Freya looked back, the Baron's offer made her raise an eyebrow, but then she thought about it, Beltar was troublesome but not fatal for the Baron, and it was said that Kentish Town was a large city belonging to the Byronic Kingdom, and some of the things were not visible from Grimm territories...if she missed this opportunity, I'm afraid she would have to wait until next year, and that made her a little tempted.

　　"Well, I know father."

　　"Well, you go back and rest." The Baron smiled and waved his hand.

　　Freya nodded and left, and behind her unseen back the Baron's originally smiling face gradually retracted, revealing a trace of deep fatigue.

　　Turning his head, he swept a glance at the familiar training room. In the distance a pile of wooden blocks rested bizarrely there, causing the Baron's eyes to freeze slightly, the smooth cuts resembling sword wounds.

　　"Could it be a recent Bailey?"

　　Not caring how the Baron speculated about the damage to the pile of sword stands, Freya went straight back to her bedroom.

　　The feeling of lightness from the sword practice just now faded away, but the feeling of chi in her chest stayed there, if at all.

　　With curiosity, Freya carefully experienced a swimming fish-like chi flow within her body.

　　"This is the so-called chi sense, isn't it..."

　　It was said that if one had to exercise this Qi Sense properly, after it was stimulated, the body would explode with extreme power.

　　"I wonder what it's like to actually become a Knight-class." Freya had some longing.

　　As for going to Kent City tomorrow, Freya also understands that this is a decision made by the Baron to actually engage in battle with Beltar, after all, if Freya is in the castle, the Baron in the middle of the battle will be more or less distracted, so it's better to let her leave from afar, and pick her back up when it's over.

　　"It's good to go out, it's said that there are still mystics called wizards and some alien humanoid races in Kent City, I wonder if I can run into them."

　　From various books Freya also gradually found out that this world is also not just a pure cold weapon era, legend has it that in some special places there are also transcendental ability people, they master the power of all things, able to call the wind and rain, this kind of powerful people are called sorcerers.

　　However, these were ultimately legends passed down from person to person, and the actual situation still needed to be carefully verified.

　　The night was peaceful and uneventful.

　　Early the next morning, Freya packed up her manners and left Green Castle in an ordinary carriage without alerting others.

　　The overcast sky was drizzling.

　　Between the large green forests, on a winding path, the carriage that Freya was riding on was travelling in a crooked manner.

　　This path in the forest was a shortcut to Kent City, except for some hunters and people in a hurry there were usually not many people travelling on it, and more importantly this path greatly avoided the territorial boundaries of Belta.

　　At this moment, the conflict between the baron and Berta has become increasingly bad, if a carriage from the Green territory is found, it is not difficult to imagine what treatment will be received.

　　Kent City was more than ten days away from the Green territory in the countryside, and there were more than twenty days before the start of the Noble Academy in Kent, so Freya was not in a hurry.

　　This time out, except for a maid and a middle-aged, sturdy horseman, the baron did not give her any other guards.

　　The rain was still falling as if it was still showing signs of getting heavier, inside the carriage the maid looked about the same age as her, also fourteen or fifteen years old, but with a dark, thin and ordinary appearance, she was cautiously cowering in the corner, waiting for Freya's command, while the coachman sitting in front of the carriage was skilfully driving the horses, trying to make the carriage travel as smoothly as possible.

　　Along this road had already been travelling for more than an hour, the originally thick forest had also become much lower, and from afar one could already see some signs of houses and people.

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　　Freya stretched her hand out of the carriage, and the raindrops hit her hand with a cool sensation.

　　"Veit, isn't it time to go out of the forest?" Freya suddenly asked the coachman driving the carriage.

　　"Yes miss." The middle-aged man named Veit wiped the rainwater on his face and respectfully said "We're about to go to the iron ore area, it's the junction there, when we get there, please ask Miss to condescend and keep quiet."

　　"Well, I know." Freya nodded.

　　Now was the time when the conflict between the two territories was gradually escalating, and in order to get past Bertha, Freya had also made enough preparations.

　　At the moment, her dress was no different from that of a normal commoner girl, the grey-brown linen cut dress was a bit dirty, her golden hair was also dyed to a normal flaxen colour, and the two swords were not on her body but were placed in the carriage's mezzanine, belonging to the position of coming out as soon as they were taken out.

　　And the driving Vettel was also once a horseman for a period of time within the Beltar territory, and later migrated to the Grimm territory for some reason, for the two territories also belonged to the very familiar.

　　With the passage of time, the original crooked carriage gradually smoothed out, sitting in the car, although Freya did not look out, but also know that this is on the main road.

　　A trace if any of the smell of blood in the air, the smell of blood in the air for ordinary people and usual nothing different, but for Frya is particularly sensitive, as gradually cross into the knight level, some special abnormal things are very will be found by her.

　　Obviously this place, recently there have been frequent battles.

　　Frya looked out through the carriage, on both sides of the road from time to time to see stationed tents, some soldiers wearing half armour marked with the Grimm family crest is using stone built simple pots and pans cooking something, emitting a faint smell.

　　Seeing the ordinary carriage travelling towards them, they simply looked at it and stopped looking at it, and these soldiers of the family didn't know that Freya was in this carriage.

　　And in the distance, some slender black columns sparsely towering there, above the column is a ball-shaped thing covered by black linen, in the rain wash down, flowing down the black liquid.

　　At the sight of this, Freya blanched, her better eyesight allowing her to probably make out something poorly covered, it was a human head that had been hung up and looked fresh, obviously put up not too long ago.

　　Though she knew of the brutality of the battle, it was nowhere near as spectacular as seeing it with her own eyes, but as she saw more of it, the twinge in her mind adapted.

　　Freya looked back at the young maid who was at the far end of the room, her face was also pale and bleak, obviously she had also seen all of this, but it was also obviously far worse than Freya.

　　"Miss...what are your orders." Seeing Freya's gaze gazing over, that maid's body slightly trembled as she tried to get up, clearly getting her meaning wrong.

　　"It's fine, you sit down." Sighing, Freya directly put down the cloth curtains hanging on both sides of the carriage window to cover the outside.

　　For a while, the light-impermeable carriage became a bit gloomy, with only occasional brightness appearing from the door as the carriage lurched.

　　Freya also had no interest in saying something to that maid, and directly closed her eyes into contemplation.

　　The carriage was rocking and comfortable.

　　During that time, there were no unexpected events, except for the carriage stopping once and Veit getting out to deal with someone.

　　After an unknown amount of time, Freya woke up from her light sleep and pulled back the curtains of the carriage window, the unfamiliar look of a forest was already outside.

　　"Where is this? Is it out of the Beltar territory already?" Freya asked softly.

　　"Ah, miss, you're awake? We've just passed the interchange, we're on our way to the town of Berta now, we'll be able to rest in about two hours." Veit's respectful voice came from the front of the car.