Vol 5 Chapter 5

Brando thought he was going to prepare the carriage himself, but when he came to the courtyard, a horse-drawn carriage had been parked on the avenue under the tree. The dark carriage had the exclusive emblem of the fir collar and other things in the castle. A carriage is rarely used by people when traveling, so this carriage is likely to be prepared for him. Although he was a little strange, who would know he was going out-is it Metisha? Although the silver elf princess was polite, she would never do these subordinates' work. He turned to the other side of the carriage and saw Antitina, who was sitting next to the door. Holding a large volume of documents, obviously waiting for him to arrive.

"My lord is going to Port Gries, and the carriage is ready for you," Antitina crossed her hands, placed her skirt above her knees, and said respectfully at the door. "There are biscuits and pastries in the compartment drawer, I told the kitchen to do it, because if you are on the road now, you will not be able to catch up with dinner. In addition, there is some information about the recent empire under the table. Although not much, I think it will be useful to you. "

She was still talking, her face as if endorsing, but Brando felt a warm current in his heart. He was still thinking who arranged the carriage for him, but who else would it be? Except for Antitina, who could have managed his messy time in an orderly manner, frowning and preaching to him with a brazen face? Advise him to have a regular life and schedule. Except for this slightly quiet girl at the moment, who is so low-handed, it is almost hard to remember that she was once a noble family, and was a well-educated lady.

It's just her.

"Thank you, Antietina." Brando was standing opposite his own staff member, and Star was still sucking his chubby fingers behind him, he smiled slightly, and the last breeze was blowing in late summer The canopy of the castle rustled. The bird fluttered through the gap between the sun-drenched branches, and the sound of the wings rising seemed to obscure the whisper in the woodland. Antinina froze slightly. She looked up at Brando, her dark eyes covered with a complex and bright light, then lowered her head silently.

"This is what I should do," she opened her mouth. He murmured softly: "If it's Miss Roman, I'm sure you won't be kind enough to say thank you to her."

Brando was surprised to see her blushing all the way to the neck, as if that sentence had exhausted her courage.

He savored the meaning of this sentence carefully. The girl's heart was like a silent flowing song. Unconsciously, it was already full of heart. He reached out and held it on the door handle, and stumbled with his own staff member. It seemed that the two could not see each other, and Brando opened the door. He replied, "No, really." He let go of his hand, straightened up, facing Antitina, and replied earnestly: "But I wouldn't say to her, get in the car, Miss Staff, and me. Let's meet with the envoys of the Cruz Empire. "

For an instant, Antitina stood there frantically.

The wind in late summer seemed too loud. The clouds moved slowly in the blue sky, and time seemed to flow backwards for a moment.

Uncle's smile appeared at the corner of Brando's mouth: "May I help you get in the car. Madam?"

"No, no need ..." Miss Chancellor bowed her head drooping, beautiful like a swan, but felt her face hot: "There are still many things in the territory, I haven't dealt with a lot of documents, I, I Still do n’t go, just leave it to Lord Lord ... ”

"Are these documents not in your hands. We have dealt with it in the car. From here to Griesport there is still a long time. We have time. Tonigel's scenery in the late summer and early autumn is beautiful. I want to see this. The land that belongs to us. Come with me. "Brando interrupted her. He pulled the door and Antitina still hesitated, but the heavy sweetness in her heart finally overcame the restraint, and she sat down with her head buried in her head.

She finally understood that Lord Lord felt her heart.

That's enough, for Antitina, it's enough for her. The girl's hands were almost cramped on her knees, clutching her skirt tightly, her head was going to be shy and buried in her chest. She had never expected to go any further, and she was very good now. Brando then got into the car, and Star also squeezed up with a face on his face. The three of them didn't open their mouths. The quiet air was filled with a faint aroma, both the late summer incense and the girl's mind .

The carriage grunted, slowly passed through the gate of the castle, through the suspension bridge, through the prosperous street, and after leaving the fir town, it gradually became a rolling rural scenery, rolling hills, green fields, and far Woods, windmills, shining rivers. The carriage passed the lush tree-lined road and crossed the stone bridge paved with white strips of stone. Toniguer's landscape had long formed a coherent picture.

Brando sat at the window and watched everything in silence, his heart filled with a kind of cozy warmth.

In this world, he is no longer alone.

