Vol 5 Chapter 71

The vast starry sky is hanging obliquely on the high ground, the starlight reflects the gray-brown rocks, the sparse grass on the plateau, and the bare trees. This picture seems to have never changed since the era of chaos. For hundreds of years, although the old constellations on the ancient starry sky have been dimmed, they will re-burn the bright new stars, and the old and new will alternate until the gods are far away from the world, but the Hoshino is bright, but it is always the same.

The cold wind swept from above the plateau, the vegetation was low, and the sound of horseshoes went from far to near. Soon, the knight on the highland warhorse wore a gray jersey, and a magic light ball floated not far from his shoulders. These border fortress cavalry are not uncommon in this area. Routine patrols have become more frequent since the Toquinin lion's aggressive offensive, but at the end of the empire at the Rokozi Heights-Broken Sword Mountain Fortress group, this patrol More or less with the meaning of a person floating around.

The knights let the magic light ball fly around the avenue for a week, and then returned to their side. The grass swept by the speed of the light is not unusual, and it is unlikely to be abnormal, because this is the territory of the empire, and the lions are still far away. Where is the Broken Sword Mountain?

"Nothing strange."

"I don't have it either."

"Well, to be honest, I still don't understand the significance of this kind of work. The rotten lions are still far from here. We need to come out to see these stones in such a cold day, this is a hell. In places other than stones, there are only stones left. Sometimes I even wonder if there is even a lizard willing to stay under these **** stones? "

"Rock lizards will nest under these stones, brother."

"So the enemies of the empire are those rock lizards?"

The knights chuckled.

"Enough, you idiot," the Captain of the Cavaliers laughed and cursed. "Don't ask knowingly. Our main task is to guard against bandits and cultists in the country. Don't be dissatisfied-those Rogerians have heard of the Elluans. They couldn't beat it, and they were rushed by a country guy from the south. "

The cavalry laughed, and the laughter drifted away and faded away.

After the magic's light gradually disappeared, under the shadow of the rock, a pair of glittering eyes appeared. It was a pair of prismatic pupils, like cat eyes dangled in yellow amber, its owner stood motionlessly weathered Next to the rock, staring at the direction of the disappearance of the Imperial Knights, the scaly skin was almost the same as the gray-brown evil soil. After the Imperial Knights went away, it moved slightly, revealing a triangular head.

This strange creature wears simple leather armor with some metal pieces on it, but the surface has been specially treated, as if it can be the same as its skin. It was carrying a long bow, which was obviously its main weapon. It made a hissing sound, turned around, and walked back to the rock. After crossing a large field of grass, a cliff appeared there, and it stood by the cliff. , Looking down at the cliff, under the cliff, a creature almost the same as it was watching this direction on a steep narrow lane.

He immediately raised his hand to the other person and hissed a weird word.

The latter immediately turned around and passed down the cliff with the same voice, and then the canyon echoed the same password three or four times.

After a moment, one, two, three, four heads of the same creature separated the fog in the canyon and emerged in sequence from under the cliff, and behind them, dragged a long tail, which was obviously an army, this branch The army is almost entirely composed of this kind of lizard creatures. They are well trained and silent. When they get the password, they immediately climb up the cliff and start to climb upwards. It is not too sparse, but soon, the dense black spots Covered with cliffs.

A few black dots quickly rose below the canyon. They were monsters with human faces and birds. They were piercing the mist, and their wings flew out of the mist. These bird banshees whistled past the head of the lizard, and the lizard man standing next to the cliff turned around, and at the moment it turned back, the countless bird banshees were spreading the mist, one after the other towards the south sky. Fly away, as if it were only an instant, these monsters spread all over the night sky darkly.

Lizardmen are starting to climb the cliff, and behind them, more weird creatures soon appear.

The caveman, the minotaur of the bull head, the lair lord, the scorpion lion, and the cave giant were finally a Medusa wearing a white linen robe and a snake face.

Medusa came to the Lizardman and spoke a strange accent.

The lizard man glanced back at her, nodded, and said something in the same language.

Medusa then smiled slightly, but when she spoke again, it was the ancient Toquenin word: "Praise the Holy Land, praise Martha!"

At this moment, beside them, an army hidden in darkness, hidden in all history and legends, hidden in everyone's expectations, is on the stage of this era.

They all have a common name-called the Georgian.

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The night in the hills is long and quiet, and in the valley surrounded by mountains, the camp of the envoy is divided into two. There are more tents and horse-drawn carriages. Because they were all prepared by the nobles of the empire, these noble masters who were once arrogant but now held hostage have not been subjected to any abuse. Except being unable to freely enter and leave the camp, Brando allowed them to purchase all luxury goods— — Of course, except for women.

