It was already early in the morning when Brando and Nymesis returned to the camp. The sky was already dim, the stars were fading in the west, and the sky was pale. (Just read the novel.) There was a ray of gold on the lake, and the first ray of morning light was rising from the surface of the lake.
Break out of the cocoon.
As soon as the two walked out of the forest, they heard a joyful shout: "Senior Sister Nimesis, Brando!"
Brando raised his head when he heard the voice. Freya was sitting on a towering rock bathed in the morning light and saw them first. She folded her hands around her knees and rubbed her red eyes when she saw them.
I didn't sleep all night, but the worried look on my face finally relieved me.
He smiled slightly. Although his mind had not yet recovered from the series of events that happened last night, he still felt very kind and warm when he saw this girl from the countryside of Butchi.
"Is it your turn to watch the night again?"
Freya jumped down from the rock, her expression a little unnatural, and she was embarrassed to say that she was worried. She nodded and said yes. But she couldn't fool Nymesis, and the female knight glanced at her.
The girl blushed slightly and looked around Brando, "Is everything going well?" Everyone knew that Brando and Nymesis entered the forest to hunt crystal stags, although most people had never heard of crystal stags.
What kind of existence it was, but she was still a little curious about him returning empty-handed.
In Freya's impression, there was nothing he couldn't do. In her mind, he was both the inexplicable reserve militiaman of Butch, and the young nobleman who led everyone out of the siege. Later, he became Tonigue.
Your lord, helped Her Royal Highness the Princess defeat Anlek and Grand Duke Sifah.
The Lord Tonigel who is now in front of her is already a powerful figure that Eruin has spoken of. Even people like Macaro and Sir Overwell, who were previously high in her eyes, would not dare to stand in front of him.
Talk about being a head taller.
The princess trusted him, and there were even rumors outside that he was the upstart of the kingdom and a future powerful official. But Brando's lack of airs in front of her made her feel that the distance was slightly closer.
But she was still dissatisfied - didn't this guy know that he was already an earl? In her mind, the earl should be serious and unsmiling, so she couldn't help but feel a little angry when she saw Brando's careless look.
But then he softened and comforted: "It doesn't matter. I think there is still a chance - I, I have seen the map, it will take several days to cross the Anlaser Forest."
Brando watched the future Miss Valkyrie talking incoherently in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "What are you thinking about? Did I tell you that it didn't succeed?"
"Ah?" Freya was stunned for a moment.
Brando especially liked to see the future Miss Valkyrie in a daze in front of him, opening her mouth slightly and showing a look of surprise. He continued to smile: "Do you know why I went to hunt the crystal stag?"
Freya shook her head. How could she know? Nobles like hunting, and in her opinion, these are all luxurious hobbies. But like the winter hunting activities in Golan-Elsen, they are indeed related to cloth.
There is little interaction with ordinary residents in rural areas of Qi.
Brando smiled slightly. He deliberately surprised the dumb lady, so he stretched out his hand with his palm upward. A ray of silver fire rose along the lines of his palm, slowly weaving upwards. The silver flame
Like a thin thread. They are intertwined in bunches to form a beautiful spiral.
Freya couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw this scene. She was no longer the country girl who didn't understand anything. Before the Black Rose War, the most powerful existence in her mind was probably the veteran captain Mano.
Those cavalry scouts in the stories. In those stories, the cavalry scouts were able to compete with Madara's pale riders. Their wonderful battles and experiences of bypassing the enemy's formations can make all the listeners fascinated every time.
But later she understood that the most elite soldiers in the legions were only at the peak of Black Iron's strength. Even the lord's guard knights were only at the level of Silver. They were almost the same as she is now. In just one and a half years, she
It has already gone one step further than the existence that I longed for most in the past——
It is said that after the fall of this year, Her Royal Highness will personally confer these students with knights. Before that, Freya probably never dreamed that she would become a noble in her lifetime.
But none of these could compare to her surprise at the moment.
Because the silver flame burning in Brando's hand is nothing else, it is the fire of the law, the thread of the law. In Warnd's world, those who can civilize the elements are regarded as crossing the boundaries of the mortal world and standing on the road to the world.
At the starting point of the path of sages and truth.
All of these people have left their names in history.
But Brando is only twenty-one years old.
"Brando, this is..." Freya frowned slightly, her expression was both happy for Brando and a little worried. What she was worried about was that Brando seemed to be taking a step forward again, and
But she still hesitated, fearing that one day she would not be able to keep up with him and would be left far behind.
Although Brando once said that he would stop and wait for her, how long would he wait? She remembered that he seemed to have said that he could not stop and wait for her endlessly. Freya's heart was filled with complicated emotions.
Chen Za.
Brando didn't seem to notice the hesitation in the girl from Butchi, he just nodded to her encouragingly.
"You really have the element of enlightenment... But you... I remember those heroes in "The History of Eruin", Duke Ulanor, Lord Thorn Flower..." Freya looked at him blankly, as if he was a stranger.
The existence of a historical hero appeared in front of her, which made her unable to accept it for a moment: "Even, even your grandfather Darus was not as young as you when he was the civilized element..."
"No further, Freya -" Brando took over her words. (Just read the novel.)
The young man was so confident and even slightly arrogant that Freya was slightly startled. In the girl's memory, the Brando she knew had never seemed so arrogant.
Not far away, Laurenna and her fiancé Feras walked out of the camp. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but stop. Both of their eyes fell on Brando.
Among all the people, only Nymesis glanced at Brando lightly.
Brando looked at Freya and did not answer, but the words in his heart seemed to have been hidden for a long time. The former king Ek once established Eruin. At that time, what he wanted to protect was the kingdom. His enemy was
The Cruzes, or the sylphs of St. Osol—"
All those who gathered under that glorious banner participated in that war, and everything that the ancient nobles fought for is now at their feet.
But today, Eruin has suffered too much. Perhaps like Nymesis, he once had a strange dream - seeing the decaying kingdom slipping into the abyss. Her people fought desperately, but in the end they
Gain nothing.
As if she caught his gaze, Nymesis twisted her body uneasily. She frowned her slender eyebrows.
But Brando's gaze had already passed her, as if across Lake Valentin. He saw that in the far west, there was a dark and nascent empire rising. This time the war would become an opportunity, and the cold-blooded
Once the ruthless Emperor has removed the last stumbling block.
Then in the next step, its scepter will point to Eruin. The great demonic tide is coming fiercely, and what Maro the Crystal Stag has seen is just the tip of the iceberg. The darkness of the whole world is ready to move. After the eternal night, the real war will begin.
will come to this world.
How should Eruin deal with himself at that time? That is what history has never written, but at least this time. He hopes that the sacrifices of those who fight to change their destiny will be more valuable. If history forgets those who
An unknown hero, he is going to change this history.
He suddenly realized that this was his mission. After all, he came to this world not to live incognito or to be a spectator again. It was a bit regretful that only experiencing it once was enough. He looked away, as if he suddenly understood
Martha's will. Sacrifice is valuable and stems from people's pursuits and ideals. They may fail, but they will eventually affect and change the world.
Such an influence would always remain in his heart.
What the late Lord Ek wanted to change was just the arrogance of the nobility, but what he wanted to change was history.
Brando smiled at Freya: "You will understand. Go and tell the others to get up. We are ready to hit the road." He kept the last words in his heart - Lord Valkyrie.
Freya looked at him dubiously. She was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly she seemed to realize it. She turned back and glanced at Brando: "Brando... Can I follow you?"
Brando glanced at the experience crystal left in the portable ring and nodded to her.
"Those who have faith will not be left behind."
Freya was startled for a moment, but then nodded firmly. She suddenly remembered that her ideals were like the wild flowers blooming in the countryside of Butch, ordinary but tenacious. Even the wildfires in midsummer could not destroy them.
They burned out. Those flowers bloomed among the pine mountains, which was impressive.
The girl's wish is equally simple. She wants to protect everyone and prevent those memories that remain in peace and beauty from being invaded by war.
Brando saw the girl from the Butchi countryside turn and leave. He turned around and saw Laurenna and Ferras standing aside, and the female knight looked at him with great admiration.
"Mr. Brando, those who have faith will never be left behind - are you telling the truth?" She asked loudly, her eyes sparkling.
"If you persist, how can you back down?" Brando asked casually.
"But reality is not perfect."
"That's why some people are called heroes."
"Are you quite a hero, Mr. Brando?" Brando's words were very straightforward, which surprised the female knight.
"If this is a beautiful definition, why not pursue it?"
"I see-" Laurenna frowned slightly.
"But I want to be the devil more-" Brando continued to answer.
The female knight was slightly startled and looked at him.
"Because sometimes you have to fight the whole world."
Laurenna took a deep breath and nodded to him with some admiration. "I hope you can persist, Lord Earl." Then she seemed to whisper in response to herself: "I hope I am too... Brando is civilized.
The news of the elements finally spread like wildfire in the team. If before that, Brando's swordsmanship had been considered by many to have reached the level of a sword master, but until now, he could be regarded as a genuine swordsman.
Juggernaut.
Since the last Darus lived in seclusion, Eruin finally had a second sword master in the past hundred years. A young sword master, Brando's prestige in the convoy, especially among the guards, has always been
Time seems to have reached its peak.
Brando once jokingly mentioned his title - just like Garlock the Strange Seeker and Nicholas the Flame-haired. A swordsman who has enlightened the elements is already qualified to be honored by the world.
However, Nymesis simply reminded him that in fact, after the battle of Ampelsel, he had a well-known name.
Wolf Shepherd——
Brando the Wolf Shepherd.
On Grand Duke Anlek's thin face, two pairs of tired but sharp eyes in the deep-set eye sockets silently scanned the parchment map in his hand, but he repeatedly evaluated the name in his mind.
Several months of information feedback had allowed him to recognize the person behind the failure of the entire Amperser plan. This bandit leader from Tonigel, who seemed to be unknown before, first appeared in Lidenburg, and then rose like a comet.
.
The other party's methods seemed to be vulgar, like bandit-like tactics, which were not in the eyes of the nobles at all. Even the northern nobles once jokingly called the new lord of Tonigel a rustic nouveau riche.
Many people secretly envied his luck.
But Anlek may not think so in his heart. How could the grandson of Sword Master Darus be that simple? He had seen the Sword Master himself, and the impression left at that time still chilled him.
What's more, he has noticed some details. The Earl of Tonigel always seems to be able to predict the enemy's opportunities.
A typical example is——
This time he followed them again.
Grand Duke Anlek frowned, and there was another argument in the distance. He raised his head, and the graceful female knight seemed to be aware of the displeasure of this powerful man who was once a powerful figure in the upper-class noble circle of Eruin, and quickly
He explained in a low voice: "Those hunters seem unwilling to move forward——"
"They still think there is a terrible curse in the Frost Forest. They are really stupid people." The female knight added.
Anlek frowned and replied coldly: "Dejar really disappoints me. It only takes one person to lead the way."
Sylvia was startled for a moment, but then she reacted. She lowered her head and replied obediently: "I understand, sir."
The silver knight looked towards the forest and couldn't help but shake his head - some people just don't know how to live or die... There are guests at home today. I don't have much time to code. I started coding at ten o'clock and only had 4k. By the way, I estimate before the Chinese New Year.
This happens many times. I will try my best to ensure 6k every day. I will give you 10,000 whenever I have time. I owe you 2k today. It’s so annoying.)
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