"Brando, let your father tell you these things," Windsor touched the shallow scar left on her son's cheek - this scar was left during the wolf disaster, although it was not obvious.
But it still made her heartache: "There are some things in our family, and it's time to tell you. But now, please tell me what happened these days. You must have suffered a lot outside."
"It's nothing, but Mom, you won't let me stand here and talk."
"Look, I'm already confused."
"You are not old. You are a well-known beauty here. You are more beautiful than the eternally youthful goddess Elaine. From Silman to Butcher, from Manowell to Fort Kurk, I don't know how many people envy you.
Where is the old man?"
Windsor smiled widely after hearing this, and Freya and Antitina also burst into laughter. They had never seen their lord like this before. The mistress of the manor took the hands of the two little girls and led them into the house.
It was a living room, compact and warm, like the usual style of country houses in this area. There was a fireplace, a flower stand on the wall, and a pot of spider plants hanging in the room, next to the kitchen and placed against the wall.
There is a low wooden cabinet filled with various porcelain jars. There is a sofa and a coffee table in the center of the living room. On the coffee table, fragrant snacks of various colors have been prepared, and they are still steaming hot. They are all produced by the mill.
Brandok still remembered his mother's cooking, and Antitina and Freya also praised it, but both of them were very elegant, and after tasting a few pieces, they were embarrassed to eat any more.
Then Brando began to tell his mother about his experiences during this period. He was not good at telling stories, but he also spoke clearly and coherently. When he told how he escaped from Lidenburg, Windsor looked happy and a little worried.
He said: "Your father and I heard that a mercenary led the refugees to escape from Lidenburg. We didn't expect you to be there. Why didn't you come to us directly at that time? Your father was angry about this matter.
Woolen cloth."
"I thought so too," Brando blushed, "but as you know, I got into trouble with Everything Guiyi, and I was worried about exposing my identity and causing trouble to my family, so I had to choose not to go home."
"poor child."
"Aunt Windsor, I can also testify for Brando. He got into trouble with those hateful cultists just to save me. At that time, it was all because I was too good at making decisions. Please help Brando tell Scott
Uncle, please explain, Brando is not to blame for this matter." Freya mustered up the courage to interrupt in a low voice at this time.
Windsor glanced at her with a smile: "Silly boy, I don't blame you or Brando for this. Our old man is just sulking with himself. He is so stubborn. He will be fine after a while.
Freya, Antitina, if you don’t mind, just call me Windsor mother, and this will be your home from now on.”
Antitina and Freya felt their cheeks get hot after hearing this, and they could still scream, but their hearts felt warm. Freya was fine. The noble daughter lowered her eyelids and almost shed tears again.
Brando didn't know what his mother had planned, so he quickly interrupted: "Mom, a lot of things happened later."
"Oh?" Windsor's attention was indeed attracted: "By the way, what happened after that, where did you go?"
"After that, I went to Tonigel to settle the refugees."
"Toniguer, I seem to have heard of this place. By the way, there seems to be a great person there, called Count Toniguer. I heard that he caused the Cruz people to suffer in Ampelsel. Recently, even Mada
Ladu was defeated by him, and he helped Her Royal Highness the Princess defeat Gendenel's army. He will probably be renamed Count Gendenel soon."
Brando knows that his mother has always been more knowledgeable, otherwise how would a country woman know what Denel, Tony Geer, and even more unable to see the relationship between them. In the past, Brando attributed this to his mother's aristocratic nature.
Born, but now it seems that no ordinary small aristocratic family can cultivate such a daughter. As a grandfather, my mother's background is probably not too small.
But he was a little surprised that his mother didn't seem to know who Count Tonigel was. Did Bunid not tell them?
"Mom, you really don't know who Count Jeandenelle is?"
"How do I know who the Earl is, silly boy? I only found out about it by listening to the rumors spread in the city."
"ah?"
This surprised low cry was not made by Brando, but by Antitina. The staff lady and her lord looked at each other and couldn't help but look at each other. The Highland Knight seemed to have not told his family what happened during this period.
What, then why were they looking for him in such a hurry? Brando couldn't help but become more and more confused for a while, wondering what kind of medicine the strange group of knights on the Karasu Highlands bought in the gourds.
"Brando, do you know Count Tonigel?"
Brando nodded and was about to speak when he saw Dawn walking out of the room inside and said to him: "Brando, Mr. Scott asked you to come over."
Brando shut his mouth and glanced at his mother. Windsor nodded to him: "Go, Brando, let your father see you. Don't look at him like this now. He hasn't had a day these days."
He's not worried about you. In order to find you, he even entrusted all his past relationships. Originally, your grandfather...hey, forget it, go ahead, your father will tell you everything."
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Brando also nodded. He originally wanted to take Antitina with him, but after thinking about it, he was going to see his father. Taking Antitina with him seemed a bit too ambiguous; he subconsciously looked towards
Miss Staff, Antitina had the same idea as him, and immediately understood what her lord was thinking, and hurriedly replied: "I'll stay with Aunt Windsor."
