"Autumn Twilight Moon, on the 17th, written in Tonigel, the realm of the Fir Baron-His Royal Highness Ziki Griffin Corkova Odyssey. In the battle the night before, from the'Black Lord' The undead army of Mada from Starron bypassed the four southern collars and launched a sneak attack on Fir Castle-not only caused heavy casualties, but also the Lord Baron Groudin was martyred during the battle. And as a way to pass through here, I am honoured by the Baron. The host’s hospitality, the kingdom’s pioneering knights, and the Valhalla region’s lords have the dual status of being under, thinking that I am obliged to temporarily take on the local defense work. After a night of fighting, the undead has now been repelled, but to prevent the undead from invading again From today onwards, I will temporarily dominate the defense and administrative work of this place until the arrival of the new lord personally appointed by Her Royal Highness—"
Macaroo took the letter and only halfway through it, his expression became a little weird. However, he was well-informed and continued reading with a cough:
"And I'm here to question the responsibility of Lord Dernell, why he concealed the news of Instaron's undead army staying in the south, and the negligence of letting the Madara army pass the four leaders without permission. Secondly, I hope to get the understanding of the princess, and finally enclose a magic stone recording the battlefield image to prove that the following statement is conclusive."
He raised his head.
"The magic stone is with me," the lower part of the princess palace replied unchanged, "Please continue to read Maka Luoqing."
"Nothing, Your Royal Highness."
"No, one more sentence." The princess' thick eyelashes drooped slightly.
Macaro picked up the letter and saw that there was a line of fine print below it. Seeing that line of small characters, he suddenly felt his eyelids twitch, and his eyebrows raised slightly: "—Brando."
The scene fell silent.
Macaroo put the letter back in place with a weird expression, then looked at the others, jokingly said: "I know that Baron Grudin is not doing his job faithfully, but this little guy is too bold..."
He thought for a while, but couldn't find a word to describe this boldness: "It's simply..."
"Absurd!" Master Lewoods said coldly: "This is a challenge to the kingdom. He is destroying the rules of the game among the nobles."
Princess Griffin frowned when she heard the word "rules of the game", this subtle change in expression did not escape the eyes of Earl Violet, who was observing nuancedly.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"I believe Mr. Brando's words," the first to speak surprised everyone. It was Eco. Although the young man was a little cramped, he stood up and said: "Blanc I know Mr. Do is a true knight."
"People can be disguised, boy." Master Lewoods said.
This is true. Both Macaro and Earl Violet nodded slightly. As aristocrats who have experienced struggle for a long time, they have a much deeper understanding of human heart and human nature than ordinary people.
The half-elf girl's expression was a little flat, she didn't say a word, and there was neither approval nor opposition between her expressions. She just flicked her eyelashes, and her pale silver eyes looked at the young man who spoke for the first time.
"Master Lewoods," Eco saluted the old man respectfully, but didn't flinch in the slightest: "Between life and death, people can't lie, and what I see is action, not just words."
The childishness on the young man’s face gradually faded. He looked around everyone present—except Princess Griffin—he said, “Otherwise, I don’t think Mr. Brando can reprimand us in such a righteous way, and even the legendary artifact Agreed with what he said—"
"Yep?"
The half-elf girl was startled slightly. She had heard Macaro and others mention the artifact induction. But what does this young man named Eco mean when Brando reprimanded them rigorously and caused a magical induction
She looked at other people curiously. This curiosity was the same as the curiosity of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl about the outside world, except that there was a little more decent and restrained behavior in the princess's behavior.
Lewoods didn't expect Eco to pull this out. They originally planned to hide this little process. After all, it is not a glorious thing; but seeing the princess rarely show the eyes of a little girl, he knew it. But go, if the princess wants to know one thing-then she will definitely know-in terms of her ingenuity.
The master coughed and nodded to Macaro.
Macaro was even more helpless, because he was the one who was reprimanded the most. But in desperation, this sly fox could only repeat the whole thing.
After speaking, he added: "His Royal Highness, we are not deliberately concealing such trivial matters."
