, nbsp; The cyan rider galloped along the slope. Bunid's hands covered with scale gloves tightly grasped the reins and turned around on the horse. To the north of Ampelser, several huge giants were opening on the horizon.
The Gate of Light, countless armies are pouring out from it, densely packed like a swarm of ants≥*Book*()
"In half an hour, the complete formation of the Black Blade Legion will appear on the battlefield of Ampelsel, and the Cruz people will also intervene."
"Sir, what do you think we should do?"
The leader of the Highland Knights solemnly watched the small black dots rising from the horizon - they were the flying dragon brigade of the Black Blade Legion - covering the sky and the sun in an instant, heading towards Ampelsel.
This number... is far more than the Black Blade Legion. It seems that the Temple has completely deviated from neutrality. The nobles and nobles in the north and the forces hidden in the Temple in Eruin have all turned to Archduke Sifah.
The Cruz people want to solve the problem once and for all.
He turned back and looked at his men: "What do you think?"
"The Highland Knights have been waiting for this day for a long time, my lord."
"Everything is consistent with that prophecy, sir, we trust your judgment."
"The kingdom tried to forget that war, but the veterans never forgot a day."
"Because it's an agreement."
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"Because this is an agreement," the copper dragon Leto looked at the dark sea outside Tonigel and said quietly to Kuran beside him - the situation in the north is becoming more and more tense day by day, maybe today, maybe yesterday,
The young lord must have started implementing his plan in Ampelssel - he turned back:
"On the highlands, knights never forget their promises to others."
"So, you discovered it from the beginning." Kuran asked.
"That brocade is unique," Leto replied: "Besides, veterans also have their own pride, so why would they just take orders from a child, even if the other person is a noble?"
"Besides, didn't you recognize it from the beginning?"
"The half-century-long war," Kuran replied, "has brought serious disasters to Eruin that have continued to this day. Since the second revival, the nobility has completely fallen. It is just a superficial appearance. In the final analysis, it is still invisible.
Eliminate..."
"Even people like Laird are scared," Leto sighed: "His prestige back then was second only to the Marshal. But I don't agree with him. I just want to protect Eruin.
Betraying the very foundation of this kingdom.”
"Why does Eruin exist?"
"Because I long for glory."
"So what was the answer back then?" Kuran asked.
"No one knows," Leto shook his head: "Those who knew are no longer in this world. Maybe Lord Turaman knew something, but he also left the kingdom because of this."
"Actually, I have a guess."
Leto turned around and looked at his former comrade curiously.
"Before I accepted the trial, the Marshal once asked me a question," Kuran took a deep breath: "What is the truth of history?"
What is the truth of history?
…
"So." Brando couldn't help but look around inexplicably and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
"I thought you would ask this question a little later, Lord Lord." Charles smiled awkwardly and replied. Brando stared at him coldly, not giving this guy a chance to be cunning.
"Actually, the answer is very simple," Charles glanced at Her Royal Highness, and stammered: "You may have guessed part of the answer. My relationship with you is the Highland Knight and his mage attendant.
Relationship."
"Ciel."
"No, sir. I'm not kidding you."
Brando was slightly startled. It was like a flash of lightning struck in the darkness in his mind, instantly igniting something. He raised his head and saw Charles looking at him seriously.
"That's right, Lord Lord, you are a true highland knight." Charles smiled a little evilly, "I have never told a lie. Everything is determined by destiny."
"This is impossible, Charles. You are kidding." Brando suddenly felt that there must be something wrong here, "We are not..."
He half wanted to say the words planeswalker, but when the matter came to an end, he found that it was so difficult to speak.
"It seems that you understand, Lord Lord. I remember you once asked me what a card is, and I answered you like this - a card is the embodiment of a rule and a collection of concepts, just like
You can summon Ciel with the Highland Squire card, and you can summon Medisa with the Silver Elf Knight. That's because we both have a close connection with you."
"The world of planeswalkers is the reflection of the laws of the world. However, history and cause and effect are also a kind of laws." Ciel replied in his heart.
"But what does that matter? I can't be a Highland Knight..." Brando felt a little unacceptable, as if someone told him that a lie can eventually become a fact after repeated many times, which somewhat subverted his values.
.Because he knows better than anyone else who he really is.
He is Sophie and Brando. He is not even a noble. He used to be a gamer, and now he is just a fool with a heroic dream. He had nothing to do with this world in his previous life, and he is just a mill in this life.
Son of the Lord.
The only person he has any relationship with the nobility may be his mother who is a Cadrego.
He suddenly froze.
How could the Kadirego people leave the Karasu Highlands? They have been nobles in the highlands for generations and have been married to highland knights for generations, and how could his mother marry to Braggs? He has been avoiding thinking about his own destiny in this life.
In my family, the one who left the deepest impression in my memory is probably my grandfather who participated in the November War.
But after the Golden Tree, all this was cut off, and he deliberately did not disturb Brando's peaceful life in the past.
However, today, it all seemed to come together again, forming something that he could not ignore.
Ciel looked at him, "——From a certain moment on, you became a true Highland knight, Lord, you should understand this."
"No," Brando shook his head: "I still don't understand. Even though I may have some connection with the Highland Knights, as far as I know, the inheritance of the Highland Knights is definitely not like this..."
"Yes." Charles smiled mysteriously: "Lord, you might as well think carefully about why you summoned me? And what is the inheritance of the Highland Knights?"
This does not trouble Brando. The precepts of the Highland Knights are engraved on the ancient stone slabs of the Karasu Plateau and have been praised for generations. Many travelers and poets have told these precepts and spread them all over the world. As a player, he remembers it clearly -
- Highland knights have been passed down from generation to generation, and the blood connection cannot be severed. From the moment his descendants took over the sword of their ancestors, they embarked on this path.