On the other side, the encampment of the mission itself is much more compact than that. The carriage is surrounded by a few tents. The largest and most luxurious is the tent of the nun princess Magdale, followed by Dilferi. The tent was specially prepared to take care of her body. Brandot specially prepared this Count of Yanbao, but the tent of the little prince Haruze is not very conspicuous, even slightly more than Efram's. A few times, this is also consistent with his sister's consistent teaching to him.

But at this moment, the little prince's tent was brightly lit, and even from time to time there were arguments.

"His Royal Prince," Baron Routney was not very loud, but very powerful. He was an envoy from the kingdom-an envoy sent to a mission, which sounded very strange and unreasonable. One aspect also shows the helplessness of Wang Dang. What Brando did was really shocking. Of course, Makaro and Overwell couldn't guess how Her Majesty the Emperor of the Cruz Empire would think of it, but everything started from the worst angle. Looking at it, the only way they could think of was to send an envoy to find a way to make the Earl restrain his behavior.

At present, the Baron, in fact, stands for Macaro, but he is not a relative of Macaro, but a more fanatical member of the royal party. Before he came, he made up his mind. He must not be able to convince the unruly Earl, but he has not forgotten that there is a crown prince in the mission. If the little prince supports him, other noble descendants will stand by his side. Brando can't go it alone?

He had an abacus, so as soon as he arrived at the mission, he found the little prince overnight, just picking a time when most of the others were there, and Brando and Nimesis left to investigate the battlefield. He looked at Haruze and continued to say, "Did you just watch the situation like this these days?"

Haruzer looked at her puzzledly: "Mr. Envoy, I don't understand what you say?"

"I mean, since the Black Sword Barrier, you never seem to have expressed any opinions. What is going on with the situation right now, can't you see it, Your Highness?

Haruze lowered his long eyelashes and thought for a moment: "I think I understand," he said, "but I don't think the teacher did anything wrong."

Baron Rootney looked at the future crown prince stupidly, and seemed to suspect that he had heard something wrong. For a moment, he almost wanted to go up and pull the other person's face to see if the little prince was being used by his crazy teacher. Secretly swapped, or what ecstasy soup the guy gave. "His little prince ..." He couldn't help but say dryly, "Do you know how dangerous he wants to do? He is gambling, using the fate of the kingdom and the lives of millions of people gambling!"

"Baron Rootney," at this time Dilferi finally couldn't help but speak, although she still looked sick at the moment, and her face was not very good under the candlelight, but she frowned. The head replied weakly: "When you say this sentence, do you really consider the fate of tens of millions of people?"

Baron Rootney didn't blush, and replied heartily: "Well, I admit that it's just a rhetoric, but you guys can't let his temper go wrong."

"I think Lord Earl has his own share, he is not so selfish." Dilferi thought and answered.

"you guys……"

The Baron Lord from Ampelsel looked at these people for a while and felt a bit unreasonable. Are these people still noble? What is their position? In desperation, he had to resort to outsiders present: "Princess Magdale, what do you think?"

"I am not an Eruin, and I am not involved in the affairs between you, but in the Black Sword Barrier, it is indeed an rude to the empire side. When this matter reaches the temple, I will also stand on the side of the axiom," With a smile, "Besides, I still owe Lord Earl a favor, and I will help him, too."

Baron Routney was aphasia for a while, so that only the fat man Afram was standing by his side. He thought that there was still a duke who looked more sensible, but Miss Oni bit her lip. The face of bitterness and hatred was just not speaking. He couldn't help looking at Enid, who lowered his head and looked at his toes, and said nothing on this occasion.

As for the guy of Lantoniland, needless to say, he was firmly on the side of Brando. Since the guy rescued the refugees under the black sword barrier, he and the Earl have set foot on a boat. And the non-commissioned officer from Yanilasu, Baron Routney felt that a small non-commissioned officer may not be qualified to participate in this meeting, and he was too lazy to deal with the other party.

But then, he suddenly found that he couldn't persuade anyone, which was quite different from his original idea. He stood there for a while, and finally Haruze thoughtfully said to him, "Mr. Envoy, I think I I understand what you mean. I will persuade the teacher a little bit. It's getting late. Go to rest first. "

Baron Routney looked at the little prince in a verbal way. He didn't want a little persuasion, which sounded unreliable. If the lunatic could listen to the persuasion, it wouldn't be so exciting. Here comes the fuss. When he walked out of the tent, he hadn't thought about the problem for a while, but thought strangely in his mind, as if the little prince was a little different than he had seen before. His prince did not dare to be so euphemistic. He asked him to leave.

