As soon as the little female dragon left, Brando was finally free. He quickly made a water balloon and threw it in his face. The cold temperature finally calmed down the accelerating blood flow, and then he put on a coat and rushed out.
As soon as she went out, she saw Antitina in the courtyard. Antitina was sitting on a stone chair reading a geography book, but her mind was obviously not in the book.
"The princess seems to be very angry." The staff lady greeted Brando who came out, put down the book, and asked worriedly. "Nothing," Brando sighed, "Where is that guy Aloz?"
"Lord, are you talking about the eldest lady of the Dragon Clan? I didn't see her. She left?"
"No, forget it." Brando turned around and was about to chase him out. "Wait a minute," the staff lady stood up and grabbed him. Seeing her lord turning back with a puzzled look, she reminded her carefully: "
Sort out your clothes, Lord."
According to Brando's habit, he didn't have any particular dress and appearance, so he just put on a coat and ran out. Antitina blushed when she saw his disheveled appearance, and stretched out her hand to straighten his collar.
Brando is not very particular in Tonigel. If it weren't for the magnanimity he showed, it would really make people doubt his noble status. However, commoners would not be so knowledgeable and talented. In fact, Fuluo usually helps him fight.
Dealing with daily life - the careless business lady herself is confused, let alone her responsibilities as the lord's fiancée - that's why the elder of the two wild elf sisters is jokingly called 'the lord's head maid' by the mercenaries.
But if Flo is the head maid, then Antitina's role is more similar to that of a housekeeper. She helped Brando straighten his clothes. He lightly dusted off the black flannel and said slightly angrily: "Lord, what are you doing?"
It would be nice to be able to notice your own majesty."
Brando never thought that majesty was something he was born with, and he didn't care. It wasn't the first time that Antitina helped him tidy up his clothes. To be honest, he couldn't tell that after tidying up, he couldn't tell the difference.
There was no difference before, I just thought it was purely unnecessary. However, he did not refuse. He just asked:
"Antitina, how long have I been unconscious?"
"We have been staying in Ampelsel for half a month, Lord." The staff lady helped him fasten the buttons on his chest. He looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
"So long!" Brando was shocked. He thought he had only been unconscious for two or three days. "After I was unconscious that day, what happened next? Where was Grand Duke Sifah and his minions?"
"The Grand Duke is dead."
"Ha!?" This news was completely unexpected. Brando never dreamed that one of the most important figures in Eruin's history would die.
He was stunned for a moment and then asked: "Antitina, what exactly happened after I fell into coma that day. What happened in the subsequent battle? Please tell me in detail."
…
Endless demons seemed to surge from the darkness. It was as if they were involved in a nightmare with no boundaries and no way to wake up. The rain poured down, and lightning passed through the rain lines, outlining strips between the sky and the earth.
Shiny silver chain.
Princess Griffin's face turned pale——
"Mr. Stephen... ahem... I leave it to you, Your Highness, Princess."
"Mr. Laird, I promise you, in the name of the knight."
"No, Sir Laird! I order you not to do this. I want to stay here!" She screamed in that nightmare. But the serious old knight grabbed her shoulders and threw her out. She
It flew up lightly, over the head of the devil, and the final sight of the fading away was fixed on the kingdom's lion looking proudly to the north in the rain.
The snow-covered plateau moss is where the white lion's honor lies.
That is the battlefield where countless white lions sleep, and the heroic souls of several generations sleep there. Perhaps every knight will eventually return to his hometown, but only the white lions will forever guard this land.
This is a legend passed down from ancient times. They swore an oath under the sword and followed the oath.
The kingdom's lion armor was covered with scars, but the rain quickly washed away the blood. Princess Griffin was already in tears. Templar Stephen grabbed her hand and led her out of the demon army.
A bloody road.
"Why don't you let me die there, there are my people there!" she remembered shouting as if she had lost her mind.
But Stephen looked back at her. "I am not from Eruin, Your Highness Princess. But if everyone sleeps on this battlefield, your kingdom will one day make such a mistake again."
"Please cherish your life, you are not living for yourself."
yes.
Princess Griffin walked out of the temple quickly, took a few steps, and then slowed down. Suddenly she stopped, stood on the marble steps made of snow, and sighed quietly. Yes, she was feeling crazy.
What kind of temper? He even lost his usual calmness and self-control.