But before he could finish reading this sentence, he suddenly froze.
His face turned white.
The sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang.
Charles smiled and said nothing.
'Besides, my brocade is not bad♀I'm not bragging. The old sergeant praised me personally, saying that among our current batch of students, my brocade is the best.'
'My bedroom door is not far from me. Thanks to Lady Martha, I only need to rush out a few steps to see my sword lying there peacefully.'
'That sword is also one of my family heirlooms. My grandfather once used it in battle. It is said that he served as a squire for a knight for a period of time, and this sword was awarded to him by the knight--'
'That sword should be made in the 32nd year. It has the mark of ivy. It is to commemorate the victory in the battle of Golan-Elsen Plateau.'
'I remember that that year, His Majesty changed the format of the cavalry sword, changing the length of the sword from the original two arms to one and a half arms, and the copper ornaments on the guard were also replaced with ordinary iron flowers. This was for
Save costs to adapt to the longer and longer 'November War'.
Brando couldn't hear anything clearly, he only felt a roar in his head. It was as if something exploded. He closed his eyes and felt that he was a complete idiot.
What thirty-two-year-old sword commemorates the victory in the Battle of Golan-Elsen Plateau? I am really an idiot. Wasn't it the Highland Knight who participated in the Battle of Golan-Elsen Plateau? He
I should obviously remember all this, but because of deliberate neglect and being misled by Brando's memory, I forgot this most important point.
Brando stayed for a long time before finally coming back to his senses. Fortunately, there was another half of the soul in his body, which prevented him from being unable to accept this fact. In fact, it was just the opposite. He quickly calmed down -
- After secretly cursing Brando, this big idiot, he looked at the whole thing through Sophie's eyes, and then everything seemed simple and clear.
He raised his head and looked at Charles, Overwell, Nymesis and Her Royal Highness the Princess. It seemed that only these four people present knew the truth.
But why these four people are a bit interesting. Brando sorted out his thoughts for a while, and then asked: "So, it seems that my grandfather is not just a family member as he said.
An unknown veteran of the November War?"
Brando is not stupid enough to think that Her Royal Highness the Princess will know every veteran of the November War. Moreover, judging from her and Overwell's previous reactions, it is very likely that her grandfather has a great background. Then contact the Highland Knights
The words of Captain Bunid made Ciel's identity extremely suspicious.
Brando was suddenly annoyed that he had hidden the whole thing from him. Although this kid had indeed been cute and stupid in the past twenty years, the plot still made him feel a little bit bloody.
So now, he needs an answer.
"You don't know?" Princess Griffin was slightly startled, but she immediately realized: "The marshal has indeed complied with the agreement and has not revealed a word to outsiders."
She looked at Charles beside her: "Mr. Charles?"
Charles couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Actually, this was a misunderstanding, but in fact, since that day I came back to this world, I have understood that the twin goddess Alice is really weaving the world with threads.
fatalistic--"
"Like I said, there is destiny in the world."
"Marshal?" Brando seemed to hear an inexplicable word. As far as he knew, Eruin had never had such a military rank, position, title or title. "What on earth is going on?"
"Lord, in fact, just as you guessed, your grandfather was never an unknown person." Charles sighed before replying.
Brando was silent. He had already expected this. How could his grandfather's Jin Chaochao be possessed by a veteran? To say that Leto was also a veteran of the November War, but compared to his grandfather, he was inferior.
Different places.
The funny thing is that Brando has been thinking that his grandfather is just a little bit extraordinary for nineteen years, which makes him a bit dumbfounded.
The most ridiculous thing is that Brando never knew his grandfather's name. When the old man was still alive, people around him called him 'Old Joe Luce'. But this was obviously a pseudonym, and Brando never remembered it.
There is no famous name that overlaps with this name.
Sure enough, Charles continued to answer: "In fact, it all starts with the Highland Knights, just as you expected, Lord - your grandfather was a genuine Highland Knight when he was young, and your body
The blood of Highland knights flows in China."
"At that time, he had a mage attendant named Charles Pyrosh."
"Ah——" The young people around seemed to have heard a bizarre story, and they looked at the young mage telling the story in shock. Although Brando had expected it, he couldn't help but take a breath:
"Ciel? Parosh... Ciel? Parosh, Ciel, are you the mage of the Pailosh family?"
Charles nodded.
"Parosh is the most prominent title among the tower wizards, and their bloodline is also the closest to the Silver People. To have you as a servant, you don't want to tell me that my grandfather or I should be named Kadi.
Lotso?"
Princess Griffin intervened: "Mr. Charles, he did not lie. Brando, your grandfather is a descendant of the most prominent family among the Highland knights - his real name should be Darus Cady.
Luosuo, which is what people often call...Earth Jiandarus..."
Brando only felt that he was listening to a legend at that moment, but this time he experienced it personally. In that distant memory, the kingdom was in the heyday of the Second Restoration, and three people in Eruin had reached the peak.
The strong men in the world—Earth Chiandarus, Gurekesh of the Kingdom of Destiny, and Tullaman, the scholar of Mithril Castle.
But Brando never dreamed that the most famous of the three would be his grandfather.
He stared blankly at Her Royal Highness the Princess and Charles.
Ciel couldn't help but smile bitterly again: "Lord, in fact, your grandfather has another name - he was honored because of this name, and also fell into decline because of this name - The Dragon of Halasg, for the first time
Marshal of the Alliance of Flame Temple in the Holy War..."
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"So," Curran asked finally, "you wrote a letter to Bunid? What did you tell him in the letter?"
Leto nodded and looked in the direction of the sea. After a while, he replied: "I just asked him if he still remembers the dragon of Harrasg."
"Haha," Kuran suddenly laughed: "Of course I remember."
