From time to time, cheers came from the distance. Three seven-headed snake lizards were attacking the rebel camp at the foot of the mountain. These huge creatures had already exceeded the tree canopy from the chest up. When they picked up the rebels, they threw them into the air.

At that time, each raised head was as tall as a spruce; the seven snake lizards were covered in armor, and even their heads were buckled with spiked skull helmets, and below were layers of chain armor protecting their long necks.

The rebels' weak bows, arrows and spears had no effect on it at all. It rushed forward and broke through the camp. The wooden walls creaked and broke under the impact. A row of iron men in the camp came forward and were kicked.

Tread flat.

Facing such a monster, the rebels' psychological defense finally collapsed. After screaming, they turned around and fled. The knights of the White Lion Guard saw the fourth-level biological iron men made by the craftsman wizards on the mountain being photographed like pieces of paper.

, couldn't help but clicked their tongues. Although they had known about the existence of these basilisk beasts in Valhalla, they didn't expect them to be so powerful.

Could it be that Miss Monica is very careful with these treasures?

Dozens of gargoyles soared into the sky and flew towards the basilisk under the command of a wind elemental giant. However, under the command of the trainer, the basilisk turned its torso horizontally, revealing a mountain on its back.

A two-story tower. On the tower, the tree elf archers were holding silver long bows. Rows of figures stood gracefully behind the parapet. They opened their bows, and the sound of squeaking bows resounded over the forest.

"Open the bow——"

"put!"

Black arrows flew out, like a wall rising in mid-air, sweeping across like a passing hurricane. In the blink of an eye, most of the gargoyles withered away, leaving only the wind djinn roaring violently in the air, with thunder and lightning in its cloud-like body.

roar.

But the commander on the tower had noticed this polished commander, and a black flag was raised - the elves turned around and started shooting at the fleeing rebels below, because physical attacks were almost invulnerable to incorporeal elemental creatures.

——The one who took action was the druid. A bunch of flame arrows flew out from the tower and hit the wind elemental, making it wail repeatedly.

The wind elemental giant spirits once formed an alliance with the Buga people. Naturally, the gray wizards of the Sasard people could not ignore their allies being attacked. They rose up from the forest one after another, trying to stop these giant beasts. But before they had time to launch an attack, the clouds

Rows of silver figures descended from among them. They were Valkyries. They rode flaming Pegasus, held silver spears and scimitars, and roared towards the battlefield.

The Valkyries who came from Tonigel for support arrived, and they merged with the Valkyries led by Brünnhilde. The number was obviously more than before, and they had almost formed a scale. Since the beginning of the Gate in the Cloud

After the restoration, Valhalla has begun to summon Valkyrie on a small scale.

Seeing these Valkyries, the young knights of the White Lion Guard couldn't help but cheered again - although they were now in ragged clothes and looked like a group of beggars hanging around, this did not hinder the enthusiasm in their hearts.

And excitement - these Valkyries have been their biggest support these days. If they hadn't held back the gray wizards of the Thassard people, they would have been burned to ashes by magic.

The gray wizards and the Valkyries are already old rivals. The combat effectiveness between the two is only about equal, and it is obviously difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.

But after the rebels' biggest support on the battlefield is lost, failure is only a matter of time. Of course, for the Tonigel people, this is no longer important. Compared with the battle of Mintai, this is just a small scene at the moment.

, the results of the several thousand noble rebels are simply not worth mentioning.

After Brando left Princess Griffin's tent, he found Freya. Miss Eruin's Valkyrie was sitting alone on a rock in a daze, not paying attention to the battle below. When Brando found her

At this time, the former was startled and hurriedly wiped away his tears, and jumped down from the rock with a red face.

"You...you didn't see anything, did you?" Freya asked with a blushing face.

"Didn't you see it inside the tent?"

Such an answer was naturally met with a fierce glare.

Freya hesitated for a moment, thinking of Antitina, feeling a little guilty: "Brando, I didn't protect Miss Antitina well, I'm sorry, I..."

Brando shook his head: "Your opponents are Sasardians. We have done a good job this time. If you have to apologize, just go and tell Antitina face to face."

"What?"

Brando looked at the battle in the distance.

He retracted his gaze and said, "Let's go, let's go and rescue Antitina now."

Freya's eyes widened in disbelief, and she pointed to her chest: "Am I going too?"

"What, don't you want to go?" Brando smiled: "You lost her, so of course it's you who found her, and I'll give you a ride along the way."

Freya felt her heart full of warmth but could not speak. She could only look at the other person tenderly and express her meaning with her eyes.

That is thanks and gratitude.

