Fiona pretended that nothing happened or saw anything, and sat on the soft chair opposite her best friend with a calm face.
In fact, she was shocked. What happened to Sonia? Seasick? Impossible, how can an extraordinary person still get seasick? Could it be...
Griffith, you have such thick eyebrows and big eyes, you didn’t expect to be a bad guy... Impossible, impossible, this is amazing. Maybe I misunderstood something...
After spitting out the paper, Sonia had calmed down and gained peace from the depths of her soul.
If I had known earlier, I would have torn it into pieces and thrown it into the river~ Why should I eat it...
Fortunately, the fractional part has been integrated into the beautiful Vero River. Sonia pretended that nothing happened, folded the remaining part of the paper and stuffed it into the small bag.
Now that this matter is settled, the next step is the issue of reporting.
The report could be submitted after returning to Homemonworth, but without Griffith coming along he wouldn't be able to compile the materials needed for the report!
Fiona, who was sitting opposite, had been carefully observing her good friend's expression for a while. She smiled and reached out to touch her spread blond hair: "What are you thinking about?"
Sonia thought for a while and suddenly raised her head, "Should I write to Griffith and explain the situation?"
"Pfft!" Fiona just picked up the black tea at hand, took a small sip and almost spit it out, "Isn't it a bit too direct?"
direct? Why is there a problem directly? Sonia tilted her head in confusion and adjusted her thoughts: "I thought about it seriously. If I don't explain it clearly to him, it will be too late."
"Ahem~" Fiona choked and hurriedly put down the tea cup, looking at her good friend with wide eyes, as if she no longer knew her. A thought rolled in Fiona's mind - Sonia, are you developing so fast? You and Griffith have only known each other for a few months! It's not like me and Rana.
"But there are so many things I want to say, and I don't know where to start." Sonia turned her head and looked into the distance outside the ship's side. The breeze blew the light blond hair draped over her shoulders, and the quiet river reflected the mountain scenery of early spring, flowing in her blue eyes, as if Feng Yue's sorrow and longing were melting away.
No, not really, is it true? Even if I misunderstood something just now, this look is extraordinary! Did you really have something going on with Griffith? Fiona was shocked. The spring water in her close friend's eyes filled her with a sense of responsibility, and she cautiously asked, "So urgent?"
"Well, it's very urgent. We can't delay it any longer." Sonia, who had just failed the exam, didn't dare to be careless.
"I really didn't expect it," Fiona rubbed her forehead, "Is there anyone competing with you? Galadia?"
Elves are different from us. She will return to her own country in the future, and the results of Homemonworth may not be important. Sonia sighed softly and said casually: "Her conditions are too good, and her starting point is different from mine."
Fiona began to worry about her best friend, very, very worried. Indeed, the elf has so many talents. She is beautiful, elegant, extremely talented and noble, and can sing well. Coupled with her experience of adventure in the East with Griffith, Sonia is in a serious situation.
Griffith, you sinful villain! what to do! what to do? Fiona realizes the difficulty and seriousness of the struggle situation. She opened her mouth, but there was something stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak. She hurriedly took another sip of black tea.
Sonia smoothed her long hair and suddenly made up her mind. She looked at her good friend seriously and asked, "Can you lend me Lana for a while?"
Use Lana, use it! What expansion is this? Fiona almost fainted: "Are you serious?"
"Well," the daughter of the Larmore family nodded very seriously, "He is also quite powerful. It won't take me a long time to return it to you."
What nonsense! I have never dreamed of such a thing...I only think about it occasionally! Fiona's face immediately turned red, she stared at her best friend in stunned silence, and whispered coyly: "This is not good, he will be very tired."
"That's right, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made such a request." Although Sonia didn't quite understand why Fiona was so resistant, since her good friend felt it was not good, she shouldn't continue this topic.
Just then, there was a shout from the sailors of the sloop. There was a group of people on the starboard shore flying a signal flag to them.
