For the time being, our eyes have shifted to Patarsson—
The core area of the province of Denner is located at the junction with the Anlek and Vlada territories. It was originally to prevent the mountain people from invading the north, but then the kingdom's rule over the south gradually became stable, and this place became more and more. The center of political symbolism.
Today, the biggest fortress of Jean De Nell is at Fort Barasso, but Count Jean De Nell still likes to place the administrative center in the city of Pydalsson.
Pedalsund Castle has a history of nearly one hundred and thirty years ago. Its style originated from the revival of the elven wind in the year of glorious return. Now this castle can be regarded as one of the few extant works of art of that era.
It is also one of the most proud places of the Dernell family-it symbolizes the respect of this historically outstanding family for tradition, and this respect has won them a high reputation among the upper-class nobles.
Of course, this complements the "good reputation" of today's Lord Jean Dernell, among the nobles in Eruin.
It was like Hood, the porter's veteran, had guarded the castle gate for most of his life, but it was the first time since the November War that he saw a knight rushing through the gate at such a fast speed.
The horseshoe shook the ground for a while, and the veteran almost thought that he had read it wrong, and now the world is still peaceful, could it be said that there has been a fight in the north
The veteran immediately saw the other party's outfit-it was his own.
There is urgent information!
Hood has rich experience. He pushed away the slow novice, his hands with blue veins and knotted hands were squeezed on the winch, and the gate immediately creaked up.
The knight didn't stop at all, like a lightning flashing across the suspension bridge and heading straight into the castle.
The information in his hand was quickly transferred to the waiter in the castle, and then handed over to the steward. It didn't waste much time to pass it up layer by layer. Count Denell has set three levels of urgency for his letterhead, and this letter is currently an additional level of urgency.
This level of intelligence has not appeared for nearly a decade.
Because most of it is a military newspaper.
Soon, the butler rang a bell, which was connected by a wire to the room of Count Denell-nobles can use magic devices, but this Count has a hobby-he knows a little magic. , Because it has always been thought that magic is not safe.
If he could use machinery, he would never use magic.
This is also a well-known anecdote in aristocratic circles.
When the bell on the left hand side of Count Dernell rang, he was talking with his guest.
The Lord Earl is now full of grays, but no one can say how old he is. He participated in the November War-of course, for the upper-class nobles, the tragic November War has almost nothing to do with them, but the war really hurt the kingdom's vitality and made these nobles' memories still fresh.
The Lord Earl today wears a monocle, is neatly dressed, and the black mink coat is covered with a silver ruffled Raffle collar-with a beautiful beard, although his face is rudimentary with a hint of kindness. Smile.
But for others, this smile means unpredictable emotions.
Especially the guest sitting next-this guest is not from Cruz, and even many people like him don't recognize that they are Eruin.
Among the Eruin population, these people have a common name-Shanmin.
The mountain people, as the name suggests, are the people of the mountain, but there are many peoples called mountain people in Voend, most of them are barbarians; the mountain people of Eruin should belong to the group of the Thai people. It is considered to be an uncivilized nation, but after the rule of the kingdom, it has gradually integrated into the civilized world.
However, one thing has not changed. The mountain people have always pursued their own independence—of course, this kind of independence happened to be intolerable by the kingdom. Therefore, the border of the Deneir region has never been stable. All kinds of conflicts and border wars.
Of course, not all mountain people are like this. Some mountain people are also willing to accept the rule of the kingdom—for example, the guest sitting under the earl at the moment, he comes from the area under the earl's jurisdiction, and his purpose for coming here is very simple.
That is, I hope that Earl Dernell will be able to reduce or exempt taxes in the South.
Because of Madara’s invasion—in fact, Madara’s army is still entrenched in the south. This is an open secret—the war has had a devastating impact on local agriculture and production. In many areas, almost no income is collected, not to mention heavy taxes. , Even it seems difficult to survive.
But the kingdom seems to be unable to see this, and its rule over these mountain people has become more and more strict.
Count De Nell just listened carefully to the guest's account of their difficulties, he always smiled and did not express his position. For an old man like him, the smile seems to make him look like a kind old man, but the guests sitting below never dare to think so-most people who think so don't have a decent end.
The mountain people’s envoy came to the end, just as he was about to say his request, at this moment the bell on the left hand of Count De Nell jingled.
The count's expression moved slightly. This was the first time he could not keep the smile on his face this afternoon.
He remembered how long he hadn't received urgent information.
The old man frowned slightly and stood up. However, he did not appear to be rude at all. Instead, he nodded apologetically to the other party politely and said, "Sorry, wait a moment and let me leave."
"Please, my lord." The envoy stood up in fear, not daring to be dissatisfied.
