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- "who I am?"
This question actually frightened Brando away. Tianlai Novel|2
Is it Sophie or Brando? Is he Count Tonigel, or a descendant of Sword Master Darus? Is he the hero of the Eruin people, or is he the savior destined by Martha - a fool, or a king?
And among these many identities, which one truly belongs to him.
Brando looked at the tall holy white stone intently, and the afternoon sunshine slanted on him. Time was like flowing gravel, and the sunlight also changed its light; the shadows on the stone wall also became vivid. , like a sub-picture, engraved with unpredictable time.
That was a hero who shattered the sky.
A king is taking off his crown.
That is the death of a wise man.
The belief of an idealist.
The four figures overlap each other.
Like the changing light, it finally converges on one person.
Brando stood silently in front of the stone monument, like heavy feathers of light, converging behind him, and finally turned into the invisible.
Everyone looked at this scene and looked at each other in confusion. What does the staggered light and shadow on the stone tablet mean? Is it an illusion or a revelation? Who is this young man that could cause such a strange scene?
Among the crowd, Tumen was the only one with eyes filled with affirmation and a slight nod. It is a kind of calmness called wisdom and profoundness, just like the future and fog no longer turn into heavy curtains. The flame of wisdom splits a path of blood and fire from the dark thorns, because I saw the last part of the dawn. A moment of sunshine, so I will no longer be afraid and confused.
Brando felt something in his heart and turned around. A pair of young eyes, a pair of old eyes, one is a student, and the other is a teacher. The young one is restrained and enterprising, while the old one is calm and calm. At this moment, thousands of years of time are like firewood passed down from generation to generation. , the new and the old meet each other.
Brando nodded to the old man.
I dare not express my gratitude for the kindness I have given you.
¡°Perhaps this is the two ends of history. Everyone who bears responsibility will not choose to take advantage of others.
All illusions have been eliminated, and even the rings have dimmed their light. One by one, they returned to their original appearance in the hands of their owner. But people have forgotten all this, because Brando turned back silently and looked at everyone.
who I am?
Now this question has an answer. He looked at the lion man with a bright light in his eyes:
"I am Brando."
The scene was completely silent.
One person¡¯s momentum overwhelms everything.
It took a while for the young lion to react, but his weakness made him a little embarrassed, and he growled: "Brando? I understand, you are the lord of the Tonigel people, Eruin The so-called hero?"
"The teacher is not a so-called hero, but a real hero!" Haruze was the first to stand up and glared at the lion man.
"That's just a hero of the Eruin people," the lion man shook his head: "This is the king's seat, what qualifications does he have to stand here?"
"Isn't he still the king?" Princess Magdale's soft voice interrupted: "Didn't you see everything on the stone tablet?"
The young lion man took a step back. He didn't expect that no one supported him. Even the bugamen and the silver elves didn't stop it from afar. But its unwillingness to admit defeat made it unwilling to give up, and said loudly: "Then please tell me, is this Lord the king there?"
Questions echoed over the venue¡ª¡ª
The nun princess hesitated and closed her mouth.
Aloz jumped in anger, and the little female dragon was about to go berserk on the spot. But Frofa on the side quickly grabbed her arm and shook her head.
"Let me go, Frofa, I must show some color to that little lion who doesn't know the heights of the sky!"
"You want to mess up the alliance, Aloz?"
"Ahhh!" the little female dragon yelled angrily.
Beside Brando, Faina also looked anxiously at Delphine in the crowd, but the prime minister's daughter smiled unconcernedly and gave her a calm look. But when her sweetheart was questioned, how could the poor girl settle down? She was so anxious that she stamped her feet and even complained to her best friend.
The lion man thought he had a plan, showed a victorious smile, and proudly said to Brando: "Then, sir, please go to the back and don't interfere with the normal order of the meeting."
Brando glanced at it.
A voice?Has already answered first: "I'm afraid he won't go anywhere, Prince Neil Fisher." It was the soft and calm voice of the Prime Minister's daughter, with a breath of wisdom in her words.
"Why?" The young lion man turned around and looked at Delphine dissatisfied: "Don't you understand what I mean, woman?"
"Of course I understand what you mean, Your Royal Highness, but I think you didn't understand what I meant, because Your Majesty belongs here."
"Your Majesty?" Neil Fisher chuckled: "What a great Majesty, please tell me, Miss, who is this gentleman over there?"
"He is the king here."
