The Amber Sword: Act 378 Ride of the Valkyrie (below)

On the battlefield, the battle flag of White Lion once again began to move slowly.

At the front, Correct Nemesis, Female Knight, with a battle flag and a sword, is like the initiator of the entire White Lion Legion offensive. The little devil often fought with her, but she was beheaded by the sword.

It's the first time that Swordsmanship and Freya have been witnessed. She can't help but be surprised because Swordsmanship and Brando's Swordsmanship are so similar. At that moment, Nemesis seemed to be the incarnation of White Lion. She opened her teeth and shattered all her enemies, leading everyone forward.

Behind her, the White Lion Legion soldier, Royal Knight Academy's NCO student at this moment burst out to its greatest potential, and the attack finally became smooth. They attacked the city wall like bamboo.

"Minotaur!"

A heartbreaking shout.

Freya also saw it. She turned over the city and saw that there was a wall behind the wall. Behind it was Minotaur densely holding a giant axe. There were hundreds of heads. Before she could widen her eyes, the soldier who rushed to the front flew up the simultaneously.

Behind Minotaur, there are a group of women with snake hair High-Spirit, holding long bows. It is Medusa. Although the girl from Bucce's does not know much, she also knows creature in this myth.

"Ah ..." Freya couldn't help but subconsciously screamed.

This is a trap.

Suddenly everyone realized this. Nemesis's face was so cold that people were scared. Freya even saw that Female Knight had no blood on his hand holding the flag, and even shook slightly.

"Don't look over there, let's move on."

She shouted hard.

But a wave of arrow rain already shrouded the wall. This was Medusa shooting. moss green's arrow(s) did not have any armor to resist. The soldiers in front turned into stone statues before they had time to struggle.

In a round of shooting, one-third fewer people rushed to the front. The Medusas moved quickly and started to bow and arrow again.

...

The White Lion battle flag suddenly disappeared.

Marquis of Balta saw this scene with his own eyes. -- saw the battle flag of White Lion fall and disappeared into the rain. A feeling of despair came to his mind, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. As if only a voice echoed in my heart:

Aouine already lost its last chance.

"Lord Marquis, be careful!"

A head Brutefiend passed by the city head and passed by Balta. Marquis was a little lost, but already in his hand was empty, and the long sword had been pulled away by that Brutefiend. subconsciously was startled in his heart, turning back, just to see a monster with a horn on his head among the demons jumped in front of him.

So terrible Aura.

This is the last thought of Balta. The Longhorn Devil already ruthlessly twitched his neck and dragged him off the ground. The Lord Marquis, which differed by more than one level in power, had no room to resist.

"Lord Marquis!"

"Army Commander!"

In the screams of White Lion Legion soldiers. Balta finished the last journey in his life. At that moment, he seemed to see the light in the darkness, and a tall and familiar back was standing there, just like on the battlefield at that time.

Master Marshal.

Longhorn Devil effortlessly pinched the necks of the Aouine Marquis and White Lion Legion Army Commander, and threw the dead body to the side. Then he stepped on the Aouine flag on the city's head.

It looked at all the human soldiers in the city with contempt. In its opinion, the soldiers here are like garbage existence. Even the worst creature in Hell is stronger than them. If it were not for Teleportation Gate for a moment, more high-end troops could not be transferred, otherwise this place would have been destroyed ten times.

It's really annoying to deal with these bugs.

But anyway. This **** citadel finally captured --

Brunoan citadel is lost.

Wood saw the flag disappearing into the rain curtain in crystal ball, and finally realized the fate of this defeat. Aouine will be destroyed because of this, and his path ends here. No one knows more than what this incident means to Holy Cathedral of Fire.

He can almost imagine that he will lose everything in the past. But more importantly, Holy Cathedral of Fire was ashamed because of this. The old man couldn't help covering one's own's face and sighed deeply.

Everything is his fault.

"Ready to retreat, and realized the wishes of those nobles, I believe they will regret it." The once prominent Deacon adult could not help but answer helplessly at this moment.

