After a brief commotion, calm returned to the tent. The appearance of the Orb of Wind gave everyone hope, as if there was a hand pushing all this, but people were more willing to believe that it was Lady Martha.
With the blessing of her people, perhaps the victory of the war is not unexpected. Everyone calmed down a little, and Nair Fisher asked: "Then what is the last sword?"
"Nature's Sword."
"Can we find this sword in a short time, I mean before the Dragon of Dusk and the Alpha Wolf Isis?"
"About the natural holy sword," Brando replied: "As I have described before, the natural scepter and the soul of the holy sword have been obtained separately outside the elemental boundary and the realm of stagnation, and the holy sword itself should be acquired at this moment.
At Lubik."
The Great Holy See Wala asked: "Lubik, is it that desert kingdom?"
"Exactly, the gravekeepers have been guarding that sword for generations. I also learned this by chance, but the two friends swore to us that they would definitely bring back the sword. I believe them."
Lando thought of Adni and Naquil. They should be on their way to Eruin.
There was a commotion among the people, and the dwarf king Kalifen asked: "How can we say that the seven swords have gathered together?"
Even Solomon seemed a little surprised. Everyone was determined to find these seven holy swords, but they did not expect the surprise to come so quickly. When Brando nodded in acquiescence, several people in the tent looked at this man.
There is something extra in the eyes of the King of Flame - that is the master of the seven holy swords, and the meaning behind that is self-evident.
Including the dwarf king Carifon and the wizard king Solomon, everyone stood up and bowed in this direction, not only for Warnd, but also for the authority given by Martha.
Brando said nothing.
The plan has been set, and the meeting has come to an end——
It was almost dawn when we left. In the dark camp, there were only a few lanterns swaying in the darkness in the distance. The last star in the eastern sky was sinking below the horizon. The sky was already faintly blue, and the night wind passed through Manchuria.
The wilderness of Ketor was whistling, with the chill of approaching autumn. Only Antitina and Delphine were waiting in the cold wind. They saw Brando from a distance, and the staff lady took the lead.
He came up to greet him, and the prime minister Qianjin followed behind with a smile.
"Didn't I tell you to go rest first?" Brando looked at his staff lady with a little heartache. Thinking that she might have stood in the cold wind all night shivering, he took off his coat and covered Antiti with it.
On Na's body, Delphine gestured to him with a sweet smile and her eyes - 'What about me?', but Brando glared at him angrily.
Antitina grasped the lord's coat tightly with her hands. Perhaps because of the rising temperature, her face was a little red, her long eyelashes fluttered, and there was some tenderness in her eyes reflecting the sunlight:
"I originally wanted to go back, but I couldn't sleep anyway. I received a report in the middle of the night, so I came back again."
"Where is she?" Brando gestured to the prime minister's daughter who was wearing a thick mink fur coat and was smiling.
"Miss Delphine, she just arrived." Antitina answered truthfully.
Delphine smiled and tilted his head, but he didn't take it seriously.
Although Brando had expected this, this woman likes to pretend to be pitiful. If Antitina is not here, she will definitely have to pretend that she has been standing here all night. But when she saw the latter's face turned pale by the blow,
, and he felt slightly soft in his heart. Anyway, at least the other party is here, right?
He took out another coat from the floating celestial sphere, and covered Delphine in the same way. The prime minister gave him a look with affectionate eyes, which made Brando's heart flutter.
The three of them walked forward in the darkness, with only the sound of rustling footsteps under their feet. No one took the initiative to speak for a while, as if they were enjoying this indescribable moment of silence; people often say that when they are silent, they can feel the feelings of others better.
In his heart, Brando seemed to have such a feeling at this moment. He could hear the rhythmic beating of the two slender and delicate hearts of Antitina and Delphine. One was slightly faster, while the other was gentle and long.
, it seemed like the silent words of two girls with different personalities, telling him something.
He didn't know if Antitina and Delphine had the same feelings as him, but the staff lady and the prime minister's daughter both remained silent, as if they were savoring the tranquility of this moment.
Until a series of footsteps came from behind, and the heavy steps were still soft as a feline, Brando knew who was chasing him. "Mr. Brando!" Neil Fisher called from behind.
Said, when he saw the two people next to Brando clearly, the big man immediately understood something, and stopped with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Mr. King of Flame, for bothering you..."
Brando turned around and looked at the lion prince, and Antitina and Delphine also stopped with him. Neil Fisher was tall, even a head taller than Brando.
But Brando could always remain calm when looking at the other person, and the lion-man prince even felt that he was lower than the other person.
"In private," Brando smiled: "It's okay for you to call me Brando. In fact, I like this name better."
