Brando is indeed going to play a big one.
After a series of encounters in the Shavlund mine, silver brought vitality to the territory like blood injected into a blood vessel.
At the same time, the benefits gained from the sanctuary of rune dwarves have greatly exceeded everyone's imagination, and Brando soon found that he had spare capacity to deal with greater challenges.
But it's not just a challenge—
Because challenges also symbolize opportunities, just as risks and benefits always coexist. Brando turned his gaze to the farther north at this time, and he decided to give the nobles a louder voice.
A voice about the rise of emerging powers.
As part of the entire plan, this new force must prove itself to this ancient kingdom as soon as possible, whether it is to give warnings to the enemy-or to give confidence to potential allies.
Brando considered that his letter should have almost been delivered to Princess Griffin.
Regardless of the reason, in short, with his considerations, the news of Sir Mintai's fiasco finally reached Count Jean Dernell for the first time.
Of course, it was also transmitted to the Wangli Cavalry Academy, on the mahogany desk in front of the Princess Palace—
The half-elf princess' slender and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, sitting on the red velvet long-back chair, looking at the two reports on the desk—to be precise, a letter and a piece of information written on parchment—today She is wearing a decently tailored military uniform, but this special silver military uniform actually brings out the girl’s delicate, feminine and exquisite curves, but in this weakness adds a military’s seriousness and heroism—
Griffin didn't speak, her pale silver eyes blinked occasionally. After a while, she tapped the table with her finger lightly, and she recovered from this rare state of concentration.
She raised her head.
Nimesis and Overwell were not here. Standing in front of the desk was another group of people. In fact, she only recognized one of them—the half-elf princess nodded to the old man.
"teacher."
The old man in the scholar's robe was the court master Li Woods. He did not face Brando's arrogance at the moment, but bowed respectfully.
The princess is his most proud disciple, but at the same time he is also the hope of the rejuvenation of the royal party. Although he has absolute authority in imparting knowledge, at this time—he must show the courtesy that his courtiers deserve.
"your Highness."
Princess Griffin smiled slightly, her gaze swept away from the other people one by one. She hadn't met these few people, but she recognized each other's identities one by one.
The only young man, in good spirits, but a little at a loss, this is Eco.
The quiet middle-aged man standing next to the young man, despite the weather-beaten, still maintains the aristocratic temperament. The half-elf girl remembered seeing each other when she was very young, and she thought it should be Macaro.
Sly Fox Macaro.
The former leader of the royal party.
Next to him, the palm of his hand is slender, and he looks like a man who has been practicing swordsmanship for a long time. Griffith smiled slightly, this is Bougainvillea cross-handed.
The last one, undoubtedly, is the rumors of a distinguished noble, the Violet Earl who behaves uniquely. Although the half-elf princess has never seen Baal, she has also heard of her name.
Her gaze stayed on these four people one by one. With the clues from previous reports and her meticulous observation, she recognized these famous guests without introduction by Li Woods.
The son of Grand Duke Lantonilan, the descendant of the cross sword, the leader of the royal party, and the Earl of Baal, known as the sly fox of this generation.
These few people are indeed famous.
Especially the youngest Eco.
Although Lantonilan is only a small duchy on the border between Amperisel and Anlek, in the current situation, the support of Grand Duke Luen is very important to the princess.
Fortunately, Duke Lantonilan and Duke Anlek have always been at odds, and this disagreement has long since risen to enmity.
Griffin's gaze stayed on Eco's face for a second.
This special treatment made the young man blush. He has not yet adapted from his past identity—anyone who suddenly changes from an unknown mercenary to a distinguished nobleman will feel that stunned.
Besides, he didn't expect this rumored princess to be so beautiful.
As a half-elf, known as the brightest gem in Eruin's crown—the temperament of Princess Griffin has a special beauty—as if it carries a kind of coldness that is unique to the elves, but it is also human Affinity.
The combination of two diametrically opposed temperaments can easily make a person who meets her for the first time startled.
Although he is still young, he already has the potential to overwhelm the country and the city.
"Mr. Eco," the half-elf girl said: "Also, Makaroqin, Earl of Baal, and Mr. Buja, I'm glad you can come here to support the Corcovado royal family at this time—"
She spoke out the identities of several people one by one, which obviously surprised them all.
But only Macaro was a little pleased. Looking at him, the princess was really as good as the rumors, and the Corcovado royal family had such an heir, which made him feel that hope is not so slim.
This cunning fox has always believed that the role of man is the greatest, but the human heart is as important as manpower. Wang's eldest son is impulsive and is not pleased by him. Now that he saw the princess, he was relieved a lot.
