Chapter 1221

The roaring wind swept over the endless mountains, held up the flying eagle, and flew from west to East with the cold wind at the end of winter under the endless dome, from the fog moon court in the northwest of the saxophone Empire to Bain in the south.

It flew over the ancient wood forest with gradually revived vitality and lush branches and leaves; Across lottel, who gradually recovered after several years of recuperation; The reflection across the earth made the leader of the large chamber of Commerce who was leading the caravan to eboden subconsciously raise his eyes and look at the gem river.

Under the sun, with the reopening of the Baoshi river route, the commercial routes from the south, the busy trade, the luxury of the nobility, and a lot of urban reconstruction work, the once bleak queen of Wancheng blooms again.

The ruins left by the battle of the great vortex no longer exist, but a brand-new imperial capital; Almost all the old aristocrats of the former empire were destroyed when the great vortex came. The upstarts who emerged with the rise of his majesty Brandon became the new masters at the top of the pyramid.

Wizards, priests, knights, civilians, nobles, businessmen... The rising upstarts have brought new vitality to the Empire and are full of enthusiasm for his majesty Brandon's "development plan". One expedition after another loaded with materials, scholars, soldiers and businessmen set out on a journey towards the Arctic ice sheet, the Centaur Gobi and even the old Azor kingdom.

Especially the old Azores Kingdom... After the first fleet returned four years ago and announced the establishment of the first colony, rich resources, fertile land and various surprise discoveries, this land across the sea has attracted the attention of all people in the Empire and become a country full of treasure in everyone's heart.

The giant dragon hovering on the top of the heavenly palace and the Holy Cross Cathedral glittering with gold make the eagle flying with the wind have to choose to avoid; Bypass the imperial capital and fly to the fertile East Saxony.

The cold wind receded, and the East saxorians sweating in the fields did not look up at the sky; Under the fortress of duanjieshan, the soldiers of the ice field exploration army looked at the shadow flying overhead and marched north under the orders of the officers.

The boa green sea swept by the long wind, and the boa horseback people driving horses, cattle and sheep are bargaining with the livestock merchants rushed by Byrne; In the dense forest of Mount Elman, the Elman Hunter hiding under the tree shot an arrow that hit the male deer at the moment of the eagle's shadow.

When the roaring wind becomes warm and pleasant, the air emits the fragrance of wine and flowers, and the happy sound of banquet and music reverberates under the sky... Even the eagle flying in the sky knows that it has arrived at its destination.

Byrne, the Knights and wine town under Turin.

Ten years have passed since the invasion of the elves. Byrne, who once declined and glorified in the battle of the elves, has rebuilt her glory in ten years.

A large number of brave knight lords withered in the battlefield, which weakened the strength of the Principality of Byrne, but also greatly reduced the obstacles restricting forces; The bain people who closely united around the Turin family launched a vigorous reform movement under the leadership of Charlotte Turin.

Internally, Charlotte completed a pile of mess left by Loren - a wide and vertical road that closely connected the thirteen leaders of Byrne; The yode chamber of Commerce, which controls the principality's coffers, allows all trade activities permitted by the Duke to be unimpeded in Bain.

Following the saxophone military system, the inconvenient conscription law in the past was gradually abolished and the standing cavalry Corps directly under the Principality of Bain was established; Weber, who was originally excluded by the Holy Cross Church and the imperial capital, also reached a reconciliation with the heavenly palace and established a semi independent Bain church belonging only to the bain people.

The increase of wealth, the change of life style and the sacrifice of elves in the war have raised the status of wizards in Byrne day by day; The wizard guild, whose sphere of influence was originally limited to the Principality of Byrne, began to cooperate with the wizard tower and set up branches all over the Empire to help wizard apprentices who completed their studies and find a suitable job locally.

Externally, Charlotte maintains the relationship with the heavenly palace and even various forces by means of trade - Boye's livestock trade, dwarf's ore trade, Arle's leather and grain trade... The huge demand makes Bain their most important buyer. Even for the sake of vitality, she must maintain good relations with Bain.

