The Amber Sword

“Are you saying you have a way of bypassing Madara's attention? ”

After a moment of silence, the bar owner asked with an apparently distrustful colour.

Freya nodded quickly. But she immediately realized that the face of those present was a face that did not trust herself very much. She couldn't help but hold onto her sword - like exhaling tension through her white finger joints.

“Freya is a Butch militia, and one of her friends said that Lidenburg would be broken. Until tonight, you won't believe it, Sue won't believe it, but the facts are in front of you. I think Freya has a point.” At this point, Sue suddenly opened her mouth.

Everyone was a glimpse, and even Freya looked at the girl with the wheat-colored skin and braids and gave her a glimpse of gratitude.

“I, in fact, can't take you around Madara's attention.” Freya thought about it and said openly to the mercenaries present - her opening remarks stunned everyone. “However, I know that a person may have this ability. ”

“So you're not sure?” A man asks.

Freya nodded.

She immediately saw a lot of people shrugging. These mercenaries didn't have much hope for a little girl, they were just joking, after all, Freya herself wasn't annoying - even a very attractive girl, to say the least.

“Wait, everybody! I know that, as a stranger, I'm asking you here to believe that it's a ridiculous thing,” She's holding the sword in her hands in front of her chest, slowly relaxing, and her voice becomes bright and clear: “So I'm just suggesting a possibility ——”

She thought, "It's like gambling, gambling, me, me...”

Horsetail Girl I haven't been able to find a suitable word for half a day and suddenly she's a little annoyed - maybe she shouldn't have chosen a less familiar way of explaining herself to accommodate these mercenaries.

“It's like you're opening an opening, we're betting, right? Then live and die, rich in heaven.” A big mercenary laughs: “Good explanation, hello - my name is Mano. I'll bet on that, won't I? ”

He turned around. Sooner or later, someone in the crowd laughs in good faith, and someone screams, "Mano, you fucking gambler, you're gonna give your life up there."

Freya blushed and nodded quickly: "That's pretty much it, if you think I'm still credible, why don't you take a look first? I think when you see my friend, you're gonna make a judgment —— at least I believe him. ”

After she finished, the mercenaries silenced down. It has to be said that Freya is still very seductive and has testified to Su's previous words, and they are hesitant here, so why don't we just keep up and see how things go, right?

It won't hurt anyway. It's a big deal. Just one beat and two beats at a time.

But for a while, no one became the first bird, and Freya watched the scene gradually cool down and couldn't help but rush for a moment.

“I believe Freya. ”

Su was the first to go out, and she looked back at her father. Reto couldn't help but scratch his head, and his daughter's gesture was that he didn't want to make a statement, and he really said that his daughter's elbow was turning outward - but at least give him a good young man to come back.

The bar owner couldn't help but sigh and laugh around.

“Well,” Reto said, "don't laugh either, since I've been there, you can stay and see. The face of my little girl, I'm sure you'll still have to sell it, right? ”

“What a shame, Leto. ”

“There's Miss Sue out there as a shield. ”

“Shameless. ”

The mercenaries couldn't help but scream, but between the words they all agreed with Leto, but the wide-bodied bar owner was not ashamed of himself, but looked like he had earned it. At the end of the day, the number of people left behind was more than 20. These people were not actually not uninterested in Freya's proposal, they just couldn't help but make compromises with a little girl.

“So, mademoiselle, we're all here, so why don't you tell us what you want?” Reto wrapped his hands around him and asked back.

Mercenaries, after all, are mercenaries who understand that there is nothing in the world that neither entitles them nor pays the price. They usually see this price as a deal, think accounting is in, accounting is out —— it's that simple, it's not a bad thing to say.

Freya didn't understand the mercenaries' thoughts and was naturally nervous: "My request was simple, to get out of here alive. Now that you have chosen to stay and trust me, I hope that you will… obey my command and obey my orders, otherwise this agreement will be largely meaningless. So I know it's a little presumptuous, but I'm going to insist —— and if you find it unacceptable, I'm not going to insist. ”

“Of course, that's the basics.” The mercenaries replied, of course, that this was the case, but the orders to die were not always executed. But it's always right to come down first.

“What else can you do? ”

“I don't know, but I can at least do it with you. In battle, we are teammates fighting side by side, and I think that… this is not changed by the agreement between us.” Freya thought about it and said so.