Many people live because of him, and he lives because of many people. The need of each other, civilization is just because of this bond, warmth, love and affection, like a continuous flow of blood. A voice struck everyone's mind. After all, it lasts forever. Milos and Kou Hua have asked the same question. What is the real significance of the existence of this dark, obscure, and humble civilization and order? It is neither as glorious as the ancient times, nor as grand and unyielding as the Silver Age, but the answer may be in it.

Because of goodwill.

With hope.

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The port of Gries is long gone. It is difficult for nostalgic people to find the taste of the past here, but no one is noisy. The fifteen snow-white trestle of the harbor is now deep into the blue bay. Can moor those big ships sailing in the snow. Neat, cobblestoned streets run from east to west, north and south, and a caravan full of cargo shuttles back and forth to divide this emerging port into a regular chevron. Just like fir town, the old sheds have been demolished and replaced. Beautiful permanent buildings and tiled red roofs have now become a symbol of the city. Only the areas near the port near the north woods can still find traces of the fishing village in the past.

The Shepherd of Butch, a hostel run by the Roman Chamber of Commerce, is the only official hostel in Port Gries, but this hostel in the downtown area is not as crowded as elsewhere. Only merchants with the permission of Earl Toniger can stay here. Occasionally Metissia and Antitina, or other people in the castle, will also stay here when visiting the port, so the hostel is not so much It is a commercial club, but it is better to say that it is a post station with an official background of Tonigel.

However, since the days of the hotel, many guests have stayed, but these guests are different from the past. Most of them are blonde. Although it is polite to treat people, it is unavoidable that the nose is on the forehead. It is difficult for the Eruins to accept the cruel attitude of the Cruzs towards foreigners. Although this attitude is sometimes not from the heart, Or rather, it is a habit that is formed naturally over time.

But in the words of the hotel's owner, a veteran of the Red Copper Dragon Mercenary Regiment, that was enough. Now the bad-tempered boss simply declares that he is ill and leaves everything in the hostel to the care of the next person. It hasn't appeared for more than a week.

This was the scene when Brando's carriage stopped at the hostel's door.

He saw Miss Scholar at the door. Shi Duo, holding a drawing board, sketched on the street. She seemed to be new to everything here. Tonigel's style did give her a different story. Especially I heard that it was a barren fishing village one year ago. There are often no more than a hundred people here. The residents can see the noble knights all over the year. Most of them are tax officials from the fir collar. The description is not strange to her, as it is everywhere in the book.

But Count Tonigel gave her a different story about the kingdom.

Several young knights volunteered to serve as messengers around the lady. Most of them recognized Brando, although closer to Nimesis and Freya. But still came up to say hello. As a Cruz, this attitude has been very rare. If the owner of the Shepherd's Inn is here, he must stare out his eyes at this moment, and worship him as a lord even more.

Brando asked with a smile. Antinina followed him, and was a bit surprised by her lord's prestige among the Cruzs, but she knew at least more than the people below, so it was not too inexplicable. It was Shido, and when she saw Brando, she put down her brush. Stand up and salute him respectfully; Brando froze slightly, because he saw Miss Scholar holding the etiquette of the teacher to the teacher. If the young people of the Knights of the Folding Sword can also be said to be side by side The battle is polite, but this etiquette is a bit grand.

He couldn't help looking at Shiduo.

Shi Duo politely explained: "My mentor said that the master is the teacher and the Earl's conduct can serve as a model for my aristocracy. This time I return to Cruz, I will definitely tell me what the adult is doing Teachers. At least now I understand that the glory of the ancient aristocracy has not disappeared from this land, and what kindness Ake took away from the empire and guarded was still taking root in this soil. "

Brando saw the earnest light in her firm eyes and couldn't help but smiled and shook his head. The noble lady was as simple and innocent as ever, but still life was upset, not to mention his blush. This is a bit ridiculous.

Although he was happy to see all this, some of what happened on this land did not originate from his heart. When he was impatient, he never thought of such a long-term thing.

He shook his head. At this time Lenarette appeared at the corner of the staircase leading to the lobby on the second floor of the hostel. He walked down and glanced at it, as usual, he didn't talk much, but Brando knew that it might be Victoria. What Ronika meant was that only Her Royal Highness and perhaps Shiduo could stay by the head of the women's legion at this time, but the scholar lady didn't look like a leisurely temper. He hurriedly bid farewell to the others and then followed.

