MTL - The Amber Sword-Chapter 6 Freya

Act 6 Freya ()

Sophie felt she had a long dream. In a quiet and dark environment, everything in the dream seemed strange. However, there is only a black moon, and a quiet towering tower in the middle of a dark lake has been running through this dream.

What does the moon symbolize, and what does the tower symbolize? Or is it just a nightmare?

Sophie didn't know, just like he didn't know when he would wake up, this situation continued until he heard a conversation in a confused way—

"Freya."

"Briden, are you connected?"

This is a girl's voice, bright and clear-spoken-

"No, there are a bunch of monsters guarding the avenue. We can't find Uncle Madden where they went, and this guy ..."

The second voice was still a child, and the source of the voice turned to him. Sophie jumped a little in her heart, and seemed to feel a look on her. This gaze seemed to be a link to the world, making his body heavier, and the next moment the young man reacted-it was gravity.

Sophie has now finally confirmed that he can feel his body, although he still doesn't listen to the whole body.

He couldn't help but have some disturbances. Is he dead?

"He is wounded, take care of him," the girl's voice answered.

Wounded?

Are you talking about him?

Yes, he was seriously injured. His thoughts became clear, everything that happened before appeared to his mind like an early movie, starting from the moment he was reborn through the body of a young man named Brando-Sophie never thought about it One day I was able to spare my life to do one thing, it didn't look like a decision for a otaku.

But he was successful after all, Martha was on--

"Freya, he's awake," said the child suddenly.

"what?"

"I saw his eyelids move."

"Impossible, he was badly injured, Markmy said ... hey!"

Serious injury?

Indeed, Brando was already seriously injured, and he later had three swords when he turned on the deadly ability. He remembered clearly that every note on the lower abdomen and right chest was a genuine piercing injury.

Sophie was alive in her heart, and her voice moved, and the voices around her became clear. Panic-stricken, the crackling sound of burning, metal collision and footsteps converged to hide the previous conversation. The surrounding temperature also gradually increased. At first he felt a warm lick of his face, but after a while, the temperature gradually became hot.

heat.

He blinked, struggling to open his eyelids-the first thing that caught the eye was a surprised face of the girl.

The young girl who should be called Freya, Sophie's first impression of her completely matched his imagination of the owner of that bright, clear voice: light brown hair, bright big eyes, long hair. Formed into a long pony tail, set off a face full of British spirit. She buried her head and was looking at him, while Sophie was also looking at her. She was wearing a close-fitting gray and white leather armor with a thick cotton shirt on her left shoulder with an armband-a beautiful black pine leaf painted with earthy paint.

Butch militia.

He also noticed the sabre in the girl's hand, the medieval Western European sword, and a flame emblem on the iron plate of the sword guard.

Mark of the Fire Temple.

He moved his gaze and saw **** bandages on the other side of his shoulder and left chest.

Ever experienced a battle?

Every detail can't escape Sophie's eyes--

...

When he awoke, he quieted all around.

"What is this place?"

"What about Romain ... keke!" As soon as Sophie opened her mouth, she felt like she had fallen into a soldering iron, burning and dry. The slight pain in his chest gradually spread to his whole body, and he could not help coughing lightly.

But the forest was so lonely, and the only thing that responded to him was the wind coming from the Yusong Mountains. However, the sound of the wind through the thick needles of the Golan black pine has become subtle and soft, rustling, like a stream flowing in the ear.

No one answered.

"He is awake."

"I can't believe this kind of injury can survive."

"It's coming back ..."

However, the surrounding whispers came to his ears. Sophie was a little puzzled. What is the situation, these people should be Butch's militia? Was he rescued by the other party?

What about Miss Merchant?

Was the plan successful, did Captain Madden understand what he meant?

He couldn't help turning his head. The first thing that caught his eye was a bright bonfire. The fire was jumping in his field of vision. Mars rose up along the black pine and disappeared into the long night sky.

"Are you awake?" The girl finally reacted and quickly stopped him: "Wait, don't move, this is Butch, do you remember?"

"Butch ... Butch." Sophie repeated the place name.

"Can you tell me what happened?" He exhaled, saying that he was dead enough to die, whether in terms of games or real experience.

The only possibility is unless Miss Roman finds a potion of life.

"Little Phoenix and Mark Mi found you in the forest not far away." Freya looked at him curiously. Although this young man named Brando had been in their village for almost a year, in fact the other party and the village Not too many other young people here.

He always stayed alone in his gloomy room, only occasionally with Roman to go to nearby towns.

The idiots in the neighborhood knew that this young man was interested in the girl dreaming of a merchant, except of course the latter himself.

Freya couldn't help looking at the other person when she thought about it, always with a hint of suspicion.

"You?" Sophie asked back.

"You and Roman, I really doubt how you escaped." The girl could not help but sigh.

"What's up with her?"

"She's fine, you can rest assured that it is 10,000 times better than you. You still care more about your situation," Freya stroked her forehead and asked softly, "but she always clamored to go to the village, you Any idea what's going on? "

Sophie froze.

