Walking out of the woods, Brando saw the man standing on the top of the mountain. The sea breeze was light, and Delphine stood beautifully under a European maple, pressing the back edge of his hat with one hand, and ebony-like long hair flying, raising his head to stare at the distant coastline.
In the distance, the verdant hills and the blue ocean intertwined with the canine teeth, a white line on the shore, the sound of gulls, the white city of Lataki is located in a bay. Today, the prime minister's daughter wore a navy blue skirt, with the skirt raised to reveal the black silk|stockings underneath. The charming curves contrasted with the fiery red fruits on the wild apple trees on the side of the mountain.
She heard the voice, turned her head, her purple eyes looked at Brando, a smile appeared on her face, showing white teeth: "How?"
"very good."
"I mean, how is it, is it pretty?" The prime minister's daughter held her skirt in both hands, leaned slightly to one side, and asked with a smile.
Brando was taken aback, nodded, and replied without disobedience: "Very beautiful."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"It should be us who said thank you. You did a better job than all of us imagined. Even the Buga people were impressed by your speech. I heard Ms. Misril's narration. It was a very wonderful speech—"
"But I don't want you to say thank you," Delphine raised his head proudly: "I only want you to fall in love with me."
Brando shook his head: "But you know."
"I know." Delphine closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he took a few steps towards the mountain and took a deep breath. Her full breasts fell together and replied word by word: "But I don't care!"
Brando saw that Delphine really closed his eyes and walked towards the edge of the cliff. He was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "Be careful, what are you doing?"
But what he saw was a pair of sly eyes.
Delphine turned his head and looked at him with a small smile: "I want to talk about a new relationship, aside from the past, the person I want to pursue, he is the best man in the world, so I must do my best go-"
Brando looked at her sincere eyes and couldn't speak for a while.
"You always go all out."
"That's why I won't regret it." Delphine was slightly sad when she saw that she didn't get the answer she wanted, but she immediately shook her head: "One day, I will let you agree."
Brando smiled bitterly: "Is this a kind of irrationality?"
"So what? Feelings are already wild, but my eyes are always clear."
Yes, Brando watched this contradictory girl. She was fanatical, calm, ambitious, but insisted on something puzzling. What kind of family, what kind of life, created such a treasure
The prime minister's daughter pulled a strand of hair behind her head, turned her head and looked at the scenery she had been looking at before, and suddenly said: "After the dead and the Buga participated in the war, the situation in the Four Realms is very different. The power of the dusk may be. The meeting has temporarily retreated, and people can finally breathe a sigh of relief and reconvene the Alliance of the Four Realms. I heard that this time, even the Toquinines and Hazel people will have representatives to participate..."
She turned her head: "Then, where do you plan to go next?"
"I will be with you this time to St. Osor." Brando replied.
Delphine smiled very happily, she quietly took Brando's hand: "This will be another Saint White meeting."
"Is that what you expected?"
Brando looked at her.
"What's the difference?" The prime minister's daughter turned her head, and the azure blue color reflected in her eyes, both clear and infatuated: "I will personally send you to that position, and you will win the crown."
Brando didn't speak, but surprisingly he didn't refute.
Let Delphine hold his hand lightly, cold fingers, entangled with each other.
The two of them held their hands tightly together, they were so silent, staring at the distant earth.
That is the last scene of the Year of the Sword.
Boundless Biye.
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The earl's daughter in a dignified long dress held the holy sword in her hand, and gently jumped out of the carriage under the guard of the knights, stood on the spot, raised her head and stared at the towering city gate.
Ampersel, she has returned here again in her lifetime, a city that carries so many memories of her.
It is the end of January, the chill is beginning to fade, and the grass grows and ying flies. On the banks of the Monibel River, teams of knights are coming in and out of the city gate. The arrival of the dwarf king Carriffin and his dwarf heavy cavalry caused a lot of commotion, but fortunately, Bresson recognized the knight captain who was in charge, and a misunderstanding and conflict were resolved.
Corcovado's great victory had actually spread throughout Eruin. When the knight learned that the person was the king of the dwarves, he respectfully saluted the latter in order to thank him for his kindness.
Then he recounted the current situation of the southern border to Bresson and others.