"Your Highness, please watch your step." The female officer who caught up behind reminded her breathlessly. "Timis, let's wait here for the Earl to come out." Princess Griffin sighed and turned around to answer.
"What's wrong?"
The princess did not answer. The white snow in the Temple Square reflected the light, which was slightly dazzling. She squinted her beautiful eyes, which were like silver lines. The female officer soon discovered that her Highness the Princess seemed to be in a daze.
For this princess, this is a rare thing.
Griffin was indeed in a trance. Her gaze crossed the distant sky, as if she was back on the battlefield that day under the same blue sky. Knives and swords, iron and blood were intertwined.
A long and heavy poem.
Perhaps dying on the battlefield at that time was a kind of relief. However, those who survived had to bear a heavier burden, and even inherited the grief of the deceased.
But the living have no right to choose. She pursed her lips - too many people have died.
The previous commander of the White Lions, the Lion of the Kingdom, and the sword of the Highlanders, Laird, died. In a war caused by a civil war.
Grand Duke Sifah is also dead, the man she once hated with gritted teeth. He was the operator of the first Titan. He died in the hands of a businesswoman, leaving no trace of his body. When she heard the news, she originally thought she would be happy, but
But even the feeling of excitement has been lost.
Marquis Balta, Marquis Youxi, Count Vitokin, the great swordsman Dejar of the Anleks, and the kingdom's chief wizard Li Woods, no matter what force they belonged to during their lifetime, the ones who died were all Eruin people.
There are even many cadets from the Royal Knights Academy who have no time to leave their names - no one knows what kind of story may be hidden behind an unknown corpse on the battlefield, and no one knows what his close relatives and friends are behind it.
Grief.
Only when Freya was holding Beth's body and crying bitterly, did she feel the cold sting.
That's enough.
It's time for this civil war to end.
But the nobles in the north are still ready to take action and have lost the comfort of the Sifah family. The situation in the future will even become more chaotic and turbulent. The whereabouts of Grand Duke Anlek are unknown, but he will not be captured without mercy. Count Jean Denel has an ambiguous attitude, and there are two
The Grand Duke may be waiting for the unrest to take a piece of the current situation.
On the surface, it seemed that Eruin had ushered in a new life after the war. But in fact, it had reached the edge of the cliff. Princess Griffin suddenly found helplessly that perhaps the previous situation was better.
At least the kingdom isn't in danger of falling apart.
She didn’t even know how she got here in the past half month. There was also an army of silver elves stationed in Ambeisel. The dragon clan’s majestic reputation overawed all the forces and restrained their hands and feet. They did not dare to move. The arrival of Tulaman made Ambeisel
Er's situation became more clear, but she understood that all these seemingly unrelated terms were connected because of that person.
The one who bears the title of 'Miracle'.
She suddenly discovered that the fate of the entire Eruin was actually in the hands of one person. But that person was neither her nor her brother.
…
"You mean, Grand Duke Sifah was beaten to death by Roman's punch? Huh, you are so proud of yourself." Brando felt happy in his heart. Half of the responsibility for Eruin's destruction in the future will be attributed to this guy. If
It's understandable that he was doing it for his own power. But I didn't expect that this guy was actually a cultist.
Brando became furious when he thought that the tragic fate of Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Valkyrie in the future was just because of the crazy plan of a cult organization.
But he quickly fell silent. What really worried him was Antitina's physical condition. In the previous conversation, he asked carefully about the staff lady's "resurrection" on the battlefield, but including Antitina
Even myself, I couldn't tell what was going on.
He began to suspect that it was the demonic item obtained on the battlefield, but Antitina quickly ruled out this possibility after taking out the item. Although he was still unclear about what the item was, Bran
At a glance, you can see that the thing seems to be sealed. It is impossible to have any effect.
Antitina herself also proved that she has no ability to heal herself. First of all, her blood is the red color of a normal person, which proves that she does not have gold or silver blood. Secondly, her wound healing time is also the same as that of a normal person.
But this situation made Brando feel uneasy. He did know that some special abilities could produce the effect of resurrection from the dead, but those were not reassuring abilities. Some even came at the expense of lifespan.
However, Brando did not disclose this information to his staff. It was considered a white lie. He was determined to investigate clearly on his own.
"Self-employed?" Antitina raised her head when she heard Brando's statement.