The "small deterrence" of resources, wealth and military strength made Charlotte establish a very solid "Southern Alliance", which made Byrne obtain the actual control over the southern part of the Empire and even the dwarf city states.

The short-lived brilliance created by the black Duke has become solid in Charlotte Turin's hands.

In terms of the heavenly palace, the parliament in urgent need of rebuilding the imperial capital did not want to provoke the powerful principality in the south too much. The colonial development of the territory of the former Azores kingdom in the west of the misty sea gave the heavenly palace new financial resources; This route, established under the guidance of his majesty Brandon, also restrained most of the Empire's attention to a certain extent.

Under some tacit understanding, Byrne, who had nothing to do with this, also mobilized a large number of material and financial resources to support the Tianqiong Palace's colonization and route development of the territory of the old Azor Kingdom, so as to minimize the sight from the imperial capital.

But such a "cover up" is doomed to be temporary; Brandon of the heavenly palace and Charlotte of the red blood Castle both know that the rise of the Turin family is inevitable, and de sallion can't tolerate the rise of a strong principality; A bipedal duel will come sooner or later, which can not be reversed by their will.

The only thing we can do is to restore the vitality of the Empire to the greatest extent, explore more land, accumulate more wealth, and let more people fill the land within our sight, as well as the "new world" beyond the sea, which may avoid the war.

"This is the summary of this quarter's results, count." little Joad, the still thin principality treasurer, is becoming more and more like his father and has no interest in anything other than the account book:

"For the support of the royal family of Tianqiong palace in opening up new colonies... Er, how to say... Although it has driven the business of drugs and leather products in the territory and made 2000 prisoners in cells complete reemployment, the expenditure is huge, and the principality is already in debt."

"Then levy a new tax to fill the deficit. As far as I know, Boye has made a lot of money in the livestock trade, and the tax should be increased appropriately." Charlotte threw aside the parchment filled with bills in some irritability: "little yode, I don't need to remind you that the development of the new colony is important to the relationship between the sky palace and the red blood castle?"

"It's natural. Only in this way can we maintain the rare peace at present." little Joad nodded after dealing with the matter. "In addition... My father old Joad has passed away. Now you can call me Joad."

"No problem, little Joad." the proud Countess of red blood castle, with an elegant arc in her mouth, "is there anything else?"

"Wizard guild, his Excellency Isaac Grantham."

Little Joad turned his eyes helplessly: "recently, his research has made new discoveries. He needs to spend a sum of money to prepare research equipment."

Charlotte nodded: "so..."

"We already owe a lot of money, count. If we owe more, we won't be able to pay it back," said little Joad with a expressionless face

Light hand forehead, Charlotte some tired sigh, quite helpless.

"You don't need to ask any more about it. I'll be directly responsible - if Isaac has something to do, let him come to me directly."

"Yes, count."

The expressionless little Joad skillfully cleaned up the account books on the table: "please allow me to leave first."

The light footsteps faded away, and the round table hall became solemn and silent again.

Glenville, the Duchy's manager who did not say a word from beginning to end, silently put the stone slab with nine stars in front of Charlotte for a moment.

"This is..."

"Yesterday evening, several wizard apprentices in the mountain rock Castle found it in the ruins of the old castle and sent it to the red blood Castle overnight." Glenville said calmly:

"They claim that there was absolutely no such thing before. According to the residue of void reaction on the slate, the wizard guild calculated that it appeared at least hundreds of years ago, and the most likely thing is..."

"At the beginning of the birth of Byrne, the Byrne people resisted the rule of the dwarves!" Charlotte blurted out.

Glenwell paused slightly and took two silent steps back.

"Well..." staring at the old slate on the table, Charlotte muttered:

"It was only discovered last night, that is to say, Loren and ayin are now... Helping the ancestors of Turin and Bain resist the attack from the dwarves in the mountain fortress hundreds of years ago... Right?"

"If so..." glenwell bowed his head slightly: "Duke Loren... May not be able to return as scheduled to accompany you through this year's Midsummer Festival."

Charlotte leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and her crystal eyes lost their look.