Another voice replied coldly.
Brando turned back a little keenly and looked at the crowd there in surprise.
Neil Fisher couldn¡¯t find the source of the sound for a while, but it didn¡¯t need to find out, and replied proudly: ¡°The king here? Is it the king of this wilderness? Or is it the king of St. Osol?¡±
The wind elves stood up together with a roar and glared at him.
The young lion-man prince realized that he had made a mistake and quickly made an apology gesture to the wind elves. But it didn't intend to let Brando go, but looked in the direction of the Cruz people.
But the firm voice continued: "Because this is neither Manktor nor San Osol."
¡°That¡¯s funny,¡± Neil Fisher was a little annoyed by the hidden voice: ¡°Then where exactly is this place? Do we all not know where we are?¡±
There were two or three chuckles from the crowd.
Delphine looked in that direction and chuckled, with a smile that was indifferent but proud: "Your Highness naturally knows where he is, he just didn't notice it for a moment. Isn't our world called Warnd?"
"The King of Warnd?"
Neil Fisher showed an exaggerated look, and he laughed twice: "Why didn't I know there was such a title in this world¡ª¡ª"
But suddenly it couldn¡¯t laugh anymore.
Because the Lion Prince saw that this time it was the Cruz people's turn to stand up and look at him with a gloomy expression. At that moment, Neil Fisher suddenly remembered that there does seem to be such a title in this world. of.
That is the King of kings, the King of kings¡ª¡ª
But it has only ever belonged to one person.
That man is called Gilt, a young man from the Great Plains; he is the sage of the Cruz people, the first master of the holy sword Odysseus, but he is also the King of Fire and the co-master of the Holy Alliance. .
So there was only the sound of the rustling wind blowing the grass blades.
Everyone¡¯s eyes were focused on Brando. For the first time, people felt that the hilt of the sword behind him, which reflected the sunlight, shone so brightly that it burned the eyes.
Brando finally noticed something was wrong. The answer Delphine gave him seemed a little unusual. In the eyes of everyone, he turned back to look for the prime minister's daughter, but the latter was hiding in the crowd with a bright smile, like a little devil who had succeeded in his conspiracy.
This is what she hopes to see.
The crowd suddenly parted, and a man walked out.
Brando looked at the owner of the voice and subconsciously took a step back - that was the eldest son of the Cruz people. Lenaret was slowly walking out of the crowd, looking around at everyone calmly, and then took a crown from his attendant.
With this action, Brando finally found the answer to the question, which was what kind of identity Delphine had arranged for him.
But this identity
Brando looked at Lenaret silently, his eyes seeming to ask:
"Why?"
But the eldest son of the emperor only shook his head slightly.
He no longer looked at Brando, but held up the crown with both hands, and loudly replied to everyone present: "As evidenced by the Holy Ring of Flame, the last emperor of the empire named one person as Cruz's successor before he died. ; Now Jin Yan¡¯s belief has not been extinguished, and the holy sword Odysseus also has a new owner, so the Cruz people will keep their promise and support him as king¡ª¡ª"
so¡ª¡ª
¡°He will become the legitimate monarch of the Cruz people.¡±
Wow¡ª¡ª
It¡¯s not just the people at the venue.
At this moment, even the nobles of the Cruz people were shocked. People stood up from their positions one by one, and there was a surge of people.
There was a huge uproar.
Brando is like a stone sculpture standing tall.??Among the crowd. It turned out that the ring was the legendary Holy Ring of Flame. What happened that night in Rushta is still vivid in my mind. The unwilling look in the Silver Queen's eyes before she died was like a slender knife, carved into his heart. heart.
That is obviously the nostalgia for life.
But why do you still have to follow that path?
He had doubts.
But it¡¯s already clear.
Brando turned back silently and glared at Faina fiercely. The eldest lady of Mehotofen shrank her neck knowing she was wrong, and replied in a low voice anxiously: "Brando, you have to accept it."
Brando looked at Delphine again, at the Great Holy See Valla and the old prime minister Nidwin, as well as Duke Mehotofen and Duke Ludwig who were present. Is this all they want? Or is it everything she wants? But if he refuses, then not only Faina and Delphine will be embarrassed, but the Cruz people will also become a laughing stock.
So what¡¯s the answer?
However, Brando was also asking himself.
At that moment, the prime minister¡¯s daughter suppressed the smile on her face.