After Tonigel’s First World War, the coalition forces of the North and South nobles actually disappeared. Except for a small number of unlucky ghosts who died in the war, most of them chose to surrender—but this time, the Royal Princess did not forgive these people’s crimes. All these people were put to jail.
Such harsh punishment naturally aroused strong resistance, but then the Tonigelians used their brilliance to teach these fiefdom nobles a painful lesson.
Let Denel win a big victory, and since then completely established the victory of the battle of the South.
After that, the Lantonilan rebellion was put down, and Haruze entered Offa under the escort of the Knights to recover Anlek. Three weeks ago, the third column of the White Lions stationed near Anlek began to counterattack, and within a week they captured Ampersel.
At this time, the royal fleet is under the command of the prince to launch an attack on the Earl of Grey Mountain, and Eru's long-awaited battle for the restoration of the northern border is also about to start. The long-term division of this kingdom seems to be finally leaving at this moment. To the end.
In the south, the Tonigels led by Princess Griffin have conquered Maggie Tan and Kurk in succession, and besieged Magsk, the heavy minister under Duke Goran-Elson, in Braggs. The Highland Knights have Swearing allegiance to the royal family and entering Vieiro from Karasu, although the southern nobles have not yet surrendered, they are not defeated in a matter of time.
The knights of the White Lion Guard heard the news. These young people all cheered for joy. This is the future of this kingdom—the ideal they have been pursuing. Finally, at this moment, everyone saw the dawn of victory.
After today, Eluin will resurrect in the flames and usher in a new kingdom.
The young people bid farewell to Bresson and Manrique, demanding to return to the team to rejoin the sequence of the White Lions, only waiting for the order of the prince, the future king, to truly hold the easy victory in their hands.
Breson looked at the turbulent bay in silence, with turbulent feelings surging in his chest.
From Ridenberg to the little guard captain to this day, he has walked all the way and witnessed the collapse and re-emergence of this kingdom, and witnessed the swords and shadows and conspiracy behind the nobles' struggle for power.
And one day, this ancient kingdom can be seen again.
But he understood that all of this was due to that person.
"Sure enough," he shook his head: "It's still too far..."
"Everything is over." Manrique said suddenly.
"Yes."
No one knows what the future will be.
But this kingdom is waving goodbye to its past. When history and the future are intertwined, a new round of sunrise will once again rise from below the horizon.
Among the crowd, Dilphary was also silent. When she heard about the death of Baron Dall, she realized that she couldn't make any waves in her heart. It turned out that after experiencing so much, compared with what she had seen and heard this year, everything she had experienced, It's just so trivial.
She looked at the holy sword in her hand, she was stunned for a while.
"Where's that Earl Tonigel?" The dwarf king Carriffin suddenly intervened. He carried the warhammer on his shoulders with one hand, looked at several people condescendingly, and asked loudly: "After talking for a long time, your Eruin’s Where is the hero?"
Where did Count Tonigel go
The captain of the Cavaliers was also stunned.
"My lord... he seems to be no longer in Eruin..."
"what?"
…
"Master Duke, are you there?"
The handmaid put her apron in her arm, knocked on the door with the other hand, then turned her head in embarrassment, looked at the two knights behind her with beautiful brown eyes, shook her head and replied in a low voice: "My lord said that he wanted to be alone. Be quiet."
"My lord has been alone in it for a day and a night." One of the knights couldn't help but said, "And the rice hasn't entered."
"But—" the maid wanted to say something, but she hadn't had time to say something in the future, and the other knight had grabbed her hand and pulled her away, and winked at his companion at the same time.
"Wait, you can't!" The maid was shocked.
The first knight had already held the doorknob with one hand, and then hit it hard, with a loud noise, and the thin wind wooden door was directly cracked open. The knight opened the door with one hand, and before he lifted a step, he heard a terrified scream from behind him.
"Master Martha!" The maid looked into the room with a pale face, covered her mouth with her hands, and almost sat back on the ground with her ass: "Master Martha, Master Duke..."
The knights also took a step back solemnly.
In the study, Grand Duke Vieiro was wearing one of his favorite robe, sitting in his chair with a green iron front.
