The business lady's shrill laughter still lingered in the corridor, gradually fading away.
The two Bancia knights stared at this scene with their mouths open - watching the black smoke disperse from the corridor. The Sadr wizard glanced over with a gloomy gaze: "Why are you still standing there?" He said coldly: "
Clean this place up."
The two knights, one old and one young, quickly lowered their heads and responded in succession.
Sadr turned around and looked at Antitina up and down. The woman's words when she left made him feel something was wrong: "Are you the princess of this country?"
Antitina looked directly into the other person's eyes without fear, her eyes were clear and firm, but she didn't say a word.
Sadr snorted coldly in his heart when he saw this, knowing that his psychological suggestions would not work. Although the wizard's mind-controlling spell is powerful, it must be based on the premise that the other party is not on guard, and if the recipient knows your methods well,
Then there is even less hope.
He was afraid of damaging the little girl's brain, so he thought for a while and did not continue. He gestured to Antitina with a gloomy face, gesturing for her to follow.
Although Antitina did not answer, she also understood that her useless resistance at this time was meaningless, and followed her silently. The two entered a study room, and the Sadr wizard did not say a word, but took out a book from the drawer.
He picked up a communication ruby and rubbed it twice with his fingers.
About a quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Sadr."
When Antitina heard this voice, she felt all the blood rushing to her brain. Although she had expected it, she still couldn't help but tremble with anger. The wizard Sadr knocked on the table, and the door opened on its own. Antitina
He raised his head and looked at the man outside the door. His eyes filled with anger were like two sharp swords, stabbing at that man.
The person outside the door obviously didn't expect to be greeted by such two terrifying looks, and couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back.
But when he saw clearly who the owner of this gaze was, his expression couldn't help but change: "Why is it you?"
"Who is she?" Before Antitina could speak, the wizard Sadr, who had already had a bad premonition, asked first. He sat motionless in his seat, his face already dark and gloomy.
The person who came was none other than Macaro.
This confidant of the royal party, the cunning fox of Llantonilan, the confidant of the Grand Duke Canonon——
The traitor was now wearing a dusty black fur coat, the velvet hat on his head was stained with dew, rain and snow, and his riding boots were filled with semi-dried soil. He looked like he had just arrived at the Lantern Castle, and had rushed there before.
It’s been a long journey and I haven’t had time to rest.
Looking at his pitiful appearance, Antitina couldn't help but sneer in her heart. The dignified courtiers of Eruin were actually showing such a cautious and begging attitude. How could they look like a leader of the royal party?
Is this what this person pursues throughout his life?
It is true that benevolence is rewarded.
"My lord, something is wrong." Of course Macaro understood what the other person's gaze meant, but he deliberately turned a blind eye and replied respectfully to the side: "This is not Her Royal Highness the Princess, she is the mistress of Count Tonigel, and she is also a
A very powerful woman.”
"I didn't expect you to be such a villain, Macaro," Antitina looked at the traitor and said coldly: "You betrayed Her Royal Highness the Princess and slandered the relationship between me and the lord. You
Do you think everyone is as dirty and dirty as you, yet you still have the nerve to call her Princess?"
Macaro was about to speak sarcastically when he heard the wizard Sadr roar angrily: "Shut up!"
He suddenly stretched out his hand, and a bolt of lightning burst out from his fingertips, hitting Antitina on the chest. Antitina screamed, only to feel herself hit backwards against a wall of bookshelves, and a heartbreaking pain came from her vest.
, the bookshelf has overturned on her, and the books fell heavily, burying her underneath.
Blood immediately poured out from everywhere, and there was a fishy, salty taste in her mouth. She coughed twice weakly, feeling that she was about to faint. But then she heard the voice of the Sadr wizard outside saying: "
You'd better give me an explanation, Macaro."
"S-Sir..." Macaro suppressed his uneasiness and defended: "...I don't quite understand."
"My men captured the people, but the things were given to you and me. Do you think my men dared to deceive me?" Wizard Sadr sat in his seat, his gloomy face like a ball gestating a storm.
Wu Yun: "Now that we have arrested the person, can you tell me that she is not the princess?"
"Sir... I understand..." Macaro swallowed and racked his brains to understand what the problem was: "Can you show me?"
The Sorcerer Sadr snorted coldly and raised his hand to throw a gem. It was the Golin gem used by the Bansians to verify Antitina's bloodline when they captured her.