Of course it's not just this time.

"I'm sorry, Brando." She suddenly said apologetically.

Brando was stunned: "What's wrong? Didn't you say you don't need to say sorry?"

"It's not that," Freya blushed a little: "It's just because of some things in the past."

"What's up?"

Freya just shook her head and pretended to be mute.

That seemed like so much time ago.

Only the memory that remains in my heart...

"...I want to find my parents. My uncle and aunt said that when I grow up, they will tell me who they are. They said that my father is a knight and a man as great as Lord Everton. One day I will also become one.

A knight."

"Of course Roman wants to become a businessman, because businessmen can make a lot of money, so much that my aunt and I will never use it up!"

"What about you, Brando?"

"I?"

"I don't know, but I don't want to learn swordsmanship. I want my grandfather to understand that the real power in this world is not swords. One day, if I have this ability, I must let Eruin never be affected by the flames of war.

, so that its people can live peacefully without swords, instead of being in fear every day like now."

"How is that possible? The undead are so scary. How could they let us go? Brando, how do you plan to deal with the undead?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but anyway, I always feel that I have seen such a world in my dreams. If it exists, I will definitely find it."

The childishness that she once had gradually became mature. When she stood in front of the pair of teenagers, she asked them: "Brando, Mr. Madden is the chief swordsman instructor of Reedenburg. He is a truly capable person. I

He is going to join the militia, and Brayson will also go. Don’t you want to protect other people, come with us?”

The young man shook his head: "I may have to go back to Prague for a while. Let's talk about it when I have a chance. My father wants me to inherit his mill. He said in the letter that my grandfather's health is getting worse. The old man may want to take a look.

I."

She was a little disappointed in her heart, but there were some words she never asked.

"What about you, Roman?"

"I'll wait for Brando to come back. If he wants to participate in militia training, I will go too."

The girl nodded, turned and left.

That separation lasted seven years.

When they met again, it was midsummer in the year of flowers; and on that summer night, the stars in the sky were particularly bright.

The two of them were walking side by side in the camp. Freya quietly looked at Brando beside her - it turned out that he had never forgotten those words at that time. It turned out that Roman had always known that she was the best.

The stupid person. But why did he choose such a path? Mr. Madden said that his path was different from ours. It turned out that Mr. Madden had already seen something. He knew Brando from the beginning.

Are they descendants of Sword Saint Darus?

Freya thought silently.

"Have your elements been civilized? Freya, can you fly?"

Freya came back to her senses and looked at Brando's hand extended to her.

"Yes," she nodded: "Andrea and the others have taught me."

"Then take my hand——"

She stretched out her hand and hesitated for a moment before placing it in the warm palm.

My wandering mind surprisingly calmed down at this moment.

…

Rows of seats, religious-style reliefs, twelve layers of columns rising step by step, the stacked arches supported are immersed in darkness, and one hundred and seventy stone statues watch the noisy hall in the shadows.

At the top of the vault, what is painted is the final battle between the Azure Knight and the Dragon of Dusk, the heroes of the gods and the destruction of the world. The cyan and red paints each occupy half of the mural, and the skylight is projected from the central round hole.

A single beam of white light penetrated the darkness, suddenly carving out the long circular table in the center of the hall from the darkness.

The Faenzan people, the Cruz people, the wind elves, the representatives of the Silver Bay countries, the Buga people and the Druids each occupy an area, and then there are the representatives from the White City countries, the barbarians, in the center of the long circular table,

It is the owner of this place, the Miner elemental tyrant in red robes. Tumen, Medphis and Andrrig stand on the left and right of the old man.

Next to the three people was Gray Sword Mephistopheles, who was looking at the area where Representative Cruz was. The area was mostly empty at the moment, with only Mangrove, Duke Ludwig and a few soldiers from Veronica.

The square man is sitting there.

The elves haven't arrived yet. There are only a few guards at St. Osor's position, and the elven girls are carrying long bows and talking to each other in low voices. The area of ​​the Silver Alliance is almost empty, with only the big cat and the kitten remaining.

Two, most of the wizards left Babel Fortress, leaving only a few apprentices, who never opened their mouths to any proposals.

Sitting in the Druid's seat is a taciturn elder, proving the existence of the Sky Ring.

Although the area of ​​the Silver Bay countries is bustling with people, in fact there are not many people who have the right to speak. A considerable number of these people are asking around for news about the four realms, why the coalition forces from Silver Bay have not arrived in Alkash

.As for the representatives of the barbarians-mostly mountain people who fled Wallach and highlanders from Anzeruta, they rarely sent representatives, but rarely expressed their opinions.
To be continued...