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Three months ago, after Castela was captured by the commander of Karel.
Abigail drove her horse to where King Philip was. While Ema rode the horse-drawn carriage to the residence of Marquis Steven.
The distance that Abigail traveled was quite far. But this did not dampen Abigail's determination to help her master. However, he has made a blood oath with Castela. If Castela lives, she will live. And if Castela died, Abigail would follow Castela to the afterlife.
While on the way, Abigail was unrelenting to be vigilant. The attack could come from anywhere. I don't know what exactly they were after by their master. They were so eager to kill their master.
Abigail kept driving her horse until sunset. There was no word of rest before he finished his task. Two days he rode non-stop
Abigail began to enter the forest area. Where, a few more kilometers there will be a hill. And beyond those hills was a vast savanna. And it was in Sabana where King Philip and his army were.
Abigail kept on driving her horse. He has been riding two full days. Without a little rest or just to drink. Abigail continued to put up her vigilance, as her ears caught a movement between the dense trees and the thick of the night.
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Abigail pulled the reins so that the horse she rode turned sharply. An arrow stuck in one of the trees.
Abigail glanced around, with the darkness at hand, making herself have to be extra careful. One of his hands was already on the handle of his sword.
Not long after, several people appeared in black clothes and a covering on his face. With a compact movement, they attacked Abigail without leaving any blame.
These people were very strong, Abigail could realize that. Unlike the wild bandits he used to encounter, this time their movements seemed to have been trained and calculated.
Abigail drew her sword and pointed it at the one person who was about to thrust her sword from behind Abigail. The man dodged, making Abigail's movements just piercing empty air.
Then he raised his sword so that the sound of iron clashing against each other could be heard clearly in the ears. Abigail managed to resist the void sword wounding her body. Then with all his might he threw out the sword, making the man take a few steps back.
Abigail watched how they moved. There were only five people, but their strength could not be underestimated. Moreover, Abigail was only alone with a position of running out of power due to relentless horse riding.
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A sword incision from one of the men in black managed to scratch Abigail's chest. Making fresh blood seep from behind his clothes. Abigail saw the incision wound, fortunately she managed to avoid it so that the wound was not too deep.
Abigail then raised her sword and struck a relentless attack at the figure that had injured her earlier. Although initially difficult, but in the end Abigail managed to stab the man's stomach. And when the man let his guard down, Abigail immediately threw a powerful enough kick, so that the man slammed into the air and ended up hitting the tree trunk very hard.
The sound of a broken bone made the corner of Abigail's lips lift. The man collapsed with a torn stomach. There are four more people left. Abigail had to finish this fight as soon as possible. He did not want to waste time, because now his old life is betting with time.
The remaining four men looked unhappy. In their eyes was a flash of anger. They attacked Abigail with a slightly uncontrolled movement and seemed blind. It was used by Abigail to attack two people who seemed to be unable to control their emotions.
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Blood poured out profusely as Abigail's sword eyes managed to slash the necks of the two men earlier. They were immediately sprawled on the ground with blood still flowing like a waterfall.
Abigail really looks messy. Blood everywhere soaked his face up to his body. But again Abigail remembered Castela. It doesn't matter if he dies, but wait until later, after he successfully faces King Philip.
Abigail got up from her seat, no matter her already numb body. With his remaining strength, he charged all out at the two remaining people.
Additional injuries were reported to Abigail in her body. Because the difference in strength made Abigail a little slower. But he kept trying, so that a few hours had passed, finally Abigail was able to finish this fight.
Abigail pulled out her sword from the neck of the man who was able to match Abigail to the end. He no longer cared about his body. With his remaining energy, he climbed up his horse and spurred it on tightly.
The night air pierced Abigail's skin. All the pain he endured to get to it quickly, although the blood in some of the wounds he got was unceasingly coming out.
Abigail knew who was behind the attack. Commander Karel, even he knew that from the beginning he had been followed. The man will not let him meet the King. Or his entire plan to get rid of his master through the hands of prince Morgan would be futile.
Abigail continued to climb a fairly steep hill. The speed of his horse did not decrease in the slightest even though he was injured. In fact, it grew even faster when Abigail saw the tents where King Philip had taken shelter.
The smile on his lips instantly rose. With the morning sun beginning to appear, Abigail descended the hills and headed straight for King Philip's camp.
The soldiers standing guard immediately pointed their weapons at the sight of Abigail descending from the horse. Without further ado, he immediately told the soldier to deliver it to King Philip.
But the vigilance that exists, makes a little fight happen. With strength still remaining, Abigail placed her blood-soaked sword right on the neck of one of the commanders of King Philip's army.
Finally they surrendered, and gave instructions not to attack Abigail again. With the sword still on the commander's neck, he brought Abigail up in front of King Philip's tent.
"YOUR MAJESTY! CAN YOU COME OUT? PLEASE, YOUR HIGHNESS SERVANT!! THE EMPRESS IS IN DANGER! YOUR MAJESTY!"
Abigail kowtowed in front of the tent while pleading for mercy from King Philip. King Philip who heard there was a commotion outside his tent, immediately came out in a hurry. He knew that voice, it was the voice of the shadow guard belonging to his daughter-in-law.
If the man was here, there must have been something that had happened to his son-in-law in the palace. How surprised King Philip when he saw the condition of the shadow bodyguard owned by his son-in-law was already in a very adorable condition.
He immediately approached Abigail and held the shoulder of the young man who was about to fall.
"What's going on? What's with my son-in-law?" King Philip asked with a face that strongly reflected his worries.
"Yes-Her majesty, to-long se-la-mati empress, prince ak-an obeyed the dead huku-man. To-long ya-ng muli-a, immediately kemba-li, wak-tu we ti-dak much. Before all-ya slam-bat-"
Abigail slammed into the ground. He has completed his task. I don't know what will happen after this, let them finish the end.
King Philip shouted to his soldiers to take care of Abigail. And provide a place with strict protection. Abigail, will be one of the witnesses to the crimes committed by them.
Without saying much more, King Philip immediately ordered all his soldiers to get ready. Today, he will save the life of his son-in-law, the Goddess who has been kept secret.
"Wait for my Daughter's father, I'll save you soon and avenge them." Said King Philip with a reddened face, holding back the emotions he had been enduring.
"You're so stupid Morgan! I'll beat you up myself later!" king Philip growled with both hands clenched.