Macaro silently took the gem and observed it carefully - this gem was originally part of the Lion-Hearted Holy Sword. It was inlaid on the counterweight of the holy sword by the first generation of swordsmiths as a symbol of Eruin's royal power.
symbol.
Later, in the Battle of Baltar, the gem was lost from the sword, and the knights found it again a year later; after that, the late King Ek used it to cast a crown, which has always been Sifah's.
The family's treasure.
After the fall of the Sifah dynasty, this laurel crown symbolizing royal power naturally came to the hands of the Corcova family. Its last owner was Obergu VII. Before the death of this dim old king, he
Entrust the crown to the royal party for safekeeping - in fact, the crown has always been kept in the hands of Macaro and Overwell.
Macaro looked carefully at this gem that exuded dazzling light. He looked over it for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason. He swore that this gem must be a real Goring gem, but how could such a problem happen?
After a while, the traitor raised his head in confusion while holding the gem. Looking at his expression, the Sadr wizard knew that this was a waste of time: "You want to say that I made a mistake?"
"Sir, I..." Macaro was really sweating now. He may still be a figure in Eruin, but in front of the Sasard people, this status is not worth mentioning at all.
He was about to find an excuse to explain, but at this moment, a hoarse sneer came from under the overturned bookshelf: "...Mr. Wizard, why do you let him continue to deceive you?"
Macaro turned around subconsciously.
He saw a 'crash' sound, and the bookshelf was pushed open by a pair of weak arms.
A girl covered in injuries struggled to get up from below. Books and sundries fell from her body like rain, but in the end the girl stood staggeringly.
The girl looked at the two people in the room, and finally her eyes fell on the wizard Sadr.
"Sir, she..." Macaro realized something was wrong and hurriedly said.
But Sorcerer Sadr's face was expressionless, and even the remaining anger on his face disappeared: "Let her continue."
Macaro had to shut up obediently, but his expression was very angry.
"Give me the gem," Antitina did not intend to let him go. She looked at the traitor coldly: "The Gorin gem is Eruin's sacred object. How can I give it to a lackey traitor like you?"
"What do you want to do?" Macaro felt slightly uncomfortable.
Antitina didn't answer him at all, she just looked at the wizard Sadr aside.
"Give it to her," the wizard Sadr replied as expected.
"Sir, be careful she may break this gem..."
"Give it to her." Wizard Sadr emphasized his tone.
Macaro had no choice but to obey.
He is known as the cunning fox of Lantoniland, but no matter how cunning a fox is, he would not dare to make a mistake in front of a real lion. Although he is full of conspiracy, it has no effect here.
Antitina took the gem. The Golin gem, which seemed ordinary just now, burst into light as soon as it touched her hand.
And when the gem was stained with her blood, it suddenly shone brightly - a flame seemed to light up in the center of the gem. It slowly expanded outwards, and finally became bright and flawless, radiating in all directions.
Soft light.
The girl held the gem in both hands, as if she were holding up a sun.
The dazzling light shot out in all directions, making Macaro dare not look directly at it. Even the Sadr wizard not far away couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"This..." Macaro was completely stunned. He covered his eyes with his hands and said loudly: "...how is this possible!"
But the Sadr wizard seemed much calmer. He only looked at Antitina thoughtfully.
Antitina put down the gem, as if following her will, and the light of the gem gradually faded with her movements.
She raised her head, looked directly into the eyes of Sorcerer Sadr, and said very calmly: "The person you are looking for is not reliable at all. He doesn't even understand the true meaning of the Goring Stone, and he actually tried to use this stone to find
Princess Griffin is so ridiculous."
After saying this, Antitina closed her mouth.
Just waiting silently.
But she was actually extremely nervous. She was gambling, but as long as she guessed the possibility wrong, she might die here right away.
Fortunately, she didn't seem to make a mistake on the crucial issue.
"Don't sow discord," Sadr said coldly: "No matter what you know, little girl, you can only survive if you prove your worth."
"What I mean is," Antitina was unmoved and replied equally coldly: "You have simply found the wrong person. Although the Corcova family rules Eruin today, they are only usurpers after all."
That’s all.”
At this time, Macaro finally recovered from the shock.
After hearing these words, an almost non-existent possibility suddenly flashed through his mind: "Wait, you...you mean..."
Antitina glanced at this person with some disgust. She reached out and pulled out a necklace from under her neck. The necklace without the pendant was swaying gently in her hand - sparkling in the afternoon sun.