"Please wait for a while, Master Deacon." Yula, sitting beside, suddenly said.

"Huh?"

Everyone looked back at the blind girl.

...

A spear appears in the field of view of Freya. The beating thunder arc on the blade jumped to the Minotaur. The gun blade went forward, a spear thrust entered the monster's chest, and the blood arrow spurted out, and then the girl with the long ponytail pulled out spear and let the monster fall to the ground.

She looks at her. Curious in her golden eyes, she reached out her hand: "Are you ... Freya?"

"I am." Freya knew this girl: "Are you Scarlett?"

The girl smiled slightly, showing cute tiger teeth: "Um."

"Did you see Medissa, Freya?"

Freya shook her head. She covered her wound on her shoulder with one hand. He looked around with some rush. Soon I saw Nemesis lying in the rubble.

"Dame Upperclasswoman."

She tightened her heart and rushed over there. The dark-haired Female Knight eyes were closed tightly, and she felt like a gossamer. A feather arrow stuck in her chest --. Even so, she still held the White Lion Legion flag in her hands.

As if hearing chant of Freya, Nemesis opened her eyes hard, she narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared at Freya. "Freya, listen well ..."

"upperclasswoman ..."

"Hold this flag ... you are Commander."

"How can I ..."

already failed.

Freya looked at the face that looked a little serious because of her indifferent look, but she always felt that Nemesis cared for her more like a relative of one's own and should be said to be an older sister; she has no older sister and also There is no brother, so I value this feeling especially.

Nemesis smiled a little at her, making her look awkward.

"Go, Freya."

"Can you?"

"I can't die ..." Nemesis smiled more ugly than crying, "Come on, this is an order, you fool. I believe you ..."

Why believe me? Freya don't understand. Why is it Nemesis or Brando, always trust him unconditionally. She knew nothing and could not learn anything. Compared with others, she was awkward like an ugly duckling.

Everyone is down, upperclasswoman, Carlow. Enlock also has Mike, only Bretton and Caglisse are still in the final resistance. She looked back and watched the sporadic battles near the village of Medao. With the loss of command, the loss seemed to be in sight.

What can she do?

But Nemesis seems to see the confusion of the girl, smiles at her slightly, and has a word to her. Freya didn't see what it meant, but Scarlett as Mercenary understood it.

‘Because you are Valkyrie, silly boy. ’

"Because this is my request. Freya, okay?" Nemesis asked weakly.

This sentence made the girl from Bucce's clenched her fists. Throughout the battlefield, White Lion Legion soldier already started retreat.

But Freya looks back: "Scarlett."

The girl who often ponytail looked at her in doubt.

"Can you help me?"

Scarlett did not answer. She knows Brando's trust in this girl. Because following Brando for the longest time, Brando will not taboo and sigh people and things around him, the girl is very satisfied with this life, although just listening quietly.

Then she nodded.

"Thank you." Freya took the White Lion Legion battle flag, and she was deeply breathed in. Although the tension was not washed away from her body, she finally glanced at Nemesis.

She leaned Female Knight on the wall stack and replied earnestly: "Dame Upperclasswoman, I will let this battle flag shine on the battlefield, as long as I am alive."

"Aouine will not perish --"

...

Marquis of Balta's death is like the last death knell for Brunoan citadel. At that moment, the whole battlefield seemed to collapse. But in all corners of the city, White Lion Legion officers are still holding on to the final battle.

"Owen, do you remember the book called Summer of Fujiro?"

The White Lion Legion young officer absentmindedly wearing silver grey armor is standing in the heavy rain, as if he has not recovered from the failure. Marquis of Balta is dead, White Lion Legion seems to have come to an end in a series of failures.

Countless demons rushed to the city. With a desperate Aura.

"We failed, Charlotte, don't talk about your book."

"Yes, I think so too, Owen. So let the soldiers open the south gate of citadel. How about we retreat from there."

Owen turned back suddenly, his eyes glared at his companion one's own: "You are crazy!" he shouted gritted teeth, "We must not retreat, our teammates are still ahead!"

