The people chasing in the woods were indeed attracted by the sound she created.
Casually wiping the wet mud from her face, Freya looked at the guys behind her who had been lured over by her deliberately slowing down her speed, and her speed which was originally like an ordinary person running steeply increased.
Most of these people were just ordinary soldiers, their physical fitness couldn't catch up with Freya, who possessed a half-knight level, and after she accelerated, she disappeared from their view almost instantly.
"What? What happened?" The sudden instant disappearance of the target they were chasing made some people stop.
"Keep chasing, those two bitches have seen our faces, we must not let them live! They should be hiding, search them separately for me!" The bearded man at the back who appeared to be the leader yelled.
"Yes!" Neat replies resounded through the forest.
Watching the crowd scatter in all directions, the bearded man's eyes narrowed slightly, the figure that instantly disappeared just now he also saw, although he guessed that it was hiding, but that kind of speed, he always felt that something was wrong.
"It seems like a knight level stance." The bearded man muttered, but then he shook his head, the two people they were chasing were obviously not very old looking and both were women.
"Maybe it was a mistake." He consoled in his heart, and then also participated in the search.
Behind a large tree, the originally disappeared Freya silently looked at the distant Saladin soldiers who were scattering and searching, their neat words just now were also heard by her, and also side by side confirmed what she said.
The two swords had been drawn by her, their silver hues reflecting her cold but dirty face.
They had been split up because of the obstruction of the wooded grass, and with her back turned in the large trees, Freya tried to keep as much as possible from being exposed all around her body, as the footsteps in the distance grew closer.
She took a deep breath, her whole body tensing to the point where she could explode instantly, her eyes fixed on the shadows at her feet.
The footsteps got closer and closer.
Freya's grip on her sword also grew tighter, her body slowly crouching down.
''Click'' The sound of footsteps came to an abrupt end.
Freya's eyes narrowed, and her entire body violently sprang out from behind the tree, the cross sword in her right hand directly upwards, while the short sword in her left hand stabbed straight.
''Snort!!!''
''Pfft.''
The soft touch was transferred from the sword to Freya's hand, there was no resistance as expected, a clear line of blood extended from between the chest to the forehead, the throat being stabbed by the short sword made him hit before he could even make a sound, the man holding the machete slowly collapsed in a daze, and did not understand what had happened until he died.
Deliberately dodging the blood spewing out of his opponent, Freya quickly put away her two swords and felt around the man's body, finding a silver medallion on him.
After a cursory glance, on the front of the medallion was a lion-like design, and underneath there was text that appeared to be the holder's name.
Without taking a closer look, Freya directly tucked it into her bosom before using her agility to quickly hide it.
With one less person in an instant, it was impossible for the people who had scattered to find out, Freya gently wandered through the woods, using her agility to avoid the sight of most people.
Killing a person, did not bring her any psychological burden, since the experience of the Oryxis thing, Freya now has no fear of fighting, death is gradually in her eyes is not worth mentioning, after all, this world should be like this.
Quietly crouching in the grass, Freya looked at the three people who approached her, her wrist holding the crossed swords slightly upturned.
As they entered her attack range, almost instantly, the silver-white light of the sword suddenly lit up.
''Pfft.''
''Pfft.''
The sharp blade of the sword combined with extremely fast speed easily sliced through the skulls of two of them, while the last person was pierced through the throat by the short sword in her left hand, and directly fell to the ground and died without even humming.
"What's going on! Harry, Ryan, what happened to you guys?" The sudden collapse of the three people made the one next to them notice the abnormality.
Steeply, a silver short sword shot towards him, slanting in through the eye sockets and out the back of the head.
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"Five!" The counting Freya calmly pulled the short sword from the man's head, the red and white brain matter staining the blade and causing her to frown slightly as she casually shrugged it off before hiding it again.
"Captain! Colt's dead!" A man with an axe spotted the first man killed by Freya.
"What?" The bearded man's eyes glazed over slightly and he walked quickly towards the man.
The body was lying there silently, with no marks other than the two wounds on his body.
"It's an instantaneous kill..." the bearded man suddenly yelled to the surroundings, "All stop searching and gather! Gather quickly! We've hit a hard spot."
Hearing the order, soon everyone quickly assembled together.
Sweeping the number of people present, the bearded man frowned, actually five people were missing, and now there were still fourteen left plus himself.
"Actually in such a short period of time... looking away, this kind of power, it really is a knight level." After a little bit of thinking, the bearded man made a decision not to chase after them.
With the degree of these ordinary soldiers of their own it is simply impossible to resist, and look at the other party's fighting style is still with the agility type of knight level, if it is biased power then can see an absolute overwhelming slaughter.
Of course, if the other party walks out directly brain dead, perhaps with the number of people can resist for a while or get lucky to siege, but obviously the enemy is not a fool and knows how to hide.
"Let's go!"
At the order, none of the soldiers said a word, they also found out the horror of the other side, a group of people almost next to each other nerves slowly retreated in the direction they came from, not even caring about their companion's corpse.
Freya crouched on the branch of a large tree, quietly looking at the scene below, the wide and dense leaves covered her figure, if she didn't pay attention she simply couldn't see that there was a person hiding there.
Killing five people in a row in a short period of time finally shocked the group, although she had the intention to leave them all behind, but it was just a thought, she also knew where her limit was, if she fought against five or six people at the same time she still had the confidence to kill all of them without hurting a single one, if it was fourteen or fifteen then it was another story.
Of course, through this battle, she also understood the gap between herself and those ordinary soldiers, if she was truly promoted to Knight level, then even more than thirty ordinary soldiers would not be enough to look at.
Touching her chest, which was gradually heating up due to the rapid movement, that silk Qi mass also seemed to be getting more and more active during the battle.
Only after the group had completely disappeared did Freya come down from the tree, following her memories back to the place where the maid had hidden herself.
Casually plucking away the weeds, the maid named Avery had already passed out in a fit of nervousness and disengagement, the sound of even breathing coming from her.
Gently patting the other's face, he woke her up.
When she woke up, she directly pulled her towards the depths of the woods.
The main road is impossible to go back, there found Saladin's soldiers will certainly also have more people waiting, and the carriage is even more do not want to think about, this place Rie Green territory is only less than half a day's journey, although it is the speed of the carriage, but on foot may be able to catch back before dark.
"This matter must be told to father!" Freya frowned slightly as she walked, soldiers from another country entering her territory, only two words came to mind, invasion.
The woods were overgrown with weeds, making it almost impossible to see anything in the distance, if it was an ordinary person alone here, perhaps they would be lost as well.
However, this kind of environment was not difficult for Freya, having once seen a map, she was easily able to discern the direction through her knowledge of wilderness survival in her previous life, although there might still be a deviation from the real destination, the general direction was correct.
Short sword has been hidden behind her back, Freya at this time while holding the cross sword slashing the obstacles while pulling Avery trotting.
This world was not the once Earth where wild animals were on the verge of extinction, here some ferocious beasts were hidden in the thick woods, some were even more terrifying than people.