"Call mother." Windsor corrected.
Antitina blushed and shouted something in a mosquito-like voice. I am afraid that even she herself may not have heard it clearly, but Windsor smiled brightly: "Go," she said, "Go, Bu."
Lando, let your father take a good look at you, you are now a man too."
Brando then got up and walked into the back room with Dawn. They passed through a room and came to the courtyard behind the manor. From a distance, he saw his father standing under an oak tree, beside him.
There was another person. Brando recognized that it was Bunid, the leader of the Highlanders, but he also saw a girl not far away from the two. When he saw the other person, he stood up as if he was petrified.
There it is.
The girl obviously noticed him, she turned her head and looked at him carefully; the girl stood there, wearing a silver dress, with pointed ears through silver hair, which set off her soft face,
But the look in his eyes was as calm as a dream: "Brendo, long time no see."
"Your Highness...Princess?"
Brando thought about various possibilities, but he never dreamed that the one who would finally appear in front of him would be Princess Griffin.
Why did Her Royal Highness appear here? Brando felt as if he had been hit in the head. His mind went blank for a moment and he lost the ability to think. The visit of the Highland Knight was not beyond his expectation. His grandfather
It's Darus, and his mother is a noble daughter of Cadrego. All signs indicate that he may be born into a family of Highland knights. However, the Highland knights are outside the political system of Eruin and have always maintained a detached attitude.
status, when did they, Her Royal Highness the Princess, and the royal family come together again?
Brando looked at Bunid, then at Her Royal Highness the Princess, and then at his father. For a moment, his thinking was short-circuited.
This was completely beyond his understanding.
Brando subconsciously looked at his father, trying to get a reasonable answer from the old man. But old Scott was wiping a two-handed sword. His movements were meticulous, silently wiping the blade until it sparkled.
Liang, then raised his head and looked at Brando: "I just heard that you have experienced many things in the past year and a half. The princess also made you an earl, and your swordsmanship has also improved greatly?"
Bunid chuckled: "Scott, your son is not what he used to be. Now even I may not be his opponent."
A trace of surprise flashed in Scott's eyes. He looked at his son with a straight face. At that time, Brando ran to the countryside of Butchi because he could not endure the hardship of militia training. He knew that his son was quite talented in swordsmanship.
But he had a loose nature, and he often lost his temper because of this. It was just that before his father was alive, his father had always taught Brando, and the old man strictly prohibited other people in the manor from showing their ability to use swordsmanship, so he had been unable to do so.
Intervening, not long after his father's death, this unruly guy fled to Butchi.
He never imagined that so many things would happen later. He didn't even know that his son was still alive until Bunid came to visit.
Scott looked at the sword in his hand. This was his old friend. He had carefully collected it for nearly twenty years. Today was the first time it had been seen again. He raised the sword, gestured, and then looked at it.
To Brando.
"Old man, what is going on?" Brando was becoming more and more confused.
"You want to know, after passing my level, I will tell you naturally," Scott raised his sword and assumed a defensive posture: "If you want to inherit something, you must first have the qualifications, otherwise I will
I’d rather you remain mediocre, come on.”
Brando understood at a glance that this was Eruin's military swordsmanship, but it was just a two-handed swordsmanship routine. To be honest, his father's strength also tended to be above the golden realm, and Eruin was ranked first.
He is a good player in taking orders, but in his eyes at this moment, he is full of flaws. "The old man is still far behind his grandfather." Brando thought to himself, but there was an embarrassed look on his face: "Old man, this
Forget it."
He was not afraid, but worried that if he could make the old man unable to step down with two or three moves; not to mention that Her Royal Highness the Princess and Bunid were still here, with the old man’s stubborn name, what if he really lost face?
His good days may be coming to an end.
"Mr. Scott, please let me come." Griffin suddenly said.
"Your Highness Princess, you——?" Scott was startled.
"Scott, let Her Royal Highness give it a try," Bunid said with a smile from the side.
Scott hesitated for a moment. He looked at his son, then at the princess, and nodded: "Then please pay attention to your safety, Princess."
Brando had been paying attention to Bunid's expression. The guy was smiling like an old fox, and he didn't know what he was planning. Griffin took the sword from his hand, holding his skirt in one hand, and came
Arriving in front of Brando. "My lord, in terms of swordsmanship, you are Haruze's teacher, and you can also be considered my teacher." She raised her sword and saluted Brando: "Teacher, please give me some advice."
The half-elf princess bowed slightly. She was wearing a long dress, but she was holding a long sword. She was like a lily blooming in the afternoon sun, which was heart-stirring. But when she stood upright again, her face was stern, and her body was
Her aura also changed, as if she was no longer the eldest princess of the Kingdom of Eruin, but a female knight standing tall. She looked at Brando with her silver eyes, and only Brando was in her eyes.
The figure grabbed the skirt with one hand, took a step forward, and stabbed Brando with a sword in one hand.
The sword's light shone in the sunlight that dappled through the leaves, like a bunch of stretched flowers and leaves.
