"What a hero!" Li Woods sighed.
"Mr. Brando..."
"Just call me Brando." Brando interrupted her and replied.
"Brando, I want to hear your opinion on the current situation, okay?" Princess Griffin placed her hands on the desk and gently held the white porcelain teacup—the black tea was slightly rippling, like a crystal surface floating. Rippling-She raised her head, her eyes gleaming, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be coated with silver.
Brando's gaze swept over everyone in the study. The royal party was as calm as ever, and the princess seemed innocent but shrewd. Only the little prince was hiding behind the nobleman and looking carefully. Looking at him; only a sharp, cold gaze kept falling on him, Brando looked at him, and saw the dark-haired female knight standing behind Griffin—it seemed to be Nimesis, Bran Every time I see this woman, I feel a little throbbing.
He looked away.
"With all due respect, as far as the royal party is concerned, there is nothing about the situation right now." Brando replied bluntly. "The north has fallen to the Grand Duke of Westfah a long time ago. The Black Blade Legion is in the hands of the nobles in the north, and the Southern Legion is attacked by Madara. The organization is still unknown, and the reason why Earl Denel has not signed an agreement with Instaron is probably the reason."
He paused, and wanted to say that although there are three leaders in the south, Vieiro, Carazu, and Goran-Elson, they are all soy saucers. The power gap between the North and the South is huge. In fact, it really lifted Corcovado. The banner was only led by the princess; the cold winter blocked the northern legion from going south, but as long as the ice and snow melted, the hope of maintaining the princess would collapse.
But this is exactly the reason why the royal party chose to join forces with Anlek, so he refused to send it.
"The kingdom is surrounded by powerful enemies and the situation is precarious. The Amperisel Conference does not belong to you. In fact, I am afraid that you are also trying to persuade the Amperisel Chamber of Commerce to maintain neutrality with the temple, instead of really participating in this meeting, right?" Asked more rhetorically.
There was silence in the study, and everyone looked at Brando in surprise. The situation in the kingdom has changed all the way since the death of Obergus VII, but at this stage, anyone with a discerning eye can see through the weakness of the royal party at a glance; but Brando can guess their true purpose from behind the appearance, this It was extraordinary-the world thought that they wanted to take advantage of Anlek's power to win a round at the Ampersel Conference, but the young man in front of him revealed their thoughts without hesitation.
Macaro and Li Woods both felt a little chill, thinking that if the young man in front of them was an enemy, it would be terrible. Only Overwell looked at Brando with admiration. After all, Brando was selected by him from the crowd fleeing Ridenberg. The better Brando, the more discerning he can only prove.
Griffiyin’s eyes were also admiration, she looked at Brando as if she was looking at the person closest to her proudly—because everyone didn’t know that there was a secret between her and Brando; the half-elf girl responded to Brando in the first place. At the time of the letter, influenced by the'story' that Overwell told her, there was not a trace of a girl’s desire for a knightly romance in her mind—plus the royal party at the time was precarious, or it was also out of consideration to buy horse bones. , By mistake, she privately canonized Brando as her knight.
Her Royal Highness is only seventeen years old this year, and she has not yet reached the age to push everything into luck, but apart from luck, there is only destiny left.
Thinking of this, the half-elf girl was also slightly moved.
"I have met Princess Magdal and heard that she is a close friend of her Royal Highness." Brando replied. But in fact, he knew that the real purpose of the royal party was not for this reason. History was like an open book before him. Eru could not escape him because of the old aristocracy's private interests in this era. His eyes, let alone the “strategy” of the royal party on the table. And the reason why he said so was that he didn't want to be regarded as a evildoer.
Macaro, Li Woods and Overwell nodded slightly, which was relieved. Based on the relationship between the nun princess and the temple and the influence of the temple in the Chamber of Commerce, it is not difficult to guess the connection. However, when everyone turned their eyes to the meeting of the nobles of Fengyun Jihui, this young man still kept his eyes on the surrounding details. This calm and keenness was considered a top-notch talent among the nobles.