Charlotte smiled.

"Then you remember to buy the book for me, the cover with the gold border on it, the collector's edition of the Year of the Moon, you know."

"What are you talking about?"

"Go pick up the banner, Owen."

A few minutes later, the south gate hole of Brunoan citadel opened.

The remaining White Lion Legion soldiers in the city began to retreat. The Longhorn Devil of the demon's Commander -- immediately noticed this, and it certainly could not tolerate the retreat of these humans who caused themselves great trouble.

It emits a trombone, and the demon army immediately swarms to south gate. It personally leads the team and prepares to crush the bugs.

But it rushed down the city head, bypassed a few alleys, and came under the the only square in the city. Here, it sees that the human -- who is waiting for battle is not only a guard of White Lion Legion, but also a man in a rags and even a child.

Longhorn Devil suddenly realized something was wrong.

Sherlock stood in the crowd and raised the sword in his hand in contempt:

"I know you are listening to -- firing at me, Victory!"

...

"Fire at me, Victory!"

The sound coming out of Magic Crystal looks a bit distorted, but it still makes no secret of its firmness. The ordered Wizard was silent for a moment before turning back to look at the Lord Count behind him.

Wearing a long coat with a pale face and tired Count of Yanilas with eyes closed. He rubbed his forehead, as if he replied with great determination:

"The demon's Commander is there, fire on him."

"But adults."

"I take all responsibility." Count replied lightly.

If anyone dares to give up the life of one's own, what will he dare not give up the reputation of one's own?

The ground is shuddering, and the dazzling golden light already is connected within Brunoan citadel. Like a sea of ​​fire. Owen watched this scene, watched the low level demon who lost command fled in the fire, watched one's own colleagues turn to ashes in the explosion, and tears were already out of sight.

He straightened the body of Marquis of Balta, and then raised the Aouine's flag of already that was broken.

That movement seems sacred.

...

Two flags reappear on the battlefield.

That's a ray of hope in exchange for the blood of countless people. Like shining belief, everyone can't help feeling the blood in their hearts. Even on Victory. Even Aouine's Navy NCOs couldn't help but close his eyes.

Deacon Wood watched this scene silently.

Yula can't see it, but the cheering already from mountains call, seas roar came into her ears. She was not Aouinian, but a smile still appeared on her face.

‘Come on, Aouine. ’

But on the front battlefield of the village of Medao, the attacking Cagliss suddenly stopped.

What happened?

He and all youngster from Trentheim felt a strange moment, not only them, but the entire White Lion Legion soldiers felt this throbbing from spirit / mind.

Unstoppable before them Minotaur . White Lion Legion Are falling back and forth, Medusa With cave Lizardmen Under the double strike of the shooter. They actually already Lost most of the previous results.

Everything seems to be gone.

But a flag came into their eyes, and that flag seemed to be made not of cloth but of gold. The flag was raised in the heavy rain. The white lion above came alive.

That's Freya.

Female Knight is holding this flag in one hand, holding Holy Sword with lion heart, one person passes everyone, facing those terrible monsters from Gorgon Ravine.

At that moment Scarlett was beside her, and White Lion Legion was behind her.

His left hand is mountain people, and his right hand is a white male lion.

He can't stop as he moves forward.

At that moment history seems to be rewritten.

Scenes from seven centuries ago, reproduced here after seven centuries.

It's just that their enemies have changed from Kirrlutzian to demons. The subtle coincidence of history seemed to shake the air slightly. Everyone felt this throbbing from fate.

Freya raised his sword.

"White Lion Legion, listen to me and attack forward."

"Even if we die, we will die on the road of attack."

"Maybe one day, White Lion will be reborn from the ashes. It will not go out forever."

Female Knight's voice clearly penetrated the rain curtain, her promise seemed to be an oath, just like First King Eicht's code before Lion Heart Sword. At that moment, a miracle happened, and NCO students of Royal Knight Academy was surprised to see that battle armour of White Lion Legion lightened slightly.

Then a faint layer of golden light seemed to fall from the sky. Then surround each White Lion Legion soldier, and finally form a golden mark.