The sailors ran out of the cabin and raised signal flags toward the shore in response. The ship immediately turned around and headed towards a dock not far ahead.
Sonia didn't pay much attention to this matter and continued to look down at her book. It was almost noon now, and most of the nearby families had brought fresh food to them.
"Fiona, come and sit in the cabin for a while," Lana, who was fully armed, came over and saluted Sonia who was sitting opposite, "Ms. Larmore, please come with me."
"You, you, what are you going to do?" Fiona suddenly jumped up, blushing and shaking her head desperately, "Three people, this kind of thing is not allowed, right?"
Lana glanced at Fiona in confusion, not knowing what she was thinking, but he had encountered this situation many times: "This is not the core territory of the kingdom. According to the regulations, the staff must assume that they will meet during the trip. To fully protect the safety of the commander in case of attack. Please enter the cabin to guard against danger."
Sonia nodded, packed up her books and stood up. This trip, like the Whispering Forest hike in winter, is a simulation under specific conditions.
Since suffering a big loss last winter, no matter how lax Xu Toral is, he has taken the system and safety very seriously, and almost everyone has turned into a big or small Griffith.
Neither the school nor the parents stopped this behavior, which shows that there should be some reason for their persistence.
The three of them left the deck and came to the inner cabin. There was a spacious lounge there, and Iseus, Berthier, and Dedeus were playing six-player autochess with their Scitoral. Most of the other people and professors were playing chess and reading in their cabins.
"He's delivering lunch, right? This journey is really boring." Isius noticed the movement of the sailboat and opened a porthole to look outside. "Mulat, as planned, we will disembark from the ship tomorrow for inspection, right?"
"Yes, Viscount," Murat looked at the schedule, "In addition, this location and time should be lunch and local information sent from the nearby Richter Manor. According to the original plan, they should contact us at the next ferry. The time has also been advanced by half an hour.”
"I have been sitting on the boat for a whole day and there is no signal at all." Viscount Isius shook the echo crystal in his hand to everyone. "My crystal signal has been very noisy since yesterday, and today I can't hear anything at all. You guys How about it?"
"I don't know~ My dad won't let me establish contact with unidentified psychic nodes." Fiona sat down on the sofa nearby. "Don't you just want to listen to the messages from those suspicious echo terminals? You You don’t even know whether the owner of that voice is a human being, why you are still so interested, aren’t you afraid that followers of black magic or even demons from the abyss are tempting you?”
"Demon of the abyss? Charm? If it's a succubus, I can do it!" Isius lay down on the sofa. "Sitting on a boat is really boring. It would be great if there are followers of black magic who come to have fun for me."
Berthier, who was very bookish, also tested the crystal. The signal was indeed very poor, and the time chimes of the Echo Hub and Astrology Tower in Old Town could not be heard. He thought solemnly for a while and said hesitantly: "Is there something going wrong? Is there someone interfering with us or the spiritual energy in this area?"
"New magic items all have this problem, and they will mature in two years," Dedeus said nonchalantly, then looked at Kulala's chessboard, "Hey, your water element is too far forward, and the assassin is in the back. ."
"You don't understand, just watch, I will kill you in the next round!" Kurala said while quickly adjusting the position of the chess piece.
Berthier still felt something was wrong. The goblin attack last year scared him badly, and his subordinate Shutoral Nona was also injured in the subsequent battle.
Although he had no evidence, he always had a vague premonition: "There are no rebels around here, right?"
"There is a small-scale rebel army, Mr. Berthier. They are led by a rebel knight named Lance. They claim to be under the command of a rebel leader in the northwest mountains who calls himself the Lightning King," Lana replied, " Viscount Tretter's army was engaging them two days' journey from us.
"A reinforcement force composed of local city defense troops and militia has joined Viscount Tretter's army. I paid attention to their battle reports, and Lance's army is about to collapse.
"The larger rebel forces are far away from us and are mainly concentrated in the mountainous areas of the southwest and northwest."