"You guessed it right, Mr. Brando. Just so, there are only two ways for my brother's army to go from the north to the south-if we get the support of the temple and the chamber of commerce-even if they are at least neutral. , Then the aristocrats of the north had to pass through the mountains of Anlek—"
"So you intend to marry Anlek. In this way, no matter how aggressive the aristocracy in the north is, you have to face the reality. Fighting in the mountains, they are not Anlek's opponents. In this way, the offensive and defensive of the north and the south will change, and there will be no security. The worried Vieiro, Goran-Elsen, and Carasu will naturally be tied to the royal party if they are assured—or rather Anlek’s chariot. Advance can be attacked, and retreat can be defended. For the long term, The Corcovado royal family will surely be rejuvenated."
Brando raised his head, without the slightest joy in his eyes: "Then I congratulate Her Royal Highness in advance."
"Do you think there is something wrong?" Griffith turned pale, Brando's power seemed insignificant to the royal party, but it was very important in her heart. She vaguely felt that Brando might know who she really is, the goal she insisted on since she was a child-even going against the royal party, but only one person in the whole Eruin understood her. This person is right in front of her.
She originally thought he could understand her sacrifice.
And compared to this understanding, everything else is trivial—
She saw the shining light from Brando. The belief that she had always supported independently was like another beacon seen in a storm. The surprise of finding her companion in the dark and lonely wilderness is Indescribable. It is not difficult for Brando to see the same persistence as herself, whether in letters or from his actions, but this person is now looking at herself with a cold face.
The princess took a slight breath, "Can you tell me the reason?" Her tone was soft, but it was not difficult to see a trace of dissatisfaction under her frowning eyebrows. If Brando couldn't give her a satisfactory answer, she got it. The princess must be disappointed.
It's as proud as the rumors. Brando thought to himself, but without this kind of character, he couldn't hold on to this point.
"There are a few questions." He replied.
Overwell raised his head slightly, but he didn't really support the plan either. However, Li Woods and Macaro agree very much. Li Woods is very influential in the royal party, and he is the only strong man in the royal party. On the other side, Macaro also represented the opinions of his allies, and he could not tolerate his opposition.
"First, the battle between the Temple of Flames and the Temple of the Earth is imminent. The Cruz people may not be happy to think that Eruin was in chaos at this time. Although the Eruin people are no longer at the mercy of the Cruz people since independence, but I have to admit that we are also a member of the Temple of Flame.” Brando replied, “At this time, although the Temple cannot be honestly involved in the kingdom’s internal affairs, it is still possible to open the door to the nobles in the north. It did. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, the strength of the North is far superior to that of the South. The fastest way for this kingdom to end the war is undoubtedly for the North to win as soon as possible—"
"We couldn't have thought about this, young man," Li Woods finally said at this time. Brando's doubts about him wiped out the goodwill he had just established. "But once Grand Duke Anleck Together with the royal party, it is not so easy for the Yankees to win. If the temple intervenes arbitrarily, it will only cause a larger-scale civil war; not to mention the Toquinine Lions are far from ready for food at this time. The war between the Temple of Flame and the Temple of Earth is even more nonsense."
Brando kept silent, because he knew this was history. The royal party in history was just such a comeback, but he still has a real reason, but this reason is really hard to explain. Could he say that Anlek had no good intentions? The problem is that the royal party is not a fool, and they naturally know that Anlek has no good intentions. Her Royal Highness is taking chestnuts from the fire, and she thinks she can succeed.
But history proved her failure.
But Brando can't explain this failure, he can't always say that I come from the future, am I a magic stick
He was silent for a moment, and Griffith's disappointment on his face grew. She clenched a fist imperceptibly, and for a moment even hoped Brando could prove that she was wrong. The 17-year-old princess has been awake almost every night for the past few weeks. She knew she was here. Walking a tightrope, but she convinced herself that she had to walk.
The study fell silent for a while, Freya was a little uneasy. Although she knew much more than before, she still didn't understand a word of the debate between Brando and the royal party. This girl from Buche was even a little upset, thinking that this nasty guy next to her only knew to cause trouble, even if she didn't agree with it, don't say it in front of others.
In the final analysis, Brando was still in her heart. Compared with the life and death of the royal party, she cares more about Brando's safety.
Overwell and Macaro both felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle, but they couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied with Brando. They felt that this young man was a bit overstatement, even alarmist. But among the crowd, only a surprised gaze stayed on Brando for a moment, and no one even noticed this gaze. Nimesis quickly became the same as usual, as if nothing had happened.
