"Silver Elf?" Brando leaned over and held his chin with one hand, "Of course, but the friendship with the Silver People is one of the last trump cards I can use. I will try my best not to use it until the last moment.
Throw this card out." He asked, "Are there any more?"
Antitina saw the lightly yellowed letter paper written by the young lord - in addition to parchment and papyrus, most of Tonigel's papers came from some kind of 'paper tree' in the Golan-Elsen region in the south.
The locals call this tree 'Duvegin', which means the tree that produces gold. Most of these papers are transported to the wealthy provinces of Ampersel, Sifach or Corcovado. But now, this kind of paper
However, the trade relationship was unilaterally interrupted due to the impending civil war - this made the girl blink her eyes and think of the current situation. "Sir," she raised her head: "Do you want -?" At this point, she suddenly frowned.
He raised his eyebrows and said: "But even if the princess's side is weak, she may not necessarily like us. Besides, the royal party is obviously more unwilling to offend Count Jean Denel than us."
"That's right, Antitina," Brando folded the second piece of letter paper and crumpled it into a ball, "But what if it's not borrowing force, but discharging force?" He said while saying
He said while throwing the paper ball out.
"Release force?"
"This letter is indeed written to Her Royal Highness Princess Grifiine Corcova Odyss," Brando replied. "The meaning is to allow us to find a glimmer of hope from the airtight pressure.
Take a breather," he inverted the tip of the pen, pushed the quill pen and the letter paper flatly together, and pushed them in front of the noble girl, "you write."
"A letter to Her Royal Highness the Princess?" Antitina took the pen and paper, took a breath, and pressed the tip of the pen on the paper: "How to write?"
"You decide the format, write the content like this," Brando snapped his fingers, "Written on the 17th of the Autumn Moon in Tonigel, Fir Barony - Ziqi Griffin Corcovado.
His Highness Defes. During the battle the night before yesterday, Mada's undead army from the side of the 'Black Lord' Instaron bypassed the four southern territories and launched a sneak attack on Fir Castle - not only causing heavy casualties, but also
During the battle, Baron Grudin also died for his country. As a pioneer knight of the kingdom and lord of Valhalla, I feel that I have the obligation to temporarily take on the local defense.
Work. After a night of fighting, the undead have been driven back. However, in order to prevent the undead from invading again, from today on, I will temporarily take charge of the defense and administrative work here." He paused, "until the new lord is personally appointed by Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Before arriving—"
Brando watched the aristocratic girls bury their heads in writing seriously, and the pen tips rustled like whispers in their ears.
"Continue," he said, "and I will question Lord Denel's responsibility here, why he concealed the news that Instar Dragon's undead army was staying in the south, and why he allowed Madara's army to cross without a sound.
The dereliction of duty of the four leaders. Secondly, I hope to gain the understanding of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and finally enclose a magic stone recording images of the battlefield to prove the authenticity of what I am saying below."
Antitina was slightly startled and raised her head, "Magic stone?" She asked, "Where did this come from?"
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door——
The young lord raised his head and said yes, and the door opened. In came Fuluo, the elder sister among the wild elf sisters. The girl looked up at the two people in the room, and then walked to Brando. "Lord, Lord.
," she replied plainly, while placing a gray-white stone ball with fine patterns on the surface in Brando's hand, "What you want." Miss Elf was wearing a corseted leather armor today, with a simple pair underneath.
In the short term, with thin golden braids tied behind the head, the whole person looks natural and capable.
"Have you checked?" Brando asked.
Flo nodded.
Antitina recognized that what Fuluo was holding was the 'Magic Stone' - a magic item made by Buga's wizard craftsmen using mysterious magic techniques. It can record and transmit image information. In fact, as early as Silver
Before the alliance was established, wizard craftsmen discovered a kind of quartz that could record image data in a short time (within a day or two), but the Silver People introduced them into the magic circle to create a quartz that could preserve data for decades.
Magic Stones' Magic Stones are not uncommon, but the noble girl took a closer look at the young man - "The lord prepared all this before yesterday," she thought in her mind, "Although the lord is impulsive, he is not reckless.
…”
Brando put away the stone ball, and then said to Antitina: "With this letter, it depends on the reaction of His Royal Highness Griffith Corcova Odyss, but Her Royal Highness the Princess is a
Smart person, I believe she will take advantage of this opportunity."
