Vol 3 Chapter 344

Eru was bitten by the Cruzers in the sky because of the Royal First Fleet, and the Ptolemy-class battleships purchased from the Wind Elves were more mobile than the Konolia Fleet 2 The Pelan class that entered service ten years ago, but the Cruzs have a stronger will to fight and personnel qualities-although it is only a local fleet, it also shows the empire's spirit.

The two sides opened fire on the sky and attacked each other. From time to time, the battleship turned into a fire group and rolled down; but until Brando's Fengjing Puppet Dragon joined the battle, the Cruzs who suffered from the enemy on the back finally showed a slump, and the Pelan class was 'Asha' Battleship was the first to withdraw from combat. The Fengjing Puppet Dragon launched a suicide attack on its magic shield, then exhausted the energy source of this first-tier battleship with the ability of burning mana, and lost the power of Yasha and plunged into the northern coalition. Caused huge casualties.

Soon, a shell from the Eruin frigate ‘Keling’ penetrated the magical shield and hit the bow of another flagship Pelan. The captain and chief mate died on the spot. Cruz's fleet fell apart and had to start fleeing.

As soon as the fleet retreated, the northern coalition forces on the ground began to run away, just like the ants in the mountains and mountains, the screaming trombone penetrated the rain curtain.

And on the other side--

Under Brando's gaze, the seven Templar knights laid down their weapons in sequence and died. The battlefield was invincible, and their resistance was meaningless.

Soon the entire battlefield was quiet, leaving only the sound of wailing rain and the sorrow of the wounded.

Brando breathed a sigh of relief before he felt the same energy all over his body. He sat on the rock behind him.

Nemesis is ordering survivors to build a rudimentary canopy to move the wounded in.

Most of these wounded were soldiers of the Northern Alliance, and a few were Cruz, because of the Code of Life. There are almost no wounded people who really belong to the princess.

Princess Griffin quickly found him.

"Mr. Brando, shall we continue to pursue the Cruzs' fleet?" The half-elf princess asked hesitantly. The Cruzians have twelve main fleets, and Conoria is just a local fleet, similar to the Navy of Ampelsel. In her opinion, it is not necessary to continue the pursuit, but it will anger the Cruzians.

"We must continue to pursue, Her Royal Highness. It is another new trouble for them to reunite with the Northern Alliance." Brando was very clear why His Royal Highness hesitated. Immediately explained: "It would be better to order Count Yanillasu to drive them all the way through Ampelsel to wipe out the fleet completely."

His words ** barely revealed the intention to seize Ampersel, even Princess Griffin was startled. In fact, she did not discuss this issue with Overwell and Autin, and now the Northern Alliance is losing. The port guard of Ampersel was hit hard again. It was also a reasonable judgment that they took the opportunity to capture Ampersel.

Sitting on the north-south fortress of Ampelsel, and then attacking the north, he was in a war-free position. But the only problem is the attitude of the Cruzs.

It is two concepts to wipe out a fleet of Cruzers and defeat their fleet. If Cruz Empire is completely introduced into this war for Ampelsel. It seems to be more than worth it.

Thinking of this, she couldn't stop looking at the silver eyes with good looks, as if she wanted to see through the thoughts of this man's heart-he never seemed to take Cruz Empire seriously. Nolia's fleet was completely destroyed. This is really too bold; even the lone wolf of the kingdom and her teacher are unavoidable to talk about the Cruzs, after all, they live under the shadow of a lion. Too much publicity will lead to disaster.

Brando was certainly aware of the concerns of the Princess Eruin, but he thought the concerns were a little funny: "His Royal Highness. Don't worry, the Cruzians dare not bother us for this."

"Why?" Princess Griffin frowned, and she thought it was too blindly optimistic.

"Because of the wind elf."

It turned out that way, but she shook her head: "Mr. Brando, the Wind Elves' support for us is not as great as we imagined. If the Cruzites only use the hand of the North to give us a punishment, rather than intend to capture Alluin In that case, I'm afraid it will be difficult for St. Osor's Holy Spirit to act. "

"That's because they don't get the benefits they deserve," Brando replied, shaking his head and sighing. "After all, Eruin is a country under the Temple of Fire, and this civil strife is also under the jurisdiction of the Temple of Fire. Under the housework, how can the temple be involved after the wind, all four temples have a tacit understanding of this. "

"That's it." Her Royal Highness nodded.

"That being the case, we announce that the new Eruin will not join the temple after the wind," Brando replied, of course.

"This ... but ..." Princess Griffin froze immediately, and her eyes looked as if Brando was a monster, and she had no idea how he thought so. After all, the Elunes are descendants of the King of Flames, and they are also the kingdom of human beings. All the Elunes are psychologically more willing to belong to the Temple of Flames rather than the Temple of Winds, so the aristocrats have not thought about relying The Temple after the Wind-But they are only trying to rely on the Temple after the Wind to contain the strength of the Temple of Fire.

It's like bargaining, but in the end it's going to be embraced by the Temple of Fire.

