Faina wore a sky-blue knight uniform, and the bloated clothing with dense seams could not hide her slender figure. Her long golden hair was neatly tied into a bunch behind her head, and she had a pair of sapphire-like eyes.
She exudes natural and confident maturity, without even the slightest bit of the unruly appearance of a noble daughter.
Brando was stunned for a moment when he saw the young lady like this.
Faina seemed to be satisfied with his appearance, her eyes narrowed like a pair of crescent moons, and she said with a narrow smile: "They said you were here, and you are indeed here."
"Are you looking for me?"
"Of course, what else do you think?" However, there was still a sense of the past in her tone, but Faina was just trying to vent her anger: "Why don't you come to me these days? You clearly know that I
right here?"
Brando looked at the eldest lady strangely, "The meeting is about to start. Are you not with Duke Mehotofen?"
Faina was so angry that her eyes were almost rounded. She glared at Brando: "My father asked me to come."
Brando couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this: "I'm sorry, I've been too busy these days. Besides, I'm not suitable for private contact with the Cruz people, right?"
This explanation immediately extinguished Faina's little dissatisfaction. The poor girl actually didn't care about her sweetheart's excuse. She looked at Brando tenderly and said meaningfully: "Actually, you and Cruz
Contacting people privately—no, even contacting them openly is perfectly appropriate."
"What?" Brando was stunned, wondering why this young lady started talking nonsense again before she even said a few words.
He couldn't help but look at the knights who were traveling with Faina. The two young knights looked at him with envy. It was obvious that they were all admirers of the Mehotofen flower. But Faina didn't mind the two of them.
The gaze of his companion did not conceal his admiration at all: "Originally, what good is Eruin? If you are willing to join the empire, you will have everything you want."
"Isn't the answer to this question already available?" Brando replied with a smile. If others asked this, he might be unhappy; but when the same question was asked by this wealthy lady, it made him uncomfortable.
He recalled those wonderful times in Trade Wind Ring, and the warm feeling in his arms still lingered to this day.
Faina felt Brando's warm eyes, and her heart was slightly agitated. Her face turned slightly red, and she obviously remembered the same thing. She stammered and said, "But this time is different."
"What is the difference?"
"What?"
"I mean, what's the difference?"
Faina opened her mouth to answer, but then she remembered something and changed her words: "I know you can't let go of Eruin's princess, but I am also a princess, right? Although my father is only a duke, Meho
Topen is much older than Eruin. If you are willing, I can take the exam for the sake of the empire and consider it."
These words made Brando dumbfounded. Although he knew that this eldest lady was extraordinary, sometimes she was a little too enthusiastic. Even Antitina couldn't help turning her head to the side, and her shoulders couldn't help shaking.
Medisa tilted her head and looked at this scene with some interest.
Faina also blushed cutely, but after all, the enthusiasm and generosity of the Imperial people were different from those of the Eruin people. She still looked at Brando firmly, her blue eyes only waiting for his answer.
But Brando shook his head: "Faina, thank you, but I am from Eruin."
Faina couldn't hide her disappointment: "But it's not impossible for the Eruin people to become the emperor of the Cruz people."
"What did you say?" Brando didn't hear the young lady's private murmur for a while.
"No, it's nothing," Faina realized that she had slipped her words and shook her head quickly: "I mean, it was actually my father who asked me to come to you. Sister Delphine is also waiting for you -"
"Oh?" Brando knew that Delphine never joked about big things, and then he realized that Faina might really represent Duke Mehotofen, but he wanted to know what the Duke was looking for for him? Besides
Apart from the bond of Faina, he and the Duke could only be considered a one-time acquaintance, not even an acquaintance, and he was from Eruin, so he seemed to have no relationship with Cruz.
What interests are connected.
And he always felt that the eldest lady in front of him today was a little weird, and he hesitated to speak. This was not her original character. You must know that the arrogant noble daughter may be missing, but her outspoken character is subtle.
It can never be reversed in a short time. This is the saying that the situation is easy to change but the nature is hard to change.
Brando looked at Faina suspiciously, always feeling that the eldest lady and the prime minister's daughter were weaving some conspiracy for him - as for why it was Delphine, it was not that he looked down on the eldest lady, but that she really
There is no such thing.
Faina had no idea that her sweetheart had already put a black label on her in her heart, and asked seriously: "You are no longer a noble of the Eruin people, Brando."
Brando nodded. Since he voluntarily removed his identity as Count Tonigel-Jandnel, he can be said to have faded out of Eruin's aristocratic circle. Although nominally speaking, he still has a card.
