The eighty-eighth chapter, the storm has gathered (2), please look forward to it)
Scene 88: The Gathering of Storms (2) (Sixth update, so stay tuned)
Let’s turn our attention to Padelson for now——
The core area of the Jeandener province is located at the junction with Anlek and Vlada territory. It was originally intended to prevent the mountain people from invading northward, but as the kingdom's rule over the south gradually became more stable, it became more and more
***Symbolic center.
Nowadays, the largest fortress in Jeandenel is at Fort Barrasso, but Count Jeandenel still likes to place the administrative center in the city of Padelson.
Padelsund Castle has a history of nearly 130 years. Its style originated from the revival of elven style in the Year of Return of Glory. Today, this castle can be regarded as one of the few surviving works of art of that era.
It is also one of the things that the Denel family is most proud of - it symbolizes the respect that this historically outstanding family has for tradition, and this respect has earned them a high reputation among the upper class nobility.
Of course, this is also in line with the "good reputation" of Lord Jeandenel, the duplicitous person among the nobles in Eruin.
It was like Hood, the veteran porter, had been guarding the gate of this castle for most of his life, but since the November War, this was the first time he saw a knight rushing towards the gate at such a fast speed.
The horse's hooves shook the ground, and the veteran almost thought that he had made a mistake. The world was still peaceful now. Could it be that there was already a war in the north?
The veteran immediately saw clearly the other party's attire - he was one of his own.
There is urgent information!
Hood was very experienced. He pushed away the slow-moving novice, grasped the winch with his veiny hands, and the gate immediately creaked up.
The knight didn't stop at all, just like a bolt of lightning passing over the drawbridge, he went straight into the castle.
The information in his hand was quickly transferred to the castle chamberlain, and then handed over to the steward. Not much time was wasted in passing it through the layers. He asked Earl Denel to develop three emergency levels for his letter. This letter is an additional one.
Urgent level one.
This level of intelligence has not appeared for nearly ten years.
Because most of them are military reports.
Soon, the butler rang a bell, which was connected by a wire to Count Jeandenelle's room. Nobles could use magic devices, but this count had a hobby - he himself would be so...
A little bit of magic, because it is always believed that magical things are not safe.
If he can use machinery, then he will never use magic.
This is also a well-known anecdote in aristocratic circles.
Count Jeandenelle was conversing with his guest when the bell on his left hand rang.
This Earl is now gray-haired, but no one can tell how old he is. He participated in the November War - of course, for the upper-class nobles, the tragedy of the November War has almost nothing to do with them.
That war indeed severely damaged the vitality of the kingdom, and it is still fresh in the memory of these nobles.
The Earl is wearing a monocle today and is neatly dressed. He wears a black mink coat with a silver ruffled raffia collar. He has a beautiful beard, although there is a trace of kindness on his face.
smile.
But for others, the smile signifies an elusive emotion.
Especially the guest sitting at the bottom - this guest is not from Cruz, and even many people like him do not admit that they are from Eruin.
Among the Eruin population, this type of people have a common name - mountain people.
Mountain people, as the name suggests, are the people of the mountains, but there are many ethnic groups called mountain people in Warnd, most of them are barbarians; the mountain people of Eruin should belong to a branch of the Natai people. It was true two hundred years ago
They are considered an uncivilized nation, but after being ruled by the Kingdom, they have gradually integrated into the civilized world.
However, one thing has not changed. The mountain people have always pursued their own freedom. Of course, this kind of freedom is precisely what the kingdom will not tolerate, so the borders of the Denel region have never been stable.
, various conflicts and border wars occur all year round.
Of course, not all mountain people are like this. Some mountain people are also willing to accept the rule of the kingdom - for example, the guest sitting in front of the earl at the moment comes from the area under the earl's jurisdiction. His purpose of coming here is very simple.
.
That is to hope that Earl Denel can reduce taxes in the south.
Because of Madala's invasion - in fact, it is an open secret that Madala's army is still entrenched in the south - the war has had a devastating impact on local agriculture and production. Many areas have almost no harvests, not to mention heavy losses.
The taxation makes it difficult to survive.
But the kingdom seemed unable to see this, and its rule over these mountain people became more and more strict.
Count Jeandenelle just listened carefully to the guest's story about their difficulties. He always smiled and did not express his opinion. For an old man like him, his smile seemed to make him look like a kind old man.
, but the guests sitting below never dare to think so - most of those who think so will not have a decent ending.
The envoy of the mountain people finished speaking and was just about to tell his request when the bell on Count Denel's left hand began to jingle.
The count's expression moved slightly. This was the first time since this afternoon that he could not keep the smile on his face.
He remembered how long it had been since he received urgent information.
The old man frowned slightly and stood up. However, he did not appear rude at all. Instead, he politely nodded apologetically to the other party and said, "Sorry, wait a moment and let me leave."
"Please, my lord." The envoy stood up fearfully, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.
The old Earl left the study, opened a door and entered the next room. He immediately saw his staff and deputies waiting for him. In front of this deputy for many years, Count Jean Denel did not maintain an unchanged expression;
He immediately lowered his face and asked, "What's going on?"
"It has something to do with Tony Geer." the staff member replied.
"Is it still the same thing as last time?" The Earl took a silver snuff bottle from the servant on the side and took a breath. "That waste hasn't been dealt with yet? It's been half a month!"
The old nobleman said angrily.
"There is new information this time, sent by Sir Pallas."
"Palas?"
Let Count Denel pause for a moment. Although Pallas is Grudin's retainer, he is also his old subordinate. He participated in the November War with him - although he only participated in a few small battles at the end, but
Almost all of Count Jean Denel's core confidants were trained at that time.
Pallas was loyal to him and his family, and Count Denel did not doubt it. Therefore, when he heard the news that it was this old knight, he immediately calmed down and asked:
"what did he say."
The staff member did not answer, but handed him the letter.
…
"Brando?"
When Princess Griffin heard the name, her thin eyebrows finally moved slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in her pale silver eyes.
This surprise only existed in the girl's expression for a moment, and then she frowned: "That young man told you that his name is Brando?"
The half-elf princess raised her eyelashes slightly and looked at the guests in front of her:
"Most people would probably not reveal their true identity easily under such circumstances."
"That's an ordinary person," Earl Baal interrupted for the first time. He put his hand on his chest and saluted slightly: "But I think the other person is not an ordinary person. A person who has such a close relationship with the Silver Elf, no matter how ordinary, is not ordinary."
Go there, Your Majesty the Princess——"
Griffith intertwined her slender fingers and placed them on her chin. She thought for a moment in a daze:
She lowered her head: "You said he has silver strength?"
"I'm afraid it is." Macaro nodded.
"Twenty years old." Princess Griffin looked at Eco, but her heart was actually in a state of turmoil. Alfwell clearly told her that the young man was only at the black iron level at best: "That's not the same as Mr. Eco."
"That's a real genius -" Buga replied: "There's another interesting thing, his swordsmanship..."
"What happened to his swordsmanship?"
"His swordsmanship has some familiar shadows to me, like...a bit like a person I know..."
"Mr. Buga, please continue."
"Sword Master Darus."
"Sword Master Darus," the half-elf girl was puzzled: "Mr. Buga, you said that the standard Eruin military swordsmanship used by that young man is not from the same lineage as Master Darus?"
"Sword Master Darus can also use military swordsmanship," Li Woods replied: "Your Highness, you have forgotten that he is a soldier."
However, her mental activities were not seen by others. Lee Woods continued: "A silver swordsman who is only twenty years old is already very rare -"
The old man said while looking at Eco.
The young man lowered his head in embarrassment.
The half-elf girl was a little emotional after hearing these words. A group of equally outstanding young people emerged from the championship competition that just ended - she couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Lord Martha is really still looking after Elu?
because.
But if that was the case, why was the situation so difficult and she often felt powerless.
The princess felt a little tired, but she immediately used her extraordinary will to force herself to divert her attention. She took a breath and her face lost some color.
But he still asked seriously: "Besides, Master Lee Woods."
"your Highness."
"You said that the golden apple in that young man's hand really had no connection with his soul?"
"Yes, I am sure that I am not wrong," Leawoods replied: "I can guarantee this with my decades of honor as a court magician."
This time the half-elf girl was really moved. Legend has it that a golden apple can change a person's destiny and bring about a completely different person.
If there is a golden apple, can my weak brother become the real king of Eruin?
But what made her a little confused was that anyone who got the golden apple would probably immediately find a way to keep it for themselves. But why was the young man unmoved - was it just a fake?
Impossible, my teacher will never get it wrong.
However, Her Royal Highness the Princess thought that since the person had such a close relationship with the Silver Elf, he might not really be an ordinary person, and he might have other plans for the Golden Apple.
And when she thought about the legends about Highland Knights, dragon magic and silver elves, her heart was pounding for a moment. Griffith raised his head, his eyes bright: "Can you think of a way to win him over?"
"Coaxing?"
Everyone was stunned. Of course they thought that they would be willing to do this regardless of the relationship between the other party and the Silver Elf or the owner of the golden apple.
But they have offended each other, so what should they do? Although the young man showed that he has a good impression of the royal family, this does not mean anything.
"It's a bit difficult -" the most pragmatic Macaro immediately replied.
"No."
Her Royal Highness the Princess smiled and shook her head. She felt a little funny when she thought about this matter: "Maybe it's not as difficult as you think - if this is the same person."
Everyone was stunned.
The princess went down and twisted the letter in front of her with two fingers and handed it over.