“That's enough, as long as you can. At least we'll recognize you, little girl!” Mano answered as two or three people nodded. But someone chose to quit. The last seventeen people left, with the exception of Leto and Sue, and Mano and his three best friends, were all lone men, who felt that one could not keep up with the battalion, and finally chose to stay. More than a dozen people, however, were unexpected by Freya and even far exceeded her expectations.

Because she had nothing to expect. Even if only Su was lucky to stay, now he is lucky.

And they haven't finished the discussion here, and the news of Madara's army entering the city has come from the west, and the crowds on the street are starting to riot. When Leto sees what's happening on the street, he immediately says hello and asks others to come with him to the bar for food, which naturally counts at this time, otherwise it's probably a mess waiting for these people to wake up.

This is also the difference between mercenaries and Freya and their militias, with experienced soldiers thinking first and forever of logistics and not others.

“What are we going to do now, Commander Miss Freya?” The old mercenary Mano asked as he went along.

“Don't call me Commander, I'm no different from you.” Freya blushed, saying that the previous speech made her barely breathe. Until now, she doesn't know, she actually has the guts to say that in front of a bunch of skilled fighters.

Think about it now. It's like a dream.

But she has a voice in her heart that tells her she can do it. She must have a way to help Brando, not just do a burdensome job with him. The ponytail girl took a breath and relaxed herself. Some stared stunningly at the flaming Simon and suddenly remembered another thing and asked, “Do you know how to ride horses? ”

“Of course, how could it not be. ”

“Then we'll steal the horse later.” Freya replied.

“Stealing horses? ”

* * * * * * * * *

“Stealing horses?” The girl dialed a silver spoon and asked curiously.

“It is an open fact that there is a mule market in Riedenberg, where nobles trade horses in the inner region and trade domestic servants and slaves along with them. In fact, the elders went to the Butch area, or they sent this message on their own initiative.” Beat Feverwell, "he replied.

“These bold motherfuckers.” The princess calmly dropped the teacup.

“But how does the girl know?” She asked again.

“This is related to her birth, when our people left her three years old at the Mule Market in Lidenburg, where she may not remember what happened before she was three, but should be impressed. ”

“Are you really heartless, a three-year-old girl leaving her alone in a strange place? ”

“We had to, too, because the turmoil was too widespread to spare Everton's wife. Besides, we are well organized. ”

“She can ride? ”

“How could the Evertons not know how to ride, and the people we arranged to adopt her were the elite knights of the Silver Wings Corps, but why they moved out of Riedenberg to such a remote place as Butch, which we still do not know. ”

“Did she make it?” Though I knew Ovewell would say so, it must have been Freya. But Her Royal Highness couldn't help but ask.

She appeared to be mature, just like a 15-16 year old girl.

“Of course, as the elders have said before, the nobles were drawn to the attention of the young man. The inner part of the market is not very defensive, so they can easily get their hands on it. The mercenaries are also very strong, at least they can become ordinary sergeants of the kingdom's front-line corps -"

Girl nods her head.

Unlike other regiments, the front-line regiments of the Kingdom of Eruin, such as the Guardian Army, the Silver Wing Regiment, the Eleventh Cavalry Regiment of West Fah and the Enrique Fire Gun Regiment, also largely bless the honor and fighting power of the past. The fighting power of ordinary soldiers in these regiments is still maintained downstream of the Black Iron (3-7OZ), which is naturally not comparable to that of self-inflicted second-line regiments such as the White Legion and the Black Blade Regiment.

As for those standard regiments, they are even more invisible and have been almost identical to the fighting power of aristocratic militias since the year of the Cave Beast.

Therefore, beating Ferwell so described, His Royal Highness the Half-Pokémon Princess understood what the mercenaries with Freya might be capable of.

And she thought, "And then what? ”

“Then there was the most wonderful part of the story of the elders, the story of the massacre of the Quartet in Madara's army, when Miss Freya led her knights to join that magical young man.” Even though beating Ferwell has always been cold, mentioning killing in and out of enemy armies still gives him some eyebrow dancing as a member of the Royal Party.

“Wonderful young man.” The princess said.

Beat Feverwell to the cough twice and realized he had lost his word.

But the girl didn't care. She looked at the time and said, "I have a little time, Lord Ovewell, so please continue with the next lesson. ”

“It's an honor. ”