The heavy wooden door with gilded patterns slowly opened, the air began to flow, and a low roar penetrated the eardrums, as if there was an ancient country behind the door that was opening its doors to visitors.
The light outside the hall gradually became brighter, and a girl with an angry face stood behind the door.
The half-elf princess wore a silver-white princess dress with a ruffled skirt that hung down to the smooth marble floor. She held her head high, her soft silver curly hair falling along her shoulders, and her hands folded on the lining of her skirt.
Go up, stand there coldly, watching a few people slowly walking out of the darkness——
The deep marble sets off such beauty, like a lily blooming in the darkness.
"Your Highness the Princess." A surprised smile appeared on the gloomy face of Marquis Klug, who was walking at the front. This important minister who had been serving the Corcovado family since the Glam era put his hand under his ribs and deeply
Bowed.
He raised his head, his lips were slightly raised, and his thin face always seemed to have a sarcastic smile.
"You're welcome, Lord Marquis," the girl asked coldly without even looking at the old fox, looking straight ahead: "Is your father in there?"
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, Princess. Your Majesty is currently receiving Madara's ambassador, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for the time being." Kluge replied with a slight smile.
A trace of worry flashed across the brows of the eldest daughter of the King of Eruin, but she quickly returned to normal.
"Then I will wait here," she replied with her head raised: "It is late at night, and Madara's ambassador will not stay long."
"Your Highness, please take care of yourself -" Marquis Kluge glanced at the pride of the royal family, his eyes showed appreciation, but he still smiled superficially.
"Thank you for your concern."
"Then I will take my leave, old minister."
"please."
The girl remained motionless with her pale silver eyes, watching these people leave indifferently. However, when Marquis Kluge, who was wearing a purple and gold minister's uniform, passed by, the eldest daughter of the King of Eruin suddenly spoke again.
: "Sir Klug, you are playing with fire and burning yourself so that you can do it for yourself——"
Marquis Kluge was slightly startled. The princess said this with a serious warning. The trusted minister of Auberge VII stopped in his tracks, thought of something, and showed a gloomy smile on his face.
meaning.
"Your Highness, what are you talking about?" he asked.
"You know what I say. I can't stop what happened in Braggs City and Fort Kurco, but don't forget whose side the Temple of Fire is on in Eruin." The princess said coldly.
replied.
Kluge's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. This old fox was so deep in the city. He took a deep breath and replied with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, for reminding me."
Neither party seemed willing to talk any more. After a moment of confusion, Marquis Kluge and his party left in a hurry.
However, a young man behind the Marquis asked: "My Lord Marquis, what does she mean?"
"This royal flower cannot be underestimated, Wilma." Marquis Kluge replied with a sullen face: "Although we are in great shape now, she is not idle at all. Judging from the news coming from outside the government and the public.
, Her Royal Highness the Princess is raising money through the hands of the Havel Church. Although I don’t know what she wants to do, she will definitely take some action.”
Marquis Kluge looked back at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling arched window of the corridor, and said: "Today, she is here to remind us. But the fact that she can do this shows that our princess still has some scruples——"
"It's a rat-proof weapon."
He sighed and wiped the ring on his glove. On the dark ring tray, an ouroboros coiled there as if it had come alive, with a faint bronze light reflecting off the edge.
Everyone was silent.
The half-elf princess watched Marquis Kluge and his entourage leave without saying a word. When she turned back, she happened to see Sir Berninger in a light golden robe walking out of the shadows behind a pillar in the hall.
"How is it?" The girl waited for him to approach and asked immediately.
The young man shook his head with a grimace: "No, Your Highness. I still haven't seen Your Majesty."
The girl's face became calm.
"your Highness?"
"Tonight, I am going back to my territory. You take Hazel with me." The girl stared ahead and replied calmly: "Be careful and don't attract the attention of those people."
"Your Highness, can't we think of any other way?" Berninger asked with a bitter look on his face. He is the youngest son of Duke Sifah and has an extremely prominent status. But since he met Princess Griffiin a year ago,
After that, he was so shocked that he surrendered to the charm of this half-elf princess and was willing to serve her.
Logically speaking, Berninger's stay in the royal capital had already exceeded the expectations of a traveling young nobleman. His father urged him to return home and inherit the territory one after another, but the young man still lingered here.
Anyone with a discerning eye in Sakon knows that the person who holds this young man's heart is just the eldest princess of the Eruin royal family.
Princess Griffith just turned sixteen in July, which was the age when the royal family discussed marriage. But Obergu VII loved her very much and would rather have her stay with his father for two years - not to mention Ober
Ancient VII also understood that his youngest son Hazel was weak by nature and indeed needed help from his sister.
