Brando had always taken Veronica's instructions to heart. He nodded solemnly to the latter, and then nodded to Princess Gloria beside him.○
The latter looked at him, also silently. She had lived in seclusion in Butchi for decades. It could be said that she had watched Roman, Freya and Brando grow up. Although she was not the parent of these three children, she still felt in her heart.
The feelings are not inferior at all.
Now that the children have grown up, they have their own choices for their future.
"Brando, don't show off." But in the end he couldn't help but remind him: "You don't understand how important you are to this world."
Brando did not answer. The answer only weakened his determination. He turned around and looked at Qian behind him. He was about to say something, but unexpectedly the latter took the initiative and said:
"I'll wait for you in Tonigel, Lord."
Brando couldn't help being stunned. He probably never thought that the mountain girl who had always relied on him so much would say such a thing. He originally thought it would take a lot of effort to get her to stay.
It's not that he doesn't want to take Qian and others with him, but because he really doesn't have any confidence in his heart. The black moon is falling and wolves are roaming the world. No matter how you look at it, these are signs before dusk falls, and the meteorites in the sky will fall to the ground soon.
Who can say well what will happen?
He still has his unyielding will, but he cannot guarantee the safety of Medisa and the others. Therefore, this time, he does not even intend to take the planeswalker creature with him, and instead entrusts Princess Gloria to teleport them to a safe place.
Place to go.
He had long thought about going to the outer city alone.
Qian looked up at her lord: "Miss Roman needs your help. I don't want to be a burden to you, sir. One day I will definitely fight side by side with you."
Brando couldn't help but smile with relief. After so many events, the mountain girl finally grew up in his eyes. She could finally see her own heart clearly and firmly hold her destiny in her own hands.
Already.
"Yes, you were once the strongest warrior in the Fir Territory. Have you forgotten, Qian? I believe it will be the same in the future. You are the Azure Knight. No worse than anyone else. Maybe next time I see you
By then, you have already lived up to this legendary name."
Akane let out a soft 'hmm', and lowered her eyelids slightly, her heart filled with happiness.
Brando took another look at everyone in the courtyard, then turned and walked out of the White Rose Garden. When he passed through the main gate, he heard someone calling his name from behind.
"Your Excellency Brando, Lord Earl!"
The voice yelled from afar.
"I am Henriette. Braddette is my grandfather. He was once beaten to pieces by your grandfather! You may not remember this name, but it doesn't matter. I want to challenge you. You remember you."
Henriette still needs a duel!"
Conrad grabbed his friend tightly, stared at him and said: "You are crazy!"
Henriette looked at Brando's back disappearing into the darkness with some pity, shook his head and said: "Of course I'm not crazy, it's a pity. I still want to make friends with him."
"Then you still challenge him?" Conrad was so surprised that he almost forgot about the scene of doomsday coming from the sky.
"Is there any contradiction between this?" Henriette replied very proudly: "Challenging the Earl is to safeguard the honor of my family. Regardless of victory or defeat, as a descendant of my grandfather, I must
I have to set an example. But I admire the Earl in my heart and am willing to form a friendship with the Earl. This is my private matter and there is nothing wrong with it. Even if I die in the hands of the Earl, it will only prove that I have learned from the Earl.
It’s just a lack of skill.”
After a pause, the young man said matter-of-factly: "Besides, did you hear what Lady Veronica and the others said? Her Majesty the Queen gave the Supreme Ring to the Count. She will establish a good relationship with the future Emperor.
, isn’t this a sure-fire way to make money without losing money?”
"No," Conrad shook his head: "I think the key to the problem is that you want to duel with His Majesty the Emperor."
"Then I will do it before he ascends the throne."
The question is, can this Earl really ascend the throne? So Conrad couldn't help but fell into deep thinking for a while.
…
Freya felt as if she had had a strange dream.
The pale full moon, the dark night sky, and the shadowy black pine forest in the distance. The moonlight illuminated everything clearly. There was a wooden and stone farmhouse that was very common in the Butch countryside, with a barn and a stable next to it.
, the fields in the distance seem to be shrouded in a layer of silver, with pieces of barley swaying slightly in the night breeze. This is the most common scene in the countryside of Butchi in late summer.
But she vaguely felt that she had seen a similar scene before, and it was not in a dream. The fragments of this memory lingered in her mind, but they couldn't get rid of it. She thought about it repeatedly, but she could only draw some trivial conclusions.
.
It makes absolutely no sense.
But she knew she was dreaming.
She stood in the yard, with the road leading to the forest behind her and the open door of the farmhouse in front of her. Regarding this place, she remembered that before Roman and her aunt moved to the hill where Brando's old house was located,
Just live here.
This place should be behind a small forest outside the village, next to a field, and the black pine forest behind her also confirmed her guess.
But what she didn't understand was how she could return to this place in her dream.
I seem to have only a few impressions of this place when I was very young. I only remember that there seemed to be a fire here, and then Roman and her aunt moved further away from the village.
But something strange is that most of the old people in the village have no memory of this fire, and others are vague when talking about it. It is not that they are deliberately hiding anything, but it seems that their memories are too long ago and too vague.
.
But people said afterwards: Martha bless you, luckily no one was hurt.
Freya stood in this scene with some curiosity. The memories about Butcher and her childhood seemed to have happened a long time ago. Although she often recalled her aunt's family in her dreams, she recalled that scene.
A brutal war.
But she didn't expect that the day before her departure, she would dream back to her childhood and come to Roman and her aunt's first home.
This dream is still so clear.
There was a slight feeling in her heart, and she couldn't restrain her steps and walked into the farmhouse. She couldn't help but wonder what she would see? Would she see little Roman and Aunt Jenny at that time?