The former ruler of this land is now tilting his head lifelessly, and the cyan foam has been dripping down the corner of his mouth to his chest; his eyes are wide, his already stiff hands are placed on the table, and his veins are violent. He held an empty crystal bottle tightly in his right hand.
A page of suicide note was quietly placed on his desk.
"Ah!" The servant girl screamed again and rushed out rolling backwards.
One of the knights tried to catch her, but was stopped by his companion. The knight grabbed his colleague's hand, shook his head and said, "Let her go, just to inform others that Sir Stover is not here, and there is no longer a principal in the castle."
"Then what shall we do now?"
"Have you seen that letter, we must protect this place," the knight replied calmly, "Go and inform Miss Ouni, she has the right to know all this, and from now on, except for members of the Vieiro family Apart from that, no one can enter this room."
His companion nodded silently.
At this moment, there was chaos in Valendenburg.
…
"Prepare—" The captain of the Cavaliers raised his hand: "Let it go!"
With a soft call, a rain of arrows flew high, crossed a beautiful parabola, and flew to the head of Braggs in the distance by the wind.
The wind blew the note in Princess Griffin's hand. She held down her long silver hair, raised her head, and looked at the distant city with her beautiful eyes.
Under the cover of dozens of snakes and lizards, the White Lion Guard has begun to attack the city—
The giant beasts are tall and tall. They are almost flush with the city wall. You only need to turn sideways and let the sergeant on the tower put down the long ladder, so that the commandos can directly rush to the head of the city.
And the tree elves and centaur shooters above the tower are the nightmare of the noble private army. After losing the condescending advantage of the city, the line of defense that Grand Duke Goran-Elson placed high hopes has become a bubble.
Not to mention those Valkyries flying by in the air, under their pressure, Braggs's only flying dragon knight could not even lift off into the air.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a white flag was raised above Bragg.
Above the castle, Magske, the former commander of the Silver-winged Cavalry, silently stared at this piece of land that once belonged to him.
The black smoke held up all over the city, the flash of magic that has been approaching, reminded him that failure is approaching.
He stood in the wind a little sadly, his heart was full of unwillingness-why did he lose? The coalition forces not only received the support of all the nobles, secretly there is information provided by the unity of all things, not to mention the support of the powerful Sassards.
But why did you lose, or lose so thoroughly.
As if overnight, Eruin's history was completely rewritten.
Everything is like a reenactment of the first battle of Ampersel, a battle that can change the history of a kingdom. After the first war, all illusions are shattered like bubbles.
It's Tonigel again.
Why is it always Tonigel
Magske punched the battlement hard. If he had known that the damned grandson of Darus was under his own control, he would have spotted the bastard and sentenced him to death. But this thought was just an impractical vent. He shook his head, filled with regret-he was still too eager to lose everything.
"My lord, we have to go." The waiter came up from behind and pulled his sleeve, and whispered, "It will be too late if we don't go."
Magske nodded. The former commander of the Bladed Cavalry regiment had always been a cautious and life-saving man. He had taken refuge in everything before the first Black Rose War, but after the Battle of Ampersel In the first liquidation of the unity of all things, he sneaked into hiding under the name of suspended animation. It was not until after the Second Black Rose War that the royal party betrayed the eldest princess, and he regained the trust of the Duke of Golan-Elson through the resurrection of all things. This shows the smoothness and forbearance of this person. .
It can be said that the whole world knows that this former head of the group is a running dog who is all in one, but every time he escapes the justice by'lucky', this time if he is not too forgetful, he will not fall into this situation. But even so, he still arranged a way for himself. Even if he was deprived of his noble status again, at least the wealth abducted from Braggs would be enough for him to enjoy his old age.
What's more, the nobles may not completely give up, they will always come back from the dead, he can wait.
With some regret, he glanced at the city once belonged to him for the last time.
Then followed the attendant and left the roof of the castle.
But just as he entered the hall, the attendant let out a scream and fell on his back. McGesk stared dumbfounded at the middle-aged man holding a crossbow that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the crossbow bolt with the tail feathers still trembling slightly in the throat of his attendant.
It was a middle-aged man in despair.
His hair was disheveled and his face was covered with dust, but only one pair of eyes remained gleaming. Although the clothes on his body can still be seen in the style of the nobleman, it has long been tattered and dirty, as if picked from a garbage dump.