Nair Fisher nodded, and a beautiful girl came out from behind - she glanced at Delphine curiously, and then quietly held the lion prince's hand.
"What do you want from me, Prince Nair?" Brando looked at the girl with curiosity. She seemed to be a Cruz, but how could she be with the lion prince? The two of them looked at each other.
It sounds like they are still in a relationship with each other, and it has a bit of a visual impact like Beauty and the Beast.
However, Prince Nair seems to be more in line with human aesthetics in every aspect, especially his burly body. Even the face of a lion is full of resolute handsomeness. It has a bright emerald.
Its eyes are full of heroic and courageous colors. Coupled with its identity and strength, it is not surprising that it attracts the attention of human girls.
But in front of Brando, this brave and courageous lion-man prince hesitated a little, as if he was a young man. He once looked down on the King of Flame, who was born in the Eruin people. Compared with the Cruz people, the Eruin people
It seems to be even weaker. What heroes can this ancient kingdom have?
But the Earth Sword changed everything.
That is not just about the strength, but the broad mind. As for the strength of the King of Flame, which is enough to kill a demon king, there is no need to elaborate on it. Being strong but not arrogant, this
It is close to the quality of a sage. The holy sword Odysseus he inherited is not just the inheritance of the Lord of Fire Geert, it is also equally wise and far-sighted.
Such heroes are truly heartwarming.
At this moment, Nair Fisher had already admired Brando so much. He seemed to be a little distracted for a moment. The brave and fearless lion warrior in the past was stammering and couldn't speak, until the girl next to him shook his hand.
It was only then that the lion prince reacted.
The gaze in its only remaining eye became firm.
"Your Majesty the Lord of Fire," Neil Fisher said loudly, "I am here to apologize for my rudeness at that time. You are a true hero. I am ashamed of my gaffe."
Brando was stunned for a moment, not expecting the lion-man prince to bring up the past in such a serious manner.
"I actually didn't care about what happened at that time."
"I know you don't care, but if I don't say these words, I think I will regret it for the rest of my life," the Lion Prince said firmly: "I just want to face my heart, Your Majesty the King of Flame, true bravery is
You should not be afraid of your own heart - because I hope that one day I can become a hero like you!"
Brando became somewhat interested.
He has seen many people who think they are superior, but none of these people are truly strong in heart, not even the Silver Queen. Some of them regard being willful and willful as firmness, and treating recklessness and abuse of power.
It is regarded as courage, but these people do not even dare to look directly into their own hearts. A person who cannot take responsibility will never be able to become a king.
But what is a hero?
He asked: "What do you think is a hero, Prince Nair?"
"A hero is naturally the one who can turn the tide and save everything in a desperate situation, just like you, Lord Flame. He must shine in history and be remembered by future generations - just like the stars in the night sky
, The glory will last forever." The lion-man prince replied without hesitation.
But Brando shook his head: "I don't think so."
Neil Fisher looked at him with his mouth wide open.
"It doesn't matter, that's just my personal opinion," Brando laughed: "No matter what, I hope you can become a hero in your mind one day."
The Lion Prince nodded solemnly.
Watching the lion prince's back disappear into the darkness.
Antitina asked softly: "What does the lord consider a hero?" After hearing this question, Delphine on the side also looked in this direction curiously, her beautiful face lit up under the light of the roadside wind lamp.
For a moment, the purple eyes shone with a rare doubtful light.
"There are no heroes, Antitina." Brando replied.
"There are no heroes?" Antitina was stunned.
But for Antitina's second question, Brando chose to remain silent. After a while, he changed the topic and said, "Who is that girl?"
"The daughter of Duke Stik," Delphine said, and looked at Brando curiously: "She is not inferior to my beauty, and her mind is the same. What's wrong, you suddenly ask this?"
"Just a little curious," Brando replied: "I think she seems to know you."
The prime minister's daughter covered her mouth and smiled softly: "She sees me as a thorn in her side, so she naturally knows me."
Brando couldn't help but glance at her, and had a preliminary understanding of the circle of noble ladies - such as the relationship between Faina and Delphine, which is indeed rare in this circle.
.Perhaps only the little princess Mehotofen, who looks unruly but is actually aloof from the world, can accept the prime minister's daughter, a 'best friend' who is full of scheming.
Speaking of which, this time Delphine took advantage of poor Faina again, and the latter seemed to be unaware of it until now. Delphine only proposed to push him to the position of Lord of Fire, but in the eyes of noble Cruz, it was illegal.
Ina was the planner from beginning to end, and also the person who implemented the plan. I am afraid that except for a few people, few people knew that there was a prime minister's daughter behind it who was adding fuel to the fire.
