The girl sitting on the bench looked at her close friend in surprise - the one with long silver hair hanging loosely on the princess's dress. Her body was as slender as a doll, and her light silver eyes were filled with calmness.
and the calm half-elf princess. However, this seemingly weak girl is famous in the aristocratic circle for her strong personality.
The silver dagger inlaid with emeralds she wore looked like a sword used by noble ladies for self-defense and suicide, but Magdal had no doubt that she could easily subdue an adult man with that sword - of course, this
This statement is not entirely accurate. Her Royal Highness the Princess is famous for her swordsmanship among the royal family, and even an official knight of the kingdom is no match for her.
The girl put her hands on her knees and couldn't help feeling a little envious. She was also a princess, from the Manticore Principality. She had known Griffin since they were children, and the two had always been close friends. But she was very
She envied the other person's ability to naturally show off her external strength, and even the details of every tiny movement showed the princess's extremely independent temperament. In comparison, she herself learned from the strict aristocracy.
Li Li grew up, and although she was well-educated and knowledgeable, outsiders always regarded her as a gentle, quiet and elegant rich lady.
It can even be said to be the model for most noble daughters of Warend——
But Magdal herself doesn't like this kind of praise. She wants to freely pursue the life she wants - but she doesn't know what the life she wants is, let alone serious.
Her character forces her to take responsibility for her own destiny. The Manticore Principality is just a tiny country in the north of Eruin. The future destiny of a girl of her status is a thread that has been predetermined.
"Why am I suddenly asked to go to Ampelsel, Griffith? Is it because of the war?"
The half-elf princess nodded.
A roaring sound suddenly erupted outside the terrace, and the knights were competing in the square outside. However, the sound quickly died down and did not affect the conversation between the two people inside.
"Has the situation become tense enough?" Magdale asked in a low voice.
"What do you think, Tini, my brother moved faster than I imagined. The Dukes have already formed a coalition. Although the old fox Enlek is still hesitant, I think he will make a decision soon.
." The silver-haired girl stated unhurriedly, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
"Maybe there is a turning point, Griffin." Magdale couldn't help but said.
"It's not that simple. Tini Anlek has always been ambitious. If he wants to be justified, he must either stand with my dear brother or stand with us," the half-elf princess paused and said quietly:
"I don't mind the marriage, but I'm worried that it will harm Haruze."
So the girl sitting opposite her stopped talking and looked at her calmly. They were both close friends and knew that the other would not be stumped by this difficulty.
Because if this is the case, she is not the princess of Eruin.
"Actually, my main concern is Count Jean Denel," the silver-haired girl lowered her voice. "If Duke Anlek is like the dark clouds in the northern sky, it will bring storms at any time - but as long as the wind direction is correct, he will
But they are not necessarily our enemies, they can also be allies. But I suspect that the earl behind him may show us a dagger behind his back at any time."
A glint of interest flashed in Magdale's brown eyes, and she suddenly said: "I happened to hear something, Griffin, that may interest you."
"Go ahead, Tiny."
The princess of the Manticore Principality slightly drew her body closer: "I have a friend who just sent me a magic letter from Jean Denel. He said in the letter that Count Jean Denel seems to have encountered some trouble.
There were some rebellions in his territory, and I think he may not have time to care about things outside the territory for the time being."
"Are you a friend of the temple?" the half-elf princess asked seriously.
Magdal nodded slightly.
The silver-haired girl looked at her close friend seriously. Even though she did not have the blood of an elf, her beauty was as good as hers - but completely different. Her long soft golden hair seemed to be flowing softly anytime and anywhere.
The light was coated with a layer of divine brilliance, setting off her quiet and soft face.
It is not without reason that this girl is called a frowning angel, although such beauty is extremely rare among humans. Griffith couldn't help but think of an ancient human empire in a mythical story.
queen.
It's just that the queen's fate was really miserable in the end, which made her frown slightly and shook her head to throw the thought out of her mind.
In addition, Magdal herself is an extremely devout believer. She is very close to the Temple of Fire and maintains very good personal friendships with many regional priests in the temple. Even because of this extremely harmonious relationship with the temple,
Because of her connections, she was nicknamed the nun princess by many nobles.