She suddenly remembered that she had not seen Aunt Jenny for a long time since the fall of Butchi.
Although people in the village don't like Roman and her aunt very much, she has an inexplicable affection for Aunt Jenny. It seems that the same is true for Brando. In the village, they are the only three children with whom
Aunt Jenny has the best relationship.
Unfortunately, Brando often only comes to the village every summer, and after winter, he will go back to Prague.
Before the fall of Butchi, she had never been to Prague and had only heard of the city from descriptions by Brando and others.
Freya herself did not expect that one day she would go to so many places. She came to Tonigel, which is so far away from Butchi, but the nostalgia for her hometown in her heart never stopped for a moment.
With such strange thoughts in mind, she walked gently into the house.
Then she froze.
The house was in a mess, with broken cabinets, overturned tables, chairs, collapsed stairs, and even a wall collapsed. All kinds of utensils were scattered on the floor.
Then there was blood, dazzling blood. The moonlight flowed into the house along the holes, making everything bright, and the bright red blood quietly reflected on the walls, the floor, everywhere.
She saw two corpses with pale skin. One of them was even torn in half, with internal organs scattered on the floor. The other fell on the bed, with a big hole in the back where the heart was.
Freya trembled. She swore that she had never seen the owners of these two corpses, nor had she seen a similar scene, but she felt vaguely familiar in her heart. It was as if all this had really happened.
She looked around uneasily, and a low sobbing sound came into her ears. The sound was full of uneasiness and fear, as if it was heartbreakingly helpless.
"Roman?"
She recognized the voice immediately, turned around subconsciously, and saw a small figure standing there, sobbing softly.
That was the Roman she remembered at that time, only seven or eight years old, but he was already vaguely there.
Freya suddenly remembered that in her memory, Roman had never cried so sadly. The only time she saw her cry was when the two of them got lost in the dark forest.
She remembered that time she lost her footing and rolled into a mountain stream. The scars left on her back are still there. In the end, Roman carried her out of the forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
She still remembered that the two of them swore that they would never be weak or afraid in the future, and that they would never cry again. Although it was just a child's oath, Roman seemed to have really kept his promise after that, and he never cried again.
On the other hand, she had been crying all the time since she was a child. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but blush slightly. When participating in militia training, she didn't know how many times she shed tears in private because of her unsatisfactory results.
But Freya woke up immediately. She didn't quite understand what the dream in front of her was about. Was it just a simple nightmare? Or did it indicate something?
Witches are superstitious about the power of dreams. Although Freya is not a witch, at this moment she felt that she was so awake that it was not like she was in a dream.
She walked over, gently hugged little Roman who was crying heartbroken, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"I...I killed father and mother, Freya."
"What did you say?" Freya was stunned: "Where did your father and mother come from? Haven't you always lived with your aunt?"
"I...I don't know, wuwuwu, what should I do? My father drank and wanted to hit my mother. I, I don't know what happened, wuwuwu..."
"Roman, wake up, this is just a dream, nothing like this has ever happened."
Little Roman didn't seem to hear it, and asked with sobs: "Freya, I killed my father and mother, what should I do..."
She suddenly raised her head and looked at Freya nervously: "Freya, will you tell others that they will come to kill me, right?"
"I...Roman, what are you talking about?"
"You will definitely do this, right?"
"Roman, wake up quickly, this is just a dream." Freya subconsciously pressed the other person's shoulders, trying to shake him awake. It seemed that even she had forgotten that she was just in a dream.
Just in the middle.
But as soon as her hands touched Roman's shoulders, she saw him raise his head. There were no whites or pupils in his eyes, only a dark void.
Roman looked at her indifferently: "Freya, you are a traitor."
"I, I didn't, Roman, what's wrong with you?" Freya was shocked.
"You are a traitor. Everyone has betrayed me, including you all." Roman said coldly.
"No, Roman, how could we betray you, and Brando, he will always be by your side." Freya asked cautiously: "Roman, what's wrong with your eyes?"
But Roman's little face showed a look of pain: "And Brando, Brando... Where is Brando, Brando, where are you?"
Freya was about to say something else, but she suddenly felt a pain in her heart. When she looked down, she realized that there was a bright dagger stuck there.
She raised her head almost in disbelief and looked at the little girl in her arms: "Roman...?"
"You took Brando away," Roman replied calmly: "I'm going to kill you."
"No……"
Freya almost screamed and sat up from her bed in a cold sweat. She raised her head and saw darkness all around. She was still in her room in Fir Castle.
She was stunned for a moment before she realized that she had just had a nightmare.
"Miss Freya?"
Su Xingxin's greeting voice came from outside the door.
"I'm fine," Freya replied quickly: "It was just a nightmare, haven't you fallen asleep yet?"
"I can't sleep. Miss Roman has gone to the Empire. There are too many things left behind by the Chamber of Commerce in Ampelsel. Miss Roman trusts me so much. I have to live up to her trust."
Hearing the word Roman, Freya's heart jumped again. She felt a little uneasy and subconsciously asked: "Is there any news from the lord?"
"No, miss. Ever since Captain Jutta and the others sent back the news of their return from the Evergreen Corridor, there has been no follow-up." The voice outside the door paused for a moment, then replied: "This is a normal situation, the Empire
We have long since lost control south of the Evergreen Corridor, and it is normal that no news can be sent back, but Captain Juta and the others are traveling with our fleet, so there should be no big problems on the way."
Freya wanted to say that she was actually worried about Brando and Roman, but she thought for a while and did not say it. She silently recalled the previous dream, but suddenly, she was stunned.
"That's, that's..."
Something seemed to shatter in her mind, and countless dust-laden memories were suddenly released. Freya's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but tremble and leaned on the edge of the bed.