"Who is it?" Brando asked.
"A Cruz man said he was looking for us. He was being hunted down when he met this guy. We rescued him from the cultists." Charles said as he beckoned to the back, the bushes rushed. With a loud noise, a young man in rags walked out of it. The latter's face was pale, looking shocked, with a trace of vigilance in his gray-blue eyes, turning slightly, and finally fell on Brando.
Brando felt a little familiar at the first sight of the latter, and then he remembered that he had seen each other, near the Cat and Beard Inn. Seeing him and the waiter girl in the hotel walking very close, I thought that the two of them should be the same. The relationship of lovers.
He remembered that the two of them should have gone out together, but at the moment only the latter came back, presumably something happened.
It’s just that there’s chaos in the city right now, and it’s not surprising that what’s happening, but the girl named Seti is a nice girl. He frowned and subconsciously didn’t want anything to happen to the other party. If something goes wrong at this time, I'm afraid even he won't be able to help the other party much.
He thought for a moment before he asked, "What's wrong, what happened?"
Although the young man named Alka was downhearted, his thoughts were still clear, and he said: "My lord, please help us, those esotericists want to use Seti to deal with you."
Brando became alert at once: "What do you mean, what's the matter?"
Arka then retelled the conversation between the esotericists he heard in his own language. Brando found that this young man's language ability was quite outstanding, and he described the whole incident in just a few sentences, but then he felt angry again. He didn't provoke him. He didn't expect these damn hidden heads and tails. Come here.
He was worried for a while, but then he thought that there was still white mist around Roman, and he was a little relieved. The girl was just an ordinary person anyway, and the white mist was the spirit of the queen of witches, poisoned in front of it, chance It was too slim, and those shepherds obviously didn't expect this.
Only then did he take the worry into his heart, and then noticed the doubts in this young man's words, but before he could speak, Charles on the side spoke his thoughts first.
"These guys are really seeking their own way." Charles frowned after hearing this. "Fortunately, there is a white mist around Miss Roman, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. It's just the relationship between Lord Lord and Miss Roman, how did they know so clearly? ?"
Alka was worried about Seti, but also understood that he and Seti were both responsible for this. He showed a slightly hesitant look on his face, and finally replied: "I'm sorry, Seti and I told them... The secret meeting is here. Rusita has many eyeliners, most of them are ordinary people like us, but we only tell them what guests are in the hotel, but we don't know that the lady... is your fiancée."
At this time, the old Niederwen who was watching from the sidelines suddenly spoke: "There is no doubt that the only people who can clearly know your identity should be those close to Her Majesty the Queen, and the only people who have the motive to instruct the cultists to do such things are the Queen. The person next to your Majesty, it seems that our previous guess is correct."
"What's the guess?" Charles hadn't experienced the previous discussion, and he couldn't help being confused when he heard this.
"It's the Queen of Dragon." Metissa walked over and replied, and then carefully explained to the latter the old Prime Minister Nidevin's guess.
The young wizard attendant couldn't help showing a rather surprised expression after hearing it. He thought for a while before he said: "It was the baby girl?"
"What did you say?" Brando looked at Charles immediately.
Charles patted his forehead: "I seem to remember a lot of things suddenly. Do you remember when you asked me about Miss Antitina's father last time in Braggs? I suddenly remembered that I was just like them. What are you looking for."
"what?"
"Are you Mr. Charles?" Brando asked at the same time as Lao Zai, but the latter was obviously more confused. He looked at Charles carefully: "Why are you still so... young?"
Charles did not answer this question, but continued: "Perhaps the answer to a question, originally like a few words and phrases clues scattered in my mind, I often remember what I used to look for in the Alka area, but there is no A systematic answer is like a dream that has become fragmented after a long sleep."
"what is that?"
"What I remember is not consistent with what Mr. Tulaman said at the beginning. I remember that your grandfather and your Royal Highness brought back a baby girl. The baby girl was wrapped in a bright amber. That night, there was only me, Hippard and Pamid witnessed this-yes, Hippard is Miss Antitina's father."
"What happened at that time?" Old Niedervin’s voice trembled a bit, like a puzzle that had been pursued for decades. It was finally time to uncover the answer. At this time, it was actually with the queen, the empire, and even The truth itself has nothing to do. The old man’s dreams are all haunted by the mystery itself that is made up of countless complicated knots.
Brando also pursed his mouth, and this puzzle also troubled him for a long time.
"I remember that the condition of Her Royal Highness at that time was not very good-Oh, that is, today's Her Majesty the Queen, she looks very weak, and her mood is not very stable. She avoided us and discussed secretly with your grandfather for a long time. Finally, your grandfather will Bring the baby girl out, let us find a reliable person to send her away, and ask us to keep a secret about it."
"Your Majesty was in a very bad state at the time. What was it so bad? There was obvious trauma?" Old Ni Devon asked.
"No, not at all, but she looks weak, like a serious illness, and her mental state is also very unstable. I remember that she objected to taking the baby girl away for a while, sometimes crying in a low voice. It feels like very helpless, of course, this is my personal judgment."
"Where is Mr. Darus?"
"Mr. Darus's face looks heavy."
"Is that before or after?"
"Before what, after what?"
"Before or after your Majesty enters the final battlefield?" Old Nidevin asked loudly.
Charles looked at the former prime minister of the empire strangely, and replied, "Of course it was later, they brought the baby girl out from there."
"Before that, how was your majesty's condition?"
"Very well, there is nothing wrong with it."
