"Freya, what's going on, why are you here, didn't Andre arrange for you to go to Kentish Town this morning?"

　　Large warm hands dragged at Freya's wrists, causing a contraction to be felt in the muscles of her body, Freya knew that was this body reacting instinctively to Howard.

　　"I was attacked en route, by Saladin's soldiers!" Without moving, Freya calmly said as she pulled out of Howard's hand.

　　"What! Are you serious?"

　　Shocked at what Freya said, Howard had a serious look on his face.

　　"Mmm!" Freya nodded with certainty "I know some of the accents from Saladin's side, and the way those people behaved was really soldiers."

　　"...... "Howard looked at Freya thoughtfully, as if he was determining the veracity of what Freya said, then he waved his hand hand to the soldiers behind him and ordered loudly.

　　"Prepare the horses! Escort Miss Freya back to the castle as fast as you can!"

　　A soldier was ordered to quickly turn his horse around and go back to prepare the carriage.

　　And Howard's face was a little gloomy as he looked at the fourteen year old girl in front of him, his voice a little hoarse and grave.

　　"If it's really Saladin's people, maybe we'll be ** annoyed**, I still need to guard the iron mine here to prevent Beltar's soldiers from taking advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, you go back as soon as possible to tell Andre this news."

　　This matter is not only for Green Castle even for Byron Empire is belong to the explosive big event, if one is not handled well, there is even the danger of extinction.

　　Looking at Howard whose face was serious and grave, Freya nodded her head, no matter how things would develop next, the main thing at the moment was to let the senior personnel of the Byron Empire know about this matter.

　　Soon, a sturdy carriage pulled by four black warhorses quickly drove by.

　　Without many words, Freya dragged Avery, who was still in a state of disembodiment, and quickly jumped onto the carriage, and after greeting Howard, quickly disappeared into the road.

　　The carriage dragged by four warhorses at the same time was already no less than the speed of a single rider, and just half an hour later, it finally arrived at Green Castle.

　　Casually leaving Avery to the castle's physician, while Freya went directly to the baron's current location after inquiring from the servants.

　　The Baron's special study on the first floor.

　　With the sound of hurried footsteps, Freya, who was all tattered and torn from being scraped by weeds and branches in the woods, rushed to the door of the study and gently knocked on the door.

　　"Father, it's me."

　　"Come in!" The Baron's low voice came from inside.

　　Freya pushed open the door, and under the candlelight the Baron in red civilian clothes was sitting in front of the desk, holding a feather quill in his hand as if he was writing something just now.

　　At the sight of Freya, who was in a miserable state, he rose violently from his seat. "What happened?"

　　This man's face was serious as he quickly stepped in front of Freya to quickly and carefully check her body, and only asked when he realised that it was just a few bruises and nothing serious. "Father, I encountered an attack when I was passing through the iron ore confluence, and from what I surmised it was Saladin's soldiers who did it!"

　　Feeling the Baron's concerned eyes, Freya reached into her arms and pulled out the silver medallion that she had touched calmly.

　　"What? Saladin!?" The Baron's eyes stared slightly as he took the medallion that Freya handed over.

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　　Through the orange candlelight, the silver medallion reflected a lion's design on the front, and below it was a line of text.

　　"Awarded to Colt. Dean?" The Baron frowned as he softly read the writing on it.

　　"Sure enough, it's Saladin's stuff, you mean you came across it at the confluence of the iron mines?" Understanding the seriousness of the matter, the Baron confirmed to Freya once more.

　　"Yes, it was on the main road not far from the Belta territory, the soldiers were dressed as bandits, it looked as if they were trying to hide their identity, I took the opportunity to escape when Witte was dealing with them, luckily I met a hunter in the woods, and it was only under his escort that I reached the territory." Freya blurted out what she had made up in the second half of the sentence.

　　Knowing that she was just an ordinary young girl some time ago, if she didn't say that, then there was no way to explain the reason why she had become so much stronger in such a short period of time.

　　And in the iron ore area, although the only two people Howard had seen appear in the woods were Freya, it was the Saladin invasion that mattered for such small details.

　　Sure enough the Baron didn't care about Freya's later words, he stroked the medallion in his hand and fell into deep thought.

　　This kind of invasion of a neighbouring country could be said to be big or small, but once it involved Berta's recent whereabouts made the Baron's heart full of questions.

　　The Baron carefully weighed his words and slowly said to Freya.

　　"Freya, for this matter in addition to me who else knows?"

　　"Uncle Howard and Avery know too."

　　"Avery?" The Baron looked at Freya suspiciously and thought for a moment before saying with slight seriousness.

　　"It's a little early for you, but it's something I think you have a right to know as well... Saladin's soldiers are in Beltar's territory, and I think that the Beltar clan may have been turned by Saladin's people... they're most likely trying to use the iron mines as a landing site for an invasion of the Grimm territories here, headed by the... "

　　Freya looked at the Baron's serious and solemn expression, although she had already guessed the general and understood some of the things inside, but through the Baron's narration, she also understood the seriousness of the matter, the invasion is not just a simple battle between two armies, this may turn this place into a battlefield for the Grimm territories that bear the brunt of the invasion, and the people who live here if they know about the disaster in advance, then...

　　Looking at his daughter who looked down in thought, the Baron paused and then said.

　　"The impact of this matter on the people of my Grimm territory will be so great that there will be the possibility of riots, so I don't want anyone else to know about this matter before the Empire sends troops! Do you understand?"

　　"...... "Freya was slightly stunned, suddenly she thought of something and interjected "Then father, are you thinking of putting Avery..."

　　Looking at his daughter's expression, the Baron habitually rubbed her hair, and the coldness in his eyes slowly softened a bit.

　　"I won't do anything to that maid, it's just house arrest, but if that maid doesn't keep her mouth shut..."

　　"I know, I'll tell her myself!" Understanding the Baron's concession, Freya hurriedly said.

　　"Alright, you go back to rest first, leave the rest to me." The Baron smiled.

　　"Thank you father." After giving the Baron a grateful look, Freya turned around and left the room.