The gray sky seemed to be covered with a layer of hoar frost. Marquis You Xi regained his eyes from outside the manor’s magnificent handrails, his thin and pale face looked like a smile, "This weather is so hell , My lord." The entourage behind him couldn't help complaining. The Marquis had been wearing a mink coat, just rubbing his hands. "The season of melting ice is colder than winter, but no matter how cold it is, it can't stop it. The hearts of our princes are burning."
"Is it ambition?"
The Marquis laughed without answering, put his hands back on the handrails, and watched silently as the two horse-drawn carriages driven by the knight passed through the bare boulevard and stopped one after the other outside the gate of the manor. At this time, there were already a lot of well-dressed and talkative nobles gathered in the hall in twos and threes. Although these characters were mostly famous local merchants and gentry, the meeting had almost nothing to do with them. In this game of determining the fate of the kingdom, As an insignificant little person, he only has the right to applaud.
However, what the carriage brings is a real heavyweight—
When the carriage came to a halt slowly, the whole hall was quiet, and talk turned into whispers. Guests in the hall could clearly see the coat of arms on the dark carriages of the two carriages on the boulevard through the tall French arch windows. With the crescent moon, interlaced scepters and crowns, coupled with the unique winged snake seal, the identity of the owner of the carriage is ready to emerge—the last bloodline of the Corkova family, the princess of Eruin and her brother.
But compared to the declining royal family, there is only a simple ferocious goshawk stamp on the other carriage, but this coat of arms is like a dark cloud weighing on the hearts of everyone-if there is one among the six princes of Eruin Whoever is so powerful, the answer is Anlek.
The knight first opened the car door for the princess. The light purple dress was like a cloud that suddenly rolled out. Griffin slowly got out of the carriage. She raised her head slightly, her light silver eyes seemed to contain autumn water, faintly shining clear. The introverted brilliance, the soft silver hair hanging down on the slender shoulders, plus a layer of fur shawl, but it also sets off the frailty of the half-elf girl-but now this frailty supports a kind of inherent indomitability and pride .
All the people present held their breath subconsciously. I heard that the Royal Princess of the Kingdom was the brightest jewel on the crown of Eruin, but only when I saw it did I understand that what was said was true.
It's the old guy that cheap Anlek, this is the idea in the hearts of most people present. But on the terrace, Marquis Youxi only showed a deep smile. He lowered his head and sniffed the scent of musk on the mink gloves. He thought that Grand Duke Anleck appeared with His Royal Highness. He was really an old and cunning fellow. Is there a footnote for the frequent contacts between the two parties? But in his opinion, what is the most interesting thing about this little girl from Kurt (1) is what value she sold herself to.
The door of the second carriage opened, and everyone present inevitably felt breathless. Even You Xi on the terrace couldn't help but frown. Duke Anleck under the handrail did not look as old as the rumors outside. His temples were white, his eyes looked like eagles, and his serious face was full of words. With a self-assured spirit, thin lips, and even the beard on his chin, he was as meticulous as the official himself-it can be said that compared to most nobles, the lord of the duke looked handsome.
He wore a black mink robe, and the pale silver breastplate loomed under the robe—but no one would think that the Grand Duke was a man who was greedy for life and fear of death, a highlander who was a martial artist, and Grand Duke Anlek was also a soldier in his life. He attended all occasions in a uniform. This was already a scene in the aristocratic circle of Eruin. Even Yu Youxi knew that there must be a sharp blade on the belt under the robe without looking at it. This sword is not a flowery frame used by most nobles to decorate. Anlek has used it to split enemies in no less than double digits in his life. As for the flowers in the greenhouse, looking at these corpses would make you sick.
However, You Xi gave a jealous "tsk". Normal people are not allowed to carry weapons when entering this venue, but Duke Anlek is obviously not in the category of such ordinary people. This is the honor that the Duke can only enjoy. Although he has a special status, he is only better than the people in the hall below when compared with the many big figures who presided over this meeting.
Duke Anlek slowly got out of the carriage holding a silver walking stick, a pair of eagle eyes looked around, and the serious expression of the princess was slightly relieved when he saw the princess aside. He dusted his robe with his hand, walked over with a smile, and stretched out his right hand to Griffin Ping with great grace, "Today you are the most beautiful princess in all Warend."
Griffith looked as usual, she raised her hand to let the powerful Duke hold her, "Thank you."
"It is an honor for me to marry a wife like you."
"According to the agreement, when Haruze ascends to the throne, I will naturally become your wife, Lord Duke." The half-elf girl replied lightly.
Grand Duke Anlek smiled, but did not answer.
Behind them were the entourages of Grand Duke Anleck and the royal party's Overwell, Macaro, Li Woods and others. These people met each other, and they appeared to be harmonious. But this kind of harmony is not as good as expressing a fixed meaning within the rules of the noble game. It naturally has a different meaning in the eyes of the caring person-of course, for most mediocre people, it is still in the hands of a group of people. Dejar, with a dangling bandage and a look of bad luck, was the most eye-catching. This highlander's most outstanding swordsman managed to save his right hand in the previous duel, but the wound on his arm was not healed for a while.
