Gwen carried the silver sword and walked with rapid steps, leaving shallow marks on the snow.

Looking at the northern fortress in front of her, which was indistinguishable from the memory of it, there were no more waves in her heart.

Seeing Gwen after a long absence, the knights stood solemnly in two columns and bowed deeply.

"Miss Gwen, welcome back."

The knights revered Gwen, and not just because she was the youngest daughter of House Delin.

It is also because of the inspirational experience of strong women growing up to become knights that they are extremely respectful.

But Miss Gwen, who usually respects them in return, completely ignores them at this moment.

With just a very cold temperament, it gently floated past them.

This puzzled countless knights.

What happened to Miss Gwen?

Is it angry?

Nobody knows.

The surrounding steel-cold buildings are erected inside the castle, shimmering with silver light.

The familiar wooden house was long gone, leaving only a pile of ruins and black marks, buried by white snow.

Along the way, Gwen made her way through familiar steel buildings and into a remote stone castle.

The blue castle exudes a cold atmosphere, and the cold silence coming from inside will always make Gwen a little repulsed as a child.

But now, she walked coldly to the door.

The knights of the family in front of the castle recognized Gwen.

They bowed to Gwen from a distance and opened the large, creaking wooden door.

Gwen had returned for a long time, and it was more deserted than she remembered.

Kevlar is not here.

These days, she's been running around just to deal with the family's wanted Victor.

But she is not a knight after all, and her prestige is insufficient.

What Kevlar said didn't convince the knights.

Gwen walked into a room and looked into the corner.

Her father, Angus, was still that sluggish.

Kneeling in the room, his eyes dim, staring at the sky stupidly.

He's been like this for days.

Don't eat or drink.

If it weren't for Angus's extremely strong physical fitness to support him.

By now, he had starved to death on the floor.

Jia Xiu was also paralyzed on the bed, and there was no place on his body that was not painful.

He froze and opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling.

The burns all over the body will not be able to recover for a while.

Victor's magical flame seems to have a very special effect.

With magic, it was difficult to recover from his injuries.

It's like resisting the magic of regeneration magic from the root.

You can only rely on your own body's recovery to repair slowly.

Jia Xiu collapsed inside the house and heard someone coming in.

"Who is it?"

He looked up with difficulty and saw a silver-haired woman in silver armor slowly approaching.

The other party was looking at him coldly.

Jia Xiu's body was wrapped in white bandages, revealing only a pair of eyes and a mouth, and he lay weakly on the bed.

The servant was feeding him, and when Jacieu saw Gwen come in, he pulled at the uneven voice that looked like a withered and broken tree:

"Let's go down first."

After being burned by that flame, it was a blessing for him to be able to speak.

Wait until the servant quickly took everything away and left the house.

Only Gwen and Jahew were left in the room.

Gwen looked at Jia Xiu coldly, and her voice was cold:

"People of the North ......"

"I asked my father to do it, what's wrong?"

Jia Xiu looked at Gwen equally calmly, pulling at his broken throat and speaking in a calm tone.

Gwen didn't feel any emotion in his tone.

No anxiety, no anger, bland excess.

It's like telling a sparse and ordinary thing.

A cold light flashed, and the long sword at Gwen's waist was across Jia Xiu's neck.

"I can kill you at any time."

There was no emotion in her eyes.

When Kevlar's dagger stood near Jia Xiu's neck, Jia Xiu knew that Kevlar would never kill him.

Because she can't.

Kevlar values the Delin family's affection and family relationships.

But Gwen is different.

Even if the person in front of him is his half-brother.

But in order to uphold the justice in her heart, Gwen can kill the killer.

She knew how cruel the person in front of her was.

If there is one word to describe Jia Xiu, then he is the "evil beast" who will do anything to achieve his goals.

Humanity has been extinguished.

Jia Xiu looked at her without the slightest fear.

"Gwen, I envy you."

"You are very free, and you can even fight for your dreams, your own ideas."

"So, we're different."

Once you stand in the corresponding position, there are some things that you can't help yourself.

Jia Xiu's gaze, still with a smile, said slowly.

"From the moment I was born, my value was set."

"Inherit the family and defend the north."

"But you never thought that there is such a large area in the north that our encirclement cannot take care of everyone......"

"Therefore, you ignore their pleas for help, and allow the barbarians to plunder in the north, and destroy your countrymen."

The cold sword pressed against Jia Xiu's neck, and Gwen's face was reflected on the blade, and the cold glow shimmered slightly.

The more she saw her in the North, the angrier Gwen became, and the more she felt the indifference of her brother and father.