However, no one would think that Brando was a freak. As half of the traverser, he did not have any sense of belonging to the so-called four temples. In the previous life, he has lived under the jurisdiction of the Temple of Fire, Temple of Wind, and Temple of Light. As a player ’s eyes, he prefers Faenza's Temple of Light-at least until they are in the game. Hit his knife in the back.

In this life, Otales of the Temple of the Wind after the wind has been accompanying him to grow up. Speaking of which, compared with his deeper feelings, I am afraid it is the Temple of the Wind after all.

Brando looked silently at the princess with a hesitant look on his face.

Griffin's eyes soon became clear, and she raised her head and took a serious look at Brando: "I admit it is a choice. But we will only consider it at the last minute, okay, Bran Mr. How? "

Brando nodded, he knew more than Her Royal Highness. It was also difficult for the Eruin nobles to accept the proposal at one and a half. Change takes time and an opportunity, and he probably understands that His Royal Highness wants to use this as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the Cruzs for the last time.

She is likely to succeed.

Eruin's geographical location is too important. To the south is the endless barren and black forest. It is also a pass to monitor the movement of Madara. For the empire, Eruin was both a resource-producing area and a natural buffer zone. Cruz's emphasis on Eruin was not without reason.

But the same is true for the wind elves, otherwise they would not support Ekli nation hundreds of years ago. He also secretly supported the establishment of the new fleet by Obergou VII and helped the Navy to train Navy personnel. Although the Ptolemy-class battleship is not the main ship of the Wind Elves, it is also a first-class battleship more than a decade ago. Technically, it is a first-class battleship.

The Cruzs knew the weight. If the princess party announces joining the Temple of the Wind, it is likely to trigger the jihad between the Temple of the Flame and the Temple of the Wind.

However, Her Royal Highness may be worried about the misunderstanding between the two, and added: "Mr. Brando, please believe me, I do not want to go alone. It is the people of the kingdom who are both descendants of the King of Fire. Belief from generation to generation. The Temple of Fire, it is not a moment-to-minute thing to change such a concept. "

"His Royal Highness, I don't need to explain." Brando was a little moved, in fact, the other party did not have to explain to him. After all, she is Her Royal Highness. In theory he is her knight, her courtier-of course. Brando himself may not have this concept. In his opinion, all men are created equal-but he knew that His Royal Highness Princess never thought so. She was willing to tell him his thoughts so carefully, at least to prove that she paid enough attention to herself.

Everyone is born to need each other, and Brando enjoys this satisfaction.

"But the Konolia fleet must be completely destroyed, and we must occupy Ampelsel so that we can have the confidence to negotiate." Brando still reminded that, in fact, he was a little bit bottomless and completely destroyed the Konolia fleet. It's still a small matter, and it's the real thing that he killed Williams in the public eye. After all, the fleet is empire, and the deputy head of the Knights Templar is the temple of the Fire.

In short, the empire can lose face, but the Yan Temple must maintain its majesty, and the other party is likely to ask His Royal Highness to surrender him.

He held back a glance at the princess who was only sixteen and about to turn seventeen.

Princess Griffin nodded firmly: "I understand that I immediately ordered Count Yanilasu to continue pursuing the Konolia fleet and to capture the port of Ampelsel in a rush. Mr. Brando, I will fight In the best interest, whether it's Eruin or his people, I will seriously consider He's suggestion— "

"I will never repeat the tragedy of Lord Darus."

Brando knew that this was the promise, and he gave a serious gift to the princess' palace. Her Royal Highness turned and left, and then he heard Otales say lightly in his heart:

"His highness princess is such a good hand, presumably the little one has moved so much."

"That's not there, but it's a little warm," Brando replied.

"So I ’m really a little fool. In the previous battles, the power that I showed was enough to prove that I was the only person she could rely on first and the biggest help-I knew in my heart that it was not my power But she doesn't think so. Her emphasis on you is nothing more than a means for the royal family to attract people. "Otales said to him seriously.

Brando chuckled, but was very moved. He knew that Otales was reminding himself that he was afraid of losing. "Thank you, Lord Otales."

"Well, I know it's good," said Otales. "I've seen the court fight a lot. I admit that the little girl is still pretty good now, but no one will tell if it will change in the future. I have to stay. That's my heart. "

"It's natural." Brando increasingly felt that Otales really looked like his sister, and only pro-kindreds would teach him this kind of temptation.

From time to time, there were explosions of fire, which were the artillery fire pursued by the Royal First Fleet.

The battle is over.

Brando is gradually breaking up the cycle of adversity heaven. Although this cycle is strong in his opinion, it is very energy-consuming to keep the cycle constantly cutting. It was only a short while before that he felt exhausted. The power of the travelling mage in history—whether it was Tumen or Traciman, or Odin the Dragon of Darkness. In addition to the abilities of the Travelling Mage, they are all top talents at the time. Maintaining this level of energy consumption is as simple as breathing, but it is a bit reluctant for him. After all, he is at the golden peak. The manifestation of the elements.

However, he still kept an eye on him, and did not let the vampire pseudo-mother, Modesfis, release her power. She has now reached the level of stability of the peak of the law. When Williams died, she was basically the strongest on the battlefield. Fighting power.

