Vol 3 Chapter 335

~ Date: ~ November 05 ~

The crucian creation epic 'Poetry of Cang' mentioned that the four elven kings and the subordinate elements are all guardians of this world, but this agreement is only limited between them and Martha. These elements are violent by themselves. And fury, human beings can rarely live in peace with them, as it is now--

After the lightning cage was difficult to work, Adgar the 'Rager' jumped directly into the third stage, and Brando was frightened when he saw it. (_- -) Immediately lost the mood to watch the opera, immediately turned back and shouted: "His Royal Highness Princess, please immediately order all the teams to retreat to the southern foot of Mount Anker!"

The crowd was still unknown, but suddenly there was a muffled sound underground, like the roar of a building collapse. They looked up, but saw countless raging whirlwind elements from the crack where Adga was located, and the purple and black thunderclouds surging at the same time began to fall into pieces of lightning. storm.

That scene is like the scene of the "Last Judgment" coming from the book of black prophecy. "Every day is a scene between the heavens and the earth. Electricity and fire descend from the clouds. The knight in the evening rides between fire and rain, and then burns. Do everything '. Everyone was pale, and the personal soldiers under Count Oding were frightened, and her Royal Highness also lost her blood, but she calmed down and immediately ordered: "Count Count Odin, King ’s Knights College The non-commissioned officer asked you to step back in the direction of Mount Unk immediately, Mr. Brando, and you, our leader, also retreated together. "

Brando looked back at the scene that day, and probably he was the only one in the crowd who did not feel afraid, but felt that the scene was so familiar that the factors that C family desires to explore and risk are burning in his blood. He turned his head again, adding: "And remember not to leave the range of this valley!"

Griffin looked at him and nodded earnestly.

In fact, no order is needed. The Southern Army Flying Dragon Cavalry over the battlefield has begun to retreat. After everyone entered the forest, ☆ and then left was Grey Fin Naga, and Dabricklet glanced at him with beautiful bright yellow eyes as he passed Brando, and said with a rustling voice: "You are not a good conductor Officer, but an excellent prophet. "

Brando burst into his heart slightly. Looked at her confused.

"You don't need to be surprised, the water tells me everything." Da Cub Bridget gave him a gift, then took his ceremonial ritual and slid into the forest with a long blade. The long tail is like a snake.

"What did she say to you?" Saniyi followed up, asking curiously; Daublicker was very high in Greyfin Naga, and he hadn't seen her apply that male creature to her. Color-regardless of whether the other party is Naga. Still human.

"She said I was a magic stick, do you look like me?" Brando turned back and smiled slightly.

He thought about it, and answered carefully, "I look a bit like it."

It was so similar that Princess Griffin waited until everyone was up the mountain, and then took a step behind until Brando finally came up. She stared at the man with silver eyes, and then asked, "Mr. Brando, did you already know that this monster was sealed in the ruins of this temple underground in the Marble Heights?"

What she asked was the doubt in everyone's mind, and if not, it could not explain why he had tried to decisively fight the Northern Alliance here. Besides, it was also him who ordered the production of the disintegrating crystal, and he ordered a group of lizardmen to transport a large number of crystals into the ground.

By the way. The underpass leading to the ground was also discovered by Brando.

Too many coincidences are not coincidences.

Brando knew he couldn't hide it, so he nodded. "Yes," a black wolf the size of a foal passed by him, rubbing his head affectionately. Brando touched his furry forehead. The wolves were passing by the two of them. Her Royal Highness had only heard such a strange sight in the legend. She could not help holding her breath while experiencing it.

"There was once the Holy Land of Silver Elves above the Aleks Plateau. There are many secret sacred temples buried here, and the other is near Fao. The ruins are much larger than this. The ancient war made a lot of history. Buried underground. But these histories are still recorded in the ancient documents of the wizards ≥ * Book * () "Brando replied.

Her Royal Highness was silent for a while, and she already knew that Brando knew many secrets that ordinary people did not know. But no one knows how he mastered this knowledge, as if he knew it all, knowing everything.

She thought for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Brando ... no, the descendants of the grown-up. You say you know nothing about your grandfather's deeds, and your experience seems to us like a legend; you overcome It ’s the difficulties and difficulties that ordinary people ca n’t imagine, that ’s where we are today. We all know that your future is limitless. If you want, status and power, and even ... women are at your fingertips, but why do you choose help me?"

She did not ask a subtext, and looking back today, it is not difficult to find that Brando's every move since leaving Rittenberg is preparing for today. He made no secret of his affection for her, her Royal Highness Princess Eruin, and offered her help unconditionally at the most difficult time for the royal family of Corkova.

If Brando came from the legacy of Vendaros, she might not be surprised. But it is not. Brando's legend is his own epic. He didn't even know that his grandfather was the famous name in Eruin's history.

