Online Games: Opening Confession of Underage Noble Daughter

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Chapter 121: Did he break the law? Do you know?

"Just here."

Amelia took Erica to a more spacious wooden house and handed her the key.

"Keep it safe, there is only one key, and it is very troublesome to match the key."

Erica took the key and said "Thank you."

Amelia waved her hand and turned to leave.

After opening the door, Erica entered a very cozy house.

The furniture in the room is very simple, there are only two chairs, a long table, and a bed.

A red fire was burning in the fireplace.

A few pieces of animal skins were hung on the wall, and under the dim light, people felt drowsy.

Erica is no exception.

But she hasn't forgotten to take a hot bath.

After about half an hour, Erica left the bathroom.

The clothes on his body were dried by magic, and there were only a few drops of water on his long blond hair.

Feeling the onset of sleepiness, she collapsed on the chair covered in animal skins.

Looking at the continuously burning fireplace, there seemed to be a red flame flowing in his eyes.

It was warm in the house, but Erica felt a little wistful.

In a trance, Erica fell into memories.

She thought back to the long journey of the past few days, and to the snowy northern Xinjiang.

I don’t know how my family is doing now.

In my mind, memories flashed slightly.

She thought of Professor Victor.

He remembered the horrible scene where Professor Victor shot himself with all his strength that day.

Everything is burned, and the sky is colorless.

She curled up unconsciously.

That terrifying sense of oppression, whenever she thinks about it, always makes her tremble.

Victor still had a great influence on her, so great that she didn't know what direction to work towards.

It seems that no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with him. The sense of gap is like a natural moat.

After gradually remembering, Tired finally covered Erica's body with drowsiness.

Obviously she should sleep on the bed...

But the temperature of the stove is very warm, so it doesn't matter if you just lie here and sleep.

Suddenly, the wind outside the window was a bit strong.

It seemed like something was stuck to the window, making a sound like it was sticking to the window.

Erica was a little strange, the voice brought her back to her senses, and she unconsciously looked towards the window.

It was a piece of paper, but it couldn't be seen clearly in the dim firelight.

Beijiang did not popularize magic light bulbs, so she could only stand up and walk forward.

A flame magic was constructed in his hand, which lighted up slightly and shone on the window.

This time, she saw clearly.

It was a wanted warrant.

The portrait on the arrest warrant was very familiar to her.

She couldn't believe it, that was the person she was thinking of.

Maybe it's just that they look too similar.

Professor Victor, how could he appear in the north?

Even if he is here, why is he wanted for a crime?

This is an unreasonable thing.

But the more Erica thought about it, the more flustered she felt.

Finally, she glanced down, her eyes widening.

Her lips moved slightly, and she whispered the name written on it.

"Victor Cravenner."

……

Time flies, counting days, Erica has been here for three days.

She gradually adapted to life here.

On the snowy field, the training started early.

Dozens of mages around him are also doing the same exercise.

Not only were they here to protect Erica, they were also sent for special training by Duke Levi.

Climbing mountains, cross-country in the snow...

All kinds of physical training are pressing towards Erica.

At the beginning, Erica was not quite used to such high-intensity training.

But after only three short days, she has become more and more proficient now.

Vladimir folded his arms and stood aside to supervise.

From time to time, he would nod his head in satisfaction.

"General."

Hearing Dick's voice, Vladimir turned around.

"Those bastards, are they showing up at the border again?"

The bastards he was talking about were naturally those disgusting savages.

However, Dick just scratched his head and said.

"Contrary to what you think, General, the barbarians have not shown their heads for a long time these days."

"Inexplicably, they started to behave themselves."

Vladimir was a little puzzled, he gave Dick a look, and the two hurried towards the post of the Wizarding Society.

The action was very secretive, and no one else noticed the departure of the two.

"what happened?"

Vladimir got on his horse and asked:

After fighting with the barbarians for so many years, the old man also understands that these barbarians cannot be idle things.

Among this group of savages, there are naturally some very powerful opponents.

They have a special profession, the kind that seem to be born fighters, and they are called berserkers by the people in the northern border.

Different from ordinary fighters, those berserkers never seemed to be afraid of pain, they were very crazy and irrational when fighting, and they were also very sensitive to blood, which was like a source of motivation for them.

Even Vladimir felt a bit of a headache when encountering barbarian warriors of that level.

This is also the reason why the barbarians have been arrogant in the northern border for so long, but the Pale Sorcerer's Guild still failed to beat them out.

Even if they want to fight out and push back the living space of these barbarians a hundred miles, they have to see if they magicians have the ability to compete head-on with the berserkers.

Magisters have melee abilities that are worse than ordinary mages, but they are not as strong as knights.

And those northern knights?

Oh, their hearts are not put together with the Pale Magician.

The severe cold in the north is the most suitable space for these berserker warriors.

Vladimir was thinking on horseback, facing the snowstorm, but his mind was full of doubts.

Could it be that these barbarians are planning to gather together and take advantage of the chaos of the northern knights to cause a big wave?

However, Dick quickly refuted his thoughts.

"According to the news from the spies who went deep into the north, the barbarian tribes that were nearly a hundred miles away from the border were almost completely burned."

"Whether it is [Sword of Flame] or [Claw of Ice], the sub-tribes stationed at the border of these two tribes have basically been dismantled."

The Claw of True Ice is one of the two clans that are as famous as the Sword of Flame.

There are countless small tribes in the Far North, but only the Flame Sword and the Ice Claw form a huge circle of influence.

Like the Flaming Sword, the Ice Claw also worships a demigod giant.

They also gained divine power from the half-god giant, which made them not afraid of severe cold and gained the power of frost.

However, the two powerful clans suffered heavy casualties almost overnight.

"Wherever we went, no one survived, and we could only see countless charred corpses."

As Dick spoke, he was shocked for a long time when he thought about it.

Even for those barbarians who were distributed, because they were stationed near the border, the selected ones were definitely warriors among the barbarians.

In terms of comprehensive strength, they are definitely not weak.

These barbarians even have the means to communicate with each other, which makes it impossible for the Pale Sorcerers to deal with the barbarians stationed on the border.