Lenaret didn't say a word, leading the way, leading him to Veronica's room, opening the door, Brando was shocked because there was another person in the room besides Veronica. .

He also recognized this man, with a bald and bearded one-eyed eye. This appearance feature was too conspicuous-this was Mangrove, the commander of the Black Legion, and the marshal of the Empire in the third jihad. Brando almost didn't scold his mother, what the scouts were doing. Just let such a big fish touch his territory unclearly, and he didn't even know it. This is one of the four corps commanders of the empire, and his strength can be said to be higher than Veronica, second only to the present. His teacher, Mephisto, is just like a nuclear weapon in the Empire. Now that this nuclear weapon has been unknowingly under his eyelids, he is unaware of it.

He couldn't help but glance back, and Antitina's face was also a little poor, and she clearly recognized the other party, which showed that she didn't get any wind at all.

"Brando, you're here," Veronica finally noticed Brando and the lady behind him, who was sitting next to a short table next to Mangrove, who was holding a pipe. . The fire in the pipe was bright and dark, and it was swallowing clouds and mist, so there was smoke in the house. Brando frowned, but immediately understood what was going on. A man like Veronica, who had a slight fetishism, could tolerate it as her. Mangrove was indeed her. Old senior. In the second place, there must be something more important that attracted her thoughts, leaving her in no mood to worry about these little things.

Veronica seemed to notice Brando's face. I immediately understood what Brando was thinking. She first motioned to Her Royal Highness to close the door, so there was only Brando, Antitina, and two legionnaires in the cabin; Brando felt The door closed with a click behind him, a little weird, wondering what was happening even to Linaret. He felt that the situation was beyond his imagination and calmed down a little. Wait for Veronica to speak first.

"Brando, this is--forget it, I think you already recognize it, so I won't make more redundant introductions," said the female army chief. Sighing, feeling a bit helpless about Brando's defense, she took a deep look at him: "I always think you are very concerned about the empire and very aware of our defense. Although I do n’t know why, this time you You can rest assured that Mangrove came here by some special means. Even the Temple of Fire has been concealed. It is reasonable that you did not notice it. "

Brando watched Mangrove always staring at the Cruz map spread on the lower table. Without looking at it, this is in line with Cruz's aristocratic tradition, especially his identity, and it is naturally impossible to give him a trivial What's good about Lord Earl's count? He took another look at Veronica. The explanation by the head of the female legion made him a little better. After all, even the temple of Yan had concealed, then it was not a big deal to deceive his eyeliner. He couldn't Arrogant to think that his scouts do better than the surveillance network of the Temple of Fire.

But Veronica's words made him smell a heavy sense of crisis.

Mangrove is an important representative of the military factions in the Cruz Empire. What kind of events have happened inside the empire that made him such a character go to Tonigel alone and come to Veronica with such a great risk. Meeting, even to conceal the Temple of Fire. Brando's mind suddenly turned into a mess. The first thing he thought of was whether the sectarians and the imperialists were at war? Cruz Empire begins civil war?

That's great. For Eruin, this is a godsend. The weaker Cruz, the less pressure Eruin has. It is an indisputable fact.

But Brando shook his head, thinking that there would probably not be such a pie in the world. Cruz has passed since the empress's father regained the empire's right to speak from the sect with the help of the prime minister. Less than a century later, the position of the imperialists is still very stable. Moreover, the Temple of Fire doesn't look like it exists so blindly and rebelliously, but that is the national religion in the entire Cruz culture area. There are only one or two mentally disabled people at the highest level, and most others will stay awake. Brando remembers that the man at the peak of the current Temple of Fire seems to be still a 'smart Walla', and it is absolutely impossible for the man to create such an oolong.

It is possible that Her Majesty the Queen.

Brando didn't know much about Her Majesty the Cruz, and to be honest, he was more familiar with Rainerette, Her Majesty the Emperor of the Cruz Empire. Her Majesty's strong wrist was called The queen of blood, but in fact her style of acting is a bit too rigid. However, in history, she has not been in office for two years. This time, Linaret will soon become a true crown prince, and then ascend the throne. The Cruz Empire will enter a long period of rise. This is also Eru. Because of the beginning of the tragedy.

So which one is singing now?

Brando looked at the two famous figures in history before him, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong in the whole history.

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