Online game: Confession of love to a noble daughter at the beginning

Gwen held the silver sword and walked quickly, leaving shallow marks on the snow.

Looking at the northern fortress in front of her, which was no different from her memory, there was no more ripples in her heart.

The knights saw Gwen, who had not seen her for a long time, and stood in two rows solemnly and bowed deeply.

"Miss Gwen, welcome back."

The knights respected Gwen very much, not only because she was the youngest daughter of the Delin family.

They also respected her because of the inspirational experience of a strong woman growing up to become a knight leader.

But Miss Gwen, who would usually return the courtesy to them, completely ignored them at this moment.

She just floated past them lightly with a very cold temperament.

This puzzled countless knights.

What happened to Miss Gwen?

Is she angry?

No one knows.

The surrounding cold steel buildings stood in the castle, shining with silver light.

The familiar wooden house had long disappeared, leaving only a pile of ruins and black traces, buried by white snow.

Along the way, Gwen passed through those familiar steel buildings and stepped into a remote stone castle.

The blue castle exuded a cold breath, and the coldness from inside always made Gwen a little repulsive when she was a child.

But now, she walked towards the gate coldly.

The family knights in front of the castle recognized Gwen.

They bowed to Gwen from a distance and opened the creaking huge wooden door.

Gwen returned here after a long absence, and it looked more deserted than in her memories.

Kefla was not here.

These days, she has been running around just to deal with the family's wanted order for Victor.

But she is not a knight after all, and her prestige is insufficient.

Kefla's words could not convince those knights.

Gwen walked into a room and looked at the corner of the room.

Her father Angus still looked dull.

Kneeling in the room, his eyes were dull, staring at the sky.

He had been like this for many days.

He didn't eat or drink.

If it weren't for Angus's extremely strong physique supporting him.

Now, he would have starved to death on the floor.

Jia Xiu was also paralyzed on the bed, and there was no part of his body that didn't hurt.

He opened his eyes blankly and stared at the ceiling.

The burns all over his body could not be recovered for a while.

Victor's magic flame seemed to have a very special effect.

It was difficult to recover his injuries with magic.

It was like resisting the magic power of recovery magic from the root.

He could only rely on his own body's recovery to slowly repair.

Jia Xiu collapsed in the house and heard someone coming in.

"Who is it?"

He raised his head with difficulty and saw a silver-haired woman in silver armor slowly approaching.

The other party was looking at him coldly.

Jia Xiu was wrapped in white bandages, with only his eyes and mouth exposed, lying weakly on the bed.

The servant was feeding him. When Jia Xiu saw Gwen coming in, he said in a voice that was as withered and broken as a withered voice:

"Go down first."

After being burned by the flames, he was even grateful to be able to speak.

When the servants took everything away and left the house, Gwen and Jia Xiu were the only ones left in the room.

Gwen looked at Jia Xiu coldly, her voice cold:

"People in the North..."

"I asked my father to do it, what's wrong?"

Jia Xiu also looked at Gwen calmly, with a broken voice and a calm tone.

Gwen did not feel any emotion from his tone.

There was no anxiety, no anger, and it was too calm.

It was like telling a sparse and ordinary thing.

A flash of cold light passed by, and the long sword on Gwen's waist was across Jia Xiu's neck.

"I can kill you at any time."

There was no emotion in her eyes.

When Kefla's dagger stood near Jia Xiu's neck, Jia Xiu knew that Kefla would never kill her.

Because she couldn't do it.

Kefla attached great importance to the affection and family relationship of the Delin family.

But Gwen was different.

Even if the person in front of her was her half-brother.

But in order to uphold the justice in her heart, Gwen could kill.

She knew how cruel the person in front of her was.

If you use one word to describe Jia Xiu, then he is the "evil beast" who will do anything to achieve his goal.

He has lost his humanity.

Jia Xiu looked at her without any fear.

"Gwen, I envy you."

"You are very free, and you can even fight for your dreams and your ideals.Fight."

"So, we are different."

Once you stand in the corresponding position, some things are beyond your control.

Jia Xiu's eyes are still smiling, and he said slowly.

"From the moment I was born, my value has been determined."

"Inherit the family and defend the north."

"But you have never thought that the north is so large that our encirclement cannot take care of everyone..."

"So, you ignored their requests for help and let the barbarians plunder in the north, causing your compatriots to be destroyed."

The cold sword was against Jia Xiu's neck, and Gwen's face was reflected on the blade, with a cold light flashing.