But it's a pity that the people who realize this either don't say it, or they are Delphine's father, brother and relatives, such as the old prime minister. This prime minister's daughter hid herself behind the scenes so easily and planned it all.
This drama changed Cruz - and even changed the history of Warnd.
"Don't let Faina get involved in politics in the future." Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but said: "You know she is not suitable for this. This time it happened for a reason, but it has caused dissatisfaction among the nobles.
"
"Why, are you heartbroken?" Delphine said with a smile.
Brando glared at her again.
He fell silent, no longer paying attention to the prime minister's daughter, to guard against the latter taking advantage of her. He knew that although his staff lady did not say it, she actually had a grudge against the prime minister's daughter in her heart. Fortunately, Delphine
I seem to be very aware of this and never cross the line easily.
She is like a somewhat special outsider, always outside the system of Valhalla, but not too far away - in fact, she is getting closer, even Princess Griffin and Freya
Occasionally, he began to accept her existence, and even discussed some internal affairs of the kingdom with her. Fortunately, Brando was now the emperor of the empire, and Delphine, as a person around him, also had the support of old Niedwen.
The acquiescence of the high-level officials of the empire, including the Prime Minister and the Great Holy See Valla, would not be justified.
After a while, Brando asked again: "About that report, what report is it?"
Antitina, who was tightly wrapped in his coat, raised her head, blinked slowly, and then reacted - she quickly lowered her head and replied: "It's a report from the witches."
Brando understood immediately: "Has that plan also been implemented?"
"Well," the staff lady nodded: "Because of the full support of the Buga people, although there are some objections, the response is not too big, and it is much better than we expected in advance. Maybe we can see it in two or three years.
We have achieved preliminary results, but many people still don’t understand why we are doing this?”
Brando sighed, and a white gap appeared vaguely on the horizon. His dark eyes reflected the morning light, and his gaze seemed a bit distant.
"It's just for preparation."
"Preparations?" Antitina asked: "What should we prepare? Will we use these in our battle with the Twilight Dragon?"
"No, it's to prepare for the next era."
"The next era...?" Antitina was stunned for a moment. She stood there for a moment and found that Brando had already walked ahead, so she quickly chased after her. She didn't know how to judge her mood at the moment, maybe a little
Shocked, but also a little happy, everything seemed to be back to where it started, just like when they first met - when people were still confused and confused at the moment, or even desperate, only this man firmly believed in the future.
Facts proved him right.
So what about this time?
What will the next era be like? She suddenly became a little envious, because people don't even know if they can live to see the coming of that era. There is no doubt that many people will die in such a war and become
A nameless monument may be admired by future generations, but it may also turn into nothingness and dust like the history of the world.
Only he still believed.
Antitina chased after her and asked in a rare move: "So Lord, what will the next era look like?"
Brando was silent for a moment and said to the two of them: "Maybe that was an era of mortals. That era may be a lot different from now, but people may remember you, Antitina."
"I?"
"Your work," Brando suddenly turned around and asked, "has it been successful?"
"Ah!" The staff lady murmured in surprise. Her eyes were suddenly filled with a thin layer of water vapor. She probably never thought that joy could fill her heart so easily and directly, just as she never thought that joy would fill her heart so easily and directly.
, it turns out that Brando has never forgotten.
That is her ideal and interest, to use the power of magic to change the world.
Even though she has never mentioned this to outsiders, for her, Eruin's affairs are actually just a responsibility to the lord, and only this small dream is everything she loves wholeheartedly. Not only does she inherit
It follows her dreams and inherits her longing for her family.
"It's... just a small success, but there are still many shortcomings. Among dozens of experiments, this is the only one that happened by chance." The staff lady answered like a helpless little girl for the first time.
This caused Delphine, who was behind the two of them, to watch this scene with some interest.
Brando shook his head: "No success would be accidental. Although it is still very crude, it has opened a new page in history."
Antitina's face turned red.
It's not that she is shy, but because she feels too ashamed. She never thought that her work would have such a historical status. If Brando hadn't said this sentence, it would really make people laugh. In this field,
In front of the Hazel people who are masters, how can she dare to say that she has changed history when she, just an Eruin who has just begun to see things, invented such a small thing?
This is truly a ridiculous and generous declaration.
But she didn't know that Brando didn't predict the future, but saw it all with certainty - what this moment means for Eruin and the world. Maybe a few decades later, people will
You will realize how important October of the Year of the Swift is to the history of Warnd.
That's the story about a gray crystal.
In the second half of the year, in many places in central Warnd, a more far-reaching plan began to be implemented.