She raised her head and looked at Brando tenderly, with some simplicity in her eyes. She pushed him to a desperate situation step by step, but it can also be said that she took him to the final step of the throne step by step. So should he choose to follow his heart or embark on the road to the end?
It turns out that¡¯s all there is to it.
Brando finally understood what the Silver Queen had passed on to him.
He shook his head.
When everyone watched his movements, he only silently raised his hands and took the crown from the eldest son of the emperor.
"Do you still remember what you said to Haruze?" Brando said softly to Lerinat: "It belongs to you, and one day, no one can take it away from you."
Lenaret was stunned and looked up at Brando in astonishment.
"I think one day you will be a good king." Brando lowered his head silently and put the crown on his head. Then he turned around, leaving only the silhouette of the eldest son behind. At that moment, the venue became indescribably quiet, and even the wind seemed to have stopped.
The young lion prince subconsciously took a step back, his face turned a little pale.
Haruze clenched his fists with excitement. This was his teacher, the person he admired the most; no matter what the difficulty, he could not knock him down. He is like a living legend who can shine into everyone's reality.
Hope, the fire of civilization falls in the darkness, but eventually a hand will pick it up again. Delphine watched this scene silently. For a moment, the prime minister's daughter also turned around and blinked slightly.
Brando walked silently in front of everyone, stopped, and looked at everyone calmly:
¡°Now, I¡¯ve proven why I¡¯m here¡ª¡±
"Next, as the heir to this supreme throne, in compliance with that ancient contract, I will exercise all these powers - I think it's time to end these red tapes, isn't it?"
"So, everyone, can you agree?"
The envoys from all the countries were a little stunned.
What is the supreme throne? Do the Cruz people really think that they can regain that glory with just one title? That is not just as simple as the master of the holy sword Odysseus, that is the king of kings, the king of kings.
But will there be another Gilt in this world?
But until a firm voice sounded: "I agree."
Princess Magdale left her seat and nodded to Brando with soft eyes. Then she raised her voice again: "Silver Bay countries, agree."
"Eruin, agree." Haruze also said loudly.
"Jiu Feng, I agree." Huang Huo replied calmly.
Lord Lorraine Dale suddenly stood up.
"Where are you going, teacher?" Yalut looked at him.
"I'm going to answer a question." There was a smile on Istovel's thin face.
He left the table and walked to Brando.
"Borrow the sword and use it, Your Majesty the King of Flame." The King of Lorraine Dell said with a smile.
Brando was stunned for a moment, but then he understood, smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw a green light. Istovel caught the sword firmly and then raised the sword high. The light of the sky shone with dazzling brilliance on the blade.
"Holy Sword of the Sky¡ª¡ª!"
??The sylphs exploded with a bang and screamed.
The Elf Regent gently held the hilt of the sword, inserted the sword into the ground, then turned around and nodded to Aruta, who was not far away.
"teacher?"
"ring."
Aruta looked at the shining holy sword, and then he realized what he was doing. He removed the Fenghou Holy Ring from his hand and handed it over. Istovel picked up the Holy Ring and gently placed it on the hilt of the Holy Sword of the Sky.
One sword and one ring complement each other.
Brando looked at this scene, laughed, and pulled out Odysseus with his backhand, and also inserted the golden flame blade into the ground. He turned around, and Delphine had already understood it and placed the Holy Ring of Flame on his sword.
The two holy rings stand opposite each other.
The two rings complement each other.
Yaluta took a deep breath and mustered up all his courage: "Saint Osor, I agree."
The crowd was in an uproar.
The archdruid stood up in anger, and Funya's small figure smiled softly at the side.
"Alanta, I agree."
Instar Dragon also stood up.
"Madala also borrowed the sword."
The Black Lord stood in front of Brando and smiled lightly: "Dear Lord, you are well."
Brando also smiled and nodded to him.
The two looked at each other. They were similar in age. They had been rivals, but they had also fought side by side. After the journey to the Sea of ??the Dead Moon, to this day, fate seemed to have made them allies again.
"Thank you." Instar Dragon answered with a smile, holding the annihilation in his hand.
¡°You¡¯re welcome, say hello to Tagus for me.¡±
"I will."
Three holy swords and three rings.
Queen Madala watched this moment and replied calmly: "Madala, I agree."
"agree."
"agree."
There are more and more followers.
The dwarf king Kalifen laughed loudly and watched this scene with admiration. Under the supervision of Delphiri and Manrique, he also raised his war hammer high and replied in a rough voice: "Secret Silver Hall, I agree.¡±
The crowd was excited again.