Princess Griffin nodded and said tolerantly: "It is not surprising that different positions and different opinions lead to conflicts. But speaking of it, Mr. Lewoods, this is the truth you taught me—"
Lei Woods quickly bowed his head in panic and fear. He knew that this was the student who was complaining that he was trying to conceal this incident. This made the old man both panic and relieved; the panic naturally came from the suspicion of the superior, but comforted. It was this princess that revealed an attitude of complaining rather than reproach, which can also be regarded as a kind of closeness.
Macaro and Count Baal glanced at each other, and he was relieved, and the princess had already indicated that he would not pursue them. Although Earl Violet is nominally the deployment of Grand Duke Luen, since his lord has chosen to stand in line, then he must wholeheartedly serve for this new coalition of interests.
But the half-elf girl asked again: "But when you say that the young man named Brando reprimanded you, he had a reaction with the artifact. I was curious what he said that would cause such a big movement."
"He asked if we still remember the beliefs of the king." Macaro replied in a low voice. In fact, Brando's questioning made him shake a lot. Every word that the young man asked was a direct hit.
For the royal party, at least, this is a questioning of their ideals and pursuits. It sounds intolerable, but the other party is so reasonable that they cannot refute it.
"Oh?"
Griffin was really interested now, and she suddenly remembered the story Overwell told her. The story of a knight who led a group of refugees to charge against Madara's great army. That story seemed to shine in the ancient times-in the era when the blood in the bodies of the Eruin nobles had not yet become indifferent.
But what makes people's mind swaying is that this story really happened in the same era as her.
So she remembered the knight in the story forever.
But today, Macaro's words made her recall that scene again: "Can you tell me something?" The princess asked subconsciously.
Macaro is a little embarrassed.
The Violet Earl next to him took the initiative to stand up for the first time, and he replied: "I'll repeat it."
"Thank you." The half-elf girl nodded slightly.
Count Baal's expression became more serious: "I remember that in Eruin's most glorious era. Eruin's knights were holding horns and flying swallowtail flags-when the horns sounded, the kingdom's blade went forward."
The room suddenly fell silent.
Macaro sighed and took the words of Count Baal: "I remember that there was a sea of flags on the battlefield, embroidered with the golden coat of arms of Corcovado, the coat of arms of Goran-Elson, Anlek’s coat of arms. I remember the nobles of that era, still keeping their vows—"
"Remember that vow?"
"of course I remember."
Her Royal Highness closed her eyes slightly, folded her hands, then interlaced her fingers, clasped her fingers tightly, and placed it on the tip of her nose as if she was praying. The answer in her heart should not be clear to everyone, she said silently: "I take the oath of a sage under this sword!"
"I swear to lead my people-lead them away from disputes and killings, away from the arrogance and greed of the imperial nobles; I swear that in order not to repeat this historical cold-blooded mistake, I will make the nobles of this new kingdom obey the knights. The spirit of justice-fairness and rigor, integrity and bravery, kindness and generosity, I take this oath, and I will keep it for the rest of my life!"
When the last syllable fell, the weak and strong half-elf princess was in a trance.
What the young man said was so clear that it seemed to strike at her inner weakness-Griffin always thought that she was strong enough, but when someone could understand her lifelong dream.
The strong half-elf girl was still stunned.
It's like she didn't know that there was another herself in another world, and she was practicing all this with the same determination and hard work.
In that world, Eruin is like a boat in the dark sea, but she guides the boat through the stormy sea with incomparable faith.
The dream that always runs through the main line of Eruin in the Amber Sword—
It's like a lamp in the dark, attracting all the moths that are fighting the fire.
Whether the Valkyrie or Eruin’s players, countless people’s servants and servants overlapped their dreams, just to realize this dream of the regent princess.
In that dream, the former king Eke swore under the sword to lead his knights to break through the darkness and bring warmth and peace to everyone.
That dream was shattered.
But at this moment this dream had just happened, and Princess Griffiy opened her eyes, and her hesitation over the past few days seemed to be swept away. Although the dark clouds in the northern sky were accumulating thicker and thicker, and the first snow seemed to be about to move, she felt that she had found her way.
"He was right." The half-elf girl's expression became more serious: "But dreams can only be realized by breaking through reality. The difficulty will not be reduced by half because we become firm. The question is, how do we deal with it? ."
"What do you think?" She raised her head and asked.
"Tell me your opinion on this matter—"