Chapter 438
Elettra left a note in the mansion saying, “I’m going to Ironfang Pass to find General Osborne.”
Seeing this note, Gaia fainted on the spot.
‘She has never left home since she was a child, and Ironfang Pass is a long way off. What if something happened on the way?’
Giovanni hurried into the palace.
Kneeling in front of the King, he cried with tears streaming down his face, “Your Majesty, I only have one daughter. Ironfang Pass is extremely dangerous, what will happen to her?”
The King pondered for a moment and said to the chief royal attendant, “Give an order to the garrison general of Ironfang Pass. Let him pay attention to Michael’s team; if there is a girl surnamed Huber, take good care of her. Ensure she is safe.”
The chief royal attendant was stunned for a moment. “Shouldn’t they bring her back?”
Giovanni also looked surprised, looking at the King with incomprehension.
“Let them toss.” The King looked at the flowing clouds outside the window and suddenly smiled. “Maybe this hard rock needs a little fire to burn.”
Giovanni was lost for words.
Michael’s convoy drove out of Pidence City and headed towards Ironfang Pass.
He was wearing a black suit with a long knife hanging from his waist, and his profile was as cold and hard as a sculpture in the morning light.
The escorts followed behind with the grain carts, the wheels grinding over the bluestone road, making a dull sound.
As the convoy approached the dense forest in the suburbs, Michael suddenly reined in his horse.
He listened carefully. Besides the sound of the wind, there was a very faint sound of footsteps in the forest, following not too far away.
“Something’s up.” He barked, dismounted, and his long saber was drawn with a whoosh, its cold light directly threatening the trees behind.
Michael shouted. “Who’s there? Get out!”
The figure behind the tree stumbled out.
The brim of the hat slipped, revealing a panicked face.
It was Elettra in disguise.
She was wearing ill-fitting men’s clothing, her hair plastered haphazardly on her cheeks.
Seeing the knife in Michael’s hand, she shrank back in fright, but her eyes revealed a stubbornness.
The blade of the long knife was only an inch away from her neck, and the cold touch made Elettra shiver.
When Michael saw it was her, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the hand holding the knife shook violently. “Ms. Huber, why are you here?”
“I…” Elettra just wanted to speak, but he interrupted her sternly.
“Who told you to come?” Michael put away the knife, his face frosty. “This is the road to Ironfang Pass, where bandits are rampant. How can a girl like you follow our convoy?”
“I’m not a girl, I’m here to join the army!” Elettra stuck her neck out and took out a small dagger from her bag, clumsily protecting it in front of her chest, “I want to go to Ironfang Pass with you.”
Michael’s brows furrowed into a knot, looking at her like this, both angry and anxious. “Nonsense, go back immediately!”
“I’m not going back!” Elettra’s tears fell, but she bit her lip tightly. “I know you don’t want to marry me, but I didn’t force you.
“I just want to see the ice ridge you mentioned, is that okay?”
“No!” Michael’s tone was decisive. “The military camp is not a boudoir, and swords have no eyes. It’s not suitable for a woman like you to go to that kind of place.”
“Then marry me!” Elettra suddenly raised her voice, her eyes were red. “If you marry me, I will be the general’s wife, and it is justified to follow you!”
Michael was speechless at her straightforward words, and his ears instantly turned red.
He turned his face away, his voice as hard as rock. “I won’t get married, so you don’t need to fall for me.”
He turned to his guards and said, “Find a carriage and send Ms. Huber back to Pidence City, and deliver her to Mr. Huber’s hands.”
“I’m not going back!” Elettra suddenly pulled out a dagger and held it against her neck.
The sharp blade instantly cut a bloody mark. “If you dare to send me away, I’ll die in front of you!”
Michael’s pupils shrank, and he subconsciously reached out to grab the dagger. “Are you crazy?”
“I’m not crazy!” Elettra took half a step back, tears blurring her vision. “My father said that if you like someone, you have to chase them, even if it means being crushed to pieces.
“Michael, I know you have concerns, but I’m not afraid of hardship or death, I just want to be with you!”
Sunlight shone on her face through the gaps in the leaves.
Tear stains mixed with blood beads, like a flower that has been ravaged by wind and rain but is still stubborn.
Michael looked at the glaring red, and suddenly felt as if something was clutching his heart, aching and tight.
He had seen that look before.
It was a pity that it was gone later.
“Put down the dagger.” Michael’s voice softened a little, with a helpless compromise. “I won’t send you back, okay?”
Elettra’s eyes burst into light in an instant, but she still clenched the dagger tightly. “Really?”
“Really.” Michael rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little annoyed. “But you have to be obedient and not make trouble. When we get to Ironfang Pass, I will find a chance to send you back to Pidence City.”
Only then did Elettra put away the dagger and carefully press the wound on her neck with a handkerchief, with a triumphant smile on her face.
The sunlight fell on her dust-covered nose, giving her an indescribable sense of vitality.
Michael looked at her like this, and suddenly felt an even worse headache.
He turned over and got on his horse, and said to his personal soldiers, “Find an empty carriage for this little guy.”
The mountain road of Ironfang Pass was rugged. Elettra curled up in the corner of the grain cart, listening to Michael’s instructions outside, and secretly lifted a corner of the curtain.
The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, and the long knife at his waist gleamed in the afterglow.
She felt very relieved.
Michael seemed to notice her gaze and looked back.
His eyes were still cold, but he didn’t scold her again.
He turned his horse and said to his guards in a low voice, “There is a forest ahead, we will camp there tonight. Remember to make more fires, it will be cold at night.”
The night wind passed through the forest, carrying the cold air of the mountain stream.
Elettra wrapped the cloak that Michael threw to her, sat by the fire, and watched him wipe his long knife.
“General Osborne,” she suddenly said, “Why don’t you want to get married?”
Michael’s movements paused, the tip of the knife gleaming coldly in the firelight. “I may die in battle at any time, and I don’t want anyone to waste time on me.”
“I don’t mind.” Elettra’s voice was soft, but it was like a needle, piercing his hard shell. “My father said that being able to die with the person you love is also a blessing.”
Michael suddenly raised his head, looking at the seriousness in her eyes, and only felt that the outer shell of his heart suddenly cracked open.
It was as if something warm was pouring in.
He turned his face away, inserted the long knife into the scabbard, and said in a muffled voice, “Go to sleep.”
Elettra smiled and added a piece of firewood to the fire, “Alright.”
She followed behind Michael like a tail.
Michael stopped and looked at her with a frown. “Why are you following me?”
“I’m afraid of the cold and wild animals. I’m only afraid when I’m by your side.” Elettra’s eyes were bright, and she leaned closer to Michael when she spoke.
She looked timid and fearful.