"Does your Royal Highness have anything to say to me?" Brando asked after Queen Madara left.
"Yes, there are two letters in total. One letter is written to you by His Royal Highness Haruze, and the other is from His Royal Highness the eldest son. He entrusted His Royal Highness to let me forward it to you."
"The eldest son of the king?" Brando thought for a moment, thinking that the eldest son of the king should be a little bit moving in the north, unless the other party really didn't covet the throne of Eruin at all. But judging from his actions in arranging his sister Qiyara into the envoy, she was not a person without ambitions.
For the first heir to the Westfah family, to be honest, he was a little admired. Although he was born disabled, he was wise, calm, and tolerant, knowing to advance and retreat. If the Sifah family conforms to orthodoxy, Brando even thinks that the eldest son of the king is more suitable to inherit the throne of Eruin, because he is a male, and Eruin does not have it after all. A precedent for female monarchs, and Haruze's character is too weak.
It is a pity that the Sifah family has lost the orthodox and legal status of Eruin since being abandoned by the Lionheart Sword. Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but glance at the Lionheart Sacred Sword that Freya was holding.
"Is the letter here?"
"On me." Freya opened her pocket and took out two well-preserved letterheads. She folded the two letters together and handed them over.
Brando walked down the stairs, took the letter, and was about to open it, but Delphine's voice asked from behind him: "Need me to avoid it?"
Brando looked back at her, thought for a moment, and shook his head. "No. You stay, I may need your advice."
He did not intend to fully believe in this woman, but the alliance between His Royal Highness and Haruze and him was not on the table, but compared with the other secrets they experienced along the way, it was nothing. NS.
"Delphine?" Freya only noticed the prime minister's daughter on the terrace at this time, and couldn't help showing a surprised look: "Are you...?"
"Your lord saved my life. In return, I serve the fir-collar wholeheartedly now." Delphine replied with a smile.
"Brando, what's going on?" Freya raised her heroic eyebrows, her tone was not good, she put one hand on the hilt of the Lionheart Sword, as if only a word was bad, Will draw the sword out of its sheath.
She had learned from Shire and Antitina about the beginnings and ends of everything that happened at Rusita, and she understood very clearly how Roman was captured by the tree shepherd and caused the dragon to descend at dusk. It can be said that in the disaster that happened that day, the Silver Queen and the Tree Shepherd each had to pay one-third of the responsibility, and the remaining one-third would be counted on this woman.
Freya and Roman have met since childhood, and they grew up in Buche together. The acquaintance between the two can be said to be even better than Brando. As the person who hurt Roman, she did not immediately use the sword. Lando's face.
Brando took a cold look at Delphine. This woman was playing with her tricks. Others might not understand, but he knew it better-she deliberately caused Freya to get angry.
He used his eyes to warn the other party not to have extra branches, and then he told Freya about his experience from Rushta to the Sea of Elements, and then to Rosalin; and the relationship between him and the prime minister's daughter. , And the jade mystery related to the whereabouts of the natural orb was told to this Valkyrie from Buche.
After listening to Brando’s description, Freya’s expression eased a little. She didn’t expect Brando to experience so many things alone. At the end of her hearing, she couldn’t help but subconsciously asked: "I didn’t expect you to experience it. After so much, you, are you okay, Brando?"
Brando shook his head.
But Freya thought for a while. After all, she was not the girl who was ignorant and ignorant. She quickly found a suspicious point and said: "But Brando, when you were on the boat, you wanted to kill her. Why didn't you do it in the end? She took the initiative. Tell you the secret about the mystery of emerald?"
Brando suddenly turned red, and recalled that absurd night, he quickly coughed, and said vaguely: "Well, maybe..."
Delphine looked at him embarrassed and stood on the terrace snickering.
"perhaps?"
"Um..." Brando could only change the subject: "Let's take a look at the letter first. I thought it would be the princess who wrote to me. I didn't expect it to be Haruze. What did the little prince say in the letter?"
This topic changed so bluntly, but Freya had no doubts about Brando in her heart. She shook her head very honestly and said: "I don't know, this is a letter from His Royal Highness to you personally, how can I? What about peeking?"
Brando opened the envelope and flicked out the letter paper from it. Haruze’s envelope was sealed with a magic ink pad with his seal. The emblem of Ruin's royal family, but as the heir to the kingdom, his private emblem is slightly different from Griffith, with more ivy decorations.
He opened the letterhead and glanced at it. There were only a few jargon on the first page of the letter. The little prince greeted him as a student first, and then briefly described the process of returning to Eruin, the progress of learning black magic, etc. The wording and tone of the letter full of honorifics made him smile, and once again thought of his shy and introverted student.
"What did your Royal Highness Haruze write in the letter?" Freya saw the smile on Brando's face and asked curiously. Obviously, this polite and shy little prince was also in the fir-tree collar. Very popular.
"Nothing, he greets you. He said in the letter that Ms. Freya is an excellent and noble knight, unlike his teacher. You will only know the content of this letter after I open it. "
"What's the meaning?"
"That means you won't peek, let me say hello to you on his behalf."
"Ah, Brando, what have you taught His Royal Highness Haruze, how can you explain to His Royal Highness the princess?" Freya replied angrily.
"Isn't this very good? Only boys with a sense of humor can be favored by women." Brando said, turning over the second page of letter paper and reading along.
"Oh, isn't it?" Freya specifically glanced at Delphine, who was standing on the terrace. Although she was not angry with Brando, it didn't mean she was an idiot.
Brando immediately coughed loudly.
"I'll tell Roman," she said, blushing and gritting her teeth while holding the sword, "Brando."