The identity of the Diloso family and the descendant of the Earth Sword Saint, but this identity is nothing in the first place, not to mention that he has never regarded himself as such.
Her Royal Highness the Princess gave him the status of honorary speaker, but this status is only somewhat binding within the territory of Eruin. It is more of an honor and a symbolic position than a noble title.
He suddenly understood what Faina and Delphine meant.
The prime minister's daughter was deliberately planning to attend this meeting as a Cruz native.
If he insists on participating in the alliance as an Eruin, the best choice is as Count Tonigel. Even if he denies this, it will not prevent outsiders from thinking so. Because this count represents
The hero of Eruin is a legendary lord who has saved the kingdom and the royal family more than once, and people are talking about his 'romance' with Her Royal Highness the Princess - after all, the story of the princess and the knight has always been popular in Warnd.
——But more importantly, what people recognize is his status as the de facto regent of Eruin.
So if he attends this meeting with Haruze, no matter whether he is happy or not, people will think that he, not Eruin's royal family, is the leader of this meeting. This may not mean anything on the surface, but behind the scenes it will
It caused damage to the central authority that this ancient kingdom had finally established.
Perhaps Her Royal Highness the Princess has seen this a long time ago, but for some unknown reason, neither she nor Haruze showed any intention to mind. Brando could understand in his heart the friendship between the siblings for him - but this
It's okay if he is not aware of the problem. Once he is aware of the problem, he will not allow everything he has done in the past to go to waste.
But Brando himself also realized that he might really have no talent in politics, because he didn't understand this until now - not just Princess Griffith, the prime minister's daughter could not see it at a glance.
The crux of the problem lies.
Brando sighed and stopped thinking about this frustrating problem.
In fact, he can seek help from the Buga people. Due to his status, Solomon will definitely give him a place. But this is not the best choice. After all, under the sacred oath, the people of Silver have always been bystanders.
He is a non-participant, and what he wants to do is to lead this meeting. After all, in this war, no one knows the Dragon of Dusk better than himself.
If he participates in the peace conference as Count Tonigel, because when Antitina resisted the Sadr wizard, the entire Warend witnessed the dazzling holy sword, so the Eruin people will naturally be here.
He has an advantageous position among the Alliance - especially now that people have learned that the Holy Sword Amber may be within the territory of Eruin.
But if you want to give up this advantage, then the other best choice seems to be Cruz.
the reason is simple.
Because the sage of the Cruz people is the King of Fire-Girt.
But the problem also existed. He frowned and asked: "But I am an Eruin after all. Even if I am with you, it is unfair, right?"
Faina replied confidently: "Brando, don't worry, Sister Delphine said she will definitely satisfy you."
Brando thought of the thoughtful woman. Delphine was indeed not a helpless person, but this time he really couldn't think of any way the prime minister's daughter could solve this difficult problem.
But whenever he thought of that charming name, what he felt more in his mind was the touch of the intertwined cold fingertips, the hot skin, the half-opened starry eyes, and the orchid-like musk breath.
.
The impression in his mind was a little indifferent at first, even frightening him, but gradually it became so profound.
Brando looked back at Antitina, and the staff lady nodded to him silently.
The light in the clouds is fading.
The grassy fields were low, and human traces gradually appeared on the wasteland.
Representatives elected by various countries on the order side began to enter the real Holy White Venue.
"teacher!"
Entering the venue, two equally childish voices sounded at the same time.
Haruze stopped and held the scepter tightly in his little hand under his thick cloak. He looked warily at Huang Huo not far away, with an expression on his face like a small animal protecting its food. Huang Huo would have known better.
Another student who met the teacher also stopped and looked at him curiously. She generously did not dodge or avoid Haruze's gaze, with a calm look on her face.
"Teacher, she is..."
"She is Huanghuo. In a sense, she is your classmate. According to Jiufeng, you are a senior and an elder brother." Brando certainly understood what the little prince was thinking and reminded him: "Although
Huanghuo may be far away from you in the future, but at least here, you have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting her."
"Then, is she learning swordsmanship from you?" Haruze frowned tightly and asked in a low voice.
"Almost." Brando replied. Of course Huang Huo not only learned swordsmanship from him, but he could also be regarded as his successor. In the eyes of outsiders, he was more of a sword master, so it was not impossible to say so.
Haruze was even more disappointed and whispered: "In that case, it would be great if I could also learn swordsmanship."
