Vol 5 Chapter 8

The carriage was as quiet as it was when he was there. Antinina sat opposite him, and Brando asked in the bump: "Antinina, what do you think of this?" Antinina didn't The first time I spoke, this incident was too shocking for her. She seemed to return from the unreal dizziness after a moment, and answered with as calm a thought as possible: "I think I'm too anxious, Lord Adult, you should at least wait until after the war with Jean-Denell before agreeing to this matter. Seriously, for now, it ’s better for Erouin than disadvantages, but it ’s a bit of an adult to do it as you are now. It ’s not appropriate. Although Her Royal Highness may not be jealous, her words are awesome, and falling in the eyes of someone with a heart is a sign of your future tragedy. Nowadays, Lord Lord, you must pay attention to the relationship with His Royal Highness. "The lady clerk lowered her long eyelashes. When she replied, her voice was very soft and sensible.

Her answer surprised Brando somewhat unexpectedly. Antitina was so old-fashioned and cute in his heart. He had thought that once the noble lady had reacted, she would take a lesson and teach him the situation today. It's hard to come, don't easily put your territory in danger for your own willfulness, because with Antitina's temperament, she can absolutely do it. As long as it is for his sake, she will definitely take 120,000 points seriously. But she did not. The pattern and wisdom in the mind of her own staff lady far exceeded his expectations. She even knew the layout and true meaning of his arrangement. Her speech was really something he had never thought of before. I just thought about the layout, and almost forgot the most important human heart.

Brando looked at his own staff member with curiosity, as if seeing the moment before, he was also following his lord in the countryside. He was also in charge of the spring farming and autumn solar festivals for the territory. An ordinary lady of nobility suddenly turned into a figure similar to Overwell and Makaro who could really give advice to the superior. Could it be that the nobleman would be upgraded, he looked at each other, and his heart was full of surprises when he picked up the baby.

"What's wrong, Lord Lord?" Antitina was a little disturbed by her Lord Lord's hot eyes, but she was not Akane or Freya, and she only blushed and looked away. She still remembered the duty of her aides, and although she throbbed in her heart, she forced herself to calmly ask.

"Call me Brando."

Antinina opened her mouth and turned red.

"Are there any remedies?" Brando asked again, and suddenly he found it very interesting to disturb his mind of the lady-assistant, and then watched her as she calmed down to think about the problem. Of course, the latter didn't notice the bad taste of her lord Lord. She took a breath and nodded her head: "At least inform Her Royal Highness and tell her the context. At the moment, this is entrusted by Lord Veronica. My lord, cloth ... Your choice is understandable ... she ... she should understand your hard work ... "

Brando nodded, he turned back, and watched the scenery quietly. The carriage was passing through a tree-lined road outside Gries Harbor. The canopy was dividing the sunlight that penetrated the branches into the rapidly moving golden light and shadow. He pondered for a moment and then looked back. Glancing at Starr, who was sitting next to himself, scratching and scratching, this guy had just finished eating the pastry that Antitina had prepared for him. Mouthful of cake crumbs are being checked for fish in the drawer under the table. "Don't look for it, no more, Star, I ask you a question, have you ever heard of a name like the Silver Queen or Constance," Brando asked. Little Fat Dragon closed the drawer with some frustration and asked, "Who is that?"

The response was as expected by Brando, so he asked again: "Have you ever heard of any treasures in the Dragon family that can make people return to old age?"

"Returning to old age," Starr wiped his mouth with his sleeves, rubbing all the dregs on his mouth onto his valuable vest shirt: "There are so many such things. The fountain of youth is for you mortals Priceless treasure, but we have several sips there, yes, Aloz has one. "Brando noticed that the staff member's eyes were slightly brightened, and she couldn't help sighing, knowing that Antiti Na must be the treasure of the little mother dragon, and the girl really cannot avoid the gimmick that can keep her youth forever, even for such an old-fashioned lady like noble lady. But he shook his head: "I'm not saying that this is the way to return to old age, but the real thing, returning to old age is not just a look, but even the body is rejuvenated, bringing people back to the treasures of the heyday.

Stark wiped his mouth there, and subconsciously replied, "How can such a thing exist? If there is such a thing, our dragon race is an immortal race!"

"It's not immortal, even if it only works once. Is there such a thing?"

"Neither," Stare shook her head like a rattle. "This violates Marsha's most basic rules." He glanced at Brando again, and said in an incredible way: "Master Lord, I think you are still young, You should cherish the present, there is no need to pursue these nihilistic things. I heard that those of you human beings who seek eternal immortality are all stunned tyrants, but if you really want to, I can recommend you to Mada Ask for those bones and shelves. "

"Go away." Brando stamped a foot over. Then he turned back and said to Antitina, "Write a letter."