Sonia sat down, and through the porthole she could see a small pier approaching. There gathered a group of people and a carriage containing large and small packages. They were waving signal flags and guiding the sailboat to the shore.
"Bang." Murat put down the wooden board of the porthole, blocking her view.
"I'll go to the deck, Murat, and I'll leave the inspection of the cabin to you." Rana nodded to everyone when he saw that he was about to dock, picked up his weapon, turned around and walked out of the cabin.
Lana wore a black fine armor, and there was a dense layer of mail under the armor. He has large and small daggers and hatchets stuck in his waist, and he carries a heavy horse-killing sword that is almost the same length as an ordinary adult male and is used to break formations and fight against large creatures. According to the regulations, he should arrive on the bridge and monitor the situation on the dock before stopping the ship. However, it was very inconvenient to walk in the crowded cabin aisle with this large and small equipment. From time to time, classmates who were worried about what to eat for lunch ran by him, so he had to step aside to avoid it.
"Nonna, Cruara, put on your armor and get in position," Murat reminded the two female Scitoral who were still playing, "Bertier and Mr. Dedeus, please be prepared. This time we will dock. You must also participate in alert drills for supplies.”
"Ah——! We're obviously going to win!" The beautiful girl with silver-white shawl hair yelled, "Can't we pause the auto chess game?"
"Culala, put on your armor," Nona, who had already put on half of the plate armor, put the breastplate aside into the hands of her companions, and then said sternly to the aristocratic boy who still looked confused, "Mr. Berthier" , stop staring at the Beyeland Post and thinking nonsense, we all know there is nothing real in it except the date."
The cockpit is in the rear half of the second level on the cruise ship deck. It is a semi-open space where the rudder and navigation chart are located. The captain was directing the sailors to dock and lower the cables and planks. With a "boom" sound, the cruise ship docked at the pier, followed by the sound of sliding planks and cables.
Due to the delay in the lounge and passage, Rana, who had originally planned to board the bridge before docking, had just climbed up the narrow stairs at this time.
If Griffith was here, I would have to say that I moved slowly... The burly Lana shook his head helplessly, trying to look out through the gap while crawling, but he could only barely see a figure moving on the shore.
"What are you doing?!" Suddenly, the captain in the cockpit at the end of the stairs shouted. Lana's heart tightened, and just as he was about to speed up, he heard a string sound that broke through the air.
Oops!
The captain who shouted was hit by an arrow in the forehead and fell backwards on the deck. With a series of sounds, arrows rained down towards the open bridge. There was chaos in the bridge. A sailor screamed and ran into the stairs, jumping down on top of Lana who was still climbing up.
There was a series of thuds on the deck, and something was thrown up.
"Damn it! Get out of the way!" Lana was knocked directly back into the cabin on the first deck by the jumping sailor.
There was no point in going to the bridge now. He threw the sailors away, kicked open the nearby side door and rushed to the deck.
A small group of old town defense troops accompanying him were scurrying about. Continuous arrows flew across the deck, weighing them down so much that they could not lift their heads.
An arrow hit the wall next to Lana with a thud. He glanced at it and found that the workmanship was quite poor. The attackers were shooting at the cockpit with bows and arrows and blocking access to the deck.
A group of people holding torches quickly climbed onto the side of the ship under the cover of arrows. Wearing shabby coats and armed with muskets, hatchets and torches, they destroyed sails and cables as soon as they came up.
"Mura, come on deck!"
Lana roared. The narrow space of the cabin did not allow him to take off the sword on his back. He sank his body and rushed to the deck despite the arrows that came from time to time.
Two attackers who were destroying the sails immediately spotted him and rushed towards him with short guns. Rana grabbed a short gun with one hand, pulled out the short knife from his waist and stabbed it into his heart. Another man raised his short gun and took the opportunity to stab Rana in the waist.
The tip of the spear bounced off the armor. Unfazed, Rana turned around and punched the attacker to the ground. He picked up a short gun with his toes, caught it with his hand and stabbed it into the attacker's throat.
