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- Coming out of the woods, Brando saw the man standing on the top of the mountain. The sea breeze was blowing gently, and Delphine stood gracefully under a European maple, pressing the back edge of his hat with one hand, his long ebony hair flying, raising his head and gazing at the distant coastline.
In the distance, the green hills and the blue ocean intersect with each other. There is a white line on the shore and the sound of gulls. The white city of Lataki is located in a bay. Today, the prime minister's daughter wore a navy blue skirt. The hem of the skirt was raised, revealing the black stockings underneath. Her charming curves contrasted with the fiery red fruits on the wild apple trees on the mountainside.
When she heard the voice, she turned around and looked at Brando with her purple eyes. A smile spread on her face, revealing her white teeth: "How is it?"
"very good."
"I mean, how is it, is it beautiful?" The prime minister's daughter held up her skirt with both hands, tilted it slightly to one side, and asked with a smile.
Brando was startled for a moment, nodded, and replied unwillingly: "It's very beautiful."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"We should be the ones saying thank you. You did better than all of us imagined. Even the Buga people were impressed by your speech. I listened to Ms. Misril's narration. It was a very wonderful speech¡ª¡ª "
"But I don't want you to say thank you to me," Delphine raised his head proudly: "I just want you to fall in love with me."
Brando shook his head: "But you know."
"I know," Delphine closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, took a few steps towards the top of the mountain and took a deep breath. Her plump breasts rose and fell as she answered word by word: "But I don't care!"
Brando was startled when he saw Delphine really closing her eyes and walking towards the edge of the cliff. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "Be careful, what are you doing?"
But what he saw was a pair of cunning eyes.
Delphine turned around and looked at him with a slight smile: "I want to have a new relationship and put aside the past. The person I want to pursue is the best man in the world, so I must do my best to go¡ª¡ª"
Brando looked at her sincere eyes and was speechless for a moment.
"You always give your best."
"That's why I won't regret it." Delphine felt a little sad when she saw that she didn't get the answer she wanted, but she immediately shook her head: "One day, I will make you agree."
Brando smiled bitterly: "Is this considered irrational?"
"So what, feelings are inherently wild, but my eyes have always been sober."
Yes, Brando stared at this contradictory girl. She was both fanatical and calm, ambitious yet insisting on something puzzling. What kind of family and what kind of life led to such a treasure?
The Prime Minister Qianjin pushed back a strand of hair, turned back to look at the scenery he was looking at before, and suddenly said: "After the undead and the Buga people joined the war, the situation in the Four Realms Wilderness was very different. The power of dusk may The meeting will temporarily recede, and people can finally breathe a sigh of relief and reconvene the alliance of the four realms. I heard that this time, even the Toquinin and Hazel people will have representatives participating"
She tilted her head: "Then, where do you plan to go next?"
"I will go to St. Osol with you this time." Brando replied.
Delphine smiled very happily, and she quietly held Brando's hand: "This will be another Holy White meeting."
"Is that what you expected?"
Brando looked at her.
"What's the difference?" The prime minister's daughter turned her head, her eyes reflected the azure color, which was both clear and infatuated: "I will personally send you to that position and win the crown for you."
Brando didn¡¯t speak, but surprisingly didn¡¯t refute.
Let Delphine gently hold his hand, and the cold fingers intertwined with each other.
The two held hands tightly together, just silent, staring at the earth in the distance.
That was the last scene of the Year of the Sword.
The boundless green wilderness.
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Wearing a dignified long dress, the daughter of an earl held a holy sword in her hand. Under the guard of the knights, she gently jumped out of the carriage and stood there, raising her head and staring at the towering city gate.
Ampelsel, she returned here again in her lifetime, this city that carries so many memories for her.
It was already the end of January, the season when the chill was beginning to fade and the grass was growing and the orioles were flying. On the banks of the Monibel River, groups of knights were coming in and out of the city gate. The arrival of the dwarf king Carifon and his dwarf heavy cavalry caused quite a commotion.But fortunately, Brayson recognized the knight captain who came to take charge, and a misunderstanding and conflict was resolved.
In fact, the news of Corcova's great victory had spread throughout Eruin. When the knight learned that the person coming was the King of the Dwarves, he respectfully saluted the latter to thank him for his kindness.
