Vol 5 Chapter 42

The breeze blew across the treetops, and the leaves were rustling, like a small song in the afternoon.

"It all starts with the time of your grandfather," Her Royal Highness's soft voice seemed to be responding to the tune. "That was almost sixty years ago, when Anson XI was still in place, the kingdom still has Sword Saint Darus, Tulaman, Lord of Mithril Castle, that was the year of the thunder, Eruin just issued the militia training decree, and the construction of the Rittenberg-Vanmere defense line has only begun, following the Westphah Dynasty The most glorious period of this ancient kingdom, and that day, your grandfather was one of the most dazzling names. "

Brando kept silent, he looked at the direction of the field, the clouds were floating over the stag forest, and the faint undulating shadow of the south was the mountains of Yu Song.

Swordmaster Darus is indeed a legend of that era, the strongest swordsman in the history of the Eruin Kingdom, and the only kingdom general who has served as Marshal of the Temple Alliance.

However, the light of this star did not last forever. Soon after the jihad, he lost some trace of history inexplicably. Some people said that he was dead. Some people said that he was just missing. There were even rumors that when the kingdom once again faced annihilation. At the time of danger, the Lord Swordmaster will return to this land and save Elu from the crisis. But Brando understands that this is only a good wish in the end. In another history, these legends are buried under the dust with the destruction of the kingdom. Perhaps thousands of years later, no one will remember it.

If he had no current experience, he would not understand that Dalus had never left the kingdom. He was born in this land and died in this land. Until the last moment of his life, he remained incognito on the border of this kingdom. city.

No one would have imagined that outside this city of Bragg, in the humble mill on the Butch River, the heroes of the kingdom once lived and buried.

"Princess Griffin," Brando said, these things had nothing to do with his current situation, but he felt faint or some kind of connection, "You want to tell me, my grandfather finally What happened and what motivated him to leave the center of the royal power and live in seclusion. I know that this must be related to the leader of the Bunid group and their Highland knights, and maybe also to the royal family of Eruin, and this is where you appear now Cause, right? "

"You always have an extraordinary sensitivity to the development of things. Mr. Knight, you seem to be able to see the past and the future. I have always worshiped you in the past, and it is still true today," Griffin whispered, but she He shook his head again: "But I never really deceived you. I really don't know what happened to your grandfather. I only know that after that, the king's power faded, the kingdom was weaker and weaker, and Eruin's glory As if forever, after my father Wang died, my brother and I trek across a dark and hopeless wilderness until you appear before us, Mr. Knight. "

Brando seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heartbeat. He didn't understand why Her Royal Highness suddenly said this to him. He looked at Princess Griffin. Then a breeze rose in the afternoon, and the wind in the late summer crossed the field, gently The silver hair of the half-elf girl was brushed, and the skirt was swinging with the wind. Griffith's slender hands pressed the sword's guards and stood up in the wind, and she could not see any expression on her face, as if she just mentioned them casually, so that people couldn't guess what was in her mind.

But Brando pursed his lips. He understood that Princess Griffin invited him to come here with a letter, even avoiding the eyes of the Wang Dang and her grandfather. He must tell him something, and he was not in a hurry. Also calm down and wait.

Sure enough, after a while, Griffin continued, "But you can rest assured that I can at least assure you that in the turmoil that year, the party at fault was not your grandfather, or even any member of your family. Alone, your grandfather assumed responsibility for some reason, and chose to live with her family until now. Although I do n’t know what happened at that time, there are secrets in the royal family that have been passed down from generation to generation. I One of my fathers told me that the Corkova family will always owe a favor to the Cardillo family. "

She glanced at Brando with silver eyes: "Of course, maybe two now ..."

Brando almost listened.

But this did not prevent his thoughts from turning quickly. The information revealed by His Royal Highness was soon assembled in his mind and gradually pieced together a rough outline. In other words, everything that happened in the Al Kashi Mountains at that time, his grandfather, Swordmaster Darus, did not make any mistakes, and could even be said to have assumed responsibility for someone or each force. A vein gradually became clear in his heart. No wonder then that the Temple of Yan did not continue to pursue it after his grandfather retired. It seems that the Temple of Yan was likely to understand the inside story at that time, and everything after that may be It ’s just a statement made by the Temple of Fire.

