Gwen held the silver sword and walked quickly, leaving shallow marks on the snow.
Looking at the northern fortress in front of her that was no different from the one in her memory, she felt no more disturbance in her heart.
When the knights saw Gwen, whom they had not seen for a long time, they stood solemnly in two rows and bowed deeply.
"Miss Gwen, welcome back."
The knights all respect Gwen, not just because she is the youngest daughter of the Delin family.
It was also because of the inspiring experience of a strong woman growing up to become a knight commander that they respected her immensely.
But Miss Gwen, who usually responded politely to them, completely ignored them at this moment.
With only an extremely cold temperament, it gently floated past them.
This puzzled countless knights.
What happened to Miss Gwen?
Are you angry?
no one knows.
The surrounding steel-cold buildings stood in the castle, shining with silver light.
The familiar wooden house has long since disappeared, leaving only a pile of ruins and black traces, buried by white fine snow.
Along the way, Gwen passed through those familiar steel buildings and entered a remote stone castle.
The blue castle exudes a cold atmosphere, and the coldness and silence coming from it always made Gwen feel a little repelled when she was a child.
But now, she walked towards the door coldly.
The family knights in front of the castle recognized Gwen.
They bowed to Gwen from a distance and opened the huge creaking wooden door.
Gwen returned here after a long absence, and the place looked even more deserted than in her memories.
Kefla is not here.
These days, she has been running around just to deal with the family's wanted order for Victor.
But after all, she is not a knight and lacks prestige.
What Kefla said could not convince those knights.
Gwen walked into a room and looked at the corner of the room.
Her father, Angus, still looked dull.
Sitting on his knees in the room, his eyes were dim and dull, looking at the sky dreamily.
He had been like this for many days.
Neither eat nor drink.
If it weren't for Angus's extremely strong physical fitness supporting him.
Now, he was starving to death on the floor.
Jia Xiu was also paralyzed on the bed, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain.
He opened his eyes blankly and stared at the ceiling.
The burns all over his body were irreversible for a while.
Victor's magic flame seems to have a very special effect.
With magic, it was impossible to restore his injuries.
It's like resisting the healing magic from the source.
You can only rely on your own body's recovery to repair slowly.
Jia Xiu lay paralyzed in the room and heard someone coming in.
"who is it?"
He raised his head with difficulty and saw a silver-haired woman wearing silver armor approaching slowly.
The other party was looking at him coldly.
Jia Xiu's body was covered with white bandages, only a pair of eyes and a mouth were exposed, and he lay weakly on the bed.
The servant was feeding him. When Jia Xiu saw Gwen come in, he raised his voice, which sounded like a withered and broken voice:
"Go down first."
After being burned by the flames, even being able to speak was a blessing for him.
The servant quickly collected everything and left the house.
Only Gwen and Jia Xiu were left in the whole room.
Gwen looked at Jia Xiu coldly and said in a cold voice:
"People in the North..."
"I asked my father to do it, what's wrong?"
Jia Xiu also looked at Gwen calmly, speaking in a calm voice with a broken voice.
Gwen didn't feel any emotion from his tone.
There was no anxiety or anger, just plain excessive.
It's like telling a commonplace thing.
A cold light flashed, and the long sword at Gwen's waist was placed across Jia Xiu's neck.
"I can kill you anytime."
There was no emotion in her eyes.
When the Kevlar dagger was placed near Jia Xiu's neck, Jia Xiu knew that it was absolutely impossible for Kevlar to kill him.
Because she can't do it.
Kefla values the affection and family relationships of the Delin family very much.
But Gwen was different.
Even if the person in front of him is his half-brother.
But in order to uphold the justice in her heart, Gwen is willing to kill.
She knew how cruel the person in front of her was.
If one word were used to describe Jia Xiu, then he would be the "evil beast" who would do anything to achieve his goal.
Humanity has been lost.
Jia Xiu looked at her without any fear.
"Gwen, I envy you."
"You are free and can even fight for your own dreams and ideas."
"So, we are different."
Once you stand in the corresponding position, there are some things that you can't help yourself.
Jia Xiu's eyes were still smiling and he said slowly.
"My worth has been set from the moment I was born."
"Inherit the family and defend the north."
"But you never thought that the north is so large and our encirclement cannot take care of everyone..."
"So, you ignored their pleas for help and allowed the barbarians to plunder in the north, causing the death of your compatriots."
The cold sword was pressed against Jia Xiu's neck, Gwen's face was reflected on the sword blade, and the cold light shone slightly.
Being in the North, the more she saw, the angrier Gwen became, and the more she felt the infinite sin of her brother and father's indifference.