Many nobles from different regions have not fully reacted yet and do not understand who this Count Tonigel is.
But at this moment, Delphiri had already put down the sword case, and Manrique religiously took out the holy sword Misol from it. He raised the sword high, and then inserted it into the gravel with both hands, along with the other three swords. The holy sword forms a ring.
The people of Faenzan were in an uproar.
"Mithore, the Holy Sword of Light!" Someone even shouted.
The leader of the Judgment Knights stood up unsteadily and stared at this scene in stunned silence. It was only after being reminded by others that he remembered handing a ring to his attendant, tremblingly. The attendant trotted all the way holding the Holy Ring of Light with understanding, and placed it on the hilt of the holy sword.
The Knights of Gracius raised their hands: "Faenzan, agree!"
The four holy swords shine together in front of the holy white stone tablet.
"Look, that's the sword of the shallow sea -!" Hazel people suddenly became excited because they saw another sword, a sword that appeared in Brando's hand - a light blue blade , as if made of crystal, with a faint cold light, that is Xina, the Frostsinger.
¡°Oh my god, I didn¡¯t expect it to really exist!¡±
"Master Crystal's sacred object is the holy sword that symbolizes Asami!"
Hazel people suddenly realized something, raised their heads and looked at Brando.
Brando also looked at the people of the Dragon Crystal of Knowledge, turned the sword upside down and said: "Hazel people, do you still remember your promise a thousand years ago, are you willing to return to this sacred contract?"
"We are willing." The great prophet was the first to stand up.
Brando only nodded slightly.
Five Holy Swords¡ª¡ª
On the sword, the sapphire of the Ring of Wisdom shines with indescribable beauty on the surface of the ring.
At this moment, people finally turned their attention to Tuoquining's lions. The lions stood up with embarrassed expressions - of course they knew who held the Holy Sword of the Earth, Harangya. But their prince, Nair Fisher, had previously made things difficult for the new Lord of Fire. How could the other party give up this opportunity to humiliate them?
Neil Fisher also clenched his fists and stood there in humiliation.
It can choose to leave, but all the efforts made by the golden-maned lion man before that will be turned into ashes. Its heart is full of unwillingness. It is obvious that the step is close before its eyes, but everything is in vain just because of its own fault. Already?
The young lion warrior raised his head and looked at Brando, ready to bow his head.
But what it saw was a pair of serious and sincere eyes.
"So, where is the Earth Temple?"
Nair Fisher¡¯s mouth opened wide.
Dwarf King Karifen suddenly turned around and stared at Torquinin's allies. The entire venue was so quiet at this moment that even the nobles outside held their breath.
"We" Neil Fisher's green eyes looked at the young man in disbelief, Count Tonigel, who had once been ignored by him: "we agree."
Brando raised his hand gently.
So after a thousand years, the Earth Sword Harangia finally returned to the hands of the Toquining people. The young lion-man warrior gasped for air, almost with some unreal illusions. He sniffed slightly, feeling the real breath of the mountains and earth in his hands.
The big tears suddenly burst out.
Nair Fisher looked up to the sky and roared. At this moment, this lion-man warrior finally understood what tears felt like and why the blood and tears of countless ancestors had flowed for thousands of years.
And now, this heavy glory has finally returned to the hands of the Tuoquining people.
"You deserve the glory," Istovel replied softly as he looked at this scene, "but you still need to defend it."
The last sword was also raised, it was the legendary Blade on the Stone.
At this point, only a corner of the final territory of the world of order is missing.
Six holy swords with long slanting shadows, the silent narrative is like an epic poem. It is the stacking of countless time, the intertwining of heroes and legends. Every sword, every owner, every era, every evocative name shines into the hearts of people at this moment.
Until the Buga people entered the scene, the wizard king Solomon dropped the final hammer.
"Buga people, I agree."
Everyone understood at that moment that a new era had begun.
That will be an era when mortals fight against their fate, and everyone will use their own courage to fight for the future of the world.
But the center of all eyes were focused on the back of the young man who was not tall. The lower corners of Earl Brando's windbreaker were fluttering with the wind above the wilderness, and his arrogant length and quiet demeanor were like a sculpture that became eternal at this moment.
That is also a reflection of an era.
? Same young.
The same holds the holy sword.
The same belief.
And also fearless.
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