The old earl left the study and opened a door to enter the next room. He immediately saw his staff and deputy waiting for him. In front of this long-time deputy, Count Dernell did not maintain his unchanging expression, but immediately lowered his face and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's related to Tonigel," the staff replied.
"Or the last time?" The earl took a silver snuff bottle from the servant on the side and inhaled. "That waste hasn't been processed yet? It's been half a month!"
The old nobleman said angrily.
"This time there is new information, sent by Sir Pallas."
"Pallas?"
Let Count De Nell stop for a moment. Although Pallas is Grudin's retainer, he is also his old subordinate. I participated in the November War with him-although he had only participated in a few small battles at the end, the most core henchmen of Earl Dernell were almost all cultivated at that time.
Pallas was so loyal to him and his family that Count Denell didn't doubt it, so he calmed down and asked:
"what did he say."
The staff did not answer, but handed him the letterhead.
…
"Brando?"
Princess Griffin finally moved her thin eyebrows slightly when she heard the name, and a hint of surprise flashed in her pale silver eyes.
This surprise only existed for a moment between the girl's expressions, and then she frowned: "That young man tells you that his name is Brando?"
The half-elf princess raised her eyelashes slightly and looked at the guests in front of her:
"Ordinary people would not easily reveal their true identity under such circumstances."
"That's an ordinary person." This is the first time Earl Baal interjected. He put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "But I don't think the other party is an ordinary person. A person who has such a close relationship with the silver elves, I am afraid that no ordinary person is ordinary. Go there, your honorable princess—"
Griffith interlaced her slender fingers and rested her chin. She thought for a moment in a daze:
"Golden Apple, Silver Elf, Dragon Magic, Highlander—"
She lowered her head: "You said he has silver strength?"
"I'm afraid it is." Macaro nodded.
"Twenty years old." Princess Griffin looked at Eco, but she was actually turning upside down in her heart. Assault Verwell told her that the young man was at most black iron level: "That's not the same as Mr. Eco."
"That's a real genius—" Buja replied, "There is another interesting thing, his swordsmanship..."
"What happened to his swordsmanship?"
"His swordsmanship has some shadows that I am familiar with. It's like... a bit like someone I know..."
"Mr. Buga, please keep talking."
"Sword Saint Darus."
"Sword Sage Darus," the half-elf girl was puzzled: "Mr. Bouga, you said that the standard Eruin military swordsmanship used by that young man is not in the same vein as Master Darus?"
"The sword sage Darus also uses military swordsmanship," Lei Woods replied: "His Royal Highness, you forgot, he is a soldier."
Improving swordsmanship, Princess Griffith moved in her heart.
However, her mental activity did not show to others, Lei Woods continued to say: "But a twenty-year-old silver swordsman is already very rare—"
As the old man said, he looked at Eco.
The young man bowed his head embarrassedly.
The half-elf girl was a little bit emotional after hearing this sentence, and a group of equally outstanding young people emerged in the championship not long ago-she couldn't help thinking, is Master Martha really still caring for Eruin .
But if so, when the game will be so difficult, she often feels powerless.
The princess felt a little tired, but she immediately used her own will to force herself to divert her attention, she took a breath, her face lost a little blood.
But he asked seriously: "Besides, Master Lewoods."
"your Highness."
"You said that the golden apple in that young man's hand really has no connection with his soul?"
"Yes, the veteran confirmed that he was not mistaken," Lei Woods replied: "The veteran can use the honor of a court magician for decades but protect it."
This time, the half-elf girl is really heartbeat. It is said that the golden apple can change a person's destiny, and make people have a completely reborn change.
If there is a golden apple, can his weak brother become the true king of Eruin
But what makes her a little bit puzzled is that anyone who gets a golden apple will immediately find a way to take it for himself. But why is that young man unmoved-is it just a fake
Impossible, my teacher will never read it wrong.
However, the princess thought that the relationship between the other party and the silver elves was so close, maybe they weren't ordinary people, maybe they had other plans for the golden apple.
And she thought of the legends about the highland knights, dragon magic and silver elves, and her heart jumped for a while. Griffiy raised his head, his eyes a little bright: "Can you find a way to win him?"
"Wind up?"
Everyone was taken aback, and of course they thought that whether it was from the relationship between the other party and the silver elf or the owner of the golden apple, they would be willing to do so.
But they have offended each other, what should they do? Although the young man showed that the royal family had a good feeling, it didn't explain much.
"It's a little hard—" Macaro, the most pragmatic, replied immediately.
"Do not."
The princess smiled and shook her head. She felt a little funny when she thought of this: "It may not be as difficult as you think-if this is the same person."
Everyone was stunned.
The princess went down and twisted the letter in front of her with two fingers and handed it over.
"Look at it."