The guests in the lobby could not help but whisper another while seeing this news figure from a while ago. The duel of Dejar in the Great Sanctuary of Andere Fühle had already spread throughout Amperexel, as for those who participated in the duel. Both sides are naturally the center of the topic. It's a pity that this honor brings not glory, but shame. Dejar's face is green and iron, and this proud eagle of the highlanders can't be proud anymore.
Marquis Youxi was also one of the witnesses of the duel. He stood on the terrace with a smile and greeted Duke Anlek, thanking the Duke for lending his guard to him that day, and apologizing for his recklessness. But as soon as he saw Dejar and others walk into the hall, he couldn't help but think of what happened that day—
Who is that young man? The temple was tight-lipped, as if no one except the chief priest himself knew the origin of the other party, it seemed to have come out of thin air. But got it out of thin air? is it possible? I thought I knew Eruin’s families well, but now it seems that this pool of water in the kingdom is still very deep; Marquis Youxi rubbed his raised eyebrows. Wood is from Cruz, he knew it a long time ago. The Cruz Empire bought a lot of dark underground forces in the kingdom, but as for the purpose of doing it at this time, it is hard to say.
Or Wood's own pawn? It doesn't matter, anyway, it won't be him who has the headache, Marquis You Xi thought, a figure suddenly flashed in his mind.
At this moment, the big figures representing the various forces in Eruin have arrived one after another, and the luxurious carriages stopped one after another in the woods outside the manor; the first is the carriage of the Duke of Westfah-as the queen's brother, the future king Your majesty's uncle, the Grand Duke of Westfah will naturally fall to the Northern Group with a clear-cut stand. Followed by the Marquis of Baltar, the Marquis of Baltar comes from the Sword Fort, this family has long controlled the White Lions for the Corkova royal family.
The enemy of the White Lion Legion is the Cruz people, but it is hard to say who the enemy of the Sword Castle is. Marquis Youxi was stunned, but the next carriage made him slightly startled-this dark carriage slid into the woods like a ghost, the coat of arms on the carriage looked so strange, and the crimson background was broken. The sword seems to remind the world of its unique pride. Marquis Youxi almost hesitated for several seconds before he realized that the Yanbao family, the lone soul who had drifted out of the circle of the Eruin nobility, also came to Ampersel.
A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Not only the Lord Marquis, but the aura of the previous arrival of Anlek and His Royal Highness, the entire hall of the manor was silent at this moment. What Yanbao means to Eruin, perhaps not many people say it well, but if it is to talk about the degree of mystery, this family may be able to rank in the top three in this ancient kingdom. The last time Earl Yanbao saw King Eruin was thirty years ago. There seems to be a tacit understanding between the kingdom and this ancient family, allowing the kings of this land to treat one of his subjects. Indifferent.
The reason for this is not even known to Brando, because this secret was also sinking into the sea with the demise of Eruin in another period of history. But this did not prevent him from sitting comfortably in this carriage that seemed mysterious because of its owner. Corresponding to this comfort was the Countess—or the Countess, who was slightly cramped directly opposite Brando. Dilphary has never shared a car with a strange man in his life.
Generally speaking, she is accompanied by the female knight Nia, but today Brando will play her assistant and close minister. It is only natural that the assistant and the lord share a car.
When the carriage stopped, Brando lifted the curtain and looked out. He saw the royal carriage and Anlek's carriage parked in the most conspicuous position, and Freya and Nimesis beside the carriage-the future The Valkyrie Lord was actually taking a nap, Brando couldn't help feeling a bit funny, but his heart was warm. Everything he was familiar with in the past is still there, Eruin hasn't completely slipped into the abyss of destruction, everything seems to be turning around, and sometimes he is really worried that this is just an unreal dream.
But only when he saw Freya's childish face with some Buche country girls, the face of the future Valkyrie, would he feel that all this became real again, as if within reach.
Then he retracted his gaze. At this time, the knight outside the carriage had already opened the door-it was Nia who opened the door, and the female knight gave him a dissatisfied look. Brando didn't care, he got out of the carriage first, and then reached out to the countess-Dilphary hesitated before jumping out of the carriage with his hand.
When the two got off the car, they attracted a lot of attention. Of course, Brando would not think that these sights were directed at him. In fact, the same is true. What surprised everyone in the manor was Dilphary’s age. She wore the earl’s robe, and the three silver edges on the robes proved In order to gain her identity, Yanbao actually has a new heir.
But among everyone present, at least one sight fell on Brando.
"It's you!" The highlander's eagle Dejar, who has been silent for a long time, suddenly let out an angry roar, the loudness of which makes one wonder if the swordsman's thin body can send it out. It penetrated the hall of the manor, and even the floor trembled, as if it could reflect the anger of the owner.
Everyone was taken aback.
Dilphary was no exception. She had thought that Brando and others were coming to the meeting place to ask for trouble, but what she didn't expect was just getting out of the car and the trouble came to her door. This is not the same as the said script, the countess couldn't help frowning, and looked at Brando with a questioning look.
At this moment, the center of his sight had shifted from the countess to Brando, but Brando was only a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but shrugged his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this guy to follow him after he was hurt.
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(Note 1: Kurt is the hometown of Griffiin, in the province of Corcovado.)