The little girl twisted her head slightly. This was because something hard hit the edge of the back of her head, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Well, why is there such a hard thing on the head of my bed? In addition, my pillow has become a little hard... Although the height is appropriate, it is not the soft pillow that can sink its entire head deep into. The little girl thought so hazy and reached out to move the hard thing away. But her hand touched the cold steel, and the coldness made her heart shudder, and the sleepiness instantly dissipated from her mind. By the way, I am now...

She opened her eyes and found that it was not the bedroom she knew, but a dark, narrow, old wooden house. The wooden house was so small that it could not even put a bed. There was no furniture in the wooden house. It was only in the center that it was made of stones and soil and grass to form a fire pool. At this moment, the bonfire in the fire pool had been extinguished, but the embers still exuded warmth.

Last night, she fell asleep on the ground with a cloak wrapped around her cloak and slept on Ashrufate's thigh.

The little girl looked at Ash Rufate. Most of the armor parts on her body were taken off and she sat on the wall of the wooden house. He fell asleep in this position and seemed to have not woken up yet. Their luggage bags were thrown in a further corner - this was what Rotia had prepared for them before.

It was still early, and through the simple wooden door, you could see that the dawn outside was intertwined with darkness and light: there was already a trace of light, but it was still very dark. The roar of wind and rain that accompanied her sleep last night had stopped, and her body, including the clothes on Ashu Rufate beside her, had become dry under the baking of the bonfire.

The little girl sat up slowly. She immediately felt the touch of the friction between the fabric and the skin. As the posture changed, the cloak that was originally wrapped around her body fell off. Then she remembered that she had not worn anything except this cloak wrapped around her at this moment.

She almost let out a scream, but at the last moment she successfully covered her mouth. Ashu Rufate was still asleep. She did not care about the cloak, but went to the place where she baked her clothes with as small and light as possible. Fortunately, after a night of baking in the campfire, her clothes, socks and shoes were all dry. The little girl carefully paid attention to Ashu Rufate's eyes and put on the clothes as fast as possible.

Ashu Rufate's eyes were closed. Or rather, before she put on her clothes, Ashu Rufate's eyes were closed. After all the little girls were put on, a crisp sound of birds came from outside the cabin, and then Ashu Rufate suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's time to set off." He said to the little girl. It's not dawn yet, and it's still a few hours before dawn, and it's just right.

There were combs and headbands in the luggage arranged by Rotia. It must be said that men and women are really different. At least Asu Ruffatt never prepared these gadgets when he was tidying up his luggage. But at this moment, it was precisely because of this simple little prop that the little girl dressed up slightly, making her look less embarrassed than last night.

Their horse—the black and red horse—waited at the door. Unlike yesterday, the horse looked very stable and calm at this time, and did not even jump or neigh. When he was on the horse, the little girl accidentally saw the place where the horse was injured - it was the lower side of the horse's neck, and a bullet pierced the horse's neck from the oblique thorn. However, although the wound is now flesh and blood, it is not bleeding. Perhaps it was because of some method that Ash Rufate used to temporarily stop the horse's blood.

"Now we set out," said Ashu Rufate. "Go to the barracks! I believe we can arrive before morning exercises...and then...our fate determines...whether it is to regain the city of Hawks, or to disappear from this world forever!"

...

The military camp of the Guards is actually not very far from the City of Eagle Falcon. Originally, this is a unit stationed in the suburbs of the city and waiting for the king's orders at any time. The entire military camp is like a small city, but unlike the city, the army is stationed in the city, while the merchants and other personnel who provide services to the army live in the village outside the city. The total strength of the Guards is nearly 30,000, and 30,000 people will naturally have a huge demand, which makes the village next to the Legion look like a small market.

It was early in the morning, and it was time for the guards at the military camp gate to change shifts. Before the two groups of guards who had changed shifts had been handed over, they heard the heavy sound of horse hooves coming from the front. Immediately afterwards, a horse rushed towards the military camp gate - this was not the speed of normal people riding horses, but was driving the mount desperately, and the horse was coming straight towards the military camp gate.

Usually, this means emergency military information. But immediately, the guards noticed something wrong, because you could see the rider on the horse's back wearing armor from a distance. It is not a state of war now, and a messenger will never worry about being intercepted by the enemy in the middle of the journey, so it is impossible to wear armor in order to be light and fast (and to be more comfortable). This person is not a messenger.