The great priests of the temple have publicly praised this girl's devotion to her faith. It is for this reason that this nun princess has not been harassed too much because of her beauty.
Because the fact is often like this, between royal power and divine power, the former makes people yearn for it, while the latter is more respected by people.
"Tini, do you still remember a joke you heard when we were learning the etiquette between royal families?" the half-elf princess suddenly asked: "——In Eruin, there is no lord who will not deal with one or two rebellions.
, otherwise he is not a real lord."
Magdal smiled slightly, probably thinking of the carefree days in the past through Griffin's words.
"Actually, it's pretty much the same everywhere, Griffin."
"Yes," the silver-haired girl nodded: "So don't place your hopes on what will happen to others. I hope that Earl Denel will be in a hurry for a while, but we still have to do what we should do."
"So what can I do, Griffin?"
"I hope you will use your relationship with the temple to persuade the merchants of Ampelsel to refuse the coalition's request to go south." The half-elf princess replied: "Tini, ***port is protected by the temple, they have this
Ability, but I'm worried that those businessmen will be tempted by profits——"
"I know the presiding priest in the Ampelsel area, I can give it a try." Magdal thought for a moment and then asked: "But when should I leave, Griffiin?"
"Don't worry," said Griffith: "As soon as you leave my place, I guess the Dukes will get the news immediately. This matter is very dangerous, Tini, you have to think carefully. Although you are my good friend
, but I don’t want you to get into any trouble——”
"That's why I want to help you, Griffin."
"Thank you," the silver-haired girl glanced in the direction of the terrace - the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami sounded again. This meant that a winner was decided in a certain competition - her silver eyes flashed: "Let me
Help you select a few people who can go with you to complete this task and protect your safety, Tini——"
"Then of course I want Sister Nimesis," Magdale said with a rare cunning look on her face. She would only reveal such an unknown side in front of Griffin: "With her, there is also someone.
You can chat with me to relieve your boredom."
The princess smiled slightly: "You are not polite at all. You want to leave my best knight. But if this is the case, I can only bear the pain and give up - but you have to take good care of Sister Nimesis, she
His temper is much worse than mine."
"Of course." Magdale blinked.
Having said that, in fact, the three of them are close friends who have known each other since childhood. They know each other's personality best. Although Nymesis is born with a cold temperament, she is not someone who loses her temper casually.
.
At this time, a tsunami-like cheering sounded outside the terrace again, covering all the sounds in the house. This time was different from the previous times. The roar of people continued for a long time, making the two people who were familiar with all this understand that this meant
The final stage of the Cavaliers competition is coming.
The half-elf princess was distracted by this voice. She raised her head, her light silver eyes sparkling. However, after a while, she said: "Let's go, let's go see which outstanding young people can be lucky enough to travel with Tini -
"
Magdalen smiled and nodded.
…
The second round of competition is about to begin——
Freya's palms were all sweaty, and her heart was pounding. If the audience outside could look carefully at the face of this girl from the countryside of Butchi, they would definitely notice that it looked like a ripe apple.
Her face was bright red - she was panting violently, sweat slid down her pointed chin, and the military uniform on her back had already been soaked - many consecutive battles had made the future Valkyrie feel a little exhausted.
She has defeated many opponents along the way and has attracted the attention of many people. As a new member of this generation of young students, such performance can be said to be outstanding. But Freya knows that she is not the only one like her.
On another venue, Brayson and three other students also became the most dazzling presence among this group of young students.
She wiped the sweat on her chin with her hand. In comparison, she could indeed be regarded as the least outstanding one among these people.
In the last battle, Brayson used only three moves to defeat his enemy - a member of the Reserve Knights who was one level higher than him. When Freya saw that scene, she realized the past
It still seemed a little rough, but the immature young man has now become more calm and mature, and his sword skills have also improved to this point.
Freya could almost imagine the stunning talent shining brightly on Brayson's sword. The opponent had already found his own place, and this was his best stage.
But in comparison, she herself was a little confused.