But this is actually a good thing for Berninger, because he knows in his heart that there is no possibility for him and this princess. If she stays with Obergu for one more day, he can stay here for one more day.
Of course, he was not without self-pity. If he were the eldest son of Duke Sifah instead of the youngest son, it would probably be a different story.
But at this moment, the girl's words made his heart pound: Her Royal Highness the Princess said that she wanted to return to her own territory, which was probably a huge turning point. In the history of Eruin, there were not many direct members of the royal family returning to their own territory.
, but every time, something extraordinary happens.
Berninger looked at the princess, with both expectations and fears about the unknown future in his heart, so he seemed hesitant. He felt that their move might cause more than just a storm in Eruin.
matter.
Under the dim candlelight, the firm gaze of the sixteen-year-old Princess Eruin was contrasted with the hesitant expression of the young man, and the hall was silent for a moment.
"What are you worried about, Berninger?"
"I have some worries, Your Majesty..." The young man didn't know how to express his thoughts at the moment.
In fact, since June, or specifically since the arrival of Madala's envoys, except for Prime Minister Kluge, none of the former loyal ministers of Aubergue VII have seen him again. Even he
His daughter and son were also forcibly grounded, and their activities were limited to the royal capital.
The news that Auberge VII was suspected of being under house arrest spread like wildfire, but this did not cause any reaction among the nobles. Since Auberge VII appointed Kluge as prime minister, his favor towards him has grown day by day, and Kluge
It has long been a fact known to the world that one faction dominates the government and the opposition.
However, this group of people never had contact with the local area, which won the trust of King Auberge VII. As a result, the royal party also left them alone. Besides, Kluge was indeed impeccable in governance and strategy, and was praised
Known as the greatest statesman of the Corcovado dynasty since the era of Anson XI.
Some people even compared him to Poix, the Archbishop of Havel Church in the era of Anson XI.
However, the situation took a turn for the worse after April and May of this year. Kluge seemed intent on seizing power. In addition, the Black Rose War was in full swing. For a while, Eruin's domestic political situation seemed to be a bit precarious.
But although doubts and suspicions are not only spreading among the upper echelons of the aristocracy, Overwell and Everton, the core figures of the royal party, are on their way to handle the settlement with Madara. The only remaining three giants are the most prestigious.
The Archbishop of Havel Church, Griggs, also stayed behind closed doors.
As a result, the form of the royal capital seemed to become even more obscure and dim.
But at this time, the eldest daughter of the king of Eruin asked him to return to her territory. Not to mention whether they could escape from this big cage, but this princess could not bear to leave her father behind.
The king doesn’t care?
The good relationship between Princess Griffin and her father is recognized by the world. As a close minister of the princess, Berninger knows this even more.
But the half-elf girl remained calm and replied quietly: "With my father's character, he would not agree to such a ridiculous agreement from Madara. Although I still don't understand what the purpose of that guy Kluge is, but
One thing is clear, there is nothing we can do here."
"First of all, I have to send my brother out. This is one of my responsibilities. I have to take the first step and put the interests of the royal family first - if there is anything wrong with my father, I think he will understand all this."
"Your Highness Princess..." The young man stared blankly at this half-elf girl who was a head shorter than him. It seemed that she was not sixteen years old, but an outstanding politician with mature thoughts.
Griffin glanced at him: "Don't worry, Bergning, I'm not unprepared. With the help of my mentor's connections, we can still play our own chess - don't forget that I have never believed in Ke Lu
They don't dare to risk the disdain of the world and touch my father in the slightest."
The princess suddenly stopped talking, and she happened to see the Madala envoy with a gloomy face walking out of the door.
At this moment, the living and the dead looked at each other.
Then pass by.
…
However, when the capital of Eruin was in a storm, which was the beginning of the chaos that followed, Brando, who knew this in his heart, was sitting leisurely in the 'Cross Star' bar in the White Swan District of Prague.
中. While he was inquiring about the golden wine from the bartender, he would look at the clockwork clock hanging on the wine rack every once in a while.
The hour hand is approaching twelve o'clock.
Brando didn't expect his character to be so high that he could acquire this continuous quest clue overnight and then easily complete it. He was just looking for something to kill time while waiting for someone.
And when the church bell outside rang twelve times, the door of the bar finally opened again.
Standing outside the door was a girl wearing a dark blue military uniform, with a long ponytail tied behind her head, her face slightly red, looking at him with light brown, bright eyes.
Freya seemed to be an official knight. She wore a serious ribbon and knight's girdle, a cross-handled long sword issued by the church on her waist, and a pair of polished riding boots.
She also looks like a heroic female knight.
But her concerned look clearly betrayed her. As soon as she entered the door, she glanced around, her eyes fell on Brando, she took a breath and immediately came over and asked:
