When the wheels of the carriage ran over the gap between the stone slabs, they vibrated slightly and made an uninterrupted rutting sound. The interior of the carriage shook slightly, but it became quiet for a while.
Princess Griffin seemed to understand Brando's question, and there was a trace of doubt in her silver-gray eyes, "Magic? Mr. Brando, Haruze has not started practicing magic yet. I plan to make him mature."
After thinking about it again, not to mention Haruze, as a member of the royal family... I actually don’t intend for him to get too close to the wizards."
This is a tradition in the world of Warnd. Nobles often ask their children to practice magic, but there is rarely a similar situation in the royal family. Magic is related to mystery and unknown power, and as the heir to the throne, he must be as far away from unpredictability as possible
Even in those big aristocratic families, the eldest son rarely has a wizard background. Even Princess Griffin herself, Lee Woods is just her teacher of occult science, wizard etiquette, and history.
"Is that so..." Brando stared at the area between Haruze's thumb and index finger. The sides of the magic triangle were so smooth that they were almost transparent. This was a sign that magic had triggered a reaction at least once; but it was not like his first time.
The ring formed a stable law after taking the wind for the first time. In Brando's memory, there is only one spell that can cause such a change, and that is black magic.
"Is there any problem, Mr. Brando?" Princess Griffin frowned and glanced at her brother. Haruze was so scared that he lowered his head and put his hands between his knees.
But Brando said calmly: "No, I just feel that His Highness's hands are more like a wizard than a swordsman. When ordinary noble children are as old as him, they have already started to practice swordsmanship, right?" He
While speaking, he saw His Royal Highness Haruze raised his head and glanced at him in surprise; Brando saw that Princess Griffin was not paying attention and blinked at the little prince - so frightened that the former quickly lowered his head.
, as if he was afraid of being noticed by his sister.
The princess didn't pay attention to this, and she felt a little blushing. Haruze had indeed started to practice swordsmanship very early. The problem was how could she have the nerve to say that her brother was just an incompetent guy, not to mention practicing swordsmanship. He even held the sword.
The sword also lacks courage.
"Haruze...because after leaving the royal capital, I haven't been able to spare much time to take care of him..." She finally sighed and took all the responsibility on herself.
"Sister..." Haruze said weakly.
"Shut up," Princess Griffin suddenly said sternly: "There are also your own reasons for this. You should examine it carefully." Brando couldn't help but feel a little funny when he looked at the siblings. He thought that maybe the little brother
The prince's cowardly side is also due to the eldest princess, because compared to ordinary sisters, Princess Griffin is too strong.
Haruze was scolded by his sister. Sure enough, he obediently lowered his head and stopped talking, like a trembling and curled up little animal.
But Brando asked knowingly: "There are also Sir Overwell and Lord Macaro, right? If I remember correctly, these Lords are all famous swordsmen in the kingdom."
He suddenly noticed that Roman on the side was feeding a white cat with a piece of biscuit. The white cat was squatting on her knee. He didn't even notice when the little thing appeared. He only saw her holding her head high.
She narrowed her golden eyes and looked at him. Antitina on the side noticed the gaze of her lord. She turned back and curiously reached out to stroke the cat's head.
Brando saw the cat squinting his eyes in comfort before turning back. Her Royal Highness the Princess obviously noticed this scene, but she did not realize the purpose of Brando's question, but replied: "They all
I taught Haruze. But Haruze's talent in swordsmanship..." The half-elf girl looked disappointed and helpless.
From older times, nobles have led their people to fight in battle to resist the invasion of monsters. The strength of the nobles themselves means whether they have the ability to protect those who are attached to them. Although as the boundaries of civilization further expanded, the peaceful
The times have begun to extend, and now the symbolic significance of the swordsmanship of the nobles is far greater than its actual significance. However, as the heir to the throne, if he is a waste, it will more or less affect his majesty in the eyes of his courtiers.
"Swordsmanship talent is only one aspect of the problem. A normal person enters the golden age of learning at the age of twelve. It may not be too early to make a conclusion now. However, for a qualified swordsman, the first thing he must have is the courage to defeat himself."