However, he was still a bit puzzled about who his grandfather was responsible for. From the princess's words, it seemed like the responsibility for the royal family of Eruin, but this was not logical because the royal family of Eruin was not No one participated in that jihad, nor could it have anything to do with the war in the Alkash Mountains. But if it is someone else, it seems that the Corcova royal family has nothing to owe to the Cardilloso family. What kind of person or power can make his grandfather and the Corcowa royal family make such a large sacrifice for him? .

Brando knew very well that if his grandfather did not leave the center of the kingship at mid-day, Eruin ’s kingship would not decay so quickly; of course, this ancient kingdom might one day end, but it would never die It does not begin with the year of flowers and summer leaves.

Is it for the Temple of Fire?

He shook his head immediately, and the attitude of the Yan Temple would not be like that later.

"His Royal Highness was really ignorant of everything at that time?"

"Mr. Knight, these were history when I was born. All I know is just the words told by my father and my history teacher. I am just as curious as you are about the history of that era."

"No," Griffin shook his head slightly. "I'm actually more unwilling than you. I don't understand why the first Wang Ansen made such a choice. If not, the kingdom would not be as weak as it is today. Slaughter. "

Brando saw the flash of light in His Royal Highness's eyes, and his heart softened slightly. It was not his question, but also his wish.

May the black pine evergreen, May Eru be alive; May the faith shine as always, May the sword be as sharp as ever—

The ancient ballad of the kingdom is the hope in the hearts of everyone who loves this homeland.

But he paused, and suddenly remembered what the real purpose of His Royal Highness was. She invited him to come here, and left him to meet alone, was it just to tell him this? She said that the Corkova family will always owe a favor to the Cardillo family, but she may not have to tell him this. If she still misses the relationship between the Corkova family and the Cardillo family, then the royal family Nothing like Tonigel will look like today. However, Brando actually knew that His Royal Highness had never believed in himself wholeheartedly.

She always carefully maintained the relationship between him and her and her brother, even though she always knew in her heart that she was the grandson of Swordmaster Darus.

"Mr. Knight, I still remember that in your letter you described to me about the future of this kingdom, the ideal Eruin, shining with a different conviction than today, was the hope that I most yearned for," Like the ever-changing wind in the afternoon, Princess Griffin suddenly changed the subject. She whispered, "Now Count Denel has been defeated, and Enrique is already dead. Your former enemy, now you can tell me, can you describe the future story after that? "

Brando froze slightly.

He looked at the soft and weak half-elf girl, and she stood there with her sword in her hands. She was as sharp and sharp as a sword, so she showed him the card, as if to ask him, did she eat it at noon? The problem is the same.

Brando was silent for a moment.

"What does Her Royal Highness think?" He asked back.

Griffin was uncomfortable because she didn't speak. She used to think that she had many trustworthy people around her, and struggled towards that like-minded belief until she completely changed the face of this ancient kingdom. But then she realized that these were just her wishful thinking. The kingdom may have many different futures, but the one she wanted was just one of them.

She looked at Brando. There was almost no emotion in her silver eyes, and she just wanted to see through the person.

"Some time ago, my brother wrote a letter to me, and he planned to match his sister to you." Princess Griffin said quietly.

Brando seemed to have been hit hard.

At that moment, he understood the thought of His Royal Highness.

Tonigel is now full-fledged. In the battle with Madara and Jean Denell, the army from Valhalla has shown terrible strength. Enrique and Jean Denell have fallen. It seems that no army can stop him in the south of the new Earl. The Lantonilan is his best ally, the Viero's army is old and fragile, and the highland knight of Carasu Only standing by his side, Princess Griffin looked around, and suddenly found that there was no more reliable power around him to contain Brando.

She turned around every night, as if suddenly she found another Enek beside her.

Although Brando had promised her to give her an ideal Eruin, what should she believe in him? Perhaps the knight had really thought that way before, but people will change, just like Mr. Woods, like Makaro. When a person stands high, his thinking will gradually deviate from his original intention. She was born in the royal family and experienced the betrayal of the royal party. She really knew everything about it.

She now had only one way to tie Brando to her chariot.