At this embarrassing moment, there was a knock on the door. Everyone's eyes shifted accordingly. An attendant brought in a letter from outside the door. Her Royal Highness opened the letter and frowned. She paused, put the letter on the desk casually, and then broke the silence: "The results of the morning are out."
Everyone was shocked. Of course, they knew that this was the result of the investigation about the assassination in the morning, but they didn't expect the temple's hands and feet to be so fast, but they found the man behind it in just two or three hours. Among the crowd, only Macaro frowned, as if thinking of something.
Brando couldn't help but raise his ears. The assassination in the morning obviously changed history. He also wanted to know what was behind it.
"The envoy was called Xerxes."
Overwell frowned: "I know this man is a little nobleman of Amperthel." He changed his face as soon as he finished speaking. To be able to master such an assassination, the characters behind it would certainly not be simple, and no one would believe that a small nobleman could afford such a big wave. This hapless guy is obviously a substitute for the dead, but when the results of this investigation are taken from the hands of the temple, the problem here is serious.
For a while, everyone's faces were a little hard to look. Only Brando looked as usual, as if he had expected this result.
Although Brando didn't know what went wrong, he saw the cross assassin in the morning and knew that there must be a temple inside.
"The letter also mentions Mr. Brando." After a while, Griffith added, "The letter said that Mr. Brando not only brought weapons into the holy hall, but that the two men were of blood. The temple suspects that Mr. Brando has an affair with cultists, and hope that we will hand him over to let him cooperate with the temple investigation."
After reading this paragraph, Eruin's eldest princess was already looking like iron.
Brando was also tight, but more angry. He hadn't gone to trouble with the Temple of Flames. He didn't expect that the other party would even take aim at him first. It was a deceitful deception, but he didn't have any attacks. Instead, he was going to see the royal party's reaction first.
At this time Overwell sneered: "The temple does not allow us to carry weapons, but it is very lenient to the assassins. When does the blood as a subordinate become evidence of an affair with the cult? Eruin is next to Mar. Dara, I think many princes have dark nobles who have come from Madara as their subordinates, right?"
The royal party was deeply impressed by the words of this lone wolf, and they all looked disdainful.
"Your Royal Highness?" the attendant asked in a low voice.
"The Eluin has never given a guest to the Cruze’s precedent, not to mention such a nonsense excuse," the princess replied coldly: "It’s just someone who wants to test our relationship. You just Just answer them straight and tell them that Mr. Brando is ours and cannot be an assassin."
Brando couldn't help but feel a little moved as he watched the attendant exit the study only conscientiously. Although he knew that there was a show-making element in it, at least the attitude of the royal party at this moment was clear. He looked at Overwell and others, and the prejudice that had just arisen because of the previous controversy subsided a little.
"It seems that the attitude of the temple is not as neutral as you think." But he still couldn't help but sneered, and then tilted his head to look at the royal party. After all, he is not a real politician, and there is still the factor of Sophie's gloat in his bones.
The half-elf girl's brows sank sadly, and she sighed slightly-Brando felt a little sad helplessly, but she no longer struggled with this issue. "Mr. Brando, we are in a bad situation-it makes you laugh. But in any case, we still want your help..."
"You are a highland knight, so I want to ask you to win the support of the highland knight for us, is it okay?" The princess put down her body and asked in a pleading tone. She also saw that Brando was not malicious to the Royal Party, but she had some misunderstandings in her opinion, but she believed that the final result would prove her right.
Brando shook his head.
"You also know that the Highland Knights are not the same as you, and I can support you personally. But it may not be easy to get all their approval." Although he is not a real Highland Knight, he has to disguise his identity. , Self-confidence can be blinded to the smartest people. In fact, even if Charles is here, he can't single out the slightest fault from Brando's remarks.
Everyone in the royal party also knew that Brando was telling the truth, and couldn't help nodding heavily. But fortunately, Brando still controls Tonigel. This inconspicuous little place is now the key to restricting Earl Dernell, otherwise all members of the royal party will suspect that they have just turned their faces for this young man and the temple. Is it a wise move
"But it's not unimaginable," Brando suddenly smiled: "As soon as Karasu received Madara the most harm, the northern aristocracy's compromise attitude has aroused the dissatisfaction of the Highland Knights. As long as you show their kindness