Brando looked at Haruze and said slowly. He didn't know whether His Highness the Prince had extraordinary talents, but he understood that for His Highness the Prince, the crux of the problem might not be talent at all.
And in terms of courage.
Princess Griffin looked at him in surprise. Of course Her Royal Highness heard Brando's implication, "Mr. Brando, what do you mean?"
She was a little desperate. Overwell had taught Haruze swordsmanship for a while. Although Sir Wolf was patient, he could not give Haruze the courage to face his own sword.
Brando nodded. This was also his original thought. In his vision, a kingdom like Eruin would eventually move towards a government system similar to the aristocratic parliament of the Cruz people around the Second Age. It seems that Her Royal Highness the Princess is currently also
Realized this. But before that, Eruin was the king who finally over-completed this change. He at least did not want to see a coward who was at the mercy of others.
What's more, if the players on the forum read it correctly, Haruzeri should become an outstanding king.
"Your Highness, Princess, do you also want me to become Prince Haruze's teacher?" He thought for a moment and asked: "But I don't have much experience, so I can't guarantee that I will be able to teach Your Highness the Prince anything."
Brando was not modest, he was just taking a precaution. Before him, Overwell and Leigh Woods had served as the teacher of His Royal Highness the little prince, and he thought that he was not only good at foresight of the future and inside information.
They are not necessarily much better than these outstanding people of this era, and are even far inferior to them.
On the other hand, he does have little experience. However, he prefers to use this little prince as an experiment. The worst result will not have any negative impact, but if it succeeds, the harvest will be too great.
What's more, establishing a good relationship with the future King can gain a higher reputation both with Haruze and Her Majesty the Princess. Brando knows very well how much the Princess cares about his younger brother.
Princess Griffin's ideas are completely different from Brando's. The inheritance of Sword Master Darus is enough for Brando to become the teacher of His Royal Highness. She knows that there are huge connections behind it, not to mention
Brando himself is also excellent in swordsmanship and knowledgeable.
She took a gentle breath. As expected, her affection for Brando deepened. She finally restrained her surprise, and immediately said to her brother beside her: "Haruze, call the teacher quickly."
But Haruze raised his head, glanced at Brando with some fear, turned around and whispered: "Sister..." He was obviously still worried about Brando revealing his secret before.
Princess Griffin did not expect her brother's inner world at all. She frowned like a stern mother and said without objection: "Mr. Haruze Brando is the son of Sword Master Darus."
Descendant, even Mr. Buga’s swordsmanship is not as good as that of Mr. Brando, not to mention Mr. Brando’s profound knowledge. Even Mr. Lee Woods and Mr. Garlock have praised him. As your teacher, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?”
Her tone became more severe, which startled Haruze. The little prince reluctantly lowered his head to Brando and shouted in a low voice: "Teacher." The voice was as weak and soft as a lamb,
Brando didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could clearly see that although His Highness the Prince was respectful, but not to mention himself at this moment, even a pig, Haruze, could obediently call it "Teacher" under the pressure of Her Highness the Princess.
Fortunately, he is not in a hurry. After all, Haruze is just a child with a weak personality. If he can't handle a child in two lifetimes, then he might as well go home and plant sweet potatoes in the morning.
What's more, His Highness the Prince still has something in his hands.
Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
Then the two exchanged swords according to the etiquette of Warnd's world. Of course, this was just a ceremony. The process was that Haruze first took off his sword and handed it to Brando. Then Brando turned the sword around.
, presented to His Royal Highness the Prince. In the classical era, this process symbolized the teacher giving knowledge and sword to the students, but nowadays this ceremony has become a ceremonial form.
After completing this formal etiquette, Brando has become a teacher and student to Prince Haruze. In fact, Brando, as a player, has heard of the existence of this etiquette. But he is not aware of it.
Generally speaking, teachers and students have a certain period of observation as to the details inside, and the ceremony will be officially held only after they are satisfied. Therefore, of course he did not know that Her Highness the Princess was in such a hurry to let Haruze perform this ceremony.
He was tricked.
In Warnde, once the name of teacher and student is established, it is not that easy to undo it.
