But only a pair of cloudy eyes remained, burning with the strongest desire to survive in the darkness. The old man tremblingly stretched out his hand, passed through the wooden fence, and grabbed his daughter's hand.
"……is this real?"
Delphiri felt the big hand like dry tree bark caressing his hand, and tears finally burst out of his eyes. The suffering he had endured every night seemed to be rewarded at this moment.
Yes, she is back.
Returned to Yanbao.
On this land where she was born and raised.
When the situation between the north and the south began to ease, she begged Her Royal Highness the Princess to give her an army so that she could regain everything that originally belonged to her. Although Antitina hoped that she could wait until Brando came back, how could her father wait until that moment?
Fortunately, the staff lady agreed to her request, and when she returned to the North, the eldest son of the king also gave her the help he could. Whether it was all of this or the fleet behind her, Delphiri understood that,
All this is because of the goodwill of the Earl.
Perhaps that fateful encounter in Ampelsel was the turning point for all of this.
Lady Martha never gave up on her, even if she fell into the embrace of darkness.
"Open the cell door!" She reluctantly let go of her father's hand and ordered with the majesty that a daughter of Earl Yanbao should have.
The attendants did as they were told, but Earl Yanbao's body seemed to be too weak. It may be that meeting his daughter again exhausted all his energy, and he fell into a deep sleep at this moment.
Delphiri didn't dare to disturb him. She signaled the attendant to be gentle and carefully sent the earl to his room. He really needed a good rest, at least he didn't need to worry anymore.
In her memory, her father was a steadfast person who could protect her from wind and rain. Perhaps it was this kind of perseverance that allowed him to insist on not revealing the family secrets despite being tortured.
secret.
And this ultimately saved his life.
The countess sighed slightly. She looked at the old man who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, then closed the door, turned around and walked out. At the end of the corridor, on the terrace of the castle, two young officers were talking on the terrace. When she saw her leaving
came out. They all turned around and saluted.
"Mr. Manrique, you are Mr. Brando's subordinate, you don't need to be polite to me."
"And Mr. Brayson, you too."
Delphiri knew about the two young men in front of him. The former was the best among the captains trained by the Bugans for Valhalla. He was one of the most trustworthy deputies of the staff lady. Antitina let him and her
Going to Yanbao together showed the courtesy and importance Firson Leader paid to her.
The latter was Brando's childhood companion. Although the two were said to have had a feud, they have since cleared up their feud. Moreover, the two of them, one in the north and one in the south, now have their own futures. Everything in the past has long since passed.
The wind passed away. The other party was specially selected by Levin, the eldest son of the king, to prove that her inheritance rights to Yanbao were recognized by the Sifah royal family. However, in fact, this young Eruin who was already known as the 'White Lion Sword'
The genius also brought the army. Obviously, the eldest son Wang also understood that the situation in Yanbao at this time was tantamount to rebellion.
But the expected battle along the way did not happen. The rebels in Yanbao seemed to have received the news in advance. Except for encountering slight resistance when they regained the family castle, everything else was smooth sailing. Originally, Dill
Fei Rui was still worried that her uncle with sinister intentions would take her father away, but Earl Yanbao seemed to have been forgotten in the corner of the dark prison. When they recaptured the castle, they took him out of the damp and dark underground.
Rescued.
It all went so smoothly that it was almost unbelievable, even a little unsettling. Delphire herself couldn't figure out where her uncle, her father's brother, the usurper, had gone.
The residents of Yanbao and the army seemed to have all disappeared overnight.
Brayson couldn't help but shake his head when he heard Deerferry mention that man's name, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of the vicissitudes of the past. Once upon a time, they would think of this day. Captain Madden might have never dreamed of it.
He would never have thought that his three proud disciples would now become the three poles of the kingdom.
The most ineffective one among them is now the most accomplished, perhaps because of his origin, perhaps because of his status as a descendant of Darus, but his ability to turn the tide in the battle of Ampelsel is something that no one can achieve.
Miracles denied.
"Brando, Freya, how are you doing now?"
Thinking of the guy he always looked at with disdain in the past, at this moment, it became a heavy memory in his heart. Ever since the battle of Ampelsel, he knew that he was in a fight with that hateful guy.
, the last opportunity was lost.
So he withdrew from that competition and came to the north alone, where he had a new beginning and a new love. Now, he also has his own career and a direction to fight for. And those past feelings and memories
, have now become the most beautiful fantasies in my heart about my boyhood.
