Vol 3 Chapter 89

Scene 89: Storm Convergence (3) (First)

"On the 17th of Autumn, written in Tonigel, the domain of Baron Fir—His Royal Highness Ziqi Griffin Corkova Odysseus. In the battle the night before, from Lord Black Instaron ’s Mata's undead army bypassed the four southern collars and launched a surprise attack on Firthaw Fort-not only causing heavy casualties, but also Lord Barudin Grudin in the battle as his country. Thanks to the hospitality of the Baron, the pioneering knights of the kingdom, and the lords of the Valhalla region, I thought that I was obliged to temporarily take up the local defense work. After a night of fighting, the undead has been repelled, but to prevent the undead Invasion again, and from today onwards, the Admiral will temporarily dominate the defense and administration of the place until the arrival of the new lord appointed by Her Royal Highness personally— "

After receiving the letter, Marcaro read it halfway, and his face became a little weird. However, he can be considered as well-informed, and continued to read with a cough:

"And here I ask Lord Count Deneer's responsibility, why he did not conceal the news that the undead army stayed in the south due to Starron, and that he let the army of Madala silently pass the four leaders' negligence. Second, I hope to receive the understanding of Her Royal Highness, and finally I enclose a magic stone that records the image of the battlefield to prove it.

He looked up.

"The magic stone is with me," replied unchanged below the Princess's Hall, "please ask Marcaro Qing to continue reading."

"No, Her Royal Highness."

"No, there is one more sentence." The princess's thick eyelashes drooped slightly.

Macaro picked up the letter and saw that there was still a small line below. Seeing that line of text, he suddenly felt his eyelids jump, and his eyebrows slightly raised: "——Brando."

There was a silence on the scene.

Macaro put the letter back in place strangely, and then looked at the others, jokingly: "I know that Baron Gruddin did not dedicate himself to his duties, but this little guy is too brave ... "

He thought about it and couldn't find a word to describe this boldness: "It's ..."

"It's ridiculous!" Said Master Woods coldly. "This is a challenge to the kingdom. He is breaking the rules of the game among the nobles."

Princess Griffin frowned when she heard the word of the rules of the game. This subtle expression change did not escape the observation of the nuanced Violet eyes.

"What do you think?" She asked.

"I believe Mr. Brando's words." The first person who spoke was a surprise to everyone, and Aiko spoke. Although the young man was a little cramped, he stood up and said, "I know Brand Mr. Do is a real knight. "

"Humans can be disguised, lads," said Master Woods.

This is indeed true. Both Marcaro and the Earl of Violet nodded slightly. As nobles who have experienced long-term struggles, they know much more about the human heart and human nature than ordinary people.

The expression of the half-elf girl was a little dull. She didn't say a word, and she could see neither approval nor opposition. She just had a slight lash, and her pale silver eyes stared at the young man who opened her mouth for the first time.

"Master Lewoods," Aike saluted the old man respectfully, but never flinched. "Between life and death, people can't lie, let alone I see action, not just language."

The childishness on the young man's face faded gradually, and he looked around at everyone present except Princess Griffin, saying: "Otherwise I don't think Mr Brando can reprimand us so severely, and even the legendary Artifacts agree with him-- "

"Yep?"

The half-elf girl was a little stunned, and she had heard about Marcello and others before mentioning artifact induction. But what does this young man called Aike say that Brando's righteousness rebukes them severely, and what does it mean that the artifact induction?

She looked at others with curiosity. This curiosity was exactly the same as the fifteen-year-old girl's curiosity about the external world, except that the princess had a modest restraint in her behavior.

Lee Woods did not expect that Aiko would pull this out. They had intended to hide this little process, after all, it was not a glorious thing; but after seeing His Royal Highness the rare little girl ’s eyes, he knew it But go, if Her Royal Highness wants to know one thing-then she must know-in her ingenuity.

The master coughed and nodded at Makaro.

Makalo was even more helpless, because it was him who was most reprimanded. Can not help but help, this cunning fox can only repeat the whole thing again.

After that, he added: "His Royal Highness, we are not trying to conceal such trivial matters."