Then he described the current situation in the south to Brayson and others.
After the battle of Tonigel, the coalition of northern and southern nobles virtually disappeared. Except for a few unlucky ones who died in the war, most of them chose to surrender. However, this time Her Royal Highness did not condone the crimes of these people. Instead, put all these people in jail.
Such harsh punishment naturally aroused strong resistance, but then the Tonigel people used their vigor to teach these feudal nobles a painful lesson.
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After that, the Lantonilan rebellion was put down, and Haruze entered Austrian France under the escort of the Knights to recover Anlek. Three weeks ago, the third column of the White Lions stationed near Anlek began a counterattack and captured Ampelser within a week.
At this time, the royal fleet is launching an attack on the Earl of Gray Mountain under the orders of His Royal Highness. Eruin's long-awaited battle to regain the northern border is about to begin. The long-standing division of this kingdom seems to be finally coming to an end at this moment. At the end.
In the south, the Tonigels under the leadership of Princess Griffin have successively conquered Magitan and Kurk, and besieged the Duke of Golan-Elsen in Bragues. The Highland knights have sworn allegiance to the royal family and are governed by Calasu entered Viero. Although the southern nobles had not yet surrendered, their defeat was only a matter of time.
The knights of the White Lion Guard heard the news, and these young people all cheered for joy. This is the future of this kingdom-the ideal they have been pursuing. Finally, at this moment, everyone can see the dawn of victory.
After today, Eruin will be resurrected in the flames and usher in a new kingdom.
The young people bid farewell to Bresson and Manrique one after another, asking to return to the team and rejoin the White Lions. They were only waiting for the order from His Royal Highness the Prince, the future King, to truly hold the victory within their grasp.
Brayson looked at the rough bay silently, with the same emotions surging in his chest.
From Lidenburg to that little guard captain until today, he has walked all the way, witnessed the collapse and re-rise of this kingdom, and witnessed the swords, swords, and conspiracies behind the nobles' struggle for power.
And one day, this ancient kingdom will see the light of day again.
But he understood that all of this was due to that person.
"Sure enough," he shook his head: "It's still too far off"
"It's all coming to an end." Manrique said suddenly.
"yes."
No one knows what the future will bring.
But this kingdom is waving goodbye to its past. When history and the future intersect, a new sunrise will once again rise from under the horizon.
Among the crowd, Delfiri was also silent. When she heard about the death of Baron Dalle, she found that she could not feel the slightest emotion in her heart. It turned out that after experiencing so much, compared with what she had seen and heard in the past year, everything she had experienced was nothing. It's just so insignificant.
She looked at the holy sword in her hand and was crazy for a moment.
"Where is Count Tonigel?" The dwarf king Kalifin suddenly interrupted. He put the warhammer on his shoulder with one hand, looked down at several people and asked loudly: "After talking for a long time, your Eruin man Where¡¯s the hero?¡±
Where did Count Tonigel go?
The knight captain was also stunned.
"My lordit seems that he is no longer in Eruin"
"What?"
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"My lord, are you here?"
The maid held her apron in one hand and knocked lightly on the door with the other. Then she turned around in embarrassment and looked at the two knights behind her with her beautiful brown eyes. She shook her head and replied in a low voice: "My lord said that he wanted to be alone." Be quiet."
"My lord has been alone in there for a whole day and a night." One of the knights couldn't help but said: "And not even a drop of rice has been eaten."
"But -" The maid wanted to say something else, but before she could say anything, another knight had already grabbed her hand and pulled her away, while winking at his companion.
"Wait, you can't!" The maid looked shocked.
AndA knight had already grasped the door handle with one hand, and then slammed it hard. With a loud bang, the thin wind-wooden door was directly smashed open. The knight pushed the door open with one hand, but before he could take a step forward, he heard a horrified scream coming from behind him.
"My lord Martha!" The maid looked into the room with a pale face, covered her mouth with her hands, and almost sat back on the ground: "My lord Martha, your lord the Duke"
The knights also took a step back with solemn expressions. .
In the study, Archduke Viero was wearing one of his favorite robes during his lifetime, sitting on his chair with a stern expression on his face.
