Amber Sword

The Minotaur bellowed angrily, charging down the collapsed section of the city wall, sweeping away anyone in its path, Human or Demon alike. Humans were no match for it, and the beast quickly reached Frey, raising its axe in a violent sweep.

"Careful, Frey!"

Frey even heard the warning from Beth behind her. At that moment, her heart was incredibly tense. She had never seen such a massive monster—except for that frightening Wind Element on the Mar Highlands. But seeing from afar was different from close combat; the dark, immense axe face brought immense psychological pressure.

If it hits, death would be certain—

No, she absolutely cannot die here. Brand is still ahead. She must help him seize this place. Only then would the Demons shift their attention to the frontal battlefield.

Everything she learned at the Royal Knight Academy seemed to become clear all at once. At the final moment, her heart was calm, as if some special Strength was flowing within her body—this feeling was exactly like the moment she obtained the Lion Heart Sword.

The Minotaur’s huge axe was almost upon her, and Frey, as if guided by intuition, ducked to dodge the attack while leaping forward, instinctively reaching out to grasp the connection between the axe hilt and blade.

The Minotaur didn’t have time to see clearly, and swung the axe to its highest point. Frey released her grip and leapt onto the massive axe blade—the blade was nearly a meter wide, plenty enough for her to stand. Then she leveraged herself to jump, gracefully landing on the back of the Minotaur’s neck.

This series of movements was completed in an Instant, and no one had time to react. But the Minotaur finally realized the ’prey’ before it had somehow gotten onto its back. It bellowed in rage, reaching to grab Frey behind it.

But Frey shifted to the side, evading the monster’s hand the size of a straw mat. Meanwhile, she gritted her teeth and raised the Lion Heart Sword high. At that moment, the sword emitted a bright Light, brilliant like a beam of ice blue Fire, illuminating the entire Bunoan Guard City, and lit up the bright eyes of this girl from Buqi countryside.

It was like a reappearance of a past scene, a pair of silver Light Wings unfurled from Frey’s back; the Valkyrie Battle Pattern reappeared. The Female Knight clenched the Minotaur’s neck with her legs, and with both hands, drove the treasure sword down along the monster’s spine.

With a slicing sound, the shining Lion Heart Sword sank into the Minotaur’s neck as if cutting through tofu.

The Minotaur immediately let out a mournful wail to the heavens, and went berserk, dropping the giant axe to frantically slap its neck. This time Frey could not possibly evade, she heard a ’crack’ behind her as a wave of intense pain washed over her, her organs seemed to be displaced—a darkness enveloped her vision, her body instinctively fell backwards, but she still held onto the sword hilt, dragging the sword out, causing black blood to gush from the Minotaur.

Frey coughed up blood and raised the Longsword again, stabbing it into the back of the Minotaur’s head. This time the creature could no longer withstand such heavy injury, collapsing forward with a resounding crash onto the ruined city wall.

Everyone was terrified.

"Frey!" Beth, who accompanied Frey, ran madly toward the Minotaur’s corpse. Officer Cadets at the Royal Knight Academy already shared a sense of comradeship, and she and Frey were among the few females, with an even closer bond.

But at that moment, the girl from Buqi countryside was dizzy-minded, yet she could only think of one thing.

She cannot stop.

She had long learned everything from Char. Brand was still ahead; she knew what he wanted to do, and she knew what she needed to do.

She can no longer be the useless Frey, Militia Captain of Buqi.

She wants to change Buqi, change everyone’s Destiny.

Brand can help her.

But she was no longer the naive country girl; she had learned many things. She even faintly felt as if she had glimpsed everything that Brand saw, the same things the Princess sought. Not merely ideals, but a beautiful vision.

When can Erune escape its predetermined Destiny? Beth said only when the Kingdom becomes doubly strong; Buqi’s tragedy won’t repeat. But Brand told her that it’s not just the task of the nobles. The Princess told her that everyone must wield their own Sword to defend their dignity.