When everyone left one by one, a wonderful figure quietly sneaked into the little prince's tent. The visitor, wearing a white robe, sat down beside Haruze with a smile, and looked at the little pupil with his pupil. The prince said: "They support your teacher verbally, but they may not think so."

Haruzer replied with a little embarrassment: "Because everyone doesn't know what the teacher thinks, after all, Eruin can't bear the anger of the empire's Thunder, after all, sister Lesmeca, what do you think?"

"Some realities," said Medusa, with a mysterious smile: "The reasons he chose were naive, and the empire could have dignity, but small countries didn't have to. In the eyes of nobles, the reason for war should be something more real, land, population, Power and money. "

"But ideally, for your kingdom, you really need a banner that can gather hearts and convictions."

"but--"

Lesmeca looked at the little prince with amusement, as if feeling very interesting: "Legality and legitimacy, what are these sacred words for a count, and why those who support you and your sister So frightened and furious? You and your sister are really a childish little cute, and the Earl is also childish and ridiculous. I am really curious. The fate of a kingdom will be turned into your hands. "

"Yes, this may be the arrangement of fate, it is always so wonderful."

Haruzer looked at the lady Medusa sternly: "Sister Lesmeca, but you know, I have never been interested in this, the teacher is very nice to me, he is a man of integrity, I like him very much . "

"This is where you are naive, cute," Medusa approached the little prince, holding his face in his hands, exhaling like a blue spray on his face: "The one that belongs to you is always yours, this Orthodox meaning, if you are still in this world for a day, he will never be His Majesty King of Eruin. People gather for him because of justice and leave him because of injustice. One day, I really want to See what he will choose in the end. "

"But," the little prince shook his head seriously, "I don't think he's such a teacher."

She giggled: "Maybe, maybe he will surprise us all."

Lesmeca let go of Haruzer and said to him with a smile: "You asked me what you thought, then you, Your Majesty the King, what do you think?"

Haruze frowned slightly.

"I think," he said, "I think the teacher makes sense, ideals are valuable to people, but sister, Mr. Makaro, and Lord Overwell, they all teach me ideals and beliefs. Is important, but why are people always biased towards practical interests when discussing matters? "

"I can't eat as an ideal, Your Highness Prince." Lesmeca finished the sentence, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes flashed slightly, and she patted Haruzet's shoulder gently: "But maybe this It's just that the weak person is comforting themselves, little prince, if you really want to know what your teacher thinks, let me meet him. "

"Sister Lesmeca, you want to see the teacher, isn't it always possible, and no one in the camp will stop you?" Haruzer asked puzzledly.

Lesmeca smiled mysteriously, and looked at the little prince silently, as if the latter had said something stupid.

Haruze hesitated for a moment, and seemed to understand what was coming, and then replied, "I see, then please go and see the teacher, sister Lesmeca."

"Little cute," Lesmeca kissed gently on the forehead of the little prince. "Let me tell you a secret."

"what?"

"The magic that your teacher taught you is ancient magic that has been lost for a long time. Even I have only seen a few records on some of the remaining slate. What he did, I haven't figured out yet--

"I know," Haruzer replied, "the teacher told me that he said that my talent was more suitable for learning this type of magic."

Medusa stared at him with a prismatic pupil: "Then he must haven't told you anything else."

Haruzer looked at her puzzledly.

"Ancient magic was taught to only four people through the hand of Tumen. Their name is the sage of earth and tolerance, Elanta. The sage of light and justice, Fazan. The sage of flame and bravery, Yan King Gilt. The sage of wind and wisdom, Saint Osor after the wind. They are the king of kings, the ancient sages, and the pioneers of the history of the black iron. After them, no one has been systematically. Mastered ancient magic. "

The little prince opened his mouth slightly and sat there sullenly.

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Brando and Nimesis are riding on the undulating mound, the starry night is gradually fading, the eastern sky is a pale blue, and the glare on the horizon of Anles is faintly seen. There is the Evergreen Walkway. The most prosperous area between the floating clouds hills and the flower collar.

"Earl Jien chose a good battlefield." Brando's eyes suddenly looked out at the continuous forest on the rolling hills.

Nemesis turned to look at him.

"The players of the Empire once wrote the most sorrowful story here and changed a piece of history. Today we are going to do the same thing here. The story that happened on this land is always so similar," Brando suddenly felt in his vision. Reflecting in a sea of ​​spears, the troops of the local nobles in Anzeruta were entering the battlefield they had reserved. He took a breath, patted the mount, and said to Nimesis, "Go back, watch It ’s almost the same. "

The horsewoman nodded silently.

...... (To be continued. Please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!)