Old Nidevin took a breath and looked a little hesitant.
The other people are far away and don’t understand what’s going on here. They think they are arguing. The sound of quarreling can be heard far away. There are a few wild dogs hovering at the edge of the forest. They see the crowd here. After that, he avoided it with his tail clamped.
Someone saw a fire in the direction of Rušta, and the dark night sky was shining dots by dots.
The air was filled with the smell of dryness and burning.
"Are you sure that the baby girl is wrapped in amber, Charles?" Brando asked.
Charles nodded.
"What about after that?"
"We found a reliable person in the coalition army. Your father's fiancée, Princess Gloria, who was serving as an envoy to Eruin in the coalition at the time, commissioned her to bring the baby girl back to Eruin overnight."
"Later, have you met her?"
"Later I saw her once when I returned to Eruin, which was about the third year after the jihad, in a small town near Jean de Nell."
"Where is that baby girl?"
Charles shook his head: "I didn't ask, and she didn't say, I only asked her about your grandfather."
"Some things about my grandfather."
"Yes, on the fourth day after we sent the baby girl away, the Buga and the dragon arrived. Her Royal Highness's attitude was very cold, and what she described was completely different from what happened at the beginning. This means that your grandfather must You have to blame her. The three of us who knew the inside story didn't understand this. We asked your grandfather about this, but he didn't want to say more. You know what happened later..."
The young wizard sighed: "In the following decades, the three of us have been searching for the answer to this question. Now it seems that the closest to the truth should be Hippard, but he died too early."
Brando took a deep look at him, and replied, "Perhaps you are the same, Charles."
Charles was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted: "Perhaps so, Lord Lord."
Brando looked at the old prime minister, whose face was mixed with dazed and thoughtful expressions. "I seem to have caught something, but I always feel that there is still a layer of window paper. This feeling is really uncomfortable." The latter couldn't help but shook his head and replied.
"No matter what the truth is, we have to get on the road, maybe seeing Her Majesty, we can answer the last question in our hearts—"
He glanced at the burning city of Rusita and gently closed the pocket watch form.
At this moment, Alka, who had been staring at the little Niederven next to Old Niederven, suddenly said cautiously: "Are you the Prime Minister?"
Little Nedervin was taken aback for a moment. By his father's side, few people would call him that, but he realized that when he saw the latter, there was no one who could associate himself with the title of Prime Minister in the entire empire. There are many, but there are still many people who can recognize themselves in Rušta and its suburbs.
He nodded silently.
Alka couldn't help but glance at the other people present. These noble masters did not recognize much. He originally thought they were just Brando's noble attendants, but the appearance of Little Nidven obviously subverted his view.
When his gaze fell on Old Niederwin, he couldn't help but become more complicated. He could hardly be convinced-Lao Zai was in the empire for quite a while, but after the death of the Great Emperor Grantodi, he also lived for decades. If it weren't for his appearance that was somewhat similar to Nirvana, Arka couldn't believe that he was the legend in front of him.
After he was convinced of this, his eyes were completely different when he looked at Brando.
"My lord." He lowered his head cautiously, and said respectfully.
Brando glanced at him. Although the behavior of this young man and that girl might cause him trouble, he knew that the little people were involuntarily involuntarily. Besides, Seti’s brother did indeed die on the battlefield of Ampersel, despite the war. It was not initiated by him, but that girl can't be blamed.
Perhaps this is the biggest mistake of the temple and Her Majesty. They have changed the fate of many people invisibly, but they have never felt guilty about it.
Such arrogance has been ingrained in the hearts of nobles for hundreds of years.
He replied: "Don't worry, Bai Wu has ten well-measured people. Seti is just an ordinary person, and it won't do anything to her."
Alka didn't know who Bai Wu was, but such a nobleman made him feel relieved. He looked at the little Ni Devon and the old prime minister, and had to relax—not to mention that the nobleman's subordinates saved him. He died.
He was silent for a moment before saying: "My lord, if you want to enter the city, I might know a secret road that allows you to enter the inner city."
"Secret passages?"
Brando was taken aback.
"The tunnels built by the nobles in the inner city, the priests of the secret society bought these nobles, and by chance, I happened to know where the exit of one of the secret passages was?" Alka replied.
Brando was not very interested in the secret path itself. He only asked: "Is the secret path guarded by cultists—that is, the secret path you are talking about?"
"Yes, but there are not many people on weekdays, and the secret road is very remote, the entrance is not big, it belongs to the spare passage of the priests," he looked at the others present, and silently calculated: "but I think It should be enough to pass the adults' men."
"So the cultists prepare these secret paths to pass many people?"
Alka was stunned. Obviously Brando's way of asking questions was somewhat unexpected, but he was a smart young man. He immediately realized the problem, frowned and replied: "I don't know, but I I think it should be like this."
"You said you know the location of one of the secret paths, how many such secret paths?" Brando asked again.
"Not many, but there should be more than two or three."
Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Old Niederwen flashed his eyes: "The inner city is in danger."
"This happens to be our opportunity." The little Nidevon on the side looked a little excited: "Your Majesty is too arrogant. Perhaps the Dragon Queen Gwendolyn has blinded her. The tree shepherd must have prepared early."
"The problem is that we still don't know what her picture is."
"No need to know." Brando replied softly: "We don't use the secret road."
"Don't follow the secret road?" Alka really didn't understand what the noble lord was thinking.
Brando had a chill on his face, and replied coldly: "Before seeing Her Majesty the Queen, let's go to collect the account first—"
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