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“I left the gift in the villa’s annex. My lady shouldn’t notice it when she goes there tonight to get her horse. Let’s not tell her about this,” Frederick said.
“Yes, we should keep it from her. No need to upset her, Lily agreed.
Lily didn’t mention Amelia’s visit to Sophie, not wanting the Jaffes’ issues to affect her before her departure tonight.
Frederick brought Sebastian’s medicines to the Exquisite Pavilion and handed them to Sophie. Opening the package, she saw various medicines, including a bottle of Snowdrop Pills, which were very valuable and excellent for treating heart conditions. 1
“How much did these cost? Did you pay him?” Sophie asked.
“He didn’t accept any payment. He just told me to take them.”
Sophie nodded. “Alright, I’ll hold onto these for now and pay him back when I return.”
She opened another bundle, which contained some pastries and travel provisions.
“It looks like it’s going to snow. If you get caught in a snowstorm and can’t find an inn, these will come in handy,” Frederick said.
“Thank you,” Sophie said softly.
Frederick turned away slightly. “Have you finished packing?”
“I’ve packed everything.” Sophie said, placing all the tems into her bulging bundle. She smiled, but her eyes glistened with emotion. “Frederick, I’ll be relying on you and the maids to take care of everything while I’m gone.”
“Don’t worry about anything here. Just come back safely,” Frederick replied.
He didn’t know where Sophie was going, but he was deeply concerned, especially seeing the amount of medical supplies Sebastian had given Sophie.
Sophie looked at him with slightly reddened eyes. “Fredrick, what weapon did my father favor?”
“A guisarme!” Frederick’s eyes lit up as he remembered Hector practicing with the glaive in the snow. His movements were swift and powerful, and they left an unforgettable impression. “When you went to the Pathfinders Guild, the Duke of Northwatch gave you a spear with a red ribbon, right? You could barely hold it back then,” he added, reminiscing.
Sophie went to the weapons room, and retrieved the gleaming silver spear with its striking red ribbon. The silver spearhead and the red ropes tied at the junction of the spearhead and shaft were dazzling.
Her father had named it the Rose Spear because it was both sharp and beautifully adorned with rose carvings. Hidden within the roses were mechanisms that released small arrows when pressed. The red ribbon swayed with the spear’s movements, making it a weapon that struck fear into her enemies’ hearts. With a single thrust, the Rose Spear produced a resonating hum in the air. Sophie leaped into the air, caught the spear, and spun it around. The fallen leaves on the ground were swept into a corner.
With another thrust, the piled leaves scattered like they were blown by a northern wind. As she moved through the whirling leaves, her spear stirred up dust wherever it went.
One sweep, and the ground was covered in leaves.
Two sweeps, and pebbles flew into the air.
Three sweeps, and a fierce wind followed her movements.
Dressed in her white robes, Sophie moved as fast as lightning. If not for the red ribbon on her spear, I would have been impossible to track her movements.
Even if one could, the unpredictable nature of her spear made it impossible to anticipate where the spearhead would strike next!
Sophie practiced for half an hour, her legs extending gracefully in the air as she nimbly spun several times. Using her inner force, she struck with her spear, and a stone shattered into dust.
Frederick was amazed, and he stepped forward to inspect the scene. Every fallen leaf on the ground had a hole pierced through it, without exception.
Frederick was overjoyed. “My lady, your spear skills are even better than those of the young generals. You’re almost as good as the duke.”
Sophie held the spear in her hand, feeling it fit perfectly. Her forehead was dotted with sweat, and her face was flushed. After a month of intense practice, she had finally regained the level she had when she first left the mountain.
“I’ll take the Rose Spear with me on this journey.”
Reinforcements would come, but they might be too late. She needed to gather the Pathfinders Guild and some old friends to head to the battlefield, and help the Hell Monarch hold the line until the reinforcements arrived..
The Hell Monarch was currently fighting Sandoria at the Southern Frontier. He would know Sandoria’s movements, but Starhaven spies couldn’t penetrate deep into Sandoria. That made it hard for the Hell Monarch to adjust his tactics quickly with his limited forces.
Snow began to fall, the light flakes resting on the branches. It was already past noon, and the sky was a blanket of white.
The beautiful snowfall went unnoticed by Sophie, who was busy planning how to reach the Southern Frontier as quickly as possible. Her chestnut hors could travel a thousand miles a day, but realistically, five hundred miles a day was more accurate.
She couldn’t travel nonstop, and had to allow her horse time to rest. She estimated it would take five days to reach the Southern Frontier, but that was a conservative estimate. If her horse was fast, she could make it in four days.
Sophie held the Rose Spear, and went inside. Snow brought her hot tea, which she sipped on before instructing, “Tell Lulu to bring in my pigeon cage and prepare the writing materials.”
During her eight years at the Pathfinders Guild, she had been reckless at first. She had run around the mountains every day until she was pinned down and beaten, unable to fight back. That was when she started practicing diligently.
By the time she was thirteen, she had exceptional talent and almost no rivals in the guild except for her master and the elders.
The Pathfinders Guild was in Meadow Ridge, and many other guilds surrounded it within a hundred miles. After challenging her seniors, she felt invincible and started challenging other guilds, making many enemies. But in her youthful arrogance and loyalty, many of those she had offended eventually became her friends.
Sophie wrote a few letters, each with the same message: [Urgent! Head to the Southern Frontier battlefield!]
She tied the notes to the pigeons’ legs, and released them all.
With that task done, she planned to bathe and rest before setting off that night. Just as she was about to lie down, Lily came in for a report.
“My lady, Madam Charlotte is here with Madam Amella. Madam Amelia already came earlier today, but I turned her away. I didn’t expect her to return with Madam Charlotte.”
If it were anyone else, Lily wouldn’t have bothered to report it. However, Charlotte had always stood up for Sophie and even spoke out against Rebecca’s actions. When the people in Northwatch Estate were massacred six months ago, Charlotte helped arrange the funeral.
Lily felt it was appropriate to inform Sophie, and let her decide whether to meet them.
“Invite them in and lead them to the sunroom. I’ll be there shortly,” Sophie said.
The Northwatch Estate sunroom was in the front courtyard’s side hall. Besides the rear courtyard, this was the only place where the floors were warm.
In the sunroom, Amelia looked anxious. She frequently glanced around and muttered, “Why isn’t she here yet?”
Charlotte, meanwhile, was sitting calmly on a chair. She had removed her white fox fur scarf and set aside her hand warmer due to the room’s warmth.
Hearing Amelia’s incessant muttering, Charlotte frowned. “This is Northwatch Estate. The front and back courtyards are far apart. Do you think it’s like the Valor Estate, where a few steps take you everywhere?” Amelia was embarrassed. “I’m just worried. Mom has been in pain all day.”
Charlotte snorted. “I can’t believe she’s shameless enough to send you here.”
“But Aunt Charlotte, aren’t you also here? Aren’t we the same?” Amelia retorted.
“The same? How so?” Charlotte said coldly.