You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

Upon hearing this, the soldiers were reminded of their battles with the demons years ago. Their eyes turned bloodshot, filled with hatred and killing intent towards the demons. Their shouts nearly pierced the sky, causing the earth to tremble.

"good very good!"

"Then, at this very moment, charge with me—"

"Wait a minute!!"

Just as the tense atmosphere reached its peak, a delicate shout, which seemed rather weak in comparison, interrupted the rising momentum, drawing surprised and suspicious glances from everyone.

Truman frowned, gazing at the slender figure standing atop the tower, a deep killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

The gazes of these battle-hardened soldiers were like sharp swords, giving Freya the terrifying illusion that she was about to be hacked to pieces.

Oh no! I forgot to bring my computer home!

As the title says, I left my computer in the intern dormitory at my workplace. I'll go back to get it tomorrow, but it might not be ready until then.

Chapter 107 The Little Fox's Affection (5k)

"Friana, Captain of the Second Division of the Blackthorn Flower, Odrecia Empire!"

Freya held her breath, took the badge proving her identity out of her spatial pouch, and held it high, where it gleamed in the sunlight.

Seeing the identity information projected into the air after the badge was activated, the soldiers below finally believed that what Freya said was true. They then suppressed their hostility and murderous intent and looked at each other with some doubt.

"Why would an Imperial agent be here?"

"do not know……"

The soldiers spoke in hushed tones, but their faces betrayed an unease.

【Blackthorn Flower】, a henchman of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of the Empire.

They accomplished countless seemingly impossible feats and secretly dealt with countless people who posed a threat to the empire.

If these soldiers are warriors fighting under the glory of the empire, then they are executioners hiding in the shadows behind that glory, eliminating threats to the empire.

The Blackthorn Flower could not possibly have come for no reason. Although the soldiers did not say it aloud, a bad feeling was gradually forming in their hearts.

"...Sir, what brings you here?"

Truman frowned, then quickly relaxed his gaze, looked into Freya's eyes, and said calmly.

Freya steadied her breathing, meeting Truman's gaze without fear, and said coldly, "Now that things have come to this, do you still want to continue down the wrong path? Lord Truman, who is working with the dark sorcerer to capture the alien race?"

These words immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

Several soldiers glared angrily and shouted, "How could General Truman do such a thing?!"

Freya didn't say much. For these soldiers who had fought alongside Truman on the front lines, the best approach was to let them witness firsthand Truman's actions.

"Whether it is or not, you can see for yourselves."

After saying that, Freya operated the law enforcement recorder floating to the side and played back the memory scene of the dark sorcerer colluding with Truman that Shiloh had sent her.

Truman did not interfere with Freya's actions, but slowly lowered his heavy sword. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, followed by a dark and deathly silence.

The fact that Freya appeared here at this moment meant that her plan to lead the soldiers to take advantage of the situation and invade the great forest had failed.

After all, destroying the body camera would indirectly prove that what Freya said was true.

call--

Truman sighed deeply, and when he looked up, he felt that the sunlight was particularly dazzling today.

In the end, it still has to come to this...?

The scene played on the body camera caused the soldiers in the audience to grip their weapons tightly, their eyes wide with disbelief, their bodies trembling.

How could this be...?

Gazing at Truman's imposing figure, the soldiers suddenly felt that the general who led them in fighting against the demons and made countless contributions seemed somewhat unfamiliar at this moment.

"General...why?!"

The soldiers weren't fools. Knowing that Truman had colluded with the dark wizard, they knew that whatever Truman's true purpose in gathering them was, it certainly wasn't anything good.

The men in the audience, who were not afraid of even death, were now crying so hard they couldn't even stand up. The sudden collapse of their beliefs caused them immense pain.

Ugh--

A heavy sigh echoed across the drill ground. When Truman looked at the soldiers again, there was no light left in his eyes.