Princess Griffin never believed that there would be love for no reason in this world, just like there would be no hate for no reason.

Still asking this question. Brando scratched his head. He didn't think about it. This question is indeed difficult for him to answer. ≤ Can't say that the love and hate of the last life continue to this soul today, which is unforgettable?

"Um ... probably because some people are born to be helped, and besides, Your Royal Highness is so beautiful, isn't it worth it?"

"Mr. Brando intends to persuade everyone with this answer. I think even your subordinates need a reason, right?" Griffin asked calmly.

This really hit Brando's dead spot. He looked back and realized that both Caglelis and Antitina were quietly watching the movement here. Indeed, what he had done in the past allowed the people gathered around him to ask no reason. Because they believe he can lead them to do wonders.

But saving an aging kingdom requires more than miracles. One day, they need a common goal.

"... In fact, I don't understand, Her Royal Highness. But I think the kingdom has also been revived, but it is fleeting. One or two powerful people will not be able to change history in the end. What the country needs may not be just a powerful force, but this What purpose does the power of the service serve. "

"Is it determined to eradicate everything wrong in this kingdom, or just to maintain its decaying rule. Doesn't your Highness Princess have an answer in your heart? Your answer is exactly my answer." Brando slowly answered.

He closed his eyes, and others thought he was talking about the second revival of the kingdom. But Brando is actually talking about the last ZTE of Eruin. That was the last big drama of the kingdom, but it ended with a regrettable curtain.

Princess Griffin stared at Brando with a quizzical expression, clenching her fists, and she had already thought of the answer. But she closed her eyes, forcing herself not to cry with excitement.

She wants to maintain the rule of this kingdom.

It is not because the Corkova royal family has to live through generations.

It was to inherit the ancestors and their ideals, to recreate the most glorious era in the history of Eruin. But her glory does not belong to the aristocracy, but to the entire kingdom. Everyone, even if the royal family of Korkova no longer maintains rule, she also wants the glory of holiness not to fade away.

From then on, Eruin will shine as a nation on Warnde's history. Not the vassal and stage of the nobility. Like the vow pledged by Emperor Eke on this land-what Lion Heart Sword promises is not that the rule on this land will last forever, but that the glory belongs to the Eruin.

Until that moment, this ancient kingdom will be strengthened from the inside out, with new life and vitality.

Brando watched this fragile girl silently-she has never had a companion in history-and no one except the few players knew the true ideals of Her Royal Highness. Even the nobles who supported her did not understand what her persistence was.

In order to gain the support of the Royal Party, and to win the support of the Duke of Alek, she had to compromise again and again until a player slandered her as a political prostitute-but she had to retain the nobility's rule to maintain her ultimate goal Basic requirements.

It is just that the development of history is not always as expected, which is exactly the tragedy of Her Royal Highness.

She had to go against her ideals time and time again. Although I tried my best to make up for it, it was ultimately difficult to recover. When she finally decided to give up her past and go forward, the royal nobles who supported her by the nobles who had once helped her immediately abandoned her.

But perhaps from the beginning, she should jump out of this old thinking and win the help of those who should really support her. But after all, she was a princess who grew up in the royal family, deeply fearing the nobleman's deep-seated power.

But finally someone stood behind her.

Brando thought silently, maybe this was a change. Make her understand that she can rely on more than just the aristocracy of the kingdom. This ancient kingdom has more people to change, such as the descendants of Freya, Antitina, and even Caglis. It's just that they can't speak clearly and can't see through the fog of history.

But he was able to see everything in the future at a glance. He guessed when it was not needed. History and the future were at his fingertips. Brando understood what was right and what was wrong.

The aristocrats of the north were obsessed with the power of the past, and all their efforts were just to continue the current situation. But some people finally determined to abolish the old days and understand that this ancient kingdom must be reborn above its ruins.

He turned back and saw Caglelis winking at him on a simple stretcher, not far away. Antitina smiled and nodded at him, as if relieved.

Princess Griffin took a deep breath.

Her eyes couldn't help crossing Brando's shoulders, and her silver eyes reflected in the valley of Adga's sweeping northern alliance, and she sighed softly.

"Thank you, Mr. Brando."

"Although the Eruins still inevitably killed each other, after losing half of the Black Blade Corps. The nobles of the north would reconsider their position. If the temple of Eruin does not let Eruin fall into a long civil war, he said Maybe we will compromise with us instead. "

"The kingdom must go through the throes of a new life, but it is better to bleed slowly, and Ampersel did his best in the battle. Mr Brando alone changed the future of Eruin and saved more Eruins from the flames of war. I thank you for this ancient kingdom. "

Her words were really sentimental, and Ampersel's crisis seemed dangerous. But it also contains opportunities. The party and the nobles of the north, including herself, are looking for the key to breaking the situation. But the nobles of the north took the lead, and the joining of the temple of the Yan was more unexpected than she and the royal party. The situation could not be reversed. .