When Scott saw this sword, he couldn't help but nodded secretly. Her Royal Highness's sword was not just a show, but showed a very solid basic skill. He couldn't help but look at Brando. With his son's past level, even if
Even if there were ten of them, they wouldn't be able to take on this sword.
But Brando didn't panic, stepped back, passed the sword edge of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and then lightly knocked with the sheathed sword of the earth, causing Griffin's sword to deflect in an unknown direction.
Her Royal Highness the Princess returned with no success, her face was a little red, and she looked at him in surprise. Although she had known that Count Tonigel had excellent swordsmanship, she did not expect that he could neutralize her offensive so easily.
She could feel that Brando didn't exert any effort, and his movement speed wasn't even much faster than that of an average person. He was just using his skills to counter her swordsmanship.
Scott frowned. Brando's hand seemed more famous to him, a knight who had been on the battlefield. It contained not only sword skills, but combat experience. Only those who have experienced hundreds of battles dare to
Such an understatement in the face of the swords pierced by others. He couldn't help but look at his son suspiciously. Bunid hadn't told him Brando's great achievements yet, but he could guess a little bit at this moment.
I thought to myself that my son might indeed have extraordinary circumstances outside this time.
The princess's sword failed, so she immediately sheathed her sword and sank down. She slashed at Brando's waist with her backhand sword. The sword blade drew a silver arc along with her figure, but what was even more beautiful was the dancing long skirt, which made Brando look so beautiful.
Most of the time, he was stunned. Cutting was different from stabbing. He could no longer avoid this sword, so he had to use the sheathed earth sword to press down the edge of the princess's sword, and then took a step forward to get stuck in Griffith's attack.
On the route, Her Royal Highness felt the sword sink. The next moment, Brando's figure was blocking her. She wanted to sheath the sword, but it was too late. Her hand tightened, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Griffith's sword is one of the more famous moves in White Crow Swordsmanship. Wings are spinning, a move that Brando is extremely familiar with. He almost subconsciously used the most powerful move when he saw this move.
A set of coping methods that he was good at, but when he used the scabbard of one hand to jam the princess's neck, and held the other's wrist tightly with the other hand, almost making the princess's entire back press against his chest, he was shocked.
What kind of stupid thing did he do, and he was stunned for a moment.
It's over now!
Brando had only one thought in his mind at that moment.
Not only him, but also Scott was shocked. He never knew that his son was so bold. Not only did he defeat Her Highness the Princess mercilessly, but he also openly took advantage of Her Highness. Martha is on top.
, Scott only felt that his biggest mistake in his life was not teaching Brando what gentlemanly manners were, but he suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't really get involved with his son just now, otherwise he would not be his son taking the exam.
, but if his son takes the exam for him, then he will lose all face and dignity in front of Bunid.
He was vaguely proud in his heart. After all, they were a family of knights. Knights stood with their swords in hand. After all, this generation of the Cadilloso family did not disgrace the family, and it far exceeded everyone's expectations.
The courtyard was a little quiet for a while.
Griffith stayed for a moment, but there was no look of shame on her face. She struggled slightly and said, "Teacher, can you let me go?"
Brando reacted immediately and hurriedly let go of the princess. He felt his cheeks were burning all the way to his ears. He thought to himself: "Oh my God, what have I done?" He contacted the person who was in Ampelsel last time.
He was so stupid that he might not even be able to cleanse himself of his mistake by jumping into the Yellow River. He couldn't help but look at the princess with some shame, but Griffith's face was very calm. She bent down and picked up the sword on the ground, quietly
He glanced at Brando, breathed lightly for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Scott, your Excellency the Grand Master, can you let me stay alone with the Earl for a while?"
Scott and Bunid looked at each other, as if they had exchanged feelings, and then nodded.
But before leaving, Bunid said to Brando with a smile: "The little guy is very brave. As an 'uncle', I will pray for you."
Brando's old man, Mr. Scott, was more reserved. He just glared at him and reminded: "Take care of yourself."
Brando saw the two people walking out of the yard one after another. He still didn't understand what the princess meant. He turned around and saw Princess Griffin standing with a sword in both hands; she stood under the tree, raising her head.
, the tiny spots of light among the leaves fell on her shoulders, looking like a fairy in the forest. She looked across the courtyard, looking at the scattered farmland outside the manor and the stag forest in the distance, and said softly:
"Mr. Knight, can I still call you that?"
The warmth on Brando's face has not faded, and he feels particularly uncomfortable when he is alone with Her Royal Highness. It seems that the soft touch from before is still in his arms, and there is still a faint fragrance of lilies on his body, which makes him a little confused.
He didn't think about it, but he nodded anyway.
Griffith glanced at him, the look in his silver eyes was very complicated, it was unclear whether he was happy or worried.
"You must be wondering why I appear here with the Highland Knights, right?"
Brando nodded.
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(PS: It seems that I wrote the time wrong somewhere earlier. It should have been less than two years, a year and a half, but I seemed to have written it as half a year. (To be continued.)