The guards exchanged glances with each other and immediately lined up at the gate of the military camp, posing for blocking. They were not worried that the other party would rush forward, because no matter what the person who came was doing, he was just a horse after all.

"Stop! Who are you, what's going on here?"

As he shouted, the visitor slowly slowed down his horse speed, but he still rode his horse forward and stopped completely until he came to the front of the guards. The soldiers noticed that the man's armor was quite fancy. It was better to say that the ritual was based on the needs of the battle. Moreover, the man was not riding a horse alone, and there was a little girl riding a horse with him.

"Get out of the way!" shouted the stranger. "Her Majesty Luvia, Angel, and Queen Markremiz arrived!"

The Queen and the Guards looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know the Queen (of course this is normal). Even if they had seen the Queen at various public ceremonies, they did not imprint the Queen's appearance firmly in their minds. The only thing they knew was that the Queen is still just a child at the moment. However, if they immediately denied that this little girl was not a queen, they would be inaccurate. In any case, the Markremiz family has been the royal family of this country for hundreds of years. A great noble like Duke Byron may have lost their awe of the royal family, but for these ordinary soldiers, "offending the Queen" is still a big crime. For a moment, they hesitated and did not know what to do.

"Go aside!" Ashu Rufate took advantage of their hesitation and rushed forward, and rushed over among several guards.

"Then, it's on the right, and it's where the commander lives." The little girl pointed at the road - as the queen, she has been here several times, so she has a general understanding of the architectural layout here. Although General Paul is dead, the overall layout here should not change.

It was dawn, and the gate of the largest building in front was closed. It seemed that Farusa, who was the commander of the Guards, had not yet stood up.

If you want to seize the command of the Guards, the best way is to suddenly break into the door, kill the man named Falusa immediately while the other party is unprepared, and then call a gathering of other officers to control the army in the name of the queen. Although Ashurufat and Falusa are not acquainted with each other, they have no grudges in the past and have never even seen each other, this is indeed the easiest, most convenient and least troublesome way. As long as this person dies, then the power of loyalty to Byron will immediately be without a leader, which is not a problem.

Ashu Rufate jumped off the horse with the little girl when they were very close to the house. They walked forward two steps and a turbid sound came from behind. The tall horse that had brought them over just now had fallen to the ground.

To be honest, the little girl never expected the horse to die like this. Because it ran very fast just now and kept galloping at high speed all the way.

"It has exhausted all its vitality." Ashurufat said softly. "The horse was born to run... It eventually died because of galloping, and it could be considered dead... Let's go."

They came to the door, and the door was not locked, and Ashu Rufat opened it with a push. It was a moderately sized, neat and comfortable place without being luxurious. Apart from the living room, there was no other feature, and the entire layout was fully visible - the house was empty.

Oops! Ashu Rufat murmured softly. The goal is not there... the best result is impossible to achieve. Unchanged, there were no guards on duty at the door of the commander's room. He turned his head and looked around. At this time, several people who looked like orderly ran over from the side. They looked at the dead horse on the ground in surprise and the two uninvited guests.

Ashurufat rushed up quickly and grabbed a orderly man's clothes with his hands. "Where is General Farusa?" he asked loudly.

"There are...small conference rooms...conference!" The orderly soldier was frightened by Ashu Rufate's momentum. As the saying goes, every fool is bluffing. If this stranger acts sneaky, the orderly soldiers will immediately sound an alarm and even summon a patrol force to come over. But Ashu Rufate is so strong and aggressive that he looks like a big man - or at least a messenger sent by a big man.

Ashu Rufate threw away the orderly officer and walked quickly towards the conference room. He did not walk too fast or too slowly, so although the group of orderly officers were surprised and wondered about the identities of the two people, they did not make any other dangerous moves.

"Who is that person?" After Ashu Rufate walked a little further, their voices amplified a little. Normal people could no longer hear their voices at this distance, but Ashu Rufate had superhuman hearing, so he could still hear them.

"Probably... the special envoy." Someone answered.

"What kind of envoy would bring such a little girl? Could it be the general's family? That's the bodyguard?"

"If it were the general's family, then he would definitely not call the general's name so directly... nor would he be so arrogant." Another person said.

"Wait...that little girl..." another voice said. "I seem to have seen it somewhere...it seems a bit familiar..."
Chapter completed!