In the north, the more Gwen saw, the angrier he became, and the more he could feel the endless sins of his brother and father's indifference.

No matter how many sweet words he said, he could not wash away the countless lives they carried.

"Ha..."

Jia Xiu squinted his eyes and collapsed on the bed.

"Then, let's do it. "

He seemed not surprised at all that Gwen would kill him.

It was as if he had already prepared to be killed.

But after a long time, the sword in Gwen's hand still did not fall.

It was not because of family affection.

It was not because Gwen wanted to trust Jia Xiu again.

She just shook the sword indifferently and put it back into the sheath.

The cold words sounded, but it was as chilling as ice.

"You will get the punishment you deserve, Jia Xiu."

"But, I shouldn't judge you."

Gwen's words stunned Jia Xiu.

"...Why? "

Jia Xiu stared at Gwen blankly, with a pair of eyes showing only a gleam of doubt.

Justice does not tolerate any sand in its eyes, and he did the same thing before his father became what he is now.

Once evil grows, justice will destroy it mercilessly.

If that justice exists in Gwen's heart, she will definitely drop the sword in her hand.

So, Jia Xiu had 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 seemed to have changed.

But this change was not what he expected. Hope.

Gwen at this moment gave him a feeling,

She is now more like a... person?

Gwen's eyes were full of coldness. She glanced at Jia Xiu indifferently and walked out of the room.

She didn't care about her brother behind her, who was in a trance.

She walked out of the door and stood at the door.

The slightly warm sunlight shone on her cold iron armor, reflecting a touch of brilliance.

Gwen took a deep breath, as if relieved.

Feeling the extremely clear coldness, she just waited quietly.

Finally, after an unknown period of time, a voice rang loudly outside the castle.

"Victor is outside the city gate! "

As soon as the words fell, countless knights gathered and lined up.

The sound of armor colliding and the noise caused by metal friction clanged outside.

Gwen also took action.

She grasped the sword in her hand and walked slowly towards the city gate.

…

At this time,

Victor stepped on the white giant bird and floated in the sky.

The strong storm around was blowing continuously, blowing the snow into waves of several meters.

The knights lined up in front of the castle, like a silver solid wall.

Victor looked down at them with a cold face.

Countless knights looked extremely solemn, looking up at Victor as if facing a great enemy.

They held weapons in their hands, and the shock spread throughout the crowd.

"What's going on? Why is Victor in the sky?"

"What is that giant bird?"

On the silver wall, a knight pointed at Victor and shouted tremblingly:

"Victor, you, how dare you come back! "

Victor's extremely terrifying strength has long been spread throughout the entire northern border.

But among this group of stubborn northern knights, there are always some people who are not afraid of death.

They always think that Victor is guilty of heinous crimes.

In the northern border, who doesn't know what the existence of the Delin family means.

They are the rulers of the lonely land.

Hit the Delin family?

Wouldn't that be equivalent to slapping the face of the entire northern knights?

But Victor is now in the sky, and the knights are basically powerless even if they want to catch him.

But soon, among the knights, a silver figure slowly came out of the castle gate.

Victor squinted his eyes and saw the person clearly.

It was Gwen.

She looked like she was frosty, raised her head, and looked at Victor with an indifferent expression.

When the knights saw Gwen's appearance, it was as if they had a master.Like a heart.

A little smile suddenly appeared on his face, as if he saw hope, and even his back straightened a lot.

"It's Miss Gwen!"

"With Miss Gwen here, we can definitely take down Victor!"

The knights became excited, and there was even light in their eyes.

Finally, Gwen slowly drew out the silver sword.

The knights also drew out the swords at their waists.

When everyone thought that Gwen was going to subdue Victor.

Gwen turned around.

Facing a group of northern knights.

In the wind and snow, her silver hair scattered in the air, blocking Victor.

Holding the sword in one hand, Gwen had no expression on her face, and even a bit of icy indifference on her face.

"In the name of Gwen Delin, I cancel the arrest warrant for Victor Clevner."

"Opposition, step forward."

In the confused eyes of countless knights, Gwen held the silver sword in front of her and stabbed it fiercely into the snow-covered ground.

Facing thousands of knights, she stood still.

Like a holy and resolute goddess in the cold wind.

The strong wind swept the ice and snow and blew violently, burying them in the eyes of everyone.

The flash of silver-white color made them feel extremely trance.

At this moment, standing in front of them was the female knight who truly represented justice.

Willing to speak for the weak and injustice.

The injustice in the world should be eliminated with a sword.