A number of new colleges were established in St. Osol, Eruin, Silver Bay and the Great Plains. When civilian students from all over the country poured into these colleges, they were surprised to find that their new teachers would be from Buno.
The Twelve Witches of Pine, or the wise people from the Hazel Plateau.
This is the end of the First Era. During this year, black magic has openly appeared on the stage of history for the first time. The power of wizards seems to have begun to decline, and magical technology has begun to become more and more popular under the advocacy of various countries.
The mainstream of order and civilization.
However, in a magic academy in Tonigel, the substitute tutor just took out a shining crystal from under his robe. He held the crystal high and said to all the students in the audience: "You can carefully
Look, this is a gray crystal, you can also call it a mana crystal, it is an extremely unstable dark magic aggregate."
"In the past, people often used it as a violent explosive, and even used it in most wars. But now, using such a magic engine, people can more smoothly use the powerful magic contained in it from it.
Take it out——"
In those pairs of eyes full of thirst for knowledge, the boys and girls who stared at this crystal did not yet understand that they were witnessing the birth of an era.
During this year, a noble lady from Eruin invented a simple machine. With it, people for the first time truly got rid of their dependence on the power of tiamat law.
The first day of the Frost Moon.
The snow has not yet fallen in the Wilderness of the Four Realms. This is the last day that Brando stayed in Manktor. On this day, he once again met the grand leader of the Farnzan Knights. This grand leader’s temples had quietly
The silver threads appeared, which seemed to symbolize the wind and frost that the Faenzan people had experienced in this year. He had traveled thousands of miles and had just returned to Manktor from the Great Plains.
"Thank you for your hard work." When facing the grand leader, Brando had to say: "How is Faenzan doing now?"
"Everything is fine. Thanks to the help of the countries on the Great Plains, we rebuilt the temple there," the Grand Master of the Farnzan Knights replied: "The empire is gradually recovering its strength, although it will not be a while.
It’s my son’s business, but I think maybe by early next year we’ll be able to rejoin the war.”
"That's just in time for the end of this war," Brando nodded: "With the addition of Faenzan and Airanta, the chances of winning this war have also improved a lot."
He paused.
Then look at each other.
Brando knew that this grand leader would never come to him specifically to greet him. Even if he has an extraordinary status now, he can be said to be the nominal commander of the Holy Alliance. But that is only in name, not to mention that as early as
Before the start of the peace conference, the Faenzan people had been showing goodwill to him. Not only the grand leader, the Supreme Judgment Knights and the Holy Light Knights also came to him more than once.
But he still hasn't figured out what the Faenzan people want from him.
The grand leader of the Farnzan Knights glanced at Solomon who was standing aside. The wizard king, who was unusually tall and had a serious face, nodded.
"Your Majesty the King of Flame, someone wants to see you."
…
"Test——"
When Brando saw the skinny and breathless man in the dim tent, he was lying on a camp bed. There seemed to be the last glimmer of light in his cloudy eyes. His cheeks were thin and thin.
He was pale, as if he would take his last breath at any time, but it seemed like a strong will was supporting him, and he persisted until now.
It was such a person who was neither human nor ghost, but Brando still recognized him at first sight.
Perhaps it was because the life-and-death battle in Prague's underground auction house was so impressive.
The scene of the aristocratic swordsman approaching step by step with a rapier in his hand seems to be still vivid in his mind, and it was on the edge of life and death that he chose the path of a planeswalker. In other words, from that moment on, he
So I chose the path that has continued until this moment.
Looking back suddenly, it seems like yesterday happened again.
The meeting of the two people again can be traced back to Prague, in the backyard of an isolated house in a dark alley. After the two people said goodbye in a hurry, they never expected that they would meet again in such a place.
. Just as Brando recognized Test, Test also recognized this young man from Butchi.
His eyes lit up like two will-o'-the-wisps, and he struggled to sit up from the bed, but with the help of a knight, he managed to complete this action.
Test gasped heavily and looked at Brando.
Brando frowned, not used to the other person's direct gaze.
"How did you become like this?"
"Where's the beacon?" Test asked in a hoarse voice.
"Beacon?"
"Those stone flakes," Test seemed to have to use all his strength every time he said a word, but he still expressed his meaning persistently and clearly: "You know, Antitina's father."
Brando was suddenly shocked.
But Viscount Test had already tremblingly taken out a piece of stone from his arms and placed it on the low cabinet beside the bed. He raised his head and looked at Brando intently. The stone piece was gray and gray.
Brown and slightly flat, how could it be unfamiliar to Brando?
"This is the last piece," Test replied weakly: "The tree herders took them to Faenzan, and now, it's back..."