The short gun stuck to the waist is not worth mentioning. This kind of weapon cannot penetrate sophisticated heavy armor.
Rana drew his sword and swung it at the attacker who climbed up the side of the ship. A group of attackers were jumping onto the deck with daggers in their teeth and torches in hand. Before they could gain a foothold, the horse-killing sword had already swept over them, chopping them into pieces with their intestines scattered and falling into the river.
The attacker, who had just boarded the deck, pounced on Rana. But they had no armor, no armor-breaking weapons. There is no enemy against the enemy with heavy armor and sword.
Lana killed seven or eight people in the blink of an eye like he was chopping melons and vegetables. The rest screamed and jumped over the side of the ship and fled towards the shore.
"kill!"
Suddenly there was another roar from the shore. Hundreds of people in rags emerged from the bushes and woods in the distance and rushed towards the docked sailboat. They had no armor or bright weapons, but carried a variety of bows and arrows, slings, torches, and bottles of oil.
In a blink of an eye, the group crossed the dock, lit bottles of kerosene, and threw them toward the ship. Others joined the first group of shooters and washed the deck with dense arrow stones.
"Boom!" The kerosene bottle shattered on the deck, and a ball of flame immediately ignited the deck and ship's side and spread to all sides.
Rana drew his dagger and threw it, knocking down an enemy, but more attackers rushed towards him with bottles of kerosene. Although their equipment is poor and not worth mentioning in battle, it will be troublesome if the sails are set on fire!
"Bang!"
A raised bottle of kerosene suddenly exploded, and sharp arrows shot through the clay pot. The flames immediately rushed down, swallowing the attacker in an instant, turning him into a screaming and twisted torch.
Another sharp arrow penetrated an archer who was aiming at Rana in the distance and went straight through his eye socket. He fell straight backwards.
"Rana, Murat, get off the boat and fight back, don't let them get close!" Nona and Kulala rushed out of the cabin and immediately shot and killed the two enemies.
The two arrows attracted the attacker's attention. They drew their bows and arrows, or waved their slings, and a hail of bows, arrows and stones hit the deck.
Nona and Kulala didn't take cover either. Wearing their helmets and armor, they stood proudly on the deck. Facing the arrows and stones flying from the sky, they bent their bows and arrows at the people on the shore. They suppressed the enemies on the shore with rapid fire like the wind.
They did not carry strong bows, but used light riding bows as weapons to shoot rapidly, creating a continuous rain of dense arrows and the reverberation of bowstrings.
The attackers who were shot on the shore were named one after another, and their heads pierced by arrows bloomed like roses on the ground. They shouted and launched a counterattack at the two men, but the weak bows and arrows and slings could only hit the deck and sails, and they were responded to by accurate and rapid shots.
The ragged attackers were like saplings in a strong wind. They fell down one after another after being hit by arrows, and their bodies were bruised on the trestle on the shore. Someone was shot by an arrow before he could throw out the bottle of kerosene in his hand. The flames instantly swallowed him up and he jumped into the river dancing.
Rana jumped up and landed firmly on the trestle on the shore. He swiped his horse sword forward with both hands. Immediately, three or four attackers holding kerosene bottles were cut off from the waist. Their broken corpses and flames fell into the river together.
Soon, they collapsed. Suppressed by the burst of shooting from the two Beyonders, Nona and Kulala, more than thirty attackers were shot dead in less than half a minute. If it weren't for the sudden and terrifying casualties, they might have fled long ago.
However, among the disintegrating crowd, there were still people who refused to retreat. They gritted their teeth and tried to throw up torches and kerosene bottles.
Lannes and Murat, who disembarked to fight back, tore them apart with swords and halberds.
The sound of rapid horse hooves came from the shore, and a group of riders was coming from a distance. The attackers actually arranged a third wave of ambush.