Princess Griffin nodded and said with tolerance: "It is not surprising that conflicts arise from different positions and different opinions. But speaking, Mr. Woods, this is how you teach me-"

Leuzi quickly bowed his head in horror. He knew that this student was secretly complaining that he was trying to conceal the incident, which made the old man both panic and relief; the panic naturally came from the suspicion of the superior. It was the highness of the princess who expressed a complaining attitude rather than a reproach, which could also be regarded as a kind of closeness.

Marcaro and Count Baal glanced at each other with relief, and Her Royal Highness had made it clear that she would not hold them accountable. Although Count Violet is nominally the deployment of Archduke Luhn, but since his lord has chosen the station team, he must serve the new interest alliance with all his heart.

But the half-elf girl asked again: "But you said that when the young man named Brando rebuked you, he had an induction with the artifact. I was curious what he said would cause such a big movement."

"He asked us if we still remember the King's conviction." Makaro whispered. In fact, Brando's questioning made him shake a lot. Every word that the young man asked was straight to the point.

At least for the Wang Dang, this is a question of their ideals and pursuits, which sounds intolerable, but the other party speaks reasonably, making them unable to refute.

"Oh?"

Griffin was really interested now, and she suddenly remembered the story that Overwell told her. The story of a knight with a group of refugees launching a charge against Madara's major army, the story seems to shine in the ancient times-in the era when the blood in the body of the Eruin nobles has not become indifferent.

What makes people swaying is that this story really happened in the same era as her.

So she remembered the knight in the story forever.

But today, Makaro's words made her reluctant to recall the scene: "Can you talk?" Her Royal Highness asked subconsciously.

Macaroo was a little embarrassed.

The Earl of Violet next to him stood up for the first time, and he replied, "Let me repeat."

"Thank you." The half-elf girl nodded slightly.

Count Baal's face became more serious: "I remember, in the most glorious era of Eruin. Eruin's knights held horns and flying swallowtail flags-when the horn blew, the kingdom's blades went forward."

The room suddenly fell silent.

Macaro sighed and took the words of Count Baal: "I remember that the battlefield was a sea of ​​flags, embroidered with the golden coat of arms of Corkova, the coat of arms of Golan-Elson, The heraldic coat of arms. I remember the nobles of that era, still keeping their vows-- "

"Remember that vow?"

"of course I remember."

Her Royal Highness closed her eyes slightly, folded her hands and crossed her fingers, clasped them tightly, and put them on the tip of her nose as if praying. The answer in her mind must be clear to everyone, she said silently: "I make a vow of the sage under this sword!"

"I swear, lead my people-lead them away from strife and killing, away from the arrogance and greed of the imperial nobility; I swear that in order not to repeat this historical cold-blooded error, I will make the nobles of this new kingdom obey The spirit of the knight—just and rigorous, upright and brave, kind and generous, I make this vow and keep it for the rest of my life! ”

When the last syllable fell, the weak and strong half-elf princess was in a panic.

What the young man said was so clear, it seemed to strike her weak in the heart-Griffin always thought he was strong enough, but when someone could understand her lifelong dream.

The strong half-elf girl still froze.

As if she didn't know that there was another herself in another world, she practiced all this with the same determination and effort.

In that world, Eruin was like a stormy boat in the dark sea, but she guided the ship in the stormy sea with incomparable faith.

The dream that always runs through the main line of Eruin in the sword of amber--

It's like the lights in the dark, attracting all the moths who extinguish the fire.

Either Valkyrie, or Eruin's players, countless people's successors let the dreams overlap, just to realize this dream of the regent princess.

In that dream, the first king Eke swore under his sword and led his knights to break through the darkness and bring warmth and tranquility to all.

That dream was shattered.

But at this moment, the dream had just come into being. Griffin opened her eyes, and the crickets in recent days seemed to be swept away. Although the dark clouds on the northern sky were getting thicker and thicker, the first snow seemed to be about to move, but she felt she had found her way.

"He's right." The look of the half-elf girl was more serious: "But the dream can only be achieved if it breaks reality. The difficulty will not be reduced by half as we become firm. The problem is how do we deal with it? . "

"What do you think?" She asked, looking up.

"Tell me what you think about this thing--"

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(***. There are countless prophecies, you have worked hard, and I will satisfy you.)