If Brando is here, it will probably be recognized, this is the last layer of imprint on White Lion Battle Armour.

It is also the source of the legendary ability of White Lion Legion that he and the Bolu master could not study. --

The mark of a lion, giving it a heroic effect. The army wearing it will no longer be afraid, and will always have high morale, and will not be in a panic in any situation.

The lion's soul seems to be resurrected.

Caglisse raises head, he suddenly felt that the gaze on the sky all the time seemed to disappear. It was as if the ancient king had gone, but Aouine already had a new successor.

All remaining White Lion Legion soldiers roared and launched an attack on enemies several times their size. Fear and sorrow at this moment is not an obstacle in their hearts, but the motivation to overcome all these advances.

Although maybe they will eventually die, the legends of Aouine and White Lion will continue.

It will never wear out.

Unfortunately, the Minotaur from Gorgon Ravine will not think, otherwise they will be trembling for facing such an army that already has abandoned everything. But in the face of these indomitable humans, the only thing they can do is raise a huge axe.

They may be a little bit unclear and clearly fail, why can these humans still accept it so frankly. For creature from Dark Underground, survival is the only glory.

Behind Minotaur, Medusa also raised their bows.

The two armies strangled together.

Courage, honor, or just the desire for survival are mixed up at this moment, and they are no longer separated from each other. Mankind briefly achieved the stalemate with Minotaur at great sacrifice, but at the cost of this was a heart-breaking loss.

Freya rushes to the front, her sword is as firm as she can break through many obstacles --

Scarlett looked at the back of Female Knight with some admiration, but she felt that the throb was not this indomitable courage, but the unyielding faith. For the first time, she knew that someone could be so determined that they could fight alone without relying on others.

That is the temperament that made her heartbroken. She used to think that only Lord Thane had such Aura.

But even a girl can do it.

The back of Freya was like a deep memory at that moment, it was just a moment, but already was deeply imprinted in her heart.

Suddenly she willingly held the sword for her, opening a way for her beside her.

...

"Can you win?"

"I'm afraid not."

Wood talks briefly with crafty fox Makarov, Oberbeck. The Great Deacon of the Kirrlutzian stood tall, and the attendant immediately put on robe for him.

"Master Deacon?"

"Aouinian is fighting for their destiny. Frankly speaking, I have to bet on my destiny and belief." Wood sighed and replied: "Just watching here, Shame me and shame Flame King. "

"Master, the demon should have a hole in his hand, if you are make a move now ..."

"Now is not the time to consider this."

Wood replied lightly.

The cabin door was suddenly opened at this time. Everyone couldn't help frowning. The person below could it be that already panicked so much that he forgot the basic etiquette?

They looked back, but saw the weird face of Count of Violet Barry.

"They are coming!"

"Who?"

Scarlett_spear thrust inverted Minotaur, then suddenly turned around. She pulled the Freya in front and frowned slightly.

"Scarlett?"

"There is something."

The ground was trembling slightly, and soon, everyone felt such a slight change. The White Lion Legion soldiers behind turned back first.

a period of time is a long way from Dawn.

But a line of silver light appears on the horizon to the south.

That's not dawn.

It's silver armor that is rolling up and down. Countless cavalry are galloping on the hills. They are holding up the banner, whistling like the ocean, and singing Hymn from the War of the Holy Saints era.

"Is a cavalry!?"

"Where is this cavalry!"

"Is there such an army in the South?"

Freya frowned slightly, and she saw a banner leading the army forward, singing songs that she had never heard, as if from an army of myths.

‘The horn sounds again, may the tribes have not forgotten Holy Covenant’

‘Dark wings cover the sky, but the silver morning light still rises’

‘Ancient vow reverberates in the earth, the armor is as new, and the sword is still ringing’

‘Saint is coming, the war is reignited’

On top of that battle flag, a pure sacred lily, emblem, shone almost dazzlingly.

Silver Elf.

They are back on this land again.

...

(ps: The third volume is over, and ... it suddenly feels so long.)

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