When Brayson was distracted for a moment, Manrique had already bowed to Delphire: "You came just in time, Miss Delphiree, we are discussing matters related to you."
"Oh, what's wrong?"
"Look here," Manrique came to the terrace and pointed to a forest not far away. "These things are always a little weird. Have they always been in this place?"
"No," Delphiri shook his head: "I have never seen these things, at least not before I left Yanbao."
It was a forest located in the north of Yanbao. In Delphire's memory, it was an evergreen woodland all year round. There was also a garden in the woodland, which carried the memories of her childhood. That piece of lush greenery in midsummer
The woodland will be dyed with a layer of ink in late winter, and then it will start to snow. When the snow turns the land and the forest into white, it will be Yanbao's annual hunting day.
She still remembers the bustling scene. No matter adults or children, their faces would be filled with happy smiles during the New Year, as if they were expectations for the coming year.
But now, the forest has become twisted and terrifying. Purple crystal clusters grow in the forest, and the surface of the bark also reflects an unnatural luster, showing a strange color under the moonlight; the cold light seems to be a ghost.
The look in his eyes made people shudder. And deep in the forest, there stood an ancient ruins. The huge dark building weighed on everyone's hearts, making people feel depressed and unable to breathe.
"I have seen something similar to that relic in some areas north of Balta," Brasen suddenly said at this time: "There are many places where these relics appeared overnight, but scholars have not yet figured them out.
I only suspect that it may be related to the Black Moon's death not long ago."
"Do you suspect that this place also appeared one night ago?" Manrique asked: "Might the changes in the forest be related to these ruins?"
"Miss Delfry's answer also proved our guess."
"No, I think the incident in the forest may have something to do with it."
"What's wrong?" They both said in unison, turning back to look at the earl's daughter.
"Before I left Yan Castle, I had heard some rumors, such as the appearance of monsters in the forest, huge crystals, etc.," Delphiri recalled, the shadow of the past seemed to cover her heart again, and she frowned
Eyebrow: "From that moment on, people in the territory became panicked."
"Miss Delfry, do you have any concerns," Brayson said, "You might as well just tell me."
The earl's daughter hesitated. For a moment she seemed a little weak, but she soon became firm: "Mr. Manrique, Mr. Bresson, because this is related to a secret of my family, and my father may have died because of this."
I have always doubted that I would encounter all this, but it was not until today that I made up my mind to speak out."
"Miss Delfry, if this is your family's secret..."
"No, you two, I trust Mr. Brando. You are his subordinates and friends. I think I can entrust you with it."
"Entrust us? Miss Delfry, I'm sorry we don't understand a little bit."
"Please come with me."
In the basement.
The moment Delphire opened the dark wooden box, she felt the two people behind her subconsciously hold their breath.
"this……"
"This is?"
"Is this the Lionheart Sword?"
"But how is it possible? It's not..."
Brayson and Manrique both had a look of astonishment on their faces.
The earl's daughter looked longingly at the shining sword lying flat in the wooden box with tender eyes, and then closed the box again with reluctance.
She turned around, looked at the two people behind her, and said, "This is not the Lion Heart Sword. The Lion Heart Sword is just a fake."
"What!?"
"This is related to the most important secret of the Yanbao family. You should understand the origin of my family. It is the product of a compromise between the Cruz people and the elves of Saint Osol. Our family's ancestors migrated here from the Cruz Empire and established
This native of the Earldom of Yanbao."
Delphiri paused, and then continued: "You should understand that the former Lord Ek brought out the Lion Heart Sword from the empire, and that sword was actually the holy sword Odysseus divided into three parts.
The product, because of the will left by the Lord of Fire Gilt to one of his most trusted knights, if one day the Cruz people forget the glory of their ancestors, then the soul of the Holy Sword of Odyss will be lost to his descendants.
Go and find a true pure land."
"Among the rumors passed down from generation to generation in my family, this decree is true and credible, but it is related to the agreement between Gilt, the King of Fire, and another important figure, perhaps the Sage Airanta, or Gil
I have always been deeply in love with Saint Osor, Queen of the Wind. Because of this agreement, my family came to this land with another holy sword, took root, and thrived for hundreds of years. We call ourselves Yan Castle.
We are the guardians of the sword, and everyone in the world thinks that we are the sword holders of the Lion-Hearted Sword."