Then the oven structure did not dissolve, leaving more than 70 metal beetles. Brando left an anxiety in his hand. It is used to copy the real lightning storm, which is also one of his killing tricks.

With these two killing moves, Brando would safely put away the holy book of life and the Trojan Horse, and then disband the defeated guard. After all, summoning undead creatures has a negative reputation in human society. Brando didn't want to add a prefix such as 'Undead' or 'Darkness' to his title in the future, which would have a bad effect on his reputation.

To be honest, if this battle was not too critical, he had no plans to use this card.

He looked up at the explosion outside the rain curtain and quickly thought of another thing. Quickly let people call Furuo, and then Fu ear explained something to the wild elf lady.

Furrow's dissatisfaction immediately appeared.

This time she firmly refused. "I refuse, this is too much, Lord Lord."

"Why? Isn't it just to open a corpse?" Brando didn't understand. He didn't understand why Furuo reacted so much each time.

"Anyway, I refuse!" Furrow gave him a stern glance. Then turn around and leave. She prefers Lord Lord to see her as an elemental servant rather than a coroner.

Brando stood there awkwardly. After all, a red-handed soft girl was found in the group, but she did not like to open the body. This made him very helpless. He sighed and looked back, trying to find another way to convince the young lady, but suddenly his eyes widened.

"Don't--!" He almost screamed, but a little later Nimesis had already moved the bodies of several Templars aside, and then the horrible black hands dragged Williams' body too. stand up.

At that moment, Brando's heart suddenly ran past ten thousand mud horses.

"What's wrong?" The horsewoman heard his abrupt screaming and gave a slight hesitation, and looked back at him.

"... What spoils are there on those knights?"

"Oh, I checked. The magic power dissipated so much, leaving a few flaming swords of the temple," Nimesis replied without changing the color. "But these swords are not bad. Our kingdom does not have This forging technique. "

Brando's eyes were dark.

In fact, Brando felt bad the moment she touched the corpse, because the woman looked too much like a schoolgirl, giving him an instinctual sense of crisis and feeling that the black hands of the two might also be removed.

However, he still had a little luck, but Nimesis's answer immediately broke his last hope. The corpse of the Templar, she could only open a standard sword, which is no longer a black hand to describe. At the moment Brando only felt that her sister's face was not as dark as hers.

"Way ... Williams?"

"I haven't watched it yet," Nimesis didn't know that the man in front of her had probably even pushed her heart down, but simply answered, "Let me see."

"Don't--!" Brando seemed to have been hit in the face, but before he could shout, he saw Nimesis removing a ring in Williams' hand.

Brando froze immediately.

It was a silver ring with a very special pattern on it.

"This ring doesn't seem to have disintegrated magically," the Horsewoman checked it, and answered seriously.

"Brando!" Otales suddenly called.

Brando immediately nodded. "I understand."

Both men had seen the pattern on the ring at this moment, and the pattern was divided into nine pieces, each of which made him so familiar. Because that is the sacred texture of Saint Osor.

Ring after the second wind.

At that moment Brando finally understood why Williams recognized his sword skills when he met. "Show me!" He immediately walked over to Nimesis.

The horsewoman, who resembled an adult sister, gave him a glance, nodded, and put the ring on his palm without hesitation.

"How to use it," Brando asked.

"Inject the power of the cricket's laws into it." Otales also seemed a little excited, after all, there was a hero in each ring, and those were her early companions.

Brando did what he said.

Suddenly, there was a slight flash of white light between him and Nemesis. Then the next moment, a translucent, somewhat ghost-like elf girl appeared among them.

The girl was short and looked only a little taller than Princess Griffin.

Her skin was very white and she had the radiant color common to the Wind Elves. She has pointed ears, and a long purple-blue hair pierced a ponytail in the back of her head. She is wearing a tight leather suit, but most notably, she is carrying an elf almost as tall as her. longbow.

She seemed to be awake, and yawned a little bit sleepily when she appeared.

"Who is he?" Nimesis stunned slightly, and one hand pressed the hilt of the sword immediately. However, she probably guessed that the origin of the elf girl was related to the ring on Brando's hand, so she did not pull out the sword.

But at the moment Brando heard Otalace scream in his heart.

The horsewoman then showed up directly next to him and appeared on the other side.

"what!"

This next turn, the elf girl who was about to appear, with a long bow on her back, widened her eyes. As if she had not seen Nimesis, she stared at Otalace inconceivably.

"Big……"

Otales gave her a hard look.

The elf girl was startled and shouted, "Big, big miss!"

"Miss ..."

Brando froze, and there was a master-slave relationship between his men after the wind, and he had never heard of it. He didn't see Otalace's wink, but looked at the two strangely.

Otales smiled with satisfaction at the elf girl.

Brando looked at the elf girl somehow: "Hey, my name is Brando. Excuse me, beautiful lady, what's your name?"

The elf girl looked at Brando and Otales and guessed about their relationship. So I immediately thought and didn't want to answer loudly and righteously:

"Well, Mr. Brando, I'm Otalis, the knight of the blade, Lord Archer! Please give me some advice! Ouch, it hurts ..."

With a loud bang, she immediately hugged her head.

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(PS: Woo, it's late ...) ()

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