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"Freya, what's going on? How did you end up here? Didn't Andrei arrange for you to go to Kent City this morning?"
A warm hand gripped Freya's wrist, causing her muscles to tense. Freya knew this was her body's instinctive reaction to Howard Bailey.
"I was attacked on the way; it was Saladin's soldiers!" Freya calmly pulled her hand away from Howard Bailey's grasp.
"What!? Are you serious?"
Howard Bailey looked shocked by Freya's words, his expression turning serious.
"Yes!" Freya nodded firmly. "I recognized some accents from Saladin's side, and their behavior definitely indicated they were soldiers."
Howard Bailey stared at Freya thoughtfully, as if trying to verify the truth of her statement. Then he waved his hand and loudly commanded the soldiers behind him.
"Prepare the horses! Escort Sister Freya back to the castle as quickly as possible!"
One soldier quickly turned his horse around to prepare a carriage.
Howard Bailey looked at the fourteen-year-old girl with a somber expression, his voice hoarse and grave.
"If it really is Saladin's people, we might have trouble. I still need to guard the iron mine here to prevent Berta's soldiers from taking advantage of the situation. You need to return quickly and inform Andrei about this."
This matter was explosive not only for Green Castle but also for the Byron Empire. If mishandled, it could even lead to the destruction of the nation.
Seeing Howard Bailey's serious demeanor, Freya nodded. Regardless of how things developed next, the most important thing was to inform the high-ranking officials of the Byron Empire about this situation.
Soon, a sturdy carriage pulled by four Black Warhorses quickly approached.
Without much conversation, Freya hurriedly jumped onto the carriage, dragging the exhausted Eli with her. After greeting Howard Bailey, they swiftly disappeared down the road.
The carriage, being pulled by four warhorses, was almost as fast as a single rider. Just half an hour later, they finally arrived at Green Castle.
Freya casually handed Eli over to the castle's physician and then inquired with a servant about the Baron's current location before heading directly there.
In the second-floor study of the Baron.
With hurried footsteps, Freya, whose clothes were tattered from being scratched by branches and underbrush in the forest, rushed to the door of the study and lightly knocked.
"Father, it's me."
"Come in!" The Baron's deep voice came from inside.
Freya pushed open the door to find the Baron, dressed in a red robe, sitting at his desk under candlelight, holding a Feather Pen as if he had just been writing something.
Upon seeing Freya's disheveled appearance, he abruptly stood up. "What happened?"
The serious-faced man quickly walked over to Freya and began to examine her body with urgency. Once he realized she only had some minor scrapes and nothing serious, he asked, "Father, I was attacked while passing through the iron mine junction. I suspect it was Saladin's soldiers!"
Feeling the Baron's concerned gaze upon her, Freya reached into her pocket and calmly pulled out the Silver Medal she had found.
"What? Saladin!?" The Baron's expression tightened slightly as he took the medal that Freya handed him.
Through the orange-yellow candlelight, the front of the Silver Medal reflected the image of a Lion, with a line of text below it.
"Granted to Colt. Dean?" Baron frowned and softly read the inscription.
"It really is Saladin's item. Did you encounter it at the intersection of the iron mines?" Understanding the seriousness of the situation, Baron once again confirmed with Freya.
"Yes, it was on the main road not far from Berta Territory. That group of soldiers disguised themselves as bandits, seemingly trying to hide their identities. I took the opportunity to escape while Vitt was negotiating with them. Fortunately, I met a hunter in the woods, and he escorted me back to the territory," Freya fabricated in the latter part of her story.
It should be noted that she had only been an ordinary girl not long ago; if not for this, there would be no way to explain how she had become so strong in such a short time.
Moreover, in the Iron Mine Area, although Howard Bailey only saw Freya and one other person in the woods, regarding such details, Saladin's invasion was what truly mattered.
Indeed, Baron did not pay attention to Freya's later words; he stroked the medal in his hand, lost in thought.
This kind of invasion from a neighboring country could be significant, but once it involved Berta's recent movements, it filled Baron with doubts.
After carefully considering his words, Baron slowly addressed Freya.
"Freya, who else besides me should know about this?"
"Uncle Howard and Eli also know."
"Eli?" Baron looked at Freya with confusion and thought for a moment before becoming slightly serious.
"Although it may be early for you, I think you have the right to know about this. Saladin's soldiers are in Berta's territory. I suspect that the Berta clan may have already been subverted by Saladin's people... They are very likely planning to use the iron mine as a landing point for an invasion here led by Green Territory..."
Freya looked at Baron’s serious expression. Although she had already guessed some of the situation, through Baron’s narration, she fully understood the severity of the matter. The invasion was not just a simple battle between two armies; for the Green Territory, it could become a battlefield. If the people living here were to learn of the impending disaster in advance, then…
Seeing his daughter deep in thought, Baron paused before continuing.
“This matter will have a significant impact on the people of Green Territory, to the extent that it may lead to riots. Therefore, I do not want anyone else to know about this until the Empire sends troops! Do you understand?”
“…” Freya was momentarily taken aback. Suddenly, she thought of something and interjected, “Father, are you planning to keep Eli…”
Observing his daughter's expression, Baron habitually ruffled her hair, and the coldness in his eyes softened slightly.
“I won’t do anything to that maid; I will just place her under house arrest. But if she is loose-lipped…”
“I understand, I will personally tell her!” Realizing Baron’s concession, Freya quickly responded.
“Alright, you should go back and rest. Leave the rest to me,” Baron said with a smile.
“Thank you, Father.” Freya glanced gratefully at Baron before turning to leave the room.
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