She lowered her head, and her neck was stained with a touch of redness. "In order to repay the love owed by the Corkova family, the first king Ansen wanted to marry Princess Gloria to your father, but at that time Scott Mr. has a marriage contract, your mother. After Emperor Anson, his brother Obergu VI succeeded to the throne, this matter has been put on hold, but there is always a paper between the Corcova family and the Cadiloso family. A marriage contract, until the time of my father, Alberto VII-every descendant of the Highlander was married by a noble lady of Cartiergo on her belly, but you know why you didn't, Brando. "

Griffin called Brando's name for the first time, and she whispered, "Because your contractor is me, Captain Buned knew this."

Bran took a heavy breath.

He felt confused, but knew very well that it would be impossible to say that he did not have the slightest hope for His Royal Highness. But he liked His Highness, a strong, independent and never giving up Princess, not to repay human favors, or to tie him to a chariot, he easily promised to marry his Princess Griffin. What did she think of him, and what about Roman?

He stared tightly at Her Royal Highness's silver eyes, as if he wanted to see what happened.

But he was finally disappointed.

"I'm not Enrique, Her Royal Highness."

Griffin blushed as if to be greatly insulted. She clenched her fist in anger, raised her head and looked at him: "Mr. Knight, I never thought that way."

"But you did that. You knew that there was a marriage contract between you and me, but why did you say it today? Because you understand that this marriage contract has its value until today. Until then, it was just There is no verbal agreement, is it? ”Brando was so cold in his heart that he felt his belief seemed to have collapsed. He replied indignantly:“ You are so disappointed me, Your Royal Highness, you should understand Everything I did for you before was not for such a superficial purpose. "

He took a deep breath and replied incoherently: "Well, I admit that I had dreamed of you, but I look forward to His Royal Highness, who has the same ideals and beliefs as me, and not a compromise. Woman. Do you remember the ideal kingdom described in the letter I wrote to you, Her Royal Highness, everything you do now is shame it. "

Princess Griffin paled, she shook almost slightly, and looked at Brando in disbelief.

"But you are righteous," tears burst out of the eyes of the half-elf girl, she clenched her fists, almost crying: "But what did you do to me at Ampelsel, do you remember, Lord Knight! "

Brando felt a sharp sword passing by.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

He finally understood why Princess Griffin trusted him before Ampersel, but after that she carefully built a strong wall. He always thought that she was guarding her wings from becoming fuller and endangering them. Alluin's future kingship. But at this moment he finally understood how deeply his irrational behavior had cast a shadow in the heart of this young girl who was only seventeen years old.

Brando couldn't wait to give him a slap. What had he done? He stood there, blushing like a soldering iron.

"Sorry……"

"your Highness."

"Sorry."

For a moment, it seemed that he could only find such a sentence to express his mind.

Griffin bit her lower lip and looked at him with tears on her face. She was almost so angry that she calmed down in the end. Her Royal Highness wiped the tears, don't overdo it, as if saying something irrelevant: "... then, can I still believe you, Mr. Knight."

Brando also calmed down.

The two stood in the yard, still breeze blowing through the clouds, with only tiny worms left between the countryside. In Brando's eyes, several elks in the direction of the stag forest were jumping through the forest.

As if there was a moment of silence.

He eventually nodded.

"You said that everything you did for Elune was not for such a superficial purpose. You are still moving towards that ideal, aren't you, Mr. Knight?" Princess Griffin also looked in the direction of the forest, her face Some were red, and their voices were pathetic.

Brando nodded.

Princess Griffin opened her mouth, as if this affirmative answer had stifled her: "Sorry, I blame you, Mr. Knight."

Brando replied very embarrassedly: "I should say I'm sorry, Her Royal Highness."

Griffith turned back, just to see the legendary Earl show such awkward expression, could not help but burst into tears for a smile; the smile on her face at this moment is like a day, warm and bright in the afternoon In the bright sunlight, she was sitting by the arch window, listening to Overwell and her telling the story of that young knight, with the same smile. Because in that story, the flag was so shining, as if returning to the ancient kingdom.

"Mr. Brando, do you remember the story of your grandfather I told you just now?"

"Ok?"

"Do you really want to know the truth?"

Brando froze slightly, and looked at the Princess in wonder. But Griffin shook his head: "Don't look at me that way, Mr. Knight, I didn't lie to you. But I know that there are still a few related things about what happened at that time in the war in Alkash. People are alive. "

"Who?" Brando's heart moved, as if catching a ray of light in the darkness.

"The Silver Queen, the Wind Elf, and Her Majesty the Pope of Faenza."