However, the times have changed. When the opposition between the royal power shifted from the religious power to the traditional aristocratic power, the decline of the Niedervan family became an inevitable historical necessity. At this point, the old Niederen and the lesser Niederve were probably There is also a tacit understanding, the mediocrity shown by Niederven is really just a tiger father and a dog, or is it some kind of wise choice to protect his life? I'm afraid that only the person concerned can understand it.
During this period, the so-called reforms in the Golden Years, the "Herostoyo Act", and the subsequent promulgation of various French languages, were actually just external manifestations of the struggle of the nobility. So from the very beginning on a wrong path, Brando could imagine what Delphine would encounter.
"So," he asked after a moment of silence, "When you realized that you could not do all this, you chose the road of marriage? This is indeed a way, but Miss Delphine, you Have you thought about another point—"
Marriage is the most traditional and effective method in aristocratic politics, and Elman’s family chosen by Delphine is indeed a good choice, and Elman, as a new star in imperial politics, is indeed very talented.
However, as a female side, after Delphine married into Elman's family, it is still hard to say which of her and Elman play a leading role in family affairs. Not to mention, maybe she will lose her influence on the Niederven family, or at least part of it.
Delphine smiled sadly when he heard the words: "Mr. Brando, sometimes I think, maybe people are naive, it may not be a bad thing. At least she will not appear so complicated, so complicated that she loses herself, or even forgets her own. Originally..."
"And everything I pursue is just built on a castle in the air, and in the end, it is all in vain. But I deceived myself, and I do not want to wake up from this dream. I am intoxicated by the lies weaved by power and desire. In the process, I told myself that I could do it, but I knew that it was just self-anaesthesia. I couldn’t do all that. They were far away from me. I was just a total loser. Mr. Brando, I couldn’t bear it. Give up a little bit of power in your hands..."
"I am a fallen and sinful woman. I have forgotten my original intention and my vows, just like I have forgotten my companions. I habitually drill and plan in the circle of nobles, what noble Ideals, they left me a long time ago, that's just a lie."
"Ah, I hate you so much. I hate you for ruining my plan and killing my lover. I am hysterical, but it is better to say that it is a ridiculous and funny performance of a man whose lies have been exposed. In your eyes, I must be like a madman, a clown, because I am a mad woman, a poisonous woman who deserves no sympathy."
She lowered her head, and the crystal teardrops fell, soaking the corners of her clothes.
"Mr. Brando, this feminine woman tells too many lies, but in front of her mother, all sordidness and dirt can't be hidden. She is just a sinner and does not ask for your forgiveness, but at least before leaving. I want to tell all this..."
"Leave?" Brando grabbed her wrist: "Have you seen Master Martha?"
The prime minister's daughter struggled silently, her pale face was like a flower withering in the wind, but Brando already understood everything.
"My mother will forgive anyone," Brando said softly, "Miss Delphine, because we are all her children. In a person's life, everyone will inevitably see some people wrong and do some things wrong. , But people are not sages, who can be blameless?"
"However, when you realize your mistakes, perhaps the first thing you think of should not be to avoid passively, but to face it. It is like a bloody scar, but there is always a time to heal it. You shouldn’t wait until After it festers and worsens—make up for it and face everything in the past."
"Face?" Delphine's face was pale, and he shook his head feebly: "It's not easy. Everyone should pay for everything they have done. Now your Majesty has been asleep in her dream, and the empire has fallen apart. All of this is The anger of revenge, and I, now the trial is approaching."
"Who will judge you, Miss Delphine?" Brando asked grimly, "Who did you hurt? Could it be that the murderer got on the gallows and the poor victim would wake up from the grave? Yes, the empire is now falling apart, and the murderer has received his due punishment, but so?"
"Thousands of people who have experienced the same things as your companions are now being displaced, suffering from hunger and pain—when the empire was still there, they were in plain clothes and lived with nothing, even suffering from evil and darkness. Blinded. But what about today? Did their days get better, no, they are still the most suffering group."
"Miss Delphine, now that the Dragon of Twilight has washed away all the dust of the old days on the empire, you can help them build a brand new empire on the ruins. This new Cruz will follow the ancients. The glory of the king, it will realize the glory of the past—"
"And this," Brando yelled at her: "That's your ideal. Now, are you going to betray it again?"
The prime minister's daughter was completely stunned.
She never seemed to have seen such a side of Brando.
"... How... is it possible to do such a thing?"