Brando looked at the little prince's eyes, which were getting deeper and deeper, as if they contained stars, and shook his head indifferently: "Black magic is not bad, Haruze, and maybe this is the future. Besides,
, I said you have to have confidence in yourself - at your age, your swordsmanship is not bad."
Of course, it is a little worse than Huanghuo.
"Really?" Haruze has a child's mind after all. Although he has tried to be mature and steady as a leader of a country many times, it is different in front of Brando. It is a mixture of gratitude.
Complex emotions of adoration and expectation.
Brando nodded.
The venue for the Holy White Stone Monument is actually a group of low stone pillars surrounding the stone monument. It is not known who built this group of stone pillars. Stone slabs are laid in standard concentric circles in the grass, circle by circle, and the low stone pillars.
Between each other - the huge white stone monument in the distance.
From such a close distance, this entire piece of holy white rock looks so towering.
More and more people have entered the venue, and some people have noticed this direction - every move of the Eruin people is now of concern, but few people can recognize Brando's identity. People see him and Eruin
Because the young king was secretly trying to figure out his identity during the conversation.
Compared with Haruze, Huanghuo's performance on the sidelines was naturally much greater. She still wielded the sword for her teacher without saying a word - this was also the tradition of Jiufeng.
Seeing Huang Huo taking the sword from Brando and standing aside, many people were even more surprised. Over the past few days, people have gradually been able to distinguish the identities of these Jiufeng people. Huang Huo, as the Yufeng Master of this generation, Jiufeng
Her Royal Highness, it goes without saying that her status will be extremely respected in the future, and may even be above the royal power. Otherwise, she would not represent Jiufeng in this meeting this time.
And two such important people are actually related to that young man - who is the other person?
I am afraid that the only people at the scene who have no doubts about this are the Buga people, the Cruz people and the few wind elves in St. Osol. In fact, even among the wind elves, there are many middle-level nobles below who are whispering about Brando.
identity.
But under their gaze, Brando saw Aruta.
"Mr. Brando."
Aruta hurriedly saluted Brando. Peia did not bow her head, but the proud hunter girl remembered her ridiculous behavior that night, her face burned a little, and she quickly looked away - fortunately, her skin exuded health.
She has a bronze glow, and even if she blushes a little, it won't be noticeable to outsiders.
Seeing these two hunters' sons and daughters, Brando thought of St. Osol, Queen of the Wind, and sighed slightly: "You have done a good job, Yaluta, Peya, I heard about your deeds in Alkash."
Oh, you are not sorry for the Wind Queen Ring in your hands, Lord Saint Osol will definitely be proud of you."
He then looked at Lord Lorraine Dale behind the two of them, and nodded slightly to the latter. He had obviously heard of each other's glorious deeds. It might not be a blessing for the two siblings to have such a person to teach them.
"Are you the grandson of Darus?" Eastover faced Brando's gaze, his eyes shining brightly.
"Exactly."
"Very good, Darus has a good descendant," Istovel nodded and replied: "Unfortunately, human lifespan is too short. Your grandfather is the best opponent I have ever encountered in my life.
But you’re not bad either. It’s not necessarily a good thing for the coalition forces to have a commander like you.”
Brando knows the grudge between his grandfather and this man. During the long war sixty years ago, this man was the commander of the coalition forces on the St. Osol side. However, the elves have a long life, rich experience, and excellent people.
Strategists emerge in endlessly. The King of Lorraine Dell became famous at least a century earlier than his grandfather. The Earth Sword Master was able to fight to a tie or even gain a slight advantage. He was definitely a genius.
The Temple's great reputation is no accident.
However, the elf lord's words still made him stunned: "What did you say, Mr. Eastover?"
Regarding this question, the king of Lorraine Dell showed a natural smile on his gray face, but he did not answer any more. Instead, he took Aruta and Peia away and returned to the elves.
But just this one-sided relationship has once again caused waves in the entire venue, and more and more people are turning their attention in this direction.
On the contrary, the internal discussion among the wind elves has calmed down, and it is obvious that most of the elves recognized each other.
The legend of this earl in the territory of Eruin may not be much, but his other identity is something that people dare not underestimate. As the person who signed the contract with the Queen of the Wind, he holds the Holy Sword of the Earth and the Blade of Golden Flame.
, it is a living legend no matter where it is, which is awe-inspiring.
Some people have also set their sights on the Lion Man side of Toquinin. It is self-evident what the Holy Sword of the Earth Harangya means to the people of the Holy White Plain. And it is said that earlier, the Lion Man had an affair with Elu because of this.