But for some reason, Macaro suddenly thought of another young man at this time.
He shook his head quickly, expelling the experience from his memory.
The Earl Violet on the side remained calm, looking at the two reports on the princess's desk from a distance. He had no interest in the verbal polite words of the princess. As for judging their identities, it was actually not difficult. If Princess Griffin couldn't even do this, it would be too sorry for the rumors about her.
On the contrary, he was very interested in why the princess saw the two reports so madly. He is like this princess, and it is difficult to show his feelings, but when they came in just now, the princess was almost looking at the two reports with her cheeks on her back.
As I watched it, I still smiled slightly.
Count Baal bet that the princess did not even realize that he was smiling just now.
interesting!
The stranger among the nobles said to himself in his heart.
But he didn't speak rashly. Although he was eclectic, he was not stunned by acting recklessly. At this time, it was not his turn to speak, he looked at Li Woods, and sure enough the old man had already spoken:
"His Royal Highness, please don't say that. The old minister is actually a little bit later than expected," Lei Woods lowered his head and replied, "Because there were some delays on the road—" He raised his head and asked: "My Royal Highness, the situation in the north now What happened?"
"Overcast clouds."
Princess Griffith looked back at the window and used a simple and apt word to describe the movement of the northern dukes' coalition forces—
"Their lobbyists have entered Ampersel, and it looks like they are almost ready to persuade the greedy businessmen."
"Is there no plan for countermeasures?" Macaro asked.
Everyone glanced at him, but more than ten years of experience abroad still changed the old sly fox. He has become a lot harder and no longer follows the rules of the noble circle.
Because under normal circumstances, it is not his turn to speak yet.
But because of this, Griffith's silver eyes shone slightly. Unlike others, this princess actually appreciates such talents more.
"I have asked Princess Magdal. You know that she has a lot of friends and close relationship with the temple, maybe it can turn the situation around." The half-elf girl replied.
"Is that the nun princess?" Li Woods asked tentatively.
The half-elf girl nodded.
"Are there arrangements for protection?" Makaroma asked, "At this stage of the struggle, almost all actions of the enemy and us are transparent. Once Princess Magdal leaves here, I am afraid that she will be intercepted—"
Griffith was even more admired, and she smiled slightly.
"Naturally, Nimesis will personally lead the team."
Buga raised his eyebrows. Nimesis was the daughter of Mrs. Miller and was related to Grand Duke Luen. And he had seen each other once a long time ago. At that time, the other party was still a little girl, but her talent for swordsmanship was already amazing.
He thinks that after so many years, the opponent should have grown into an outstanding swordsman.
Buga knew Nimesis, and Macaro was no exception. When he heard the name, he was obviously relieved, but he still said: "Mrs. Miller's daughter is excellent, but she is still an academy student after all. I think your Royal Highness, you need a more sophisticated leader—"
Princess Griffin nodded: "That's why I didn't let them set off right away, but waited for your arrival."
Macaro stopped in surprise.
He and Buga glanced at each other, admiring the princess's dripping arrangements. Buja immediately took a step forward, put one hand on the sword and replied, "I will do my best."
The half-elf girl nodded.
The room fell silent. Although there was another secret agreement to be reached between the Grand Duke Luen and the Corcovado royal family, it was obviously not appropriate to say this kind of thing at this time.
But everyone felt that apart from this matter, there was nothing else to talk about—
The pressure in the north is getting tighter and tighter. Although everyone looks as usual on the surface, they still feel a little urgent inside, and naturally they are not in the mood to talk about some anecdotes between the nobles.
But the half-elf princess was more relaxed. She smiled at her guests: "Sit down, everyone. How about something lighter? I have heard some bad news every day for the past few days—"
"Let’s talk about some of the interesting things you have on the road. If I remember correctly, Mr. Eco seems to have been a mercenary, right? This is a unique and amazing experience among our nobles—" Princess Griffin said. When he said that, he glanced at Macaro, and he obviously praised the other party.
"In addition, I remember Mr. Lewoods, you have always been on time. Obviously, this time it was not a little trouble. Can you tell me something about it?"
She asked in a relaxed tone.
Eco is now in a state of wandering, where there is no ability to answer the princess's words, he can only hesitate to speak. It was Master Lewoods who spoke first:
"That's right, Your Royal Highness, we did have a little trouble—"
"Speaking of which, it has something to do with the golden apple!"
Golden apple.
The half-elf girl felt her heart jerk, and her concentration instantly gathered. This subtle change in the expression of the princess almost concealed it from everyone, but only Earl Baal caught it in his eyes.
The distinctive nobleman raised his eyebrows.