.
"Do you recognize it, Mr. Foxy?"
"Heart of Sifah!" Macaro almost took a step back: "You, you are the direct heir of the Sifah royal family!?"
"Wait a minute," the wizard suddenly interrupted the two of them impatiently: "What's going on? You said she is also an heir to a royal family. What you mean is that the Corcova royal family not only has two heirs, but
This is inconsistent with the information I received."
"Sir, that's not the case." Macaro reacted and did not dare to neglect and hurriedly told the history of Eruin briefly. Only then did he explain clearly why there are two royal bloodlines in this kingdom.
He started from the Battle of Gray Mountain to the change of dynasties and the rise of the Korcova family. Sadr finally interrupted him impatiently, stretched out his hand and said: "Okay, I'm not interested in these chattering trivial matters.
, and don’t care how many kings have been born in this small place - in fact, this is just a question for you, that is, does this little girl meet the requirements? "
Macaro was stunned for a moment.
He immediately replied with some embarrassment: "...Sir, if what she said is true, I think it should be consistent. The Lion Heart Holy Sword was originally held by the former Lord Ek, and the former Lord Ek was actually
The ancestor of the Sifah family... This woman is a direct descendant of Erkan III. Compared with today's Sifah family, this branch actually has more legitimacy in inheritance."
"To get to the point," Sadr said, "In other words, even if we find Her Royal Highness, it will probably be a waste of time?"
Macaro had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain: "Sir, I just said that there is a possibility."
As one of the wizard leaders of the Silver Federation, how could Sadr be deceived by his words? Hearing this, he sneered: "In that case, shouldn't I still be grateful to you for your mistake?"
Macaro broke out in a cold sweat and naturally couldn't say the last half of the sentence.
However, Sadr shook his head. He would not make a fuss about this trivial matter. He understood that truly reliable people would not betray their beliefs easily. Only these villains would turn to them for a little benefit, but without these
Idiot, where did the Sarsardian lackeys come from?
He knew the relationship in his heart, but he did not show it. He only looked at Antitina again and looked at the little girl up and down.
He didn't care who the other party was, he was just a mortal crown prince. This status was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Sasardians, as long as the other party could use the sword.
Thinking of this, Sadr spoke in a wizard's characteristic slow tone: "You have proved your worth, little girl, now you can tell me your origins."
Antitina looked at the two people in the room and was silent for a moment.
When Macaro told the history of Eruin, she was filled with disgust - the history of this ancient kingdom is a source of glory for some people, but for others, it is just a treasure that can be bought at any time.
It's just the promotion level of Gu.
What these people trample on is not only their own beliefs and ideals, but also the bloodshed and sacrifices of others.
Maybe they don't even deserve the title.
But she had already reached a step, and even she could only persevere.
Antitina looked at the necklace in her hand with some cherishment and replied softly: "According to the royal family's genealogy, my real name should be Moria Etalina de Sifah, and my ancestor is Sifah.
The last king of the Hittite dynasty, Erkan III."
"After the Battle of Gray Mountain, my father's grandfather took them to escape from Sifah, and then our branch settled in the south. My father's grandfather had a son and a daughter. The daughter's branch was invaded by the Blood Staff during the invasion of Karasu
We lost contact at that time, and we are the descendants of the other branch; after the turbulent years, we have been settling in the area from Denel to Golan-Elsen, trying to maintain our status as nobility, until my father’s generation
Until the family's financial situation declines..."
"But even though I have almost lost my status as a noble, according to the oath sworn by our family, I cannot abandon my ancient surname after all. Even if my name is Antitina today, the other name will also follow me throughout my life.
"
The wizard Sadr nodded with satisfaction.
"This is a good story," he said: "I believe you will thank yourself for your candor, otherwise I would have turned you into a piece of coal a few minutes ago. After all, there are only people in this world who can prove their worth.
In order to survive, even the Sasardians are the same."
The wizard leader of the Buga people clapped his hands, clapped his long and pale fingers together, and seemed to be in a good mood: "After listening to your story, it's time to listen to our story. I hope this story can give
You bring some enlightenment."
He raised his hand and chanted an ancient and mysterious mantra.
Several shadows overlapped in the air, and light and shadow weaved together, finally forming a long sword.
The wizard Sadr stood up, pointed to the sword with his hand and said: "I think you should know this sword, Miss Antitina - no, it should be said Her Royal Highness Princess Moria."