"Brothers... don't blame me. This is for... a better new era."

puff--

As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers who had questioned him never imagined that their brothers, who had risked their lives with them, would turn on them.

But that was the reality. To their shock and grief, their former comrades slowly pulled the short swords from their necks, and crimson blood spurted into the sky, staining the training ground red.

Upon seeing this, Freya's pupils contracted. She hadn't expected Truman's control over some soldiers to have reached such a level that they wouldn't even hesitate to kill their former comrades.

But a moment later, Freya's inner alarm bells rang, and she vanished from her spot in a flash.

Just then, a cold glint flashed, and the tower showed straight, smooth cutting marks, emitting a piercing scraping sound. Then, with a loud "boom," it collapsed onto the ground next to it, kicking up a large amount of dust.

After Truman casually unleashed a sword beam, he stopped paying attention to Freya and turned his gaze to the center of the training ground, slowly extending his hand forward.

"Gentlemen, let us step into a new era together."

Having said that, the soldiers on the training ground had a look of fanaticism and determination in their eyes. They plunged their short swords into their chests and knelt down on one knee.

Truman clenched his fist, and a blinding crimson light suddenly surged from his palm, making the clear sky seem to be shrouded in an eerie crimson.

Om-!

A tremendous suction force came, and the blood, muscles, bones, and souls of the soldiers on the training ground continuously disintegrated and compressed on the spot, eventually turning into distorted aggregates that flew towards Truman's hand.

As clumps of material merged into his body, Truman groaned, his tiger-like eyes flashing with a fierce crimson light. At the same time, his massive body trembled uncontrollably, causing him to bend over, his back bulging as if something was about to burst forth.

Elsewhere, Freya, who had escaped before the tower was struck by the sword's edge, was secretly observing Truman. Upon seeing this scene, she murmured in shock, "He's... becoming a demon?!"

As Freya entered a state of "flow," Truman's demonic energy surged upwards like a storm, so immense and overwhelming that it was suffocating.

Although she didn't understand why Truman, who had retired from the front lines, would collude with the demons, Freya quickly sorted out her thoughts.

With a wave of her hand, a bright silver pistol appeared in her hand as the magic circle lit up.

Freya moved like a fox spirit, her figure flashing among the ruins before appearing at a high vantage point. She then channeled extraordinary energy into her pistol, causing rotating magic runes to appear on its surface.

[Weapon Upgrade]!

At this moment, the short pistol had transformed into a sniper rifle as tall as a person. The gun body, mainly bright silver, had faint golden flames flowing around it, and the magic array patterns rotating around the barrel exuded a terrifying pressure.

Freya squinted one eye, brought her head closer to the binoculars, and observed Truman's condition.

As the demonic energy gathered around Truman grew stronger, a pair of jet-black fleshy wings pierced through his armor and suddenly unfurled from his back!

Roar! ! !

With his wings spread wide, creating a whirlwind, Truman's body had doubled in size, his entire body covered in massive, deep red muscles that stretched his armor to its limit.

Just as Truman roared to the sky, Freya's crimson-gold pupils narrowed, she aimed at his heart, and pulled the trigger.

boom! ! !

After being empowered by the layers of magic arrays attached to the gun barrel, the magic bullet made a shrill sound in the air before inevitably piercing Truman's heart, causing him to let out a painful howl.

Although she hit the target, Freya's expression did not relax at all; instead, it became even more serious.

Hit by a sniper bullet carrying immense kinetic energy and magical power, Truman only swayed a couple of times before becoming completely unresponsive.

The bullet pierced through the armor and entered Truman's body, but that was all.

With a slight effort, Truman's muscles expelled the bullet and then writhed, instantly repairing the wound.

Feeling Truman's gaze directed in her direction, Freya felt as if her soul were frozen in that instant.

After being corrupted, Truman's strength was a genuine [Erosion Rank], while Freya was merely a [Azure Flame Rank] transcendent.