"Of course it can be done," Brando said loudly. "If we can defeat the Twilight Dragon, then rebuilding a world on the wasteland left by it, then what counts?"
"But... what if you can't beat it?"
Brando smiled faintly.
"There is only one death, but at least we are like-minded and can sleep with brave people."
The prime minister's daughter seemed to be struck by lightning, with an indescribable light flashing in her eyes.
After a long time, she regained consciousness, the blurry light in the purple eyes gradually dissipated, and silently, she looked at Brando again.
"Is this comforting me, Lord Lord?"
"That's it." Brando sighed, feeling a bit complicated.
Delphine gently piled up the hair on his forehead, lowered his head, and replied softly: "Thank you, Lord Lord, although it sounds really stupid."
"What?" Brando was stunned.
"You should hug me, or kiss me, not such a light comfort. You don't understand a woman's heart at all, Lord Lord."
"Huh?" Brando thought to himself what the hell was this, but he at least understood that the prime minister's daughter finally recovered.
"So what is this place, Miss Huanghuo and the others?" Delphine asked after wiping away the tears with the back of his hand.
Brando then straightened up and looked around.
This is in a lush forest. After noon, the sun shines through the shade of the trees, and the golden light spots are scattered on the fallen withered tree trunks. You can vaguely see the vines and vines growing in the distant dense forest. Deep and deep scenes hanging around.
Naturally, this will not be a scene in the world of stagnation. Master Martha may have teleported them outside, but I don't know if they are still in the green sea.
"Is this an island?"
Brando shook his head. At least he hasn't heard the sound of waves coming from nearby, but maybe it's not necessarily far from the coast.
"I haven't encountered the Phoenix Fire yet, but I met Lu Te and Mr. Liu Wu before that. We have already searched in all directions separately. It seems that everyone should not be too far away."
"So Lord Lord did not spend much time finding me?"
Brando nodded.
"Do you need a rest?" He asked Delphine, who was not in good shape again. But the prime minister's daughter just shook her head: "No, but I'm afraid it will be troublesome for the lord to help me up."
…
Brando's hunch was accurate.
He thought that if Martha sent them here, then the others should probably not be too far apart, after all, the latter is not the kind of unreliable guy like Bai.
Sure enough, it didn’t take long for him to help Delphine, before he ran into two sisters Ling and Lian in a clearing. The two sisters hadn’t regained consciousness yet, and they leaned together on a snow-white rock. . Brando checked briefly and found that there were no bruises or abrasions on their bodies. Obviously, all of these were written by the mother of all things.
Soon afterwards, the little goblin Root, who had separated to find others, brought back Huang Huo and Fang Qi.
When the Queen saw Brando, her face was obviously relieved, and she respectfully saluted Brando: "Teacher, Huang Huo is back."
Hearing this gentle and peaceful greeting, Brando also felt warm. He took a closer look at his student and couldn't help being a little surprised:
"Huang Huo, your inheritance?"
Huang Huo nodded his head as usual: "Teacher, Huang Huo has obtained all the inheritance of Mofeng Sword Art. Master Martha told me that all nine swords are born from the green of the holy sword, and the inheritance of the red lotus line is hidden in nature. Among the gems, this is the jade mystery."
"The jade mystery is actually integrated with the seven keys. That is to say, only the person who can open the door can really solve the mystery," the little goblin Ruth said excitedly: "So Said that while people are seeking to solve the jade mystery, the answer to this mystery is actually choosing the person it likes, Mr. Brando, you are indeed the person Miss Tata sees."
"Yes," Huang Huo also looked at his teacher with some respect, and bowed down Yingying: "Huang Huo can have today, and it is thanks to the teacher's grace. If there is a day, Huang Huo will not dare to forget."
Brando hurriedly supported her, but didn't think that he had just moved, and Fang Qi had already bowed down to him respectfully next to him, and bowed his head to him.
Brando was shocked suddenly, but he heard the latter say: "Mr. Brando, the grace of teaching industry is like a gentleman as a father, Fang Qi usually offends, I hope for your forgiveness."
"Fang Qi, what are you?"
"Teacher, Fang Qi has acquired the highest inheritance of iron-hearted swordsmanship because of you. Now he is no more than a thread away from the heavens and humans," Huang Huo said, "According to the tradition of the nine phoenixes, for him, you are no exception. Teacher Ye, you should bear his worship."
Brando couldn't help laughing and crying.
He looked at this Jiufeng genius, who would think that this unruly fellow in ordinary days would have such a side.
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