A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...
Pale golden magic extended from his wrist, coating the blade and giving it an unusually sharp edge. He then began to accelerate, engaging the oncoming pursuers in a dangerous collision.
The sword arc flashed, and three cavalrymen were torn apart and rolled off their horses, but the remaining cavalrymen in red and black still did not retreat. They gripped the spears in their hands and stabbed them at the moment their teammates died. Four spears directly pierced through the high-spirited guard, and his originally surprised expression instantly turned into astonishment, regret, and fear. Then he fell down unwillingly and dazed, rolled on the snow, turned a few circles, and stopped moving.
After killing the last guard, these cavalrymen were like hungry wolves, staring at the mother and child who were running tiredly in front of them. They drew the spare sabers at their waists and started to speed up again.
Under the distant sky, on the snow-covered ground, several black spots were chasing each other and slowly approaching. The black spot in the front slowly fell behind and clashed with the black spot behind, and then broken blood flowers bloomed and left a mark on the snow-white ground.
Afterwards, the remaining six black dots accelerated again and slowly approached the only black dot.
The whistling sound of the wind beside her ears continued. Lily felt that she had gradually reached her limit. The horse under her also began to breathe unsteadily. She knew that the final moment was finally coming.
As she was about to die, she couldn't help but start to quickly recall her short life, and scenes from the past flashed through her mind.
Many small and unimportant things are directly skipped by the brain, but only a few pictures are still deeply engraved in the mind.
One of the photos showed the whole family gathered together to celebrate for her after she received the letter of recommendation from Emenas. Her brothers and sisters looked at the youngest sister with envy. Her mother brought her favorite cake, which was sprinkled with almond powder and decorated with precious Lutia cherries. Clouds were painted with yellow cream underneath, and it was as beautiful as a fairy tale.
Then comes the scene of her first arrival in Emenas.
The Immortal Bridge that crossed the Blue River was like a divine relic, giving people a strong visual impact. Behind it was the diverse and exquisite buildings of Emenas, making her, a daughter of a noble from a small place, feel like she had entered a big city.
Then came Titania's wedding. She stood on a tall float, surrounded by countless people on both sides of the street. The scene was like a dream, so beautiful that it seemed unreal, causing her to doubt herself from time to time.
Finally, there is the scene of that sad night when Amank died.
On the elegant stage, Aimanke sat with her, watching the grand opera and dance performance. A group of girls in exquisite dresses danced in unison until the last girl appeared.
She wore brightly colored dancing shoes, and her graceful figure resembled a snow-white swan. As she spun on the stage, a faint glow emanated from her steps, creating a moving and dreamy scene. When her dance ended, Aimanke also stopped breathing.
The legendary secret technique, Dance of Death, is the most demanding ancient assassination technique for the user, but also the most gorgeous.
After the dance, the girl bowed to her with a flawless smile, then fell to the stage like a lifeless puppet, and countless screams of panic drowned out everything.
Now, it's my turn.