Wright's face also changed at this moment, and he immediately blew a kind of shrill whistle.

　　The baron in front who heard the whistle steeply raised his hand and the carriage slowly stopped.

　　Freya picked up the crossed swords beside her and jumped down from the carriage. Gently sniffing the special smell in the air, her heart became more and more certain that something had appeared in front of her.

　　"What's going on?" The Baron asked suspiciously as he rode up from the front.

　　"There might be a situation ahead." Freya narrowed her eyes slightly and pointed ahead.

　　The Baron frowned as he looked in the direction Freya pointed, his nose twitched and his eyes changed slightly, also smelling blood.

　　"What to do, father? Do we need to take a detour, or station ourselves on the spot?" Freya said with slight gravity.

　　To know, although the Xike grassland is not big, but there is only a straight path to leave, it is now close to the night, if you deviate from the direction in this kind of endless sea of green without the sun or other indication of the direction, it is easy to get lost on this.

　　After a slight hesitation, the Baron thought for a moment and said.

　　"Let's not rush to make a decision, let's first go and explore what's going on in front of us! Although the Xike Grassland is a triple zone, there aren't many experts here, so if it's a soft target we'll just run over it!"

　　"Good! I'll go take a look then." Freya nodded, agreeing with the Baron's decision.

　　"You?" The Baron frowned slightly, an uneasy look appearing in the bottom of his eyes.

　　Knowing that her father was worried, Freya, with a slight smile pointed to the grass seeds beside the wheel that were still emitting blue star-spot light and said, "If it's someone else in this environment it will definitely be exposed, why don't you let me go alone, if things don't work out right I'll have a small target by myself, and I'll be easy to get out of the way."

　The Baron unconsciously nodded his head, he also understood this, and for the current Freya he also knew that its strength had gradually caught up with him, but because it was his girl so he was still worried no matter what.

　　Slightly pondering, the Baron suddenly said, "I'll go with you!"

　　"Uh..."

　　Hearing the Baron's words, Freya was slightly stunned, knowing that the only two Knight-class experts in the caravan that were intact right now were the two of them, if the two of them went out together without guarding the caravan to be sneak attacked, the consequences would be unimaginable.

　　"Don't worry, Darmstine has recently been on the verge of a breakthrough, his current strength is already strong enough to deal with ordinary events, if it's true that he is also directly seconded, the two of us alone will be useless!" The Baron continued.

　　Looking at the Baron's serious eyes, Freya knew it was hopeless to dissuade him, so she could only nod her head.

　　"Everyone pause the advance, you two go to the two sides to be vigilant, the others get ready to fight at any time!" The Baron commanded in a low voice.

　　The people around him immediately carried out the order.

　　And the Baron took off the huge sword he had been carrying behind him and replaced it with an ordinary cross sword hanging at his waist.

　　"Let's go!"

　　"Hmm!" Freya nodded, huffed and puffed, and after slightly discerning the direction, she trotted ahead and felt her way to the front.

　　A faint stream of air surged out of her legs, and the lightness of the sensation kept the magical seed from glowing even in her haste to run.

　　And the Baron behind her didn't know what he was using and didn't make any noise.

　　The poisonous stargrass that was straight down to her knees quickly retreated, and gradually the smell of blood in the air grew stronger, and the sound of weapons clashing fiercely rang in her ears.

　　Freya narrowed her eyes slightly and looked down at the Baron who had been hanging behind her, the airflow around her body suddenly surged out and her speed doubled again.

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　　The green grass that swept by did not startle the slightest ripple under her deliberate effort.

　　Soon, in the distance, a melee was raging in the middle of a large blue spot of light.

　　Freya quietly slowed down, and after waiting for the Baron to follow behind her, the two found a slope closer to the battle and quietly climbed up, lying down in the grass and looking down.

　　In that large blue spot of light, Freya could vaguely see in the distance, a group of people dressed in rags and holding rusty weapons surrounded the two white carriages to launch an attack.

　　And surrounding those two carriages were five or six swordsmen in light armour, who were using the carriages as a cover to continuously resist.

　　There were already a few corpses lying on the ground, so it seemed that the opponents had been fighting for quite a while.

　　Although the swordsmen were strong, they couldn't resist the large number of people who were surrounded, and gradually some of them couldn't hold back.

　　In addition to the shouting and killing of these people, Freya also vaguely heard a hint of a child's cry.

　　"It's common bandits from the grasslands who are looting!" The Baron who was on the side explained to Freya in a low voice.

　　"This is a robbery?" Freya frowned slightly, she knew some of the rules of the bandits, if a certain amount of money was honestly given, most of the bandits would let go, but this group of guys down below were as if they didn't reason with people at all, they were directly murderous minded to attack the carriage.

　　"Well, this is the Xike grassland, the bandits here are more vicious and cunning than those in other places, if they come across a weaker caravan they directly rob money and kill people without leaving any room for error, but if it's a strong caravan, these guys might call out to other bandits to attack together, and it's a more disgusting category."

　　Between the Baron's explanations, the side of the caravan below seemed to have a breaking point.

　　A swordsman who couldn't resist enough was suddenly slashed in the shoulder, the pain caused him to let out a miserable scream, while the other bandits took advantage of the opening one by one, their weapons quickly slashed through.

　　In a short while, the swordsman was cut down to the ground without breathing.

　　With this breakthrough, two more swordsmen were hacked to death.

　　The cries of the children in the carriage mixed with the sobs of the women came out at this moment of impending despair.

　　This seemed to stimulate the surrounding bandits as well, each one wailing and speeding up their attack.

　　"Father, then we..." asked Freya as she quietly looked down at the battle that was about to end.

　　If this group of bandits broke through the remaining three swordsmen's defence, and definitely left there after the robbery, then the caravan passed through here unharmed, which was a better decision for them.

　　But if they meddled, perhaps these bandits would call on others, and it would bring unnecessary trouble.

　　Without answering Freya's question, the Baron stared with a slight frown at the two carriages, or a circular piece of heraldry on the back of the carriages.

　　It was a simplified seeming boat-like shape, and on top of the boat were two hammers crossed together with letters on them.

　　"Claude...Dockyard..." squinted Freya, only able to make out the words because they were blocked.

　　"It's Claude. Chabrol Dockyard! It's the largest shipyard in Daziel City that we're going to next!" The Baron's eyes lit up slightly. "If we save them, we might be able to avoid some of the trouble of finding a ship! Let's go, let's go save them!"

　　Things couldn't be delayed, if it was a minute later perhaps, the people in the carriage would have been killed directly by the bandits.

　　Hearing the Baron's decision, Freya directly backhandedly drew the cross-sword at her waist and rushed out with lightning speed.

　　A turbulence exploded around her as she ran, her blonde hair scattered waste in all directions, and she was clearly in the strongest position to kill the group of bandits.