Gwen carried her silver sword and strode quickly, leaving shallow marks on the snow.
Looking at the Northern Fortress before her, which was exactly the same as she remembered, she felt no particular emotion.
Upon seeing Gwen, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, the knights stood solemnly in two rows and bowed deeply.
"Miss Gwen, welcome back."
The knights respected Gwen, not just because she was the youngest daughter of House Delin.
They held her in the highest esteem because of her inspiring story of a strong woman rising to become a knight commander.
But Miss Gwen, who would usually return their courtesy, completely ignored them at this moment.
With an aura of utter coldness, it drifted gently past them.
This left countless knights utterly perplexed.
What happened to Miss Gwen?
Is he angry?
Nobody knows.
The cold steel buildings surrounding the castle gleamed with a silvery light.
The familiar wooden house was long gone, leaving only ruins and black traces, buried by fine white snow.
Along the way, Gwen passed through those familiar steel buildings and entered a secluded stone fortress.
The blue castle exuded a cold aura, and the desolation emanating from it always made young Gwen feel somewhat repulsed.
But now, she walked coldly toward the door.
The family knights in front of the castle recognized Gwen.
They bowed to Gwen from a distance and opened the creaking, massive wooden door.
Gwen returned here after a long absence, and it looked much more deserted than she remembered.
Kefla isn't here.
These past few days, she has been running around trying to deal with the family's warrant for Viktor's arrest.
But she was not a knight after all, and lacked authority.
Kevlar's words failed to convince the knights.
Gwen walked into a room and looked into a corner of the room.
Her father, Angus, still had that blank look on his face.
He knelt in the room, his eyes dull and lifeless, staring blankly at the sky.
He has been like this for many days.
I neither eat nor drink.
If it weren't for Angus's extremely strong physical abilities supporting him...
He's long since starved to death on the floor.
Jia Xiu was also paralyzed in bed, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain.
He opened his eyes blankly and stared at the ceiling.
The burns all over his body will not heal in a short time.
Victor's magical flames seem to possess extremely unique effects.
With magic, it was impossible to heal his injuries.
It's like resisting the magic of restoration from the very source.
It can only be slowly repaired by relying on the body's own recovery.
Jia Xiu was slumped inside the room when he heard someone come in.
Who is it?
He struggled to lift his head and saw a silver-haired woman clad in silver armor slowly approaching.
The other person was looking at him coldly.
Jia Xiu was covered in white bandages, with only his eyes and mouth showing, and he lay weakly on the bed.
The servants were feeding him, and when Jasmine saw Gwen enter, he strained his withered, broken voice:
"Go down first."
After being burned by those flames, he was grateful that he could even speak.
After the servants quickly cleared everything away and left the house.
Only Gwen and Jashy remained in the room.
Gwen looked at Jashy coldly, her voice icy:
"The people of the North..."
"I asked my father to do it, so what?"
Jasmine looked at Gwen calmly, her voice hoarse and even.
Gwen didn't sense any emotion in his tone.
There was no anxiety, no anger, just an excessive calmness.
It's like telling a very ordinary story.
A flash of cold light appeared, and Gwen's longsword was held against Jaxiu's neck.
"I can kill you anytime."
There was not a trace of emotion in her eyes.
When Kevlar's dagger was near Jashu's neck, Jashu knew that Kevlar would never kill him.
Because she can't do it.
Kefrau highly values the kinship and family relationships within the Delin family.
But Gwen is different.
Even if the person in front of you is your half-brother.
But in order to uphold the justice in her heart, Gwen is capable of ruthless killing.
She knew how cruel the person in front of her was.
If you had to describe Jia Xiu in one word, it would be "a vicious beast" who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
They have lost all humanity.
Jia Xiu looked at her without the slightest fear.
"Gwen, I envy you."
"You are free, and you can even fight for your own dreams and your own ideals."
"Therefore, we are different."
Once you're in that position, some things become beyond your control.
Jia Xiu's eyes still held a smile as he spoke slowly.
"My value was determined from the moment I was born."
"Inherit the family legacy and defend the North."
"But you never considered that the north is such a vast area that our encirclement cannot cover everyone..."
"Therefore, you ignored their pleas for help and allowed the barbarians to plunder the north, causing your compatriots to be destroyed and their families to die."
The cold sword was pressed against Jasmine's neck, Gwen's face reflected on the blade, its cold glint flashing slightly.
The more Gwen saw in the North, the angrier she became, and the more she felt the endless sins of her brother and father's indifference.
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