"Damn it, this is not good..."

Freya quickly took a few deep breaths. The absolute calmness of her [Flow] state helped her escape Truman's oppressive aura, but what she needed to think about next was how to dodge the attack when the other party had already locked onto her.

Ha, that seems a bit unlikely.

After only a slight thought, Freya gave up on thinking.

After all, the idea that the Azure Flame Step could escape the locked attack of the Corrosion Step was simply too far-fetched.

Well, maybe that guy Shiloh can do it; after all, he's a genius among geniuses.

Freya loosened her grip, but a moment later she gripped the sniper rifle tightly again, her eyes filled with determination.

"Even if we die, we must die fighting!"

Immediately afterwards, Freya mustered all her courage, aimed and fired again, the magical bullet carrying her fearlessness, roaring towards Truman's direction.

However, just like herself, Truman found such attacks utterly pointless.

Truman simply raised his hand, and his palm writhed and tore open a bizarre mouth full of teeth, from which spewed out a hideous blood dragon!

The blood dragon twisted and roared as it devoured the bullets, and moments later it rushed in front of Freya, opening its blood-red maw, trying to bite her to death!

Faced with the giant blood dragon's sharp teeth, Freya's entire soul trembled, but in the end she gritted her teeth, slowly closed her eyes, and prepared to calmly face death.

Young Master Shiloh, you must have guessed that I would disobey you and venture deeper into Truman's mansion, right?

Haha, I just wanted to beat you a little bit, really just a little bit, and really only occasionally, okay?

But I probably won't be able to say these things to you in person, will I?

I hope that after I die, you can say some good things about me and try to get me into the Hall of Heroes.

Tsk, what a pity, I've never been in a relationship before, and it's rare to meet someone so compatible...

At the moment when life and death intersected, time seemed to stand still.

Freya kept her eyes tightly closed, thinking she was about to die, but after waiting for a long time, she felt no pain at all. In fact, her body felt as if it were enveloped in warm, fresh sunlight, and every pore relaxed and opened up.

Well?

Freya tentatively opened one eye, then stared in surprise as she looked ahead.

Through the emerald green barrier protecting her, a tall, mature figure floated in the air ahead, making Freya feel gentle and peaceful, yet also imposing.

Another [Stairway of Erosion]?

Wait, it's an elf, she's the helper that Shiloh found?

This figure looks...

? !

Serene?!

An elven high priest?!

Why am I here?

Freya stared blankly, her little brain a bit slow to process what was happening.

"Hey, stop spacing out and run!"

A familiar voice came from behind her, and then Freya felt herself fall into a warm embrace.

As she inhaled the warm, masculine scent filling her nostrils, Freya bit her lip, and all her doubts were answered at that moment.

Sensing that Shiro was about to help her up, Freya rolled her eyes, a sly glint in them, before voluntarily exiting the [Flow] state.

After exiting the "flow" state, Freya felt a momentary drain of strength from her body. Her toes, which were on the ground, buckled. If Shiloh hadn't caught her in his arms quickly, she probably would have twisted her ankle.

"What happened? You don't look injured at all."

Xi Luo frowned in confusion.

Freya leaned her head against Shiloh's chest, feigning weakness as she murmured, "This is a side effect of my innate ability... Oh dear, I can't even walk anymore, can't you help me?"

Freya gently pinched Shiloh's collar with her slender white fingers, puffed out her cheeks, and said coquettishly.

Shiloh quickly glanced at Serena's side and, seeing that a duel was about to break out, decisively picked up Freya in a princess carry and ran outside with all his might.

Shiloh retreated quickly, but he kept a close eye on maintaining the balance of the girl in his arms, so Freya didn't feel any jolting at all.

Feeling the warmth of Shiro's presence, Freya's aftereffects of the "flow" state were greatly relieved, and her pretty face, nestled in the crook of his shoulder, was filled with a comfortable expression.