But the silence lasted only a moment, and soon recovered. Charlotte's eyes swept behind her: "where's Roland?"

"Count, you..."

"I'm talking about the heir of the direct blood line of the Turin family, Lord of Byrne 13, son of Loren Turin, my son... Roland Turin." as the voice became more and more serious, Charlotte's eyes became colder:

"Where is he now?"

Glenwell's eyes flickered, and a small figure with black hair and black eyes, smart and clever, always liked to cause trouble.

Of course, "adding trouble" is a very polite statement. It should be said that this young master has evolved into a major disaster of red blood castle in the past year.

Glenwell understood the countess's idea of training her children into qualified rulers, but Roland didn't think so - at least he was more interested in magic spells, hunting and making trouble than official documents, government affairs and etiquette.

In the face of the grim faced countess, glenwell, who had a headache, could only tell the truth:

"Master Roland, he's in... The broken sword hall."

Charlotte's expression changed slightly.

……………………

Red blood Castle palace, broken sword hall.

Gently pushed the door open, Charlotte, who was in a complicated mood, stepped into the small hall.

There was nothing special about the room itself, and the simple decoration was dwarfed by other rooms in the court; The only special thing is the big Mithril sword, which is placed in the deepest part of the room and under the wall facing the gate.

dawn.

Looking at the broken sword, Charlotte's eyes were a little confused.

She still remembers that when Loren returned and handed over the broken sword to herself, she did something wrong, regretted and feared that she was angry. She carried her hands behind her and wet her collar in a cold sweat.

He didn't know that he was so excited to see him come back alive that he stood there like a puppet and let him perform full of remorse and remorse.

So when he offered to restore the sword, Charlotte refused.

Although it is said that this symbolizes a glory and is remembered by the descendants of the Turin family in particular, the Turin family of red blood castle and the Duke of Bain once saved the world;

But Charlotte knew that what she wanted was that Loren could always remember it - even if it wasn't for Byrne, the Turin family and even herself, even if it was just for this little remorse and guilt.

"If you can come back..."

Looking at the broken sword, Charlotte muttered to herself: "you big liar, full of lies, always like scary villains... If you really know how much pressure I bear..."

"I know."

The voice of words, which seemed to sound like an illusion, made the countess tremble.

That's... That sound... From behind

"Impossible." her eyes widened. Charlotte tried to restrain her impulse to look back: "you... Loren... You should still be here now..."

"Mountain rock castle." the voice laughed:

"Yes, I met the first Turin, or the father of the future Knight king, there. I was a little surprised... I thought he was a very decisive guy, but I never thought he was a very gentle man."

"That's nature... The ancestor of the Turin family must be 10000 times better than someone who always makes people nervous!"

Charlotte, gnashing her teeth, pressed her hands in front of her, and her shoulders trembled slightly:

"Where's Ayn?"

"With Roland, they get along very well. Or, Ayn can get along with anyone. Uh... I'm different."

"You know!"

"Of course I know. Roland is a very clever child."

"He's a little bastard!"

"How can you say that? He's just too young. Every child should have a carefree time."

"Don't take your shameless and offline to measure the future Duke of Byrne and knight king!"

"So I said, Charlotte, you are too restrained. Don't let yourself carry too much burden."

"Isn't it because some asshole is irresponsible?!"

"Then you decided that this irresponsible bastard forgot the agreement that he would come back to see you?"

"What can't you do, you bastard?!"

Clutching her hands, Charlotte, whose teeth were clenched, looked at the ground.

In the quiet hall, you can even hear her heartbeat.

"Why don't you look back?" the voice asked with a smile.

"I..."

"Are you worried that I will disappear? All this is just your own illusion?"

"How could it be?!" Charlotte denied.

"Why is that?"

"Because... Because..." Charlotte blushed and stamped her feet in desperation: "well, you won! You're right. I'm just worried that all this is just an illusion. I'm worried that you're just..."

The voice stopped suddenly.

The flustered Charlotte felt the temperature behind her neck, and her trembling hands were tightly held.

The dark haired wizard standing behind her had a smile in his eyes:

"Is it an illusion? Just confirm it yourself?"