Two years ago, just an hour before Ella's coup, Anna blocked Amy outside the kitchen door.
"Today is my sister's birthday, and here, this is her favorite roasted quail." Anna put a plate on the dining cart pushed by Amy, "...it was originally going to be given to my father, but I took it over. "
Amy looked at the little princess with a smile: "The relationship between you sisters is better than rumored."
"Who has a good relationship with that idiot! If it weren't for today..."
Princess Anna hesitated to speak. She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly with her hands, struggled for a while, then raised her head again, and said to Amy seriously: "Amy, listen, even if my sister is gone, you can still come to work by my side. If you arrive When you make a choice, you must think it over carefully and don’t do anything stupid!”
"That's really reassuring. Thank you, Your Highness, Princess."
Amy smiled and saluted Anna, then pushed up the dining cart and prepared to walk to Ella's room.
Anna dodged and stood in front of the dining car.
"...Your Highness, is there anything else you can do?"
Ana bit her lip tightly and lowered her head in silence.
"If nothing happens, I will leave. His Majesty is still waiting for me hungry..."
"Amy, do you want any birthday present?" Anna suddenly asked.
Amy was slightly surprised: "A gift?"
"Amy, you are my master, so I want to give you a gift. I just don't know what master likes."
"I'm just a little maid, what else can I like?" Amy smiled, "If Her Royal Highness wants to give it, just give me a beautiful dress."
"Then it's agreed, I'll give Master a beautiful dress." Anna raised her head and forced a smile on her face, "Before that day, you must be safe and sound?"
…
The howling wolf stung Anna's eardrums. Just now, Amy rode Fenrir and passed by the window where she was. She saw Amy wearing a rough military uniform, with a ferocious face, and her face, body, and back were splattered with the blood of soldiers.
Anna almost couldn't believe her eyes. She didn't understand what the master who taught her how to become attractive, the master who secretly watched "The Energetic Armenian Maid" in her room, and the master who wished to receive a beautiful dress for her birthday, had gone through. What makes you fight on the battlefield like this?
No soldier can stop Amy. She fought her way through the crowd, closing in on the besieged Rurik and Hezekiah.
Anna recovered from her trance - only Rurik could never let him run away.
She gritted her teeth and shot the arrow at Amy. Amy's scream came from the distance - the arrow deviated from the vital part and penetrated into her left shoulder.
"Go back, Master." Anna said to herself, "You should know that Aphrodite's protection is useless to me."
Amy pulled out the arrow from her shoulder with trembling hands. She had no experience of being hit by an arrow. When she pulled it out, the barb on the arrow pulled out more flesh and blood. The pain was so painful that she almost fell off Fenrir's back.
What frightened her more than the pain was the magic attached to the arrow—it was the protection of Artemis. She was familiar with this protection, just as Anna was familiar with Aphrodite's protection.
The protection of Artemis can only be possessed by women. The one who shot the arrow at her was a woman. And the protection of Aphrodite that she was so proud of was almost ineffective on the same sex.
——In other words, her life and death were completely in the hands of the archer.
Just run away like this?
Looking at the soldiers struggling under the siege, she smiled bitterly and raised her head to the sky.
"In the end... I still have to hold the sword tightly in my hand."
She got some blood from the wound and dripped it into her mouth. The smell of blood spread in her mouth, followed by blazing fire...and the desire for killing and revenge.
Fiery magic surged on the battlefield and formed an invisible mountain, oppressing all lives on the battlefield.
"What's going on? The type of protection has changed?" Anna was shocked, "And...it's also an elf level?"
A scorching stream of flames washed away everything that stood between Amy and Rurik. The flesh turned into charcoal and the armor turned into molten iron. Fear made Anna no longer able to hold her hand. She used up all her magic power and headed towards At the monster that suddenly appeared on the battlefield, she shot the most powerful arrow in her life!
But as soon as the arrow flew halfway, it was burned by the sparks surrounding Amy.
"Oops..." Beads of sweat broke out on Anna's forehead. The arrow that shot Rurik before consumed too much of her magic power, and she was now unable to deal with the second elf-level opponent.
And Amy was stuck in place as if she had lost her mind. The arrow caused her to react slightly. She moved her lips slightly and uttered a sentence with unknown meaning:
"κα?σ?τ?κνον?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her body disappeared without a trace in the fire. Anna only saw the raging fire rushing towards her house like a tsunami. The entire house was ignited in an instant, and Amy reappeared in the blazing fire.
"This time, I won't fall."
Her face became pale and ugly, like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.
"I have discovered, I have noticed, and I am convinced that the arrow just shot was Scipio's power. You are a descendant of Scipio, right?"
She approached Anna step by step, with a ferocious face.
"What does this tone mean...you don't know me? Are you not Amy?" Anna put her body in the corner of the room and shouted in horror, "Who are you? Who are you?"
"...Death, Scipio."
Amy raised her hand slightly, and the flaming current that washed away everything began to roll again——
"Pfft!"
A basin of cold water rushed towards Amy from not far away. The water turned into vapor before it came into contact with Amy's body. But the basin of water made Amy suddenly raise her head as if awakening from a dream.
"What are you doing sitting there!" Dust, who was holding a basin, shouted at Anna, "Run!"
Anna suddenly came to her senses and jumped from the window!
Amy slowly turned her head and looked at Dust. Daxter was so frightened that he threw the basin in his hand to the ground with a clang.
"I...I just thought you might need to cool off."
Daxter stumbled back a few steps, then turned and ran.
The fire slowly dissipated from Amy's body.
"What did I just say... 'Die, Scipio'?"
Amy felt her head hurt. She dragged her heavy body out of the house step by step.
Several cavalrymen ran towards her.
"Sir, the Great Khan has just led Rurik out of the city! He asked us to pick you up when you leave the city!"
"Leaving the city? Yes... leaving the city, we can't continue the fight,"
Amy was helped onto Fenrir's back, and then left Azov City in a state of disbelief.
"Who is that voice?"