Although their previous and later rounds of attacks were disconnected from each other, upon seeing the appearance of these riders, some of the originally defeated attackers in the first two rounds also turned around and fought back.
"Go and stop the cavalry, they are coming here with torches!" Nona, with black hair and brown eyes, shouted to her three companions while firing at the fleeing attackers on the shore, "Drive them away and leave a safe position for the professor. .Kulala, summon the sailors and city defense troops to put out the fire and save the sails."
…
A group of cavalry galloped towards Lana. They rode superbly, armed with sabers, spears and torches, and marched towards Scitoral. The leading rider mounted his horse and held a spear, aiming at Lana and stabbing him. There were two other riders holding sabers and outflanking them from the left and right.
A horse thief who can use a lance? Could it be that some official troops surrendered to the rebels?
The lancers were menacing and their horses' hooves were rumbling. The pressure from the spears and fast horses was enough to make the recruits collapse.
Lana did not dodge, but rushed sideways towards the lance that could penetrate him, and slashed head-on with the black horse-cutting sword. Amidst the horrifying whistling and tearing sounds, the rider, horse head and lance were cut off. The broken lance bullets created a streak of fire on the breastplate. Lana turned a blind eye and stepped between the bloody corpses of the men and horses. He exerted force on his waist and slashed at the outflanking saber riders.
The horse under the rider's crotch was slashed from the left shoulder, and the rider's waist and legs were torn all the way to the horse's right lower abdomen. The rotten intestines and intestines of the rider were screamed out several meters away.
The third horseman was already panicking. He didn't know where to go with the saber in his hand, but the two-handed sword was already pressing down like thunder.
"clang!"
The horse-killing sword broke the saber into two pieces, then cut open the head and scattered the spine and throat all over the floor.
The rest of the horse thieves all screamed in surprise. This bloody and crazy scene was truly unprecedented.
Lana did not hesitate. While retracting his sword, he charged towards the leader of the group of riders, jumping and slashing at him head-on.
"Wow!"
The leader just screamed, and his head exploded like a watermelon under the heavy blow. The sword smashed his neck and cut into his chest, and then he was cut in two in the middle.
The menacing horse thieves made a mess. Nona and Kulala were sniping at them on the boat. The continuous arrows shot down four or five more of them, and the rest hurriedly turned their horses and ran away.
"Follow them!" shouted Lana. "Mura, let's catch some tongues!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burning fireball flew out of the woods in the distance and flew through the air towards the sailboat.
"Bang!"
The fireball dragged a trail of thick smoke, passed over the hull of the ship and crashed into the river, causing waves several meters high.
"Trebuchet!" cried Nona. "Go and take away that trebuchet."
There was actually a trebuchet placed in the bushes not far away, not too far away. It was hidden at the edge of the forest and concealed by shrubs and branches. At this time, the disguise had been removed in the chaos, and a circle of people was busy reloading the spent stone bombs. As long as it is hit by one shot, the hull of the sloop will be severely damaged, or at least the sail will be burned.
Nona and Kulala threw away their riding bows, grabbed the longbows beside them, pulled out the pleasing full circle, and shot in the direction of the trebuchet. The arrows streaked across the sky, accurately killing the two attackers. But this was not enough to eliminate the danger of the trebuchet.
"I'll kill it!" Lana pointed, "You stay where you are and defend."
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful spiritual wave surged from behind. The terrifying magic power that seemed to tear everything apart was stirring, making everyone shudder.
Professor Witzleben came on deck. He chanted an unidentifiable spell quickly and traced the wand in the air with his right hand.
"You lowly insect," the professor, who holds the rank of transcendent, looked at the direction of the trebuchet, "I'll let you see the consequences of offending the majesty of Homemon Watts."
A suspended magic circle suddenly appeared in the sky, shrouding the trebuchet impressively, with waves of fire raging in the dense clouds. As the red clouds rolled, the plane and the air were torn apart, and burning meteorites poured down.
"Be destroyed by the attack of meteors and fire showers!"