In other words, he hasn't used the life potion yet, what about his injury? It was like an instinctive reaction. He subconsciously opened his attribute interface, and the faint green data flowed on his retina. In the character status column, he was stunned to see such a small line:

Life (dying, weak): 10% (bandage, restore 1 life per day)

impossible! Sophie's first reaction was that she was dreaming. No one knows her state better than himself. He is fatally injured everywhere, and there is a major bleeding. No matter from which state, she should be dead.

How could there be 10% more life?

Sophie shook her head, trying to make her thinking clearer, but saw the girl nervous on the side: "Don't move, you're badly hurt ..."

"Relax." He waved his hands subconsciously.

Sophie's own things are clear to her. Although there are some doubts, his condition is neither blood loss nor other abnormalities. Although he is still in a weak and dying state-but he understands that this is not an urgent matter, he can only Rely on slowly recuperating.

Because the injury is stable, at least there is no danger to life.

And this is where he was most puzzled. How did the injury stabilize itself? Unyielding talent can not have this ability!

"You--!" Freya couldn't help but stare, she hadn't seen anything so terrible.

At first everyone thought that this guy was dead. I didn't expect that he could wake up. That's why he should thank Master Martha for his love.

The problem is that this abominable guy is still indifferent, and his life should be cherished.

"You lie back to me!" The girl could not help but take a deep breath and ordered her teeth gritted.

Sophie froze and couldn't help but glance at each other. What's wrong with this woman?

"You and you have also received militias training? My name is Freya, and I am the captain of the third unit of the Butcher Militia. Now I ask you to temporarily obey my orders." Freya blushed, realizing her disability :"no problem?"

"Are you Freya?" Sophie asked in a subconscious voice. "Freya Alicia was born in the year of Shuohua, and her father was the great knight Everton?"

"Well, why?" The girl was stunned by a series of questions: "No, no, my father is just a carpenter in the town ..."

There was a sudden laughter all around.

"Freya, how good is this boy's picking up skills."

"Be careful, Big Sister."

"Let ’s say a few words no one treats you dumb, Markmy, Ike!" Freya turned back indignantly, glaring at a few young people over there.

And Sophie also took this opportunity to look at these people side by side-this militia unit has seven or eight people, which is consistent with Eruin's establishment, but the captain turned out to be a woman, and there was a hairy kid ...

He looked at the high-and-low ‘women’ and children ’s side with a moment of emotion, which seemed to be a special case, but in fact, he reflected from the side that Eruin had weakened after years of war.

ZTE, which looks bright on the surface, will drain the last vitality of this country.

Sophie couldn't help but sigh.

He witnessed this history from beginning to end, but did not expect to experience it again in this life. But he might be able to change something. He looked at the girl next to him with a certain imagination—

That's right, Freya Alicia. The last general of Eruin, later known as the Valkyrie of the Kingdom. She was the daughter of Everton's Scepter of Fire. She was lost in the countryside in the early years, and later gained the appreciation of Princess Regent before becoming one of the top stars in this country.

Unexpectedly, she also experienced this war--

Unfortunately, this is not the time to let the other party take the initiative. Sophie understands that she must take responsibility for her own safety, and of course for the lives of these young people.

"What are you looking at?" Freya turned back, staring at the sight of the young man.

That look was not admiration, nor admiration, as if treating her as a very strange animal, right, she was visiting.

But there are no visitors, not animals.

"You haven't seen the dead yet?" Sufi asked suddenly.

"what?"

"I mean, are you afraid to see people die?"

"No, I just ..." The girl froze for a moment, speechless.

"Then my injury has nothing to do with you, can I sit up?" Sophie asked seriously.

"No, no."

"why?"

Freya was speechless, and she was indeed afraid. She was afraid to see someone die in front of herself, no matter anyone-compared to the future Valkyrie, who was surrounded by countless haloes, now Freya is just a simple country girl.

I have not experienced the cruelty of war, and I simply look forward to the good side of the world.

Sophie smiled slightly. He hasn't seen the dead, but if he counts his experience in the "Amber Sword", he would be more than twice Freya now.

He had at least experienced the pain of loss.

The thoughts of people and events in the past are tossed in memory, making people torment and embarrassment. It is this feeling that makes people mature and cherish.

But it also planted hatred.

"So it's just a little girl. Is there anything else I can do to you, Miss Freya?"

"you you--"

Sophie knew that entanglement on this topic was not good for him. He glanced again at the bandage on his chest, and immediately changed the topic and said, "Is the bandage on you?"

"It was hit by the older sister. We are the only one here who will give first aid." The furry next to him rushed to answer. He looked at the young man with curiosity, and it looked as if the other party was really experienced.

The Braggs' militia is different from these little places.

"Just barely stop bleeding, you don't want to move around, I don't want to fight you again." Freya reminded immediately.

In addition to hemostasis, the recovery effect of the bandage can only have one effect, which Sophie certainly knows.

However, he replied politely this time: "Thank you, although the craftsmanship has been a little--"

"..."

Martha was up, Freya took a deep breath. At this moment she had the urge to choke this grinning guy to death, what did he want to do!