Vol 6 Chapter 227

"You decided?" Brando asked.

Standing in front of him were Metisha and Hipamila. Both ladies nodded, but the silver princess little princess looked resolute, and most of the priests seemed to be paradoxical as shepherds of Himilud, and discipline was travel In her opinion, this is probably another interesting trip.

"I originally wanted you to return to Eruin with Freya." Brando frowned, and he had learned from Fusiya how dangerous the trial itself was, in a sense He was reluctant to let Metisha and Hipamila take the risk. They could grow up slowly as long as they stayed with him. Why should they be desperate?

"Lord Lord, we were in the fir collar, and there were many more secure choices during the battle at Ampelsel." Meditis replied with a smile, as if remembering the back of that great shore at that time, her eyes sparkled , "But you have chosen the most thorny path, and you have left us so brave, how can you now force us to stop in front of danger?"

Brando stalked: "... that's different, Matissa."

"Yes, because every time you come forward to protect everyone, protect Funia, protect the villagers of Green Village, protect Her Royal Highness Princess and Yuta. This time, it is our turn to dedicate to you, as your Followers, do n’t you bear with it and watch us fail to keep up with you? ”

"Yeah," Hipamila nodded. "Lord Lord, our journey as a Master Mage has been determined for a long time, but it has been delayed for a variety of things. Master yours The deck is so special, you give the power of the travel mage to you and you have the responsibility to accept this trial. For the followers of Lord Hemirud, discipline is the only way to grow. Lord, Believe me and Miss Medina. "

"My lord," said Metisha again, "Miss Hipamila is right. There is not much time left for us, whether it is to protect Eruin or to rescue Miss Roman. We must all become more Strong. The silver elf has a proverb 'vniyt 日 sa 乳 lardo', which means that instead of facing the gloomy storm above the sea, how can you witness the wide sky after the storm? Stopping in front of danger is never the way to the strong Before I became the commander of the Linge Army, I knew the truth behind this sentence. "

She paused, her silver eyes fainted slightly: "Of course, if Lord Lord must let us stay, we can understand your mind, Lord. We will still obey your orders."

Brando smiled helplessly, as if reading a lot from his talking eyes: seriousness, persistence, stubbornness, and a touch of attachment.

He replied, "Okay, I respect your choice, Metisha, Hipamila, thank you. I can meet you, Charles, Medfis, Ropal and everyone, maybe that's what The luckiest thing for me. Yes, each of us has our own way to go. You make sense, but you only have one life, and you must be careful before making a choice. "

"Sir," Matissa couldn't help but laugh: "Before I met you, my title in the Silver Elf Legion was the song of the cautious Silver Moon. But the grown-up was often criticized by Miss Furrow for being careless and losing her care Then. "

Brando blushed. He had no interest in being the Lord of the Fir, and inevitably made all kinds of mistakes in his daily work. For Frou, Antitina, and Roman, who often have to 'rub the buttocks' for his negligence, in addition to the affable Miss Merchant, the other two must complain about these. Tissa and Hipamila are naturally no secret.

But he also knew in his heart that Meditha purposely mentioned these past events in order to ease the dull atmosphere so that he didn't worry so much. Although the silver elf princess is not very old, he is more clear about matters and hearts than many adults. When he first met the elf girl in the valley of the undead, it was because of this kindness of self-denial. Born to want to protect her.

Brando didn't say a word, many words in his heart didn't say a word. In some dim environment, the little princess of the silver elf had bright eyes, and a silent tacit understanding seemed to spread and grow between the two hearts.

Only Hipamila seemed to be unaware of it, like a large electric bulb. After all, Miss Shenguan is pure in heart and pure in heart. She only has the reverence and belief for Lord Hemirud, but she doesn't have so many complicated thoughts.

It took a long time for Brando to cough, and asked a little embarrassingly, "Cautious Song of the Silver Moon?"

Matissa blushed. This was about the only time she had bragged about herself since she was born: "It's just a less famous title. Many people got the title in the battle of the saints, after all, it was a world. During the war, future generations are full of awe of the war, so there are so many strange titles passed down, not every one is worthy of the name. "

Not famous title?

