There was something ironic about the night air blowing through the windows along the corridor.

　　Freya knew that an escort of two reserve knights was following her not far behind her.

　　"....... It was then, and in this way, that my teacher and I became acquainted, and my teacher taught me many things, and I suppose taught you as well, Freya." Phillip's steps stopped suddenly and he turned to her.

　　"......" Freya looked speechlessly at the still smiling man in front of her.

　　Behind him was a noticeable dent, a mark from the previous moment of being chased by Oryxis, and there was no way to repair it since the walls were made of stone and brick.

　　Without answering Philip's question, for a long time, Freya's cool voice echoed in the corridor.

　　"Lord Earl, you said to me earlier that you would introduce me to an acquaintance, I wonder who it is?"

　　"Oh?" Philly was surprised to look at the ice-cold young girl who had changed her shy face, and the smile that often hung at the corner of her mouth was withdrawn.

　　"Originally, I wanted to say some more words to you, well, since you want to know, let me reintroduce you."

　　'Snap.'

　　With a crisp ringing sound, a soldier in Imperial uniform stepped out at the corner of the corridor, and in that soldier's hand was dragging a black object.

　　Through the flickering lights below the castle, Freya could vaguely tell that it was a person, and as the soldier approached, the person being dragged was fully exposed to her view.

　　It was unmistakably Eric, who had disappeared before the ball, and under the soldier's helmet was actually Oryxis, who had already been wasted by the Baron!

　　"How do you ...... "Freya looked at the familiar face in front of her in astonishment, with her understanding of the Baron said that he wanted to abolish Oryxis then it would never be a lie, but this person in front of her...

　　"Heh heh, didn't expect that." Olessis casually threw Eric in his hand to the ground and threw off the helmet on his head to reveal a hideous smile.

　　"You didn't think I'd actually be standing in front of you in one piece, bitch, if it wasn't for you! How could I have...!!!"

　　The vicious roar echoed down the corridor, causing Phillip, who was standing next to him, to frown slightly.

　　"Shut up, Oryxis! I didn't save you and bring you here to listen to this nonsense. Hurry up and do what I promised you, or else if it affects my plans..."

　　In response to Philip's reprimand, Olessis was clearly afraid, and after taking a deep look at Freya, he slowly drew the longsword at his waist.

　　"Now pay me back for my pain!" With an angry roar, the longsword in Olessis' hand swiftly chopped towards her.

　　'Bared.'

　　The sharp longsword sputtered as it touched the stone tiles of the corridor, imprinting an inexplicable hideous look on his face.

　　On the other hand, Freya in front of him stood there quietly, as if she was stunned.

　　''Ding''

　　When the longsword was still half a metre away from Freya, a wide, thick, huge sword reached out from the darkness, its immense power easily blocking Olessis' attack.

　　Dressed in black armour, the stout escort vice-captain Darmstine and another member of the escort walked out from behind Freya.

　　"Miss, leave this place to us, the Baron Lord's side is ready, it's dangerous here please go over, Miss." Darmstine coldly said while staring at Oryxis who was separated from him.

　　"But...Eric." Freya hesitated.

　　Phillip, who had been standing still, however, suddenly took a step forward, reached out and instantly snatched Olessis' longsword and threw him behind him.

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　　"Waste is waste!" Ice-cold voice with a commanding tone, Philip flung the longsword in his hand and said "Freya, do you want to leave before I finish my introduction? Originally I didn't intend to kill you, after all, the teacher really did save my life, if I want to blame it, I should blame it on the fact that your territory occupies too much of a rightful place!"

　　'Snort'

　　Sparks splattered.

　　'Clang!'

　　Cold, clear silver light swept through in an instant, only to be blocked by Darmstine and another escort.

　　Unlike Ollisis' chopping attack, the brute force was blocked, but the two men were also instantly smashed by the longsword and fell back a few steps.

　　In the vague lights, Freya saw a trace of blood spilling from the corners of both men's mouths.

　　"Hmph! A mere reserve knight..."

　　Philip looked down at the two men in front of him with a downward gaze, and the longsword in his hand was raised once more.

　　"Ah!"

　　The two people who had already suffered some internal injuries looked at Philip who was attacking again and roared angrily as they lunged towards him.

　　The huge sword in Darmstine's hand was extremely powerful, but every attack was easily blocked and avoided by Philip, while the other guard was even more unbearable and could not get into the fight between the two men at all, and could only wave the cross sword in his hand as a self-protection.

　　Clang, clang, clang...

　　Consistent chopping attacks erupted in the not-so-big corridor.

　　At first, the two Darmsteins had been actively attacking, but as time went by Philip also casually slashed his sword after blocking in an orderly manner, but it was such a casual slash that made the two men have to use their full strength to parry it.

　　As he blocked away the two men's attacks, Philip suddenly struck a vicious downward chop, then turned around and used the force of his rotation to make an upward pick.

　　''Boom!''

　　Under the tremendous force, the two Darmsteins instantly flew backwards.

　　The two who had originally suffered some internal injuries earlier spurted out a mouthful of blood instantly.

　　And Darmstine's huge sword was already full of gaping holes that were exchanged for hard blows with Philip.

　　The powerful physical quality almost without any tricks sent the two guard elites flying at once, this was the power of a true knight level.

　　Slightly shaking off his sword without continuing to pursue, Philip looked down at the two men leaning against the wall.

　　"If you give some more time maybe you can fight with me, but now you are by no means my opponent, how about it, are you interested in working under me, you should know that I am a count, and in the future it is more likely to be the Grand Prince... if you follow me..."

　　Low words into the ears of everyone present, did not expect Philip to see the potential of Darmstine actually rise again this love of talent.

　　"What do you want?" Freya's icy gaze looked at the handsome man in front of her, the words he said clearly had other meanings.

　　"What do I want?" Philip looked at the young girl standing behind him with a sneer and raised an eyebrow.

　　"Well, since it's come to this, there's no harm in telling you that here, today, is the day that my Saladin Empire recaptures the beginning of Byron! Do you see the darkness over there."

　　He looked at Freya suddenly pointing to the distance outside the corridor window, and his voice trembled a little with excitement as he said.

　　"In a few moments there will be dazzling fireworks set off there, and then, your Castle Grimm will be razed to the ground in one night, and this ball will be the last revelry I will ever throw for you!"