Just as he was about to pull Sylvia in, she took the initiative to walk into the house and headed back towards the room.
"Miss Sylvia, you're not going out?"
"No, no, I can't let my mother worry."
The girl answered seriously.
My pace quickened with the thunder outside.
The maids followed behind and couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh. They really wanted to hold it back, but little Sylvia was just too cute.
He is here.
The maids are professional.
They controlled her facial expressions, escorted little Sylvia back to her room, and prepared afternoon dessert and a brand new brave story picture book for Sylvia.
Young girls are simple-minded.
Soon I forgot about the heavy rain outside, and immersed myself in Yongqi's story while chewing dessert.
Those stories of salvation and the kind-hearted chivalrous virtues are firmly engraved in the girl's heart and accompany her into the future.
The rain has stopped.
The wind stopped.
As the sky cleared, little Sylvia ran out the door again.
This time, the maids did not try to stop him, but just smiled and looked away.
"Attack! Attack! Attack!"
The petite figure moved awkwardly across the lawn.
With the wooden sword in his hand, he swung it randomly at the overly tall grass with no rhyme or reason, knocking it to the ground.
Not long.
The girl's long golden hair was wet from the rain, mixed with the sweat from the heat, and stuck to her forehead.
The clear green eyes also became tired.
"Servia, why did you run out again?" A noble lady came over, gently picked up little Servia and held her in her arms.
"Mom, I," the girl gasped and answered with difficulty, "I'm undergoing special training for brave men!"
"Yeah?"
"My Sylvia is amazing."
The woman smiled and walked into the mansion holding little Sylvia in her arms: "Sylvia, you have worked so hard, you deserve a reward."
Bright red roses linger on the towering black iron fence, with drops of water dripping from the edges of the petals after the rain, dripping onto the ground.
The sun shines through the dark clouds.
Penetrate the wide gaps between the fences.
It fell on the mother and daughter.
Light the stone brick road ahead for them.
"Mother, what reward are you talking about?" asked little Sylvia Tuchi.
"It's something Sylvia has been looking forward to."
"The big cake bought in the capital?"
"No, it's something more exciting than cake."
A mysterious smile appeared on the lady's face.
No matter how her daughter acted, she never told her the truth about the reward.
Until the evening, at the family dinner of Klaufield, the contemporary Grand Knight Lord of Klaufield, Servia's father, revealed the truth of the mystery.
"Servia."
"Starting tomorrow, we will start the training of the Knights."
"Breathing techniques, knight combat techniques, riding techniques, these all need to be learned."
"It's not too late to refuse now."
He looked at Sylvia with doting eyes.
Can't bear their suffering.
But respect her decision.
Sylvia did not refuse and made the decision that a brave woman should have: "I want to participate. I want to be the brave Sylvia!"
The wooden short sword is a heavy knight's sword.
The gorgeous dress is covered with thick iron armor.
Clawfield's emerald sparkled among the stars and mountains, and with countless swings of the sword, he was awarded honors and recognition by the Kingdom of Kamagra.
She is a rising star that her people cheer for and are proud of.
The girl lowered her head.
He held the sword in his right hand across his chest.
His left hand gently stroked the sword.
Unconsciously, I smiled slightly.
Just as she was about to return to the mansion, the beautiful scenery before her eyes suddenly shattered. The sky turned dark, the earth became barren, and space collapsed, revealing a doomsday scene of withered bones and desolate bodies.
"Master Wizard..."
"Will I never see you again?"
The helpless voice echoed in the decaying mansion.
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