"For Her Royal Highness--"

...

Xia went to Qiu, this sentence is just right for Viello now. Freya was only a week after arriving in Wallenburg, and the deep green and dark ink of the summer outside the castle was stained with a slight yellow. Griffin stood on the corridor, her silver eyes reflected the rolling hills of the southern foothills of the Gunn Mountains, the autumn breeze had risen, and the maiden behind her had already put on a shawl for her, but the thick and warm fur shawl had lined the princess. Her Royal Highness was slender, but she stood upright, like her father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, a mountain wind named Sharmin plucked the silver hair on her forehead. Her Royal Highness unrolled the stationery in her hand. The wind was rattling, and her fingertips were pale. There seemed to be a rage in her heart, and she read the words on the stationery word by word, and could not help but rub the letter into a ball.

The princess' action scared the maids behind her, and one of them asked cautiously, "His Royal Highness?"

"Nothing, let Denell that abominable guy." Griffin seemed to have a piece of paper in his mind with Brando's name written on it. She poked and poked on it with a knife, this abominable fellow, abominable that she didn't dare to say it. If the news of her offensive with the Earl of Tonigel came out, she could hardly imagine how terrible it would be for the newly stabilized Southland.

The grandfather was limited in helping her. Grand Duke Viero was first and foremost a duke, a nobleman of the kingdom.

"Would you like to invite Lord Overwell or Earl?" The lady asked carefully, thinking that the letter was from the south, but she didn't dare to guess more, she was just a little Waitress.

Griffin knew that the earl in his waitress's mouth meant Odin. She shook her head a little upset: "It's not necessary, it's not a big deal." Then she glanced at the paper ball in her hand again, anxious to drop it on the ground and step on her two feet, but hesitated for a moment, and then peeled again. Flatten it out. The stationery had become crumpled and not flattened, just like the once flawless image of a knight in her mind. Never return to the dreamlike dream of the young girl. Suddenly, the half-elf girl felt sour for no reason, why it was so. Either Marcaro, Teacher Levys, Enrique, or this abominable guy right now, is there a single person who can be reassured that Eruin is so big?

But how could she dare to disclose this to outsiders? Every word on Brando's letter is like a word. It was bold to press heavily on her chest, to get involved in the empire's throne without permission, and then to cut it first. She bit her lower lip again and again, her lips turning white. Even Brando was not so hateful in her opinion, but did the guy know how terrible it would be if it angered the empire? This is the dragon's inverse scale, touching it Will die.

How dare she let Overwell and Autin discuss this kind of thing. Although the wolf Sir is her teacher and core ally, in her mind, she is not a person who can completely trust him. Fortunately, Overwell is also very clear about this bottom line. Everything is always available. She is smart, and most of them do not need to be reminded. Count Ou Ting is a little less politically sensitive than her teacher, but Sheng Yu's loyalty to the kingdom also allows her to rest assured. But neither of them was the most suitable internal minister in her mind.

Somehow, there was always an abominable shadow in her heart, she simply rushed to put away the letter, and then walked towards her study.

"His Royal Highness?" The maids were somewhat inexplicable.

"I'm going to write a reply."

Just five days later, Her Royal Highness received a second letter from Tonigel. This letter is different from the formulae of the first letter, which explains in detail the ins and outs of providing political asylum to Prince Rainerette, as well as some of Brando's own considerations and the possible difficulties in doing so And benefits. Griffin sat at his desk for a few moments, stroking his fingertips on Brando's words of guilt. "It seems that he blame him," she thought, "but he promised Veronica that it would not be a good thing to his own territory, would he just defile himself just to set himself apart?"

But this time, after carefully checking whether the magic seal on the letterhead was complete, the half-elf girl carefully folded the letter and carefully received it in a box made of Mithril; only her and Haruze had that box The key was a birthday present from Oberu VII, and she would bring this box with her wherever she went. Then she wrote another reply.

The first half of the reply was filled with the comfort and encouragement of a regent princess to his subordinates, and stated that she didn't care about this matter, and hoped that Brando would not create any mustard. But at the end of the stationery, Her Royal Highness wrote this in Juan Xiu's words: "Master, although it may be very rude to speak so boldly, I still want to ask you, Lord, for your future in this kingdom, and me, ha What do you think of Luzer ’s future relationship with the kingdom and adults? I hope that a kind and righteous knight I ’ve encountered before will answer this question. ”

When Brando got the letter, he couldn't help but be a little funny. His Royal Highness seemed to have no choice but to play a tender card. But he had no ambition. When he got this letter, he only had the same faith in his heart. He had no other words, and immediately returned a letter to the princess. There was no word in the letter, only a page of white paper, and then he gave her princess the brooch. Put it on white paper.

a week later. He received a reply.

