Queen Lifa Becomes A New Year’s Gift?!

On the border.

The patrol team slowly moved forward.

Suddenly, a few screams came from behind them. Though faint, the screams still caused quite the commotion in the silent snow field.

That immediately caught the attention of the entire team. The formed groups of three to conduct a thorough search.

Although the wind and snow obstructed their senses, they were all experienced searchers. Basically, none of the inexperienced recruits had lived past the previous month.

After twenty minutes of careful search, they finally found their target.

On the snowy ground, ten corpses were messily scattered around. Their blood was no longer warm. The ground was covered with messy footprints. There appeared to have been an intense battle here.

The patrol team spread the corpses and tore off their shirts.

There was a strange tattoo on the chest of each of the cold corpses. It looked somewhat like a bat.

Although the border patrol had all gained some experiences after fighting with the assassination unit for all these days, they had not reached a point where they could exterminate these rats in their nests before the rats had even made a move.

After a second search, they finally found some clues.

One of the assassin captains was holding a piece of torn cloth in his hand. On the white cloth was an emblem of fire and lightning.

Seeing the piece of cloth, they all fell into deep thought.

At the same time, similar things were happening on other patrol routes.

In just one night, Rennes' Sharp Blade Unit had lost close to 100 people.

The next day, at dawn.

Hundreds of bodies had been found on the patrol routes. The border patrol soldiers in the camp had divided the corpses into two groups.

One group consisted of the members of the assassination unit that had a strange bat tattoo on their chests.

The other group consisted of young men that wore white capes with an emblem of fire and lightning on them.

Seeing the bodies, some of the soldiers were angry, some simply sighed, but most were surprised.

In front of the caped corpses, the commander-in-chief of the border camp, Neo, silently prayed for the dead young men.

Of all the people present, only he knew what was going on.

He recalled that not long ago, perhaps just a few months ago, these young men were still chatting and laughing with their classmates on campus, living happily like kids.

However, for the sake of the Noah Kingdom, they made a choice. Then, they traveled thousands of miles to the border to fight against these ruthless and sinister assassins, sacrificing their precious lives.

Being a soldier himself, Neo's eyes instantly turned red. He sincerely expressed his respect for these brave warriors.

In the coming week, the situation continued. The death count on both sides continued to increase. The number of caped corpses gradually increased to more than 500, while the number of corpses of the men in black clothes also reached nearly 150. The soldiers of the border camp suffered the least casualties.

Now that things had developed to this point, the soldiers all understood that the people in white cape were soldiers from the kingdom too. In other words, they were comrades-in-arms.

The number people in the assassination unit was not that large to begin with, and it had now been reduced by more than half.

This caused quite a stir within the Cinda Kingdom. It must be known that the soldiers in the assassination units were all specifically selected talents from all over the kingdom.

At this point, the king of the Cinda Kingdom had alsorealized that this was a counterattack from the Noah Kingdom. In order to prevent the assassination unit that he had painstakingly built from being completely annihilated, he could only recall them for now.

Finally, the New Year arrived.

The kingdom's border also welcomed in a temporary peace.

When the people of the kingdom's capital ignited clusters of flames in every corner, this signified that there was still one day left until New Year's Day.

Tomorrow was New Year's Day!

In stark contrast to the joyous atmosphere on the streets of the capital, the training ground in the outskirts of the capital was deadly silent.

The mission that Rennes had given them had come to an end!

The remaining members of the unit had all returned to the capital. 1,000 people had participating in the battle, but only 475 people were left.

522 people had died, and 3 had deserted.

This was the second time that Rennes had stood on the high platform in the training ground.

Looking down at the soldiers who now possessed a trace of killing intent having returned from a battle of life and death, Rennes was happy for them from the bottom of his heart.

Peace would only give birth to mediocrity. Only situations of life and death could train one to become outstanding as quickly as possible.

Seeing the sharp eyes these soldiers possessed, Rennes felt very satisfied.

Now, these people had basically met his requirements. Next, they would begin training in magic.

He would try to help them advance to the Grandmage realm by the end of next summer.

Almost all of them had been wounded in action, but their faces were filled with pride.

However, in the depths of their eyes, there was some grief. They were sad about the death of their comrades.

They stood in formation, waiting quietly for Rennes' instruction.

"Are you afraid?"

Rennes' voice was not loud, but because it was buffed by magic, it became explosive.

The soldiers heard it clearly, and they were instantly shaken.

Everyone was stunned for a second, and then without hesitation, they collectively shouted, "We're not afraid!"

"Very good. Now, you can be considered real sharp blades. Only after experiencing the battlefield and the baptism of blood can you be reborn anew."

Rennes paused slightly. For an army to be truly invincible, they must be given a soul so that everyone could have a common faith.

Next, it was time to mold their faith!

Rennes raised his voice several times louder and said, "Now, everyone, be silent. Recite the Noah Declaration after me.

I hereby solemnly swear.

From now on, I shall follow the night.

For glory.

Glory is my will.

For Peace.

Peace is my hope.

...

Never Back off!

Forward!"

The long oath came to an end. After that, the atmosphere was silent.

The scene was filled with a sense of ceremony.

No one had noticed a noble carriage stopping at the gate of the training ground.

A person slowly climbed down from the carriage. It was Queen Lifa.

Tomorrow was New Year's Day. Lifa wanted to invite Rennes to the palace for a dinner.

But Rennes' maid told her that Rennes was not home.

Therefore, she came straight to the training ground on the outskirts of the city.

She never expected to encounter such a solemn scene the moment she arrived.

Hearing the words of the Noah Declaration, Lifa felt her blood boil even though she was a woman.

She waited quietly at the gate.

Finally, after the ceremony was over, Rennes came down from the high platform, and Lifa went over to greet him.

Lifa actually had not just come for the purpose of inviting him to dinner.

She also had a secret.

A young maid at Rennes' place had wrapped herself up as a present and had secretly pleaded with Lifa to help her present the gift to Rennes.