There are a lot of rhetoric and words, and they can't wash away the countless lives they are carrying.

"Ha ......"

Jia Xiu squinted his eyes and collapsed on the bed.

"So, let's do it."

He didn't seem surprised that Gwen would kill him.

It's like you've been prepared for a long time, and you'll be killed.

But after a long time, the sword in Gwen's hand still did not fall.

That's not because of family affection.

It wasn't because Gwen wanted to trust Jahew one more time, either.

She just flicked her sword indifferently and put it back into its sheath.

The cold words rang out, but they seeped like ice.

"You'll be punished as you deserve, Jahiu."

"But it's not up to me to judge you."

Gwen's words made Jia Xiu stunned.

“…… Why? ”

Jia Xiu stared blankly at Gwen, who only showed a pair of eyes that flashed with doubt.

There is no room for sand in the eyes of a righteous being, and he did the same before his father became what he is now.

Once evil grows, justice will destroy it without mercy.

If that justice existed in Gwen's heart, she would have fallen from the sword.

As a result, Jia Xiu was ready to die.

But Gwen in front of him was completely different from what he and his father had imagined.

She shouldn't have such emotions, such thoughts.

Gwen, it seems that something has changed.

However, this change was not what he had hoped for.

At this time, Gwen gave him a feeling,

Now she is more like a ...... Person?

Gwen's eyes were full of coldness, and she glanced at Jia Xiu indifferently and walked towards the outside of the room.

Ignoring the brother behind him, the appearance of a trance.

She walked out the door and stood in the doorway.

The glow of the sun shone on her cold iron armor.

Gwen took a deep breath, as if relieved.

Feeling the incomparably clear coldness, she just waited quietly.

Finally, after a while, a voice sounded loudly outside the castle.

"Victor is just outside the gates!"

As soon as the words fell, countless knights gathered and lined up.

The crash of armor, the noise from rubbing against metal, rattled outside.

Gwen also made a move.

She grabbed the sword in her hand and walked slowly towards the city gate.

……

At this point,

Victor stepped on a white giant bird, suspended in the sky.

The intense storm around it was constantly blowing, blowing the snow into waves for several meters.

The knights lined up in front of the castle like a fortified silver wall.

Victor looked at them condescendingly, his face cold.

Countless knights looked extremely solemn, looking up at Viktor as if they were facing a great enemy.

They had weapons in their hands, and shock spread through the crowd.

"What's going on? How is Victor in heaven? ”

"What's that giant bird?"

On top of the silver wall, a knight, pointing at Victor, trembled and shouted:

"Victor, you, how dare you come back!"

Victor's terrifying strength has already spread throughout the northern frontier.

But among this group of stubborn knights of the North, there are always some people who are not afraid of death.

They always thought that Victor was the worst of the worst.

On this territory in northern Xinjiang, who doesn't know what the existence of the Delin family means.

They are the rulers of the lonely lands.

Hit the Delin family?

Wouldn't that be the equivalent of slapping the entire Northern Knight in the face?

But Victor is now in the sky, and the knights are basically powerless even if they want to catch him.

But soon, among the knights, a silver figure slowly came out of the castle gate.

Victor squinted his eyes and saw the person coming.

It's Gwen.

As if with frost on her face, she looked up and looked at Victor with a cold expression.

When the knights saw Gwen's appearance, it was as if they had a backbone.

A slight smile suddenly appeared on his face, as if he saw hope, and even his waist straightened up a lot.

"It's Miss Gwen!"

"With Miss Gwen here, we'll be able to take Victor!"

The knights were excited, and there was even a glint in their eyes.

Finally, Gwen slowly drew her silver sword.

The knights drew their swords from their waists.

At a time when everyone thought Gwen was going to subdue Victor.

Gwen turned.

Confronting a group of northern knights.

In the midst of the snow, her silver hair spread out in the air, blocking Victor.

With a sword in one hand, Gwen was expressionless, and there was even a bit of cold indifference on her face.

"In the name of Gwen Delin, I revoke the warrant for Victor Kravenna's arrest."

"Opponents, step forward."

As the knights looked bewildered, Gwen stood in front of her with her silver sword and stabbed it into the snow-covered earth.

In the face of thousands of knights, she stood still.

Like a holy goddess of perseverance in the cold wind.

The wind swept through the snow and ice violently, burying it in the eyes of everyone.

The flash of silver-white color made them feel extremely trance.

At this moment, standing in front of them was the female knight who truly represented justice.

I am willing to speak out for the weak and unfair.

The injustices of the world should be eliminated with the sword.