The former ruler of this land was tilting his head lifelessly at this moment, green foam dripping from the corners of his mouth to his chest; his eyes were wide-eyed, and his already stiff hands were placed on the table, with bulging veins. His right hand held an empty crystal bottle.
A page of suicide notes was quietly placed on his desk.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" The maid screamed again, rolled backwards and rushed out.
One of the knights tried to catch her, but was stopped by his companions. The knight grabbed his colleague's hand, shook his head and said: "Let her go, just in time to inform others that Sir Stover is not here, and there is no one in charge in the castle."
"Then what should we do now?"
"Have you seen the letter? We must protect this place," the knight replied calmly: "Go and inform Miss Oni, she has the right to know all this, and from now on, except for members of the Viero family, No one else can enter this room."
His companion nodded silently.
At this moment, Wallundenburg was already in chaos.
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"Ready¡ª¡ª" The knight captain raised his hand: "Let go!"
With a soft whistle, a hail of arrows flew high into the sky, crossing a beautiful parabola, riding on the wind and flying towards the distant head of Bragg.
The wind made the note in Princess Griffin's hand rattle. She held down her long silver hair, raised her head, and looked at the city in the distance with her beautiful eyes.
Under the cover of dozens of basilisks, the White Lion Guards have begun to attack the city¡ª¡ª
The giant beasts are so tall that they are almost flush with the city wall. They only need to turn sideways and let the sergeant on the tower on his back lower the long ladder, and then the commandos can rush directly to the top of the city.
The tree elves and centaur shooters on the tower are even more of a nightmare for the nobles' private armies. After losing the commanding advantage of the city, the defense line that Grand Duke Golan-Elson had placed high hopes on has become a bubble.
Not to mention the Valkyries flying past in the air. Under their pressure, the only dragon knight in Braggs could not even lift into the air.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the white flag was raised above the city of Prague.
Above the castle, Grand Duke Golan-Elsen silently stared at the land he once ruled.
The black smoke rising everywhere in the city and the flash of magic that was getting closer reminded him that failure was approaching.
He stood in the wind a little forlornly, his heart full of unwillingness - why did he lose? The coalition not only has the support of all the nobles, but also secretly has the intelligence provided by the Union of All Things, not to mention the support of the powerful Sasard people.
But why did we lose? We lost so completely.
"As if overnight, Eruin's history was completely rewritten.
Everything is like a repeat of the Battle of Ampelsel, a battle that could change the history of a kingdom. After the battle, all illusions were shattered like bubbles.
It¡¯s the Tonigel people again.
Why are they always Tonigels?
The Duke punched the battlement hard. If he had known that the damn Darus' grandson was under his rule, he would have found this bastard and executed him. But this idea was just an unrealistic vent. He shook his head, filled with regret - he was still too eager and lost everything.
"Sir, we have to leave." The attendant came up from behind and tugged on his sleeves, whispering: "If you don't leave, it will be too late."
Grand Duke Golan-Elson nodded. He has always been a cautious person, which can be seen from the layout of his castle in Ridenberg Villa. In both Black Rose Wars, he was the fastest runner, and he was hardly punished each time, which is evident from this.
Everyone knows that this Duke is a typical political speculator, but this time he was too carried away and ended up in this situation? land. But even so, he still arranged a way out for himself. Even if he was deprived of his noble status, at least the wealth taken from Prague would be enough for him to enjoy his old age.
What¡¯s more, the nobles may not give up completely. There will always be a day when they come back to life. He can wait.
He took one last look at the city that once belonged to him with some regret.
Then he followed the attendants and left the rooftop of the castle.
But just as he entered the hall, the attendant let out a scream and fell down on his back. Archduke Golan-Elson stared dumbfounded at the middle-aged man holding a crossbow who suddenly appeared in front of him, and the crossbow bolt stuck in his attendant's throat with its tail feathers still trembling slightly.
That was an extremely depressed middle-aged man.
His hair was disheveled and his face was covered in dust, but only his eyes were still shining. Although the clothes on his body still showed his aristocratic style, they were already tattered and dirty, as if they were picked up from a garbage dump.
But just such a person was smiling politely at Grand Duke Golan Elson, and then two more people walked out of the door behind him.
