Chapter 892

Chapter 892: The White Flower of the Naidwen Family

In the wilderness under the starry sky, despite being the same scenery as during the day, it felt particularly desolate due to the cold gray hue that enveloped everything.

A gentle night breeze swept through, causing some blades of grass to sway, while the cold seeped silently into every corner of the world.

Lotte, or rather Xiaoluo, the descendant of the Basca family, was currently wearing a brown-black hooded cloak, following the figure ahead, traversing the wilderness outside the city.

They were about to leave this place and head to a secret hideout, and according to the loyal follower, someone had already come to meet them not far ahead.

“How did you find me?” Xiaoluo asked curiously.

“It was actually by chance. Some of us infiltrated the search team dispatched by the royal family, and in a recent operation, he happened to see you in the city.”

“He didn’t report your presence to the search team but conveyed the information to us through secret means.” The follower patiently explained, seemingly a covert intelligence agent of the Basca family.

“Is that so?” Recalling that night, she and Mesia standing together did stand out too much.

The two of them occasionally talked as they hurried forward under the cover of night. The cold winter night wasn’t a comfortable environment, but at least it allowed them to avoid many prying eyes and quickly depart.

“Just ahead, at the turn near the mountain pass, our people will meet us. Among them is your cousin, Miss Evinie the Dragon Knight.”

“Evinie is here too?” Hearing the familiar name, Xiaoluo finally felt a sense of relief and anticipation. She had visited Evinie’s house when she was younger and spent a pleasant summer there, making her very familiar with Evinie.

“Yes, we’re almost there.” The figure ahead replied calmly, sometimes moving quickly and other times looking around, as if avoiding something.

After another two hours of walking in the wilderness, they finally approached the mountain pass. This could be said to be the boundary between the Moro family territory and the outside world, with a vast plain surrounded by canyons inward and rolling hills and forests outward.

Upon arriving, the intelligence officer blew a whistle reminiscent of an owl, with short and long notes connecting, seemingly conveying some message.

“Hush, please follow me.” Seemingly receiving a safe response, the intelligence officer sighed with relief and led Xiaoluo further, entering the dense woods at the foot of the mountain.

Tall trees stood straight, with red-brown leaves scattered everywhere, and the sound of footsteps could be heard clearly. Unlike the wilderness outside, the dim starlight was obscured by the canopy, making it pitch black inside, barely able to see five meters ahead.

Facing this deep and unknown darkness, Xiaoluo felt a bit uneasy, but there was no choice but to proceed cautiously.

“Who!” A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, startling everyone.

“It’s me, Gersimi. I brought Miss Xiaoluo.” The two stopped, and the girl listened to her companion’s response.

“Really?” Greenish-blue fireflies appeared in the forest, drifting towards the two of them.

In the faint light of the fireflies, the girl finally saw the group of people ahead.

They wore various clothes, about three hundred in total, not uniform, but forty of them held crossbows aimed at them in the darkness, on guard. Although in an attacking posture, the girl felt relieved when she saw the leading woman.

“Evinie sister,” she softly called out.

This leading woman wore a silver-and-gold armored suit that accentuated her figure, roughly in her twenties, without a helmet. Her wavy golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, giving her a unique beauty.

“I’ve finally found you, Xiaoluo.” Evinie said, using Xiaoluo’s nickname, then she put away her sword and quickly approached, embracing the pink-haired girl.

Although the armor was hard and cold, the warmth on her cheek and ear made Xiaoluo feel like she was basking in the winter sun, rare yet warm.

“Evinie sister, I missed you so much.” Xiaoluo responded softly. Most of her direct relatives were gone, and now, her closest blood relative among her peers was only this cousin from the Naidwen family.

The late Senior Earl of the Basca family had multiple lovers, and besides his main wife from a distinguished family, the other two were ordinary high nobles from the Southern Region. Xiaoluo’s mother came from the Naidwen family, whose emblem was a white morning glory entwined with a sword, symbolizing “the gentleness of the flower sword”—that is, the use of force should be delicate and cautious, not to harm others recklessly.

Due to the overly idealistic and contradictory family motto, the Naidwen family was somewhat looked down upon by many high nobles in the Southern Region. However, their good family traditions kept their reputation intact, and they maintained marriages with many high nobles, thus continuing their lineage.

“I finally found you.” Evinie stroked her younger sister, who was six or seven years younger, feeling a mix of emotions.

“Father instructed me before he passed away to find your whereabouts, and now, our family members are dwindling.”

Because of the downfall of the Basca family, other families allied with it also suffered misfortune, and the Naidwen family was left with very few members. In other words, Evinie also had few familiar relatives.

After a brief reunion, Evinie released Xiaoluo, “Let’s go, to a safe place first.”

As she prepared to take the pink-haired girl and the group away, a thunderous explosion interrupted their journey.

Deep red lightning tore through the sky, and a spear flashing with lightning shot down, embedding itself in the clearing in the forest.

“Who is it?” Evinie’s pupils contracted as she urgently dodged, holding Xiaoluo.

She placed Xiaoluo aside and drew a white stone-like crossbow, with branches and flowers entwined at the hilt, gold metal outlining the shape of a morning glory.

Then, boiling magic power ignited from her body, and where the crossbow swept, it seemed to ripple across water, pure white waves spreading outwards, illuminating the entire forest. Despite being in the Crimson Empire, Evinie was a rare Angel Sequence Extraordinary Being, which was a characteristic of the Naidwen family.

White light ripples spread out, dispelling the darkness of the night, gradually revealing everything in this cold, silent forest until different colors appeared in the light.

This was a group of soldiers wearing black steel armor, approximately two hundred in number. Their armor fit well, and the joints were designed to be lightweight, minimizing hindrance while maintaining defense. On the chest of each armor was a steel stamp of a rose pattern, which would turn red with magical power when they fought using extraordinary magic power, emitting a vivid blood-red color.

“Crimson Empire’s 71st Legion, the Bloodblade Brigade of Nightbreakers.” Evinie murmured the cruel designation as she looked at the black steel-armored soldier at the end of her vision.

To eliminate obstacles and resistance in the Southern Region, this elite unit had executed many commands to cleanse high nobles.

“Indeed, Miss Evinie, the last white flower of the Naidwen family,” accompanied by the response, a figure clad in partial armor suddenly landed from the sky and stood up.

Her skin was dark brown, and her figure was agile, wielding a black steel lance that she casually spun behind her, creating a dull yet terrifying whistling sound. Occasionally, a faint red electric light flashed on the lance, exploding in the air with a slightly scorched smell.

“We meet again, and this time, I seem to have caught a more valuable prey.” The warrior of the War Sequence 6 scanned the area and soon fixed her gaze on Xiaoluo.

“Thank you for guiding us, Miss Evinie.”

“But this time, you have nothing left to offer. Let me take your noble head!”

As she spoke, the black steel lance suddenly pierced through the air, rapidly enlarging in everyone’s eyes. The original black tip of the lance turned slightly orange due to the heat of breaking through the air, and the terrifying sound of the lightning was like the death knell approaching.

Wishing everyone a happy new year in advance~