Several months later, inside the Shia family's castle, Elsie received the lord's longsword custom-made by the family's blacksmith.
Trisna adjusted the position of the mithril crown and placed it on Elsie's head.
The elder instructed the maid to tidy Elsie's silver hair and clothes.
According to the elders, Elsie has already passed through her weak infancy and relatively weak adolescence.
She was now almost like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old human girl, but the elder's words made her feel very regretful.
Because during this period, she will remain unchanged for nearly fifty years. After fifty years, she will grow a little more and maintain her appearance for hundreds of years before finally aging. No one has ever calculated exactly how many years she will maintain her appearance.
Elsie looked at herself in the mirror and realized she was in perfect shape!
"The blacksmiths have already tailored heavy armor for you," the elder said. "Your primary profession is that of a heavy-armored knight, isn't it?"
"Hmm." Elsie tugged at her bangs, trying to cover up the terrifying stigmata!
Damn those stigmata! They're white! And as bright as a high-powered flashlight!
God knows how painful it has been to sleep these past few nights!
[I can't sleep, I just can't sleep, it's too bright hahaha! (?w?)]
Why can't the brightness of these stigmata be adjusted?
Elsie cried helplessly, imagining herself appearing on the battlefield in the future, becoming the most eye-catching person on the field!
[Enemy: "I don't know why, but the target became very clear all of a sudden."]
[The five-star commentator narrates: "It's not that the Stigmata are bright enough, but rather that killing Elsie is more cost-effective."]
This is practically an attempt to ensure the enemy doesn't know who to attack!
"By the way, what exactly is the use of these Stigmata?"
Hmm, let me check the data...
Elsie awaits the good news from the narrator.
Hmm... Oh~ Haha... I see!
Yay! The narrator is laughing! It seems...
It's useless.
"..."
Don't look at me like that!
[Your data template has been blocked by Blood Crown for a long time, I can't see any of it!]
[Sigh, so young and still insisting on cheating, look, he got banned by the administrator (Blood Crown) now, right?]
"I am deeply shocked." Elsie covered her face.
...
Wearing a skirt armor forged from top-grade mithril and a full-body reinforced outer armor, Elsie slightly drew her longsword, squinting to admire the glint of the sword in the light reflected from the window.
"Child, they have been waiting for a long time," the elder urged from the doorway.
"Hmm." Elsie sheathed her sword and gracefully walked with the others toward the castle gate.
The family knights in each corridor of the castle knelt down upon seeing Elsie.
At the gate, the family's top assassins stood in two rows, their hands placed on their chests, a gesture of respect for Elsie.
If a system existed at this moment, it might clearly say something like...
[Sia Family Prestige Level: Respected ↑]
The narrator's brilliant assists are always so outstanding!
“Elshie.” Jacoban stood at the gate, his mask obscuring whether he was smiling or something else.
His eyes swept over the fully armed Elsie, then he closed them and said tactfully:
"very beautiful."
As Yagenan pushed open the gate, the light of dawn shone into the dark castle, illuminating Elsie's eyes with golden radiance.
She paused for a moment, then continued stepping into the light.
"Everyone line up!!!"
Below the long steps, a large number of fully armed soldiers saluted her with their swords drawn!
Connor, mounted on his warhorse, stood at the front of the army and called out, "Knight Connor, leading three thousand warriors of the Shia family, greets you, Your Highness Elsie!"
Kaelin, riding Absolute Breath, followed by the ten Blood Knights who had recovered their fighting strength, arrived at the foot of the long steps and paid their respects to Elsie.
"Your Highness Elsie, we are willing to fight for you." Several family members beside Elsie said sincerely:
"We do not wish to live a life of ignominy in our ancestral land, for as our ancestors said, freedom is both cheap and expensive."
“If we cannot die on the road to freedom, then our lives will be meaningless.”
"Your Highness Elsie, please allow us to follow you to the Kingdom of Saijing!"
Yagnan added from the side, "The Kingdom of Saijing is a kingdom assisted by our ancestors, and its people all depend on their families."
"We should not abandon this loving and pure land, nor should we give up the hope of life and freedom."
“Elshie.” Jacoban knelt on one knee: “We will follow you and fight against the Holy Temple.”
"Let the world witness..."
"The Glory of Sia".
Elsie's gaze traversed thousands of miles, following the seabirds through storms, all the way to the war-torn Kingdom of Saijing!
Cavalrymen clashing, the people of Saijing displaced, their homeland burned to the ground by the flames of war, and the birds that flew through the forest on fire fell from the sky.
The bronze statue of Windsor was pulled down by the allied cavalry with ropes, and they charged up the kingdom's castle over a pool of blood. The knights of the Saijing royal family followed Martha and fought off the enemy army time and time again.
Inside the castle, King Sejing embraced Windsor and wept…
The haze arrived with the flames of war; white wings pierced through the smoke and turned into ashes that streaked across the sky.
In the fields, in the alleys, and in the houses of every city or town, the fighting never stopped!
The angel statues in the church were smashed to pieces by the angry citizens of Saijing with hammers. The statues' heads rolled to the ground, and a single tear of blood told the story of the escalating war.
Unmanned warhorses gallop wildly across the wilderness, and soldiers missing limbs flee the front lines in a frenzy.
Amidst the flames, the Holy Sword Sect's heavy cavalry roared, a death knell like an earthquake!
Welch's figure swept across the battlefield, his longsword cutting through seemingly solid defenses, and with a maniacal laugh, he slashed through the Saijing Cavalry Regiment.
Cherno Hagrid of the Holy Shield charged up the royal castle with his great shield and beheaded the defiant king amidst the horde of soldiers.
Windsor and Martha rode together on horseback, retreating under the cover of the remaining troops.
With the fall of the kingdom's castle, the people fled to the outskirts of the country.
Whether they flee or surrender, they cannot escape death.
The churchgoers, holding sacred texts, confessed their sins and told them that they would have to repent to the Lord after death.
The allied knights brutally murdered these unarmed civilians, and the massacre continued.
Even carrion birds flying across the battlefield showed no interest in the corpses scattered everywhere; these lifeless bodies seemed to have been completely abandoned by the world.
Flocks of birds flew across the battlefield to the farthest reaches of the capital, gazing upon the headless king, upon the Saijing people executed by the allied forces during their escape, and upon the warships that had come from the ancestral lands in the distance…
Thousands upon thousands of birds soared through the air, bringing with them the winds of war from a distant kingdom.
The wind lifted Elsie's long silver hair on the warship, and her hair danced in the wind...
She gazed at this once peaceful land, closed her eyes, lamented her helplessness, and then resolutely uttered that one sentence...
"Declare war!"
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