The prime minister smiled and said nothing.
But at this time Brando raised his eyebrows and gave a soft hey. He suddenly closed the letter paper with a strange look on his face.
"What's the matter?" Freya noticed Brando's expression, so she stopped joking and asked seriously.
"Haruze said he didn't want to inherit the throne of Eruin—"
"what?"
"what?"
One after the other, Freya and Delphine on the terrace spoke at the same time, but the previous voice was just a simple surprise, but the prime minister's daughter seemed to have heard an ancient strange talk.
Just as innocent people like a blank sheet of paper cannot understand the ambitions of others, ambitious people often find it difficult to understand Haruze's desire for freedom and plainness.
In Delphine, there are people in this world who are not keen on power and status? Then this man must be a fool.
But Brando can barely understand the thoughts of his shy student—they are actually a class of people. If they are not bound by responsibilities, interests, power, and ambition are not what they are pursuing. Haruzer stepped forward. Working hard to become mature is only to realize Princess Griffith's expectations on him, and after he understands his responsibilities, perhaps he adds the ties between the king and his subjects.
However, these were not what the little prince wanted.
He was a little surprised, and then said to the others present: "Haruze said in the letter that he is not the person Eruin needs. Eruin needs a real hero, but that hero is not him. "
"How can he be so self-willed?" Freya was so surprised that she could almost close her mouth from ear to ear: "Where is your Royal Highness?"
"His Royal Highness has no objection."
"As the king of Eruin, he has the right to transfer the crown to the heirs he entrusted, as long as this person has sufficient qualifications." Delphine suddenly said: "For example, the heir of the royal blood, or say , A prince."
"A prince?"
Delphine set his sights on Brando: "If Lord Lord marries Princess Griffin, he can be the prince. In Eruin, no one is more qualified to hold this position than him. "
Freya opened her mouth wide in surprise, and looked at Brando in front of her in disbelief.
"Indeed," Brando nodded: "This is also one of Haruze's opinions. The other candidate is His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the king. If Haruze abdicates himself, the Westfah family will have a legal status."
"But—" He looked at Freya and Delphine, and he changed the conversation: "None of us is inappropriate."
Freya has not yet reacted to this shocking news, only Delphine asked inexplicably: "Why? Isn't this a good opportunity for us? Your lord, if you want to save Eruin, just You have to own it first. And as long as the Lord Earl becomes the master of Eruin, you can use its power to help us rescue Miss Roman, right?"
Brando glanced at her as if he could look directly at people's hearts, but he shook his head, did not say anything, just opened the second letter-the letter sent to him by the eldest son of Wang. To his surprise, this letter turned out to be in duplicate, one of which was sent to him by Princess Chiara. Although he had always been prejudiced against the northern nobles, his impression of this little princess was It has been very good, after all, Princess Qiyala is a little bit more willful, but it is considered to have saved his life.
In the case that he did not give any promise at all, she gave him the heart of Sifah, who was extremely important to the Sifah royal family, and he could not ignore this affection alone.
However, Princess Chiara’s letter didn’t mention anything about Sifah’s heart. She just talked to him about a bunch of interesting things she had encountered these days, and then told him that she could come to the firs to pick it up. Last time, as an apprentice of magic—coincidentally, her teacher was Antitina, which was recommended by the stranger Garlock.
Of course, this is no coincidence in Brando's opinion. It must be the arrangement of the prince's eldest son. He couldn't help shaking his head, wondering what the prince's eldest son was planning.
Then he began to read the second letterhead. When he opened the letter sent to him by the eldest son of the king, Brando couldn't help raising his eyebrows, looking very surprised.
The eldest son of the king talked to him about the situation in the north of Eruin in the letter. Generally speaking, it is not too bad, but not too good. In the north of Luin, affected by the abnormal weather after the arrival of the magic wave, Elu failed to harvest crops in the north, which caused a large-scale famine.
On the one hand, although the northern nobles sided with the Corcovado imperial family in the Black Rose War under his restraint, as the war ended and famine occurred, the northern nobles began to no longer be as submissive as they were before the war. The nobles in places such as the mountains and Balta have even threatened to retake Amperthel, so that they can survive this unbearable winter with the wealth of Amperthel.
The eldest son of the king also mentioned in the letter that he and the princess should be careful to guard against the royal party, because according to the information sent back by his men, some of the royal party may be in contact with the northern nobles.
Although the eldest son Wang would remind him and the princess that this surprised Brando, it was not this that surprised him, but the last paragraph of the letter written by the eldest son of Wang:
'... Mr. Earl, thank you for fighting for the fate of Eruin. You and I know what the fate of this kingdom is. The dispute between Sifah and the Corkova royal family has lasted for a hundred years, and now it seems to be the last moment—
It is like a carriage heading into the abyss. I and you in the south each hold the reins of the carriage. For a long time, we have carefully restrained this carriage so that it will not fall into a deadly situation.
But today, when the two families decide the outcome, the North and the South will be completely opposite. The little prince has a kind heart, but he did not see the blood and fire that this kingdom will face in the future. I believe you must understand this. What Eluin needs is not you and me, but someone who can carry the past grievances of the two families. The King of History—
And this lady, right by your side, I believe you have a torch, and you must have known her name.
—Your esteemed friend, Levin Onessen Seefach'
Brando held this page of letter paper in his hand and was in a daze for a while.
He felt like stormy waves in his heart, and he admired the first heir to the Westfah family for the first time. Perhaps in history, if he and not Queen Anna were on the stage of history, Eruin’s history might be. Another look.