But at this moment, Brando changed the whole situation by himself.

She had seen many people, but the young man looked like an alien. He has power and power. But he could not see the usual sophistication and cunning of the kingdom aristocracy. Even her own inevitability had such an imprint-so that she could treat herself or others as if she had changed her face. Political chips.

But Brando didn't have it, just a short time, she could understand it. She couldn't understand the free, unrestrained, but firm temperament, which seemed ridiculous to the aristocracy, but perhaps it was this kind of person who could change history.

Her Royal Highness looked much more relaxed.

But Brando shook his head and had to deal with her mood that had just been better: "Her Royal Highness, I'm afraid it's not that simple. You think of the Temple of Fire too simple."

He wasn't lying upright, but witnessing the greed and arrogance of those guys with his own eyes. The Eruins lost their honor. Why is it that the descendants of the King of Flames are not? It's just that the Cruz Empire has a rich family, and Eru is swayed by the storm.

Princess Griffin frowned slightly: "Mr. Brando. You mean that the Temple of Fire will tear up the sacred covenant and intervene in Eruin's civil war? Is this ... impossible?"

Indeed, this has not happened in a thousand years.

But today is different.

Brando knows that the tide of magic is coming, and many prophecies mention this huge change. The temple of the temple has a long history and cannot be unprepared for this. Actually, the next jihad It is just one part of a series of chain reactions brought about by this change.

It is for this reason that the Temple attaches so much importance to this jihad. They would never compromise with the vassal state at this time, let alone the fragments of the Flame Blade were still on him.

Although Yanblade is not an obligatory thing, of course, it is exciting to get an artifact, but there is more than one artifact in this world, so it is not worth losing your life.

But now he can't help but choose.

Because Otales had told him. That thing is already bound to him. Simply put, unless he is killed, the blade of inflammation will belong to him.

It sounds wonderful, but it's actually a crisis.

Brando glanced at the princess and nodded. Her Royal Highness did not know that history was at the critical juncture of change, and the wrong judgment was excusable. Besides, for several centuries under the rule of the Eruin nations, no one would dare to despise the majesty of the Temple .

Princess Griffin was silent for a moment, and she did not know how she should resist if the temple intervened. Although there is a temple behind the wind-but the wind elves of St. Osor will never shoot as long as the Cruzs do not try to annex Eruin.

She couldn't help but bit her lip tightly, and unknowingly, a bit of blood went down her lower lip.

But Brando looked up.

The sky was overcast, and in the rivers and valleys below, Adga was fighting with the northern coalition forces. But at this time, Brando felt an unusual breath from the sky.

A stone dropped in the calm lake, ripples rippled across the battlefield.

"Brando, that's the portal response." Otales' voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

"I know." Brando nodded.

He is too familiar. On the battlefield of Warnde in the future, cluster teleportation is almost one of the most thorough tactics. When a large-scale portal is opened, it is often the most shocking scene on the battlefield.

But this transmission over the sky made Brando feel palpitated.

That's ... the flames of blaze.

...

Above Ampersel's outer sea, between heaven and earth at this moment is already a world of water.

A quiet fleet docked quietly outside St. White Bay, and the Royal Navy's first-tier battleship flagship 'Victory', Royal Navy non-commissioned officers lined up in heavy rain, as if waiting for review.

A clear tweet came from the sky in the distance and penetrated the rain curtain. An Eruinosaur vibrating his wings revealed his shape from the rain. It approached the fleet for a moment and then landed on the deck of the "Victory".

The dragon slaps its wings twice and jumps down from its back.

"Captain!" The sergeants immediately shouted in unison.

"Very well," Count Yanlussou, commander of the Royal First Fleet fleet, looked at his men, and replied solemnly: "Bring my coat."

"captain?"

"Amperth has entered a state of war, and Her Royal Highness ordered that the First Fleet be ready to go."

There was an excited cheer from the deck immediately.

Count Yanillasu raised his head. The boat was already in a busy scene. The core of the magic power began to recharge. Several mages in silver robes also came to the magic helm at the highest point of the Victory.

"Orientation, Lord Earl." The first helmsman of ‘Victory’, Master of Silver Robe Master ‘Silver Flame’ David, looked up and asked calmly after confirming all the procedures of his apprentices.

Count Yanillasu turned back to look into the dark rain.

"Coordinates of anchoring points: 128, 22, the whole fleet is in place, and the status is level 1. Start the secret anchoring point of St. White Bay, plan code-the battle of St. White, listen to my order and prepare to jump."

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(Ps: It ’s a bit of a cavin at the beginning, but forced myself to write and just go, so I ’m a little late today. Apologize first, hey, ask for a ticket.

In addition, I draw a romantic image when I have nothing to do. I'll see how to get to the starting point later, you can refer to ...) (To be continued ...

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