But it was just such a person, who was politely smiling at Magske, and then two people each walked out from the door behind him.
Magske recognized one of them in astonishment. It was a lower member of the Braggs Council of Nobles. He remembered that this man was called Habqi. It was said that there was a son who was serving in the White Lions, and he was trusted by Her Royal Highness.
And that's the kind of person—the guy who usually treats others with care and doesn't offend others—but at the moment he is holding a bloody sword and is looking at him coldly.
As for the other person, McGesk didn't know him, but he was even more scared. Because this man dressed as a knight and looking plain-looking, he was holding a long sword at the moment and was wearing an exquisite badge on his body, and a group of candles above the badge was shining brightly.
That is the candlelight badge.
In the entire Eruin, there is only such one.
"Scott, thank you for bringing us here," the middle-aged man said to the knight with a smile, his tone full of respect: "If you don't mind, I'll take care of it next."
The knight glanced at Magske and nodded silently.
"Overwell..." McGosk's voice was a little hoarse: "You have won, why rush to kill."
"Hurry up and kill, and imprison me here, the head master doesn't think I don't plan to report it?" Overwell looked at him coldly: "Rely on the matter of reuniting all things for a while, let Bucher's intelligence Betrayed to the Madara people, don’t you think that no one knows? There was the betrayal thirty years ago, don’t you really think that this account will never be remembered?"
"But I am a nobleman, you can't!"
"Noble, you're just a running dog where everything goes back together."
McGesk's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, suddenly roared, and drew out his sword to strike at the two of them.
But before Overwell had time to do it, McGersk saw a long sword pierced into his chest. The funny thing is that he didn't even have time to see exactly when the sword was drawn|out.
There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and he knelt down shivering.
"You actually shot at the son of a Juggernaut," Overwell said sarcastically, "At least before dying, you made me admire your courage, old fellow."
Magsk fell to the ground.
Scott retracted the sword now.
Overwell looked at him and said sincerely: "I haven't seen you for many years, and your swordsmanship has not regressed at all."
But the man just shook his head silently.
at dusk.
Griffith finally saw the deadly head of the Chief of the Blades of Cavalry because of the princess.
But she didn't even look at it more, just turned around and handed the note in her hand to Overwell.
"My grandfather committed suicide, and the Vieiro family has surrendered to the highland knights of Karasu. They want my asylum."
"What does the princess think?"
Griffith closed his mouth.
She doesn't know what kind of thought she should have in her heart, is she happy? But not necessarily, it was her maternal grandfather after all, it can be said to be sad, maybe there are some that are not counted.
She shook her head slightly: "I am not bloodthirsty, but those who have participated in the rebellion must be punished-as for the innocent, please invite Miss Eunice to become a member of the House of Nobles on behalf of the Vieiro family."
"The House of Nobles, is it the new House of Nobles?" Overwell asked, raising his head.
"Yes, the nobles of Eruin will be reborn from the ashes in this war, leading the country with a new attitude, and there is no need to keep those old things," he said, Ge Liffey laughed self-deprecatingly: "In the beginning, I was going to promise you a piece of the earl's fiefdom, but now it seems that I am going to fail to speak."
Overwell cared about this, he shook his head.
"These are not my pursuits. Although there may be some hypocrisy to say that, it is nothing compared to your knight. But I am at least fortunate that some people are blinded by profit and greed. , But there are always people who have not yet joined them."
"Teacher, you are one of them."
Overwell smiled proudly.
Griffin looked at him and asked, "Teacher, I want to invite you to be the first speaker of the Eruin Noble Council."
After hearing this question, the lone wolf of Eruin looked at the setting sun in the distance with some emotion.
He was silent for a long time before he gave the answer to this question. "Originally, there should be a more suitable candidate for this position," he said: "Whether it is the eldest son of the king or Brando, they are more suitable than me."
"Brother, he is indeed Eruin's hero."
Overwell was a little surprised that the princess deliberately avoided the man.
But Griffiy just raised her head and looked calmly at the faintly rising stars in the east. She finally realized her ideal and rebuilt the faith in this kingdom, but at this moment, she found that she had nothing in her heart. How happy.
It turned out that I lost more for this.