Because of their bad relationship, they also sent people to Eruin to seize the holy sword, but in the end nothing happened.
But Brando didn't care about this. He continued to move forward with Haruze and Huanghuo, occasionally exchanging his thoughts with his two students. As he got closer and closer to the center of the venue, the area in his field of vision
The sheer size of the chalky rocks is more and more impressive.
People retreated to both sides. Only the really important people could enter the area next to the stone monument. Only two representatives were elected in the entire Silver Bay. Most small countries could only have one person go, but none of them could enter the core.
area.
Those who can really go to the stone tablet and carve their names on the sacred contract are only the inheritors of the seven previous kings. At most, one Jiu Feng and one Madara can be added.
More and more people began to speculate on Brando's identity.
It was finally time for Huang Huo to leave, because she had arrived at the area where the Nine Phoenix Mission was - she saluted her teacher, handed back her sword, and turned around to retreat. Behind that, Brando saw again
Fang Qi, but that guy looked a bit grinning, as if he wasn't happy to see him.
"They are all looking at you, Brando," Faina said with a hint of joy in her tone. She paid attention to her surroundings as she walked: "They must be guessing who you are."
Antitina shook her head and replied calmly: "It's just curiosity. When they really know our identity, they will no longer pay such attention. Eruin's current importance does not mean that Eruin is important."
The kingdom of Luyin has become very important."
"I understand, Miss Antitina," Haruze, who was just a little excited, shook his head quickly. When he was in Tonigel, Antitina had actually been his teacher for a longer time. For this
The preaching mode of a staff lady is also a bit scary: "We will face up to our identities."
Antitina glanced at him and nodded.
But Faina couldn't tolerate Brando being looked down upon by anyone - not even his staff lady. She retorted: "That's not necessarily the case."
Brando turned back and looked at the confident young lady strangely, becoming more and more suspicious of her performance today: "What on earth did Delphine say to you, Faina?"
"No, it's nothing." Faina was startled and shook her head quickly.
"nothing?"
"Delphine didn't let me say it, Brando," Faina was forced into a desperate situation and had no choice but to start selling her teammates with a grimace: "I won't let you down anyway, right?"
"hope so."
"Brando, are you angry?" Faina asked cautiously.
Medisa from behind laughed and quickly covered her mouth with a red face.
Brando also smiled helplessly: "Do I look so narrow-minded?"
"Okay," in fact, the girl was just worried about gain and loss in front of her sweetheart: "By the way, where is Ropar?" She still remembered the fire-clawed lizardman lord who saved her life in the imperial capital.
"Lute took it to the Fire Elemental Realm, the Scorched River." Brando replied casually.
He saw Magdal in the crowd, and the nun and princess also saw him at the same moment. They stood up quickly, smiled and nodded to him. For Magdal, Brando was not only the one who was most likely to get close to
The Throne of Ending, the chosen one who received the Amber Sword, and more importantly, this knight of her best friend had saved her life several times.
But her heart towards Brando was far from just being grateful.
Fortunately, no one noticed the distant glance between the two people, otherwise the venue would have been in a commotion. The Silver Bay countries were the first to respond to the call of the Cruz people and the St. Osol wind elves to establish a coalition. It was during this meeting that
Under the leadership of the nun princess, they participated in the Battle of Candebel and the Battle of Alkash. Now they have played an important role in this venue and are no longer a force that can be ignored.
"Who is Root?" Faina asked with some confusion.
"A little goblin, they are flame goblins, creatures born from the source of fire. The fire elemental world is their hometown." Brando replied.
"So the Fire Elemental Realm is also the hometown of the Fire Claw Lizard people, so Ropar went home to visit relatives?"
Faina's slightly naive understanding made Brando laugh slightly, but he understood that the trip of the fire-clawed lizardman and Root might not be so relaxing. After the battle in the elemental realm,
The four elemental realms have collapsed long ago, and the indigenous people there have fled to the material realm. What is left now is just a dead and twisted void.
The reason why Root and Ropar returned was just to obtain the inheritance of the fire elemental world. Correspondingly, another little goblin and the crystal stag Marocha also returned to the shallow sea world.
Thinking of Qianhai, he couldn't help but think of Miss Tata, and couldn't help but sigh.
Faina couldn't understand what he was sighing, but she didn't have time to care about it, because with Haruze leaving, everyone's eyes finally fell on her. Although the little prince was slightly a little bit disappointed with Brando's choice.
Accident:
"Teacher, are you really not with us?"