But fortunately, Brando doesn't actually care about this. On the contrary, if Princess Griffin knew that the knight in front of her only wanted to use her brother as an experiment, she would probably kill him with a sword in anger.
Stabbed to death in this carriage.
It's a pity that both of them had their own little plans and didn't notice the other's 'conspiracy' for a while.
The carriage soon arrived at its destination - the entrance to the courtyard of a manor in the Pasha Road area. Because the reconstruction of the Andfleur Cathedral was far from complete, Priest Wood had been staying here temporarily recently.
Princess Griffin and Brando both heard that this place should have been an estate owned by the Sifah family in Ampelsel, but neither of them was a small-minded person, so they didn't particularly mind it.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the courtyard. It was obvious that Wood had already prepared to welcome Her Royal Highness the Princess. Soon a servant opened the way for them and led everyone into the courtyard. As soon as they got off the car, Antitina quickly pulled Roman and walked at the end.
In front, Her Royal Highness the Princess was also one step ahead, leaving only Brando and Prince Haruze walking at the back.
This is actually a tradition. Her Royal Highness the Princess understands that as a teacher, Brando must have something to say to her new students. But what she appreciates a little is that the lady on Brando's staff is also so smart and capable, and she is even better than her.
React first.
The etiquette of these upper-class nobles is not well understood by ordinary people. Even in half of the noble families, few people pay attention to it.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Antitina twice.
On the other hand, Brando did have something to say to Haruze. But as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Prince Haruze walking alone at least two or three meters away from him, as if he was
He was like a savage beast. However, His Royal Highness the little prince still understood basic etiquette and did not dare to exceed it, so he walked side by side with him.
Brando looked at the prince who was walking with his head down in a funny way. Of course he knew what the other person was afraid of: "His Royal Highness Haruze."
Haruze was startled and raised his head to look at him. "Why, how...teacher..."
"Her Royal Highness, she doesn't know yet?" Brando asked.
Haruze's face turned pale: "Old, teacher...I..."
"Who taught you?" Brando asked, of course he was talking about the little prince's practice of black magic. He did not bring it up in front of the princess at the time, firstly because he wanted to leave a clue, and secondly
I don't want things to get too big.
For the prince of a country to practice black magic, this is of course a matter of course in Madara. But in Eruin, in the kingdom under the rule of the Temple of Flame, it is a big deal. Brando first
What comes to mind is a conspiracy, but other possibilities cannot be ruled out.
First, he needed answers from Haruze.
But Haruze shook his head vigorously: "No, no one taught me..."
This certainly didn't sound like the truth. However, Brando was puzzled to see that the little prince's face was suppressed and he didn't look like he was lying. He was slightly startled, wondering if it was really what he expected?
He asked curiously: "What is going on, Haruze, now that I am your teacher, you must answer my questions truthfully. I can promise not to tell your sister."
This sentence obviously had a magical effect on Haruze. The young man raised his head and glanced at Brando weakly, as if he was a little suspicious, but finally mustered up the courage to ask: "Really?"
"I keep my promise, even Her Royal Highness the Princess believes in me, do you believe me?" Brando replied shamelessly. He couldn't help but want to scratch his face, feeling that these words made him blush a little, but anyway
It was just to coax the child, he just pretended not to hear.
Haruze thought about it and nodded honestly: "Actually... I don't know why, teacher."
"Huh?" Brando was stunned. This question was almost like no answer. But he heard the clue and hurriedly asked: "You don't know why?"
"Even...I don't know if that's magic..."
"Have you secretly been to the royal library?" Brando immediately asked.
Haruze was startled for a moment, glanced at him with some fear, and nodded. Sure enough, Brando suddenly understood, and asked again: "Have you read the book inside?"
Nod again.
"You copied what's in it?"
"Hmm..." replied carefully.
"several times?"
"Only once...Don't tell your sister, Lord Earl." Haruze begged in a low voice quickly. In his opinion, Brando was already close to a monster. He could never imagine how this Lord Earl could act.
Guessed it all.
He only accidentally entered those forbidden areas once before leaving the royal capital, and it was only once. And he thought that no one knew this.
He couldn't help but look at Brando with some fear.
Brando also looked at his new student, and he was already convinced that some of the things on the forum might be true.
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