her eyes to discern things, and she was deliberately confusing him with her breath.

Filsa hesitated when she suddenly sensed movement above the night sky, and deadly wind vortex demonic breath sprinkled all over the sky.

It was a rain of arrows falling from the sky, and the target was not Felsa, but the earth beneath Felsa's feet. Even including everything near Filsa himself.

In the distance, Freya and Jielu had no time to stop him, let alone remind him to be careful. The arrows glowing green fell to the ground like meteors and exploded like explosives buried in the ground, causing the earth to roll over and over.

The dust and mist are blue, tightly blocking the view. After a few moments, there was silence, and the two were too frightened to speak.

The dust and mist lifted, and Filsa gasped, her unruly figure still standing. Previously, he had abandoned his twin swords in favor of a spear, and tried his best to knock down the arrows that were coming at him.

Unfortunately, he still suffered a lot of injuries.

You can't go wrong, this is the group attack demon martial art that Shirley is good at, and its power is not trivial.

He knew that he was so far away from the other party that he would only be attacked all the time. So he surrounded himself with aurora and rose from the ground, trying to close in on Shirley, who was in mid-air.

However, as soon as he flew into the air, he found that the fluctuations of the wind vortex had disappeared. He then discerned it with his scattered sense of magic, and found that its remnants of its breath were pointing to the north.

Shirley appeared for a quarter of an hour tonight, and after pouring a rain of arrows on the earth, she ignored nothing and continued northward. Why is that?

No one can answer the question of his heart.

After landing at Felsa, Jielu and Freya are approached. He shook his head. The meaning of tonight's battle is simply unclear.

Shirley didn't show up to take anyone's life. However, when she is bent on killing, I am afraid that even the demonic Firsa will not be able to stop her.

At this time, he vaguely heard a large number of alchemists rushing here.

A good backyard garden, but tonight it was destroyed by the wind vortex.

Jero didn't ask Felsa about the previous battle, because she saw that he was covered in blood—especially his right shoulder and left leg, which were stained red.

Although none of them were fatal injuries, their embarrassed appearance looked worrying enough.

She didn't say a word, and hurried over to help.

Freya put down the crystal blade and recalled that Filsa had stopped herself from stepping forward. It could be seen that he was worried about his own safety, right?

She asked herself. Then she stared at Filsa and made up her mind to ask again, "I know you wouldn't maliciously attack others!" But...... Why should you ......"

Filsa remained silent about it, and at this point he couldn't even say "I'm sorry".

Freya waited for his reply, but was still disappointed. Soon after, a crowd of alchemists poured behind her, asking her what was going on.

Kaylin squeezed out of them and joined her, relieved to see that she was safe. Freya gave a brief explanation with a very bad face, and then looked back at Firsa and saw that he was still tight-lipped.

At this point, she was extremely angry and made up her mind: "Okay! In that case—"

Kaylin looked at Filsa and Jero in astonishment, as well as Freya, who had an inexplicably angry temper. Aside from the demon attack tonight, what else happened?

"I never want to see you again!" She made up her mind, and when she said this, tears flowed uncontrollably.

It was her first cry in years. She didn't want anyone to see her, so she walked away without waiting for Kaylin to follow, covering her face with her hands. Jielu shouted to her a few times but received no response.

"Even if she hates you, will she not hesitate?" Jero watched Freya disappear until she disappeared.

She asked Filsa so anxiously. The former best friend, but now they are broken, this is the saddest thing for her.

Freya and Filsa - two sides, she doesn't want to lose either.

"There is no way. If she knew the truth, she would definitely collapse, and with her character, she would definitely be like that. Freya is strong on the outside, but very weak on the inside. ”

"What the hell is going on?"

"......" Jielu didn't press any further, as she saw her companion bow his head.

He seemed to remember something, and the emotions on his face couldn't be revealed, so he could only bow his head silently.

He definitely has something unspeakable, and has always been for Freya's sake, not as cold as he seems.

Jielu then helped her companion back to the guild, and while she watched him limp with concern, she felt pity and a hint of anger, and said, "Firsa, I decide. ”

"What?"

She no longer cared if she was the third party between Felsa and Shirley, and she secretly vowed to protect her companion or fight alongside him.

Anyone who harms a companion is an enemy.

"Next time...... If I see it, I will never be polite again. ”

Filsa finally heard Jero muttering to herself.

5. All along, he felt that his memory was not defective. He was so convinced. Until recently, he felt more and more that in the depths of his mind, there was a dark corner, dusty with fragments of memory.

He hadn't read it, perhaps he had forgotten it entirely, or perhaps the memory was inconsequential and unnecessary.

That's what he's thought since he woke up. However, as the days passed, he became more and more concerned about the lost memories.

There was a hollowness in my mind as a result. Until he woke up one day, he found that he was in the dream full of fear, full of darkness, full of evil.

He also noticed a strange scar on his arm, like a symbol, like a letter.

But he couldn't remember why he had been hurt.

The slightest touch will cause an inexplicable sharp pain, and at the same time, there will be a nameless fear in the heart.

He is already a father with a daughter, and his life has not fluctuated much, on the contrary, he is very comfortable.

He didn't know why he had such a dream, or what that vanished memory would be.

In short, all this made him afraid, more and more inflated, afraid of the unknown.

He felt that something was being hidden from him in his subconscious, and it didn't seem like a good thing.

He was even afraid of his daughter's bright eyes because of this.

There had always been a sealed laboratory in the castle, and as the owner of the castle, he didn't know why he had sealed it.

However, according to the guards, it was he who ordered the blockade.

He guessed it had something to do with his vanished memories.

But the fear in his heart that he did not dare to face the facts made him dare not step into it.

Did he kill people there? He wasn't even sure about it, because he was afraid that the vague memory would be a murderous memory......

It wasn't until not long ago that he finally had the courage to face it, after all, he was already an adult over half a hundred years old.

I don't dare to face the truth, how can I have the face to teach my daughter? He took advantage of the daylight to pick up the key and open the door of the laboratory, facing a puff of dust.

He had prepared for the worst and would identify the body as soon as he found it. However, it didn't smell as bloody as he thought, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

If he is really a murderer, how will he face his daughter in the future? Thankfully not.

The lab had not been entered for eight years, the oil lamps had long since run out, and multiple ignitions were useless.

The room is cramped and the walls are old. There are two tables in total, one for alchemy experiments and the other for eating.

The alchemical vessels on the first table were all in good condition, except that most of the reagents had expired or had long since evaporated.

He found that there were traces of something on the crucible, but it had long since been emptied. In the corner of the room was a bucket for sealing chemical waste, and next to it was a wooden bed against the wall, with only a moldy straw mat on the bed.

He remembered that this was his own dedicated alchemy laboratory, and he had been doing experiments and experiments without sleep or food for a while for research, and he did not sleep for several nights in order to obtain results.

That diligence, that pursuit, that kind of fanaticism, is really evocative. Since he recovered from his injuries and became the president of the Alchemist Guild, he has entrusted all the experiments to his subordinates.

After that, except for some simple tasks every day, that is, tea and rest, I rarely went to operate the laboratory bench by myself. When my daughter returns from the college vacation, I chat with her or go out to play.

He suddenly noticed an old notebook dropped under the bed.

He picked it up and wanted to look back on the results of his past research, and his heart became more and more eager to rekindle the enthusiasm of that time.

As a result, His Royal Highness Irish Qi finally understood his "sin" from the records written by his own hands.