He frowned and looked very sad, and his eyes were already twinkling. If he hadn't remembered his identity, he would have cried in public.
Brando shook his head. He knew that although the little prince pretended to be strong on the surface, the weakness in his heart was not completely eradicated - he was both the brave Princess Fusha and the one who cried easily.
Haruze——But for the entrustment of this kingdom, this little boy has actually sacrificed too much...
Fortunately, a scream suddenly came from far away in the crowd, and a fat giant dragon suddenly flew over from nowhere. Both Haruze and Brando looked at Hipamira who was chasing it behind with some surprise.
Only then did the little prince realize his gaffe. He wiped away his tears, saluted Brando, and then led his attendants back to his place.
So Brando was left with only Medisa, the Medphis siblings, Antitina and Faina.
But a few people continued to move forward.
Only then did people in the venue finally recognize Faina.
"It's Cruz."
"It's strange, is there such a young person as the representative of the Cruz people?"
"Is he their eldest son?"
"No, it's not."
"Look at the sword behind his back -"
Blade of Golden Flame.
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
At this moment, Brando happened to step on the innermost ring of the Holy White Stone. Everyone in the inner ring turned back to look at this new outsider, the seven wizard leaders of the Buga people, Saint Oso.
Your representatives - the King of Lorraine Dell and the Hunter siblings, Haruze and Her Royal Highness the Princess, Magdal, the White Wolf Sword Master Blanc, the Druid, the Torquining Lion, the Dwarf King Karifen and the
Standing aside were Delfiri and Manrique, the Faenzans, the Hazels, Her Majesty the Queen of Madara, the Silver Elves, and even a few strange-looking Nagas.
Finally, there are the little female dragons Aloz and Frofa.
Every glance carries a different meaning.
There was some understanding, some joy, some eagerness and admiration, some calmness, some scrutiny, and even doubts and doubts. Brando discerned every look and responded to several of them. He was slightly surprised.
He glanced at Delphiri - he didn't expect to see the earl's daughter and his captain here.
Manrique was obviously very excited. He had long wanted to return to Eruin, just like Breson, but the mission given to him by the lord made him have to stay and continue to protect Delfiri.
He also didn't expect that he would actually see his lord in this place.
Then what Brando saw was Aloz. The little female dragon's golden eyes did not conceal her attachment, and she responded to his gaze with a smile.
Finally there was Blanc, to whom the old man nodded slightly.
But Brando noticed another gaze in the crowd, which made him feel slightly warm. He looked in that direction and happened to see a pair of green dream-like eyes - that little girl was incomparable.
Staring at him with tenderness and admiration, her eyes were so firm, like a hope.
On that bloody night in Fir Castle, he preserved this hope with his own hands. This hope took root and sprouted in people's hearts like a seed. Now it has broken out of the ground and is about to grow into a towering tree.
He smiled slightly and suddenly understood something. Maybe he had made too many choices and had too many responsibilities, but as long as he remembered the original decision, he would never regret it again.
Because he firmly believes in all justice.
He nodded to Funya, and the light in the eyes of the little girl in the distance seemed to suddenly light up, and a satisfied smile bloomed.
Then Brando stopped.
Looking up at the huge stone monument, he felt a faint throbbing in his heart. As he stood here, time seemed to go back. It was the wilderness a thousand years ago. The wind was blowing the grass blades, and among the waves, the surroundings of the stone monument were...
Everyone standing there, their faces are so clear and real.
There seemed to be a sacred and solemn atmosphere wafting in the air.
Brando clearly felt that there seemed to be a gaze, transcending the shackles of time, looking at him.
He stretched out his hand——
Just hearing a buzzing sound, Delphine stood in the crowd, looking at this scene with a slight smile - the Holy Ring of Flame in her hand actually gave off a dazzling light at this moment, in the palm of her hand
It was trembling slightly.
The wind picked up on the grassland, and the wolves howled at each other in the distance.
The sound of whining comes and goes.
The lions of Toquinin stood up one by one.
The tall young lion man headed by him had a shallow scar on his face and seemed to be holding a burning ball of light in his hand. He looked at this scene with some disbelief, and then looked in this direction:
"Human, who are you——?"
The wind elves, Faenzans, Hazels, druids and dwarves also left the table one by one. Although some people had already expected it, this scene also shocked them.
Every ring is emitting dazzling light, and every ring is trembling as if trying to break free from all restraints.
That is the oldest story, the sacred oath of the Seven Rings of the Lord of Fire.
