"Written in Tonigel, Fir Barony, on the 17th day of the twilight month of Autumn - His Highness Ziqi Grifiin Corcova Odyss. During the battle the night before yesterday, from the 'Black Lord'
Mada's undead army on the Instaron side bypassed the four southern territories and launched a sneak attack on Fir Castle - not only causing heavy casualties, but Baron Grudin also died for his country during the battle. As a result, he passed here.
Thanks to the hospitality of the Baron, I am the pioneer knight of the kingdom and the lord of the Valhalla area. 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, but in order to prevent the undead
In case of another invasion, starting from today, I will temporarily take charge of the defense and administrative work here until the new lord appointed by Her Royal Highness the Princess arrives——"
Macaro took the letter and was only halfway through reading when his expression became a little strange. However, he was still well-informed, so he coughed and continued reading:
"And I am here to question the responsibility of Count Jean Denel, why he concealed the news that Instaron's undead army was staying in the south, and why he failed to disclose the news that the undead army of Instaron was staying in the south, and why he neglected his duty by allowing Madala's army to pass through the four territories without any sound. Secondly,
I hope to gain your Royal Highness the Princess’s understanding, and I will enclose with this letter a magic stone that records images of the battlefield to prove the accuracy of what I am saying below.”
He raised his head.
"The magic stone is here with me," Her Majesty the Princess replied without changing her expression: "Please continue reading, Lord Macaro."
"No more, Your Highness Princess."
"No, there is one more thing." The princess's thick eyelashes drooped slightly.
Macaro picked up the letter and saw a line of small words below. When he saw that line of small words, his eyelids suddenly jumped and his eyebrows raised slightly: "——Brando."
There was silence on the scene.
Macaro put the letter back in its place with a strange expression, then looked at the others and joked: "I know that Baron Grudin is not loyal to his duties, but this little guy is a little too bold...
"
He thought for a while, but couldn't find a word to describe this boldness: "It's simply..."
"Absurd!" Master Lee Woods said coldly: "This is a challenge to the kingdom. He is breaking the rules of the game between nobles."
Princess Griffin frowned when she heard the word "game rules". This subtle change in expression did not escape the eyes of the meticulous Earl Violet.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"I believe what Mr. Brando said." The first person to speak surprised everyone. It was Eco. Although this young man was a little embarrassed, he still stood up and said: "The Brando I know
Mr. Do is a true knight."
"People can be disguised, young man." Master Lee Woods said.
This is indeed true. Macaro and Count Violet both nodded slightly. As nobles who have experienced struggles for a long time, they understand the human heart and human nature much more deeply than the average person.
The half-elf girl's expression was a bit dull. She said nothing, and her expression showed neither approval nor disapproval. She just fluttered her eyelashes slightly, and looked at the young man who spoke for the first time with her pale silver eyes.
people.
"Master Lee Woods," Eco saluted the old man respectfully, but did not flinch at all: "Between life and death, people cannot tell lies. What's more, what I see is actions, not just words."
The childishness on the young man's face gradually faded. He looked around at everyone present - except Princess Griffin - and said: "Otherwise, I don't think Mr. Brando can rebuke us so justly, and even the legendary
The artifacts all agreed with his words——"
"kindness?"
The half-elf girl was slightly startled. She had heard Macaro and others mention the artifact induction before. But what did this young man named Eco mean when he said that Brando reprimanded them righteously and caused the artifact induction?
She looked at the others curiously. This curiosity was no different from the curiosity of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl about the outside world, except that the princess's behavior was a little more restrained and well-behaved.
Lee Woods didn't expect that Eco would bring this matter up. They originally planned to hide this little process. After all, it was not a glorious thing; but when he saw Her Royal Highness the princess's rare look like a little girl, he knew to hide it.
But go ahead, if Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to know something - then she will definitely know it - given her intelligence.
The master coughed and nodded to Macaro.
Macaro was even more helpless, because he was the one who was scolded the most. But out of desperation, the cunning fox could only repeat the whole thing.
After saying that, he added: "Your Highness, we are not deliberately hiding such a trivial matter."