The Duke was astonished to recognize one of them, who was a junior member of his noble council - he remembered that this person was called Habuqi. It was said that he had a son who was serving in the White Lions and was trusted by His Royal Highness the Princess.
But this person¡ªa guy who was usually cowardly, cautious in his dealings with others, and never offended anyone¡ªwas holding a bloody sword at the moment and looking at him with cold eyes.
The other person, Duke Golan-Elsen, didn¡¯t know him, but he was even more afraid of him. Because this man, who was dressed as a knight and looked ordinary, was holding a long sword and wearing an exquisite badge, and a candlelight was shining brightly on the badge.
That¡¯s the Candlelight Badge.
There is only one like this in the entire Eruin.
"Scott, thank you for bringing us here," the middle-aged man said to the knight with a smile, his tone full of respect: "If you don't mind, I will take over from you."
The knight glanced at Grand Duke Golan-Elson and nodded silently.
"Overwell" Archduke Golan-Elson's voice was a little hoarse: "You won, why do you need to kill them all?"
"Your Majesty, the Duke, doesn't think that I don't intend to avenge my imprisonment here, right?" Overwell looked at him coldly: "In every Black Rose War, you escape like this, right? In your case, Under your rule, how many people died because of your fault, do you really think that no one will ever remember this account?"
¡°But I am a noble, you can¡¯t¡ª!¡±
"Yes, so Eruin no longer needs such nobles."
Grand Duke Golan-Elson's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and suddenly roared, pulled out his long sword and struck at the two of them.
But before Overwell could take action, Archduke Golan Elson saw a long sword piercing his chest. The funny thing is that he didn't even have time to see clearly when the sword was drawn out.
There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and he knelt down shivering.
"You actually attacked the son of a sword master," Overwell said in a sarcastic voice: "At least before you die, you made me admire your courage, old guy."
Grand Duke Golan-Elson fell to the ground.
Scott then took back his sword.
Overwell looked at him and said sincerely: "I haven't seen you for many years, and your swordsmanship has not deteriorated at all."
But the man just shook his head silently.
at dusk.
Princess Griffith finally saw the dead head of Duke Golan-Elsen.
But she didn¡¯t even look at it, she just turned around and handed the note in her hand to Overwell.
"My grandfather committed suicide, and the Viero family has surrendered to the highland knights of Calasu. They hope to get my protection."
"What do you think, Your Highness the Princess?"
Griffith closed his mouth.
She didn¡¯t know what kind of thoughts she should have in her heart. Was she happy? But that's not necessarily the case, that was her grandfather after all. It could be said to be sad, but maybe a little bit was not.
She shook her head slightly: "I am not bloodthirsty, but those who participated in the rebellion must be punished - as for the innocent, please invite Miss Oni to represent the Viero family and become a member of the House of Nobles."
¡°The House of Nobles is the new NobilityClan council? Overwell raised his head and asked.
"Yes, the nobles of Eruin will be reborn from the ashes in this war and lead the country with a new attitude, and there is no need to keep those old things," Ge said. Rifein smiled to himself: "At the beginning, I was going to promise you a piece of earl fiefdom, but now it seems I'm going to make a mistake."
Overwell did care about this and shook his head.
"These are not my pursuits. Although it may be a bit hypocritical to say so, they are nothing compared to your knight. But I am at least fortunate that some people are blinded by interests and greed. , but there are always people who have not yet joined them.¡±
"Teacher, you are also one of them."
Overwell smiled proudly.
Griffin looked at him and asked: "Teacher, I would like to invite you to become the first speaker of the Eruin Noble Council."
After hearing this question, the lone wolf of Eruin looked at the setting sun falling below the horizon in the distance with some emotion.
He was silent for a long time before giving the answer to this question. "There should be a more suitable candidate for this position," he said: "Whether it is His Royal Highness the eldest son or Brando, they are more suitable than me."
"Brother, he is indeed Eruin's hero."
Overwell was a little surprised that Her Highness the Princess deliberately avoided that person.
But Griffin just raised her head and stared calmly at the stars rising in the east. She finally realized her ideal and reestablished her faith in this kingdom. But at this moment, she found that she didn't have much hope in her heart. What a joy.
It turns out that I have lost more because of this.
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