Piles and piles of sweet words can't wash away the countless human lives they are carrying.
"ha……"
Jia Xiu squinted his eyes and collapsed on the bed.
"Then, let's do it."
He seemed not to be surprised that Gwen would kill him.
It was as if he had already prepared himself to be killed.
But after a long delay, the sword in Gwen's hand still did not fall.
That's not because of family affection.
It's not because Gwen wants to trust Jia Xiu again.
She just shook the sword indifferently and put the sword back into its sheath.
The cold words sounded, but penetrated like ice.
"You will receive the punishment you deserve, Jia Xiu."
"But, it's not my place to judge you."
What Gwen said made Jia Xiu stunned.
"……Why?"
Jia Xiu stared at Gwen blankly, with only one pair of eyes shining with doubt.
A righteous being cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes, and he did the same thing before his father became what he is now.
Once evil grows, justice will ruthlessly destroy it.
If that justice existed in Gwen's heart, she would definitely drop the sword in her hand.
Therefore, Jia Xiu was already prepared to die.
But the Gwen in front of him was completely different from what he and his father had imagined.
She shouldn't have such emotions and thoughts.
Gwen, something seems to have changed.
However, this change was not what he hoped for.
At this time, Gwen gave him a feeling,
Now she is more like a...person?
Gwen's eyes were completely cold. She glanced at Jia Xiu indifferently and walked out of the room.
He didn't care at all about the dazed look of his brother behind him.
She walked out and stood in the doorway.
The slightly warm sunlight shone on her cold iron armor, reflecting a gleam of light.
Gwen took a deep breath, as if relieved.
Feeling the extremely clear coldness, she just waited quietly.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, a voice sounded loudly outside the castle.
"Victor is right outside the city gate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless knights gathered and lined up.
The sound of the collision of armor and the noise caused by friction with metal was heard outside.
Gwen also took action.
She grabbed the sword in her hand and walked slowly out of the city gate.
…
at this time,
Victor stepped on the giant white bird, suspended in the sky.
The surrounding strong storm was blowing continuously, blowing the snow into waves several meters high.
The knights lined up in front of the castle, like a solid silver wall.
Victor looked at them condescendingly, his face cold.
Countless knights looked up at Victor with extremely solemn expressions, as if facing a formidable enemy.
They had weapons in their hands and shock spread through the crowd.
"What's going on? Why is Victor in the sky?"
"What is that giant bird?"
On top of the silver city wall, a knight pointed at Victor and shouted tremblingly:
"Victor, you, how dare you come back!"
Victor's extremely terrifying strength has already spread throughout Northern Xinjiang.
But among this group of stubborn northern knights, there are always some who are not afraid of death.
They always believed that Victor was guilty of a heinous crime.
In the territory of Northern Xinjiang, no one knows what the existence of the Delin family means.
They are the rulers of the Lonely Land.
Beat the Delin family?
Wouldn't that be equivalent to slapping the entire Northern Knights in the face?
But Victor is now in the sky, and even if the knights want to catch him, they are basically unable to do anything.
But soon, a silver figure surrounded the knights and slowly came out from the gate of the castle.
Victor squinted his eyes and saw the person clearly.
It's Gwen.
She seemed to have a frosty face as she raised her head and looked at Victor with an indifferent expression.
When the knights saw Gwen's appearance, they felt like they had a backbone.
A slight smile suddenly appeared on his face, as if he saw hope, and even his waist straightened up a lot.
"It's Miss Gwen!"
"With Miss Gwen here, we will definitely be able to take down Victor!"
The knights became excited, and their eyes even flashed.
Finally, Gwen slowly pulled out the silver sword.
The knights also took out the sword blades from their waists.
When everyone thought Gwen was going to subdue Victor.
Gwen turned around.
Facing a group of northern knights.
In the wind and snow, her silver hair spread in the air, blocking Victor.
Holding the sword in one hand, Gwen looked expressionless, even with a bit of cold indifference on her face.
"In the name of Gwen Dolin, I cancel the wanted warrant for Victor Cravener."
"Objectors, step forward."
In the confused eyes of countless knights, Gwen stood the silver sword in front of her and stabbed it fiercely into the snow-covered ground.
Facing thousands of knights, she remained motionless.
Like a holy goddess of perseverance in the cold wind.
The strong wind swept the ice and snow violently, hiding it in everyone's eyes.
The flash of silvery color made them feel extremely dazed.
At this moment, standing in front of them was the female knight who truly represented justice.
Willing to speak out for the weak and unfair.
If there is any injustice in the world, it should be dealt with with the sword.