"It just means it's self-inflicted." Brando explained. The staff lady glared at him: "Lord, don't always invent some strange words. You will be laughed at. You know so much, but you always like to use them.
Some slang."
"Only civilians would say that."
"I didn't invent this." Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly. It has been more than a year since he traveled to this world like a dream, but some verbal words are difficult to change. Especially idioms with historical backgrounds, except for a small
Except for some overlap with Jiufeng's setting, most of them will be regarded as slang for country bumpkins.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. People can quickly adapt to the environment in a short period of time, but they cannot change deep-rooted habits. He has lived in this world for one year, spent seventeen years in the game, and is in another world.
Lived for thirty years.
However, the Grand Duke of Sifah died, and a famous family in history fell into disintegration. Without the restraint of this powerful force in the north, the nobles have become ambitious. No wonder Her Royal Highness the Princess came to look for her in such a hurry.
he.
He also didn't expect that such a famous figure in history would die like this. Marquis Youxi, Count Vitokin, and even Marquis Balta and Master Li Woods all died. Li Woods died in front of another demon.
Under the king's surprise attack, a crew of the Victory, the flagship of the Royal First Fleet, was saved.
Enloch, one of the three heroes of Eruin, also died. Brando thought of the young man who smiled like Caglis and sighed in his heart. He had originally made up his mind to protect them, the future of this kingdom.
"That guy from Bergning actually sent the little prince back," Brando gritted his teeth and replied, "Does he think he can be forgiven like this?"
"No, in fact, Prince Haruze was not sent back by him." Antitina helped him fix the buttons on his sleeves, and finally took a step back, breathing a sigh of relief: "Okay, Lord."
"I heard that it seemed to be sent back by a Medusa. I don't know exactly what happened. Maybe you can ask Her Highness the Princess." Seeing that Brando was still about to speak, the staff lady quickly interrupted him: "
Well, don’t keep Her Royal Highness the Princess waiting too long, Lord – you are now the Earl of the Kingdom.”
"What? Earl? Then where is my fief?" Brando was slightly startled. This was completely beyond his expectation. He didn't care about it at first, but he suddenly asked after hearing it.
"Count Tonigel, Lord."
"Isn't there still no change?" Brando said.
Then he got a hard look.
…
Brando had just walked out of the temple—the reconstruction work of the Great Temple of Andover was actually only half completed. When he passed through many corridors, he saw collapsed walls and numerous scaffoldings.
Of course Brando would never admit it - then he saw Her Royal Highness the Princess waiting outside.
"your Highness."
Princess Griffin turned around and nodded with satisfaction when she saw his attire. "How is your health, Lord Earl?"
"Fortunately... Your Highness the Princess..." Brando was interrupted by Princess Griffin before he finished speaking: "Mr. Brando, the nobles in the north intend to support my brother on the throne. The Saint of Fire
The palace also plans to facilitate peace talks between us and the north, what do you think of this matter?"
Brando was startled, isn't this a good thing? But he immediately reacted: "Do they have conditions?"
"No, they have no conditions. They just want us to promise that the kingdom can maintain the status quo." Princess Griffin replied quietly. Brando fell silent. The kingdom maintains the status quo? Which status quo? This status quo of neither death nor life?
This was unacceptable to both him and the princess.
The nobles in the north still want to maintain the semi-independent status quo since Ain VII. Brando only thinks that these guys are really daydreaming.
He put away his previous joking attitude and asked coldly: "What if we don't agree? Are they about to start a rebellion? Will the Temple of Fire support these people behind their backs?"
Her Royal Highness the Princess shook her head: "I'm afraid not, but even that is unacceptable. The north is facing the threat of war... Laerd... the old army commander has handed over the White Lion Army to you. You should know that, right?
?”
"What!" Brando almost jumped up: "He handed over the White Lions to me? Will others agree?"
He suddenly stopped talking. Marquis Balta died, and Reard also died on the battlefield. If this was really the last lesson of the lion, maybe the White Lion Army would really fall into his hands.
This is good news.
But not entirely——
…
(ps: Wuwuwu, first of all, thank you for the recommendation of the prince. But... I happen to have something to go out tomorrow. Wuwuwu, Ruixiang is exempted, and my home is safe. If by chance I can't come back, qaq...) (To be completed
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