"what… "
After quietly listening to his sister's words, Haruze opened his mouth wide in fright, as if he could swallow a goose egg, even his eyes were round.
Although he has not heard the rumors outside, from the bottom of his heart, he also hopes that the teacher and his sister can be together forever.
But the words came out of his sister's mouth, and he still frightened him.
"Onson said in the letter that only in this way can Eruin have a bright future. He said that Mr. Brando is a man of love and justice, just like his grandfather, so only when we choose to stand with him When we are together, only in the future conflicts of interest can we avoid Eruin’s split..."
"But sister, does Eruin need such a result?"
She raised her head and looked out the arch window of the Palace of Trees, with countless silver sails floating above the clouds, without answering.
The room was in extreme conditions for a time.
"No." Haruze suddenly categorically broke the silence.
He frowned and shook his head vigorously: "Sister, teacher, he is not that kind of person. What Eruin needs is faith and goals, not complicated interests. What Mr. Macaro and Mr. Liwoods did, Didn’t it prove it?"
The elf girl turned her head abruptly, staring at her younger brother, her silver eyes were a little bright: "Do you think so too, Haruze?"
"I..." Haruze blushed: "I, I, I said that I can't do it well, but I don't think we can do that, sister, I... I don't support you and the teacher, but I think if we do that. , It will break the teacher's heart."
Griffin snorted softly from his nose.
She straightened up, looked at her only brother condescendingly, and poked her forehead with a lush white finger: "Huh, I'm a little devil, when did I say that? That's Ou. That guy Nathan meant it. It seems that you learned something not so good from your teacher, full of dirty thoughts."
"..." Haruze covered his forehead with tears in his eyes, although he wanted to tell that the teacher did not teach him anything messy, but when he saw his sister aiming at his saber, he immediately closed it obediently Mouth.
If that is the case, my sister must have an excuse to examine his swordsmanship and then teach him, he has been fooled since childhood.
"Haruze, your swordsmanship these days..." But it seemed that Griffin didn't intend to let him go.
"Sister, sister..."
"Why, don't want to say this?"
Haruze nodded quickly. He really liked the magic knowledge Brando taught him more than swordsmanship, but the teacher said that after returning to Eruin, Miss Antitina might come. Teach him, this made him feel a little bit lost in his heart.
Compared with the stern staff, it is much more interesting to study with the teacher, and you can go to many places and increase a lot of new knowledge and insights.
The travel during this period of time has learned more than he has learned from the ten years in the palace in the past.
"Alright, let you go today," Her Royal Highness was very good today. She narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled and said: "But I heard that the guards who came back from Cruz were circulating about the situation. The legend of Princess Fusha who led them to victory, Haruze, the princess..."
"puff-"
Haruze almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his cheeks were flushed like a ripe apple. He glared at his sister, and suddenly he didn't know the courage he got from there, and shouted: "My swordsmanship is already excellent. Yes, sister!"
After half an hour—
The little prince walked out of the practice room with a blue nose and a swollen face, and handed his practice saber to the maid on the side, ignoring the knights in the surrounding corridors who looked uncontrollably handsome.
"Our future King is at least commendable for courage."
"Yeah yeah."
"I heard that His Royal Highness Haruze took the initiative to provoke this time."
"Martha is on..."
"Poor pity our future king, your majesty."
The unscathed, well-groomed, neatly dressed princess in a knight's armor trailed out, and glanced at these guys eagerly. She stretched out her hand to take apart the rope behind her head, and her dazzling silver hair scattered like a waterfall. Drive, and then hurried to catch up.
"Haruze, are you okay?"
"Sister... You don't need to comfort me, this time I won't believe you anymore..."
"Hehe, swordsmanship is a skill that a man must master, think about your teacher Brando, Haruze, you are still far behind."
Haruzer thought that he had a teacher, he couldn't help being a little stunned. He walked to the end of the corridor and opened the door. Outside was a suspended terrace. The gentle breeze poured in from the outside, bringing the tsunami-like cheers of the mountains in the lower city. .
He lay on the handrails of the terrace and looked at the fleet above the clouds. This was the teacher's fleet and also the Eruin fleet. Far and far away from the clouds, he could now tell where Geers was. , Where is Mintai, where is Fir Castle.
At a glance, on the flat ground and between the undulating hills, the stretched fields are dyed with the golden color of late autumn, and the autumn wind seems to be gestating a good harvest.
This is Tonigel, the country built by the teacher.
Three years ago, or more recently? It used to be a barren land, but what about today? It has become one of the richest lands in the South. In the bar between the countryside, the poets sang the story of the teacher killing the Baron Grudin. He had heard that story more than once, and every time he felt excited.
When my sister asked herself to come to the teacher to study, maybe because of this story, she didn't raise any objections, right
He still remembered that when he first started learning swords, every time he was smashed by the vine that he was training with, he had no complaints, just to become a swordsman like a teacher.
But he gradually understood in his heart that it was not his own destiny.
Become the king of Eruin
In these days, he is not completely ignorant and ignorant. During the days of traveling with the teacher, he thinks a lot. The experience in Cruz and the relationship with the eldest son also taught him a lot.
Perhaps it is time to make a decision.
This is the harvest season for Tonigel. In the north of this land, the scars of war are disappearing little by little in Denel, Vlada-Pace, and even many areas of Amperexel, including Anlek.
In the northern territory, the nobles were also dying, and the clouds of war miraculously disappeared. Under the leadership of His Royal Highness Onyson, Eluin actually saw the dawn of peace again.
How rare is this...
Both the land and the people are recovering, as if within a short period of time, because of a hand, this unordered kingdom was pulled back from the ground, and the road ahead was no longer a dark one.
Although the black roses of Bromanto are still raging on this land, the Eruin people will at least not lose hope. People can regain their faith and defend their common homeland.
"Sister," Haruze suddenly broke the silence: "What does the letter from Your Highness Onsen mean?"
Griffith's hand that was arranging his hair stopped.
At this moment, she seemed to really feel Haruze's growth, lowered her head, and looked at the former's back with silver eyes: "What did you think of...?"
"Brother Levin is an aspiring man. He knows better than I where this kingdom will go in the future, sister."
"Haruze, what are you talking about?"
Haruze turned around and smiled at his sister. He drew a circle with his hand, pointed to the land under his feet and asked: "Am I its king, sister?"
"Of course, the blood of the Corcovado family is flowing in your body, and you are the natural owner of the crown," Griffin replied somewhat solemnly, "but you must be good enough to make yourself worthy. Get on it, Haruze."
"Then can I decide its fate?"
Griffin shook his head: "No one can rashly decide its fate, because Eruin belongs to its people, and its fate is connected with the fate of millions of people."
"I think so too, sister, I can't, neither can you, this land needs people who can really understand its voice."
"I want to wait for the teacher to come back and give it to someone who can really lead the people to the light. That person may be the teacher, or Levin's brother, but not me, sister."
"Haruze!"
Haruze shrank his neck and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was afraid of seeing his sister angry.
But this time, abnormally, the princess did not say anything for a long time.
After a long time, she sighed slightly: "You really think so, Haruze?"
"Yes, I saw a lot of things in the empire, which made me understand the responsibilities that belonged to people. Maybe I love this land, but what I can give it is not a crown-but stability and peace."
"Hope my father won't blame me, I don't know what to do, Haruze."
"elder sister."
"It's nothing," Griffiy embraced him lightly and patted the little prince's somewhat thin back: "I think I should meet someone, Haruzer."
She turned her head and told the knights not far away: "Let Mr. Sanders come to see me. I will meet him in the Hall of Honor."