Brando thought he had to believe that it was a **** thing. He had already seen that in a field of serious nonsense, compared with her sister, Metisha was obviously not hesitant to let it go. Is it the family tradition of the Silver Elf royal family?

However, the choice of Metisha and Hipamila reminded him that the path of the wandering mage was indeed a shortcut to gaining strength for him. Fussia once reminded him that in his deck, except for the "Knight", the Frank Knight Metisha, only he can manipulate the land cards and artifacts that generate wealth, and the land cards and artifacts are generated. The colored mana is an indispensable resource for the witch mage. Now that Metisha and Hipamila have embarked on the road to perfecting the witch mage rules, then as the witch mage who controls this deck, he You must also consciously make up the last flaw in this deck.

...

In the Winter Solstice Palace in Faenza, the high-pitched disputes are buzzing the temple that has gone through two eras and witnessed the countless ups and downs of the empire and the empire.

In the middle of the hall, Petian III, sitting on the throne, stared indifferently at his subjects. In the year of Jin Yan, there was a great painter who painted a famous masterpiece, "Disputing Courtiers". Although the painting depicts the scene of Cruz's ups and downs in the Noli era, it is similar to this scene at present, or Wherever there is a human being, it is indispensable to deliver interests and fight for power.

Courtiers and even bishops wearing dark red, plain white, or dark blue rolled gold robes are dividing into several camps, accusing each other, attacking each other, and even blushing thick necks, without the gentle and elegant image of aristocracy.

Most of the words spoken were such as ‘oppose, disagree, ridiculous, impossible’, which seemed neither nutritious nor constructive. This situation has been going on for several hours. If on weekdays, Petian III would have thrown those who dared to create chaos out of his court, but today it is a little special.

A moment later, he stood up from the holy seat, raised his hands, and quieted everyone, who was still as lively as the market hall of Saipan, the largest trading port of Faenza, and it was quiet in an instant. The needle can be smelled.

The courtiers in their respective costumes glanced at each other and returned to their respective positions. The hall of the Winter Solstice Palace resembles an oval shape. The highest position in the north is the sacred throne of Fazan, which is the most secular and sacred power, but the throne From the sides down to the southmost side, all people have seats, and their positions are equal, which means that everyone is equal under the divine right.

Petian III looked a little tired, because such a dispute had been going on for a whole day, but in fact, there had been conclusions on this issue, but he had to give an explanation to his subjects.

"Okay, I've decided," Petian's low voice rang slowly over the hall. "I'm asking you to come here not to see you discuss a result, but to answer your questions. Of course, God has given us the power to think, but thinking is the process of judging things wisely, not to calculate a small amount of gain and loss. As my subjects and servants of God, I hope that you can look farther . "

After that, the pope glanced deeply in the elliptical hall with a deep glance, and in his gaze, Archbishop Gagusti stood out.

"Your Majesty, we can understand what you mean, but the Cruzs are our opponents. Right now they are in a turmoil. We can choose to sit on the sidelines or downhole, but we rush in at this time, regardless of His Royal Highness. Is it really possible to win, is it too hasty? "

"I don't think so," another courtier stood up. "Everyone understands the icing on the cake, but it is precious to send charcoal in the snow. We invest in advance and don't pay much, but if we can weaken our rivals, Enzan said it was a stable business at all costs. "

"Hehe, the Minister of Commerce deserves to be a businessman, with the word of sale, but unfortunately, where is the world's stable and uncompromising sale? Rodier told us in his book" State "that There are interests and betrayal. The Cruz's eldest son is Cruz first. Even if he really won the throne, he is also the Cruz emperor's emperor. These two identities are destined that he cannot stand in the perspective of the Eni people. Thinking about the problem, even if we have signed various treaties with him, he can turn his back on his face. The key is that as two hostile nations lack the necessary means to restrain him, on this premise, I am not optimistic about this so-called sale. "

... (to be continued ...)