"Are you familiar with Your Highness the Princess?" The aristocratic girl grasped the focus of the question with her unique keenness, "Lord?"
"A girl who can leave the undercurrent of Corcova alone, sneak back to her own territory all the way, and use the power of the royal party to oppose her brother, is this kind of mind not mature and firm enough?" Brando turned around and replied,
"Antitina, don't forget that she is not yet sixteen years old this year," he paused, "to take a step back, the people around her will not be deaf or blind. The royal party who has experienced palace struggles will not
Wouldn’t it be possible to see the meaning behind this letter?”
He took the letter from Antitina, flicked it and it made a rattling sound. "Let Earl Denel be on both sides of the fence, swinging between the local faction and the old and new royal parties. All parties are happy."
Seeing a variable like us put pressure on him," Brando replied, "So the key to this letter is not whether what is written on it is true, but how true it can appear. The Royal Party
Obtaining this letter is an opportunity to force Earl Denel to express his position——"
"When you are weak, it is certainly a good idea to choose to become pawns," Antitina frowned, "but once Earl Denel turns to the royal party, we will become abandoned pieces——"
"It's not that simple," the young lord shook his head, "Count Jean Denel is an old fox, cautious by nature, and cannot be easily manipulated by one party. His character is indecisive, and once he is under pressure, his anger will be replaced by vigilance. In this way
Come, at least for the time being, our pressure will be relieved. But in the long run, as long as there is a chance to breathe, there will be variables for us -" He raised the letter and replied: "In the final analysis, strength determines destiny."
The noble daughter glanced at him, but then lowered her eyelids. Brando told them privately that he was just a pioneer knight, but how could a pioneer knight know so many secrets? Regarding the family tradition of the nobles, the character is very important.
Only those aristocratic children who have received specialized education can do it. Although the mysteries of the young man were revealed one by one, Antitina became more and more convinced that there must be a story about him.
Not just her, I'm afraid most people who follow Brando think so.
"But we killed his son," the wild elf girl was a little confused and asked, "That's it?"
"For a long-established nobleman, compared with status and power, heirs are nothing." Antitina replied quietly, "Grudin is not the only descendant of Jean Denel, but it is because of the honor of the family.
, he will not give up. No matter the time, sooner or later, we will always face the army from Gendenel."
Brando nodded in agreement with the noble girl's words. "The chess pieces must also have the value of existence," he replied: "We must let Her Royal Highness see that we can put pressure on Count Jean Denel. If we can't even stand
If you don’t have the ability, no one will be willing to make risky investments in you.”
"Venture capital?"
"Just like a gambler placing a bet," Brando explained, "a good gambler doesn't just believe in luck."
Both girls nodded, indicating that they understood. But Brando put down the letter, opened the drawer and took out another letter, and said to Antitina: "Also, Antitina, what are you doing again?"
Copy this letter again."
The noble girl was startled.
"This letter is for Leto and the others. Next, we will have a battle with Grudin's retainers and Count Jean Denel." The young lord replied, "The only mercenaries I can rely on now are the mercenaries outside.
"Whether they are reliable or not is still unknown." He glanced outside the door and said, "You know, I don't like to rely on uncertain factors, so I need them to give up their original plan and come here to join me."
Antitina opened the letter, read the content, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and asked: "Those people in Green Village, how do you plan to resettle them?"
This is also a question that Brando has been thinking about. He can see that those werewolves are willing to follow him, but they dare not speak due to their low status. But he does not care about this. The population of Green Village is more than 300, because the werewolves
Due to their natural physique and survival in the harsh environment of the black forest, most of these people have black iron level strength. Not to mention other factors, it can be regarded as a powerful help. So he thought for a moment, "
The Eruin people may not be able to accept the Senyans for a while," he replied. "The only way is to let them return to Green Village temporarily. When I find that place, I will need a large population-"
"That place?" Both girls were stunned.
"A fantasy country called Valhalla, you will understand it soon," Brando pointed on the table with his finger, "By the way, what are those druids about? I haven't asked you yet, Antiti
Na.”
"That's just a coincidence," Antitina replied: "I didn't expect the villagers of Green Village to come when I encouraged them. But I thought-"