There was only one sentence in the reply.

"Mr. Brando, please let it go. Eruin's future with Haruze is in your hands."

...

The woods were rustling.

Princess Magdale lay quietly on the big bed that seemed to grow naturally from the tree wall. Her blond hair was scattered on the white sheet, her eyes closed quietly, like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale. But everyone in the room could already feel the princess's breathing that had been restored, her chest was slightly undulating, and her long eyelashes occasionally trembled. As if waking up at any time.

Brando breathed a sigh of relief, and first glanced at the others, signalling that Shire, Hipamila, Starr, and the twin 'sisters' would go out first. Then he turned back and thanked the cold-faced girl who stood behind him, "Thank you very much, Miss Frofa."

Stark hid the dragon's heart in another nest in the Death Frost Forest, but was completely blown up in the big bang. It was placed on Magdale by the Alozto from the Dragons. Yes, though, that little mother dragon was careless. But he believed. It should have been that she had implanted the dragon's heart for Magdal in person, but now she cannot go out because of the confinement period. In the end, the cold-faced dragon girl commissioned by her fulfilled this promise on her behalf-Brando happened to have met one of the saints' remains, the girl whom Aloz called Frofa.

He was still worried that there would be a problem, but he did not expect the latter to be more reliable than the former. I don't know how many times. Not only was the entire implantation process clean, but at least it seems that there is no problem so far.

Therefore, he thanked him sincerely since the war of Ampelsel. He regarded Princess Magdale as a friend. If it were not for them, Her Royal Highness would not end up where she is now. Whenever thinking of that night, Her Royal Highness took the rain to listen to the news, but was found, and then executed. He was very uncomfortable. The nun princess must have been terrified and desperate at that time, but for her friendship with Princess Griffin, she went back to her. In this era of Eruin, Magdale and Griffin friendship It can be said that it is the most shining humanity in the darkness.

It is a pity that it is such a gentle and kind young girl, but it has not ended in history.

Frofa still looked the same as when she met him the last time. She glanced at Princess Magdalen on the bed, then turned back, looked at Brando, and didn't say anything. She just stretched out his hand and spread his palms. .

What does it mean? Brando froze slightly.

"Earrings." Frofa's voice seemed to be dripping onto the ice.

Brando's feelings of Aloz that had just been established in his mind had disappeared at this moment. He couldn't help but scold the little mother dragon over and over again, as if she had been trying to find ways since she met her. He placed a series of traps on the ground, and now, the largest time bomb has come to him, ticking and ticking, ready to detonate, and he had previously completely forgotten this. But this is not the core of the problem. Frofa's earrings were damaged in the last battle of Ampelsel. Now how can he get them?

He summoned his courage to glance at this cold-faced dragon girl, and remembered Aloz and Shiduo's words about the symbolic meaning of the dragon earrings. He couldn't help but have some red ears and blushes. Fortunately, he experienced so many things After that, the skin was finally practiced. After learning the thick cheeks of other nobles, he hesitated and replied, "That, Miss Fruffa, I lost my earrings a little carelessly."

Dragon girl looked at him coldly.

Brando felt as if a sharp sword was hanging over his head, and he would fall off at any time. "That ... I think," he said, "In fact, I think that a personal marriage should not be associated with an item. Although the customs and customs are also important, but ... you see, you are a dragon, I am a human, The customs we have to follow are also different. You should be able to understand what I mean, Ms. Fruffa, I mean, I did n’t know it until then. ”Actually, Brando It is not impossible to fight against young dragons such as Aloz and even Frofa, but he feels that he has lost ground first. If he fights hard, the face of the lord may be lost. This idea of ​​declining before the war also naturally dwarfed the dragon girl in front of him.

Frofa listened for a moment with a cold face, then said softly:

"You mean you don't want to marry me?"

"I trust!" Brando stared at the other person with a stunned expression, wondering exactly how she heard such a meaning from her own words. He opened his mouth, and it took a long while for him to say, "This ... I'm afraid it doesn't mean that."

The dragon girl looked at him, her eyes became colder than ever, and Brando felt as if she was already a dead person in her eyes. Hello, do it for yourself. "After saying this, she turned around, opened the door, walked out, and then closed the door with a slam, leaving a look of inexplicable Brando standing there.

Brando was going crazy, "Aloz, what the **** did you do!" He growled in his heart.

…… (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!