Princess Griffin nodded and said tolerantly: "It's not surprising that different positions and opinions lead to conflicts. But speaking of it, Teacher Lee Woods, this is what you taught me -"
Lee Woods quickly lowered his head in fear. He knew that this was the student's vague complaint that he tried to hide the incident. This made the old man both frightened and relieved. The frightened nature came from the suspicion of the superiors, but the relieved
Her Royal Highness the Princess expressed an attitude of complaint rather than blame, which can be regarded as a kind of intimacy.
Macaro and Earl Baal looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Her Royal Highness the Princess had already stated that she would not pursue the case. Although Earl Violet was nominally deployed by Grand Duke Luen, since his lord had chosen to side with him, he
You must serve this new interest alliance wholeheartedly.
But the half-elf girl asked again: "But you said that when the young man named Brando reprimanded you, he was connected to the artifact. I am very curious about what he said that caused such a big commotion."
"He asked us if we still remember the faith of the late king." Macaro replied in a low voice. In fact, Brando's question greatly shook him, and every word the young man asked hit home.
At least for the royal party, this is a questioning of their ideals and pursuits. It sounds intolerable, but the other party makes every statement so reasonable that they cannot refute it.
"oh?"
Now Griffin was really interested. She suddenly remembered the story Overwell told her. The story about a knight leading a group of refugees to charge against Madara's heavy army. That story seemed like
Shining in the ancient times - in that era when the blood in the bodies of the Eruin nobles had not yet become indifferent.
But what makes people's hearts sway is that this story really happened in the same era as her.
So she always remembered the knight in the story.
But today, Macaro's words made her couldn't help but recall that scene again: "Can you tell me?" Her Royal Highness the Princess asked subconsciously.
Macaro was a little embarrassed.
Count Violet next to him took the initiative to stand up for the first time, and he replied: "I will repeat it."
"Thank you." The half-elf girl nodded slightly.
Earl Baal's expression became more serious: "I remember that in the most glorious era of Eruin, the knights of Eruin held horns and flying swallow-tailed flags - when the horn blew, the blade of the kingdom moved forward."
The room suddenly fell silent.
Macaro sighed and took over Count Baal's words: "I remember that the battlefield was a sea of flags, embroidered with the golden coat of arms of Corcova, the coat of arms of Golan Elson,
Alek's coat of arms. I remember that the nobles of that era still kept their oaths——"
"Remember that oath?"
"of course I remember."
Her Royal Highness the Princess closed her eyes slightly, clasped her hands together and intertwined her fingers, clasping them tightly and placing them on the tip of her nose as if praying. The answer in her heart was clear to everyone, and she read silently: "I stand under this sword.
The oath of the sages!"
"I swear to lead my people - to lead them away from strife and killing, and away from the arrogance and greed of the imperial nobles; I swear that in order not to repeat this cold-blooded mistake of history, I will make the nobles of this new kingdom obey
The spirit of chivalry - just and strict, upright and brave, kind and generous. I make this oath and will abide by it for the rest of my life!"
When the last syllable fell, the weak yet strong half-elf princess felt in a trance.
What the young man said was so clear, and seemed to hit the weakness in her heart - Griffith always thought she was strong enough, but when someone could understand her lifelong dream.
This strong half-elf girl was still stunned.
It's like she doesn't know that there is another self in another world, practicing all this with the same determination and hard work.
In that world, Eruin was like a stormy boat in the dark sea, but she guided the ship forward in the stormy waves with incomparable faith.
The dream that runs through Eruin's main line in the Amber Sword——
Like a light in the darkness, it attracts all the moths that fly to the flame.
Whether it's the Valkyrie or the players of Eruin, countless people have made their dreams intertwined just to realize the dream of this regent princess.
In that dream, the late King Ekko swore under his sword to lead his knights to break through this darkness and bring warmth and peace to everyone.
That dream was shattered.
But at this moment, this dream had just occurred. Princess Griffin opened her eyes, and the hesitation of the past few days seemed to be swept away. Although the dark clouds in the northern sky were getting thicker and thicker, and the first snow seemed to be about to start, she felt that she
Already found the direction.
"He's right." The half-elf girl looked a little more serious: "But dreams must break through reality before they can be called reality. The difficulties will not be reduced by half because we become determined. The question is, how do we deal with it?
.”
"What do you think?" she raised her head and asked.
"Tell me what you think about this matter——"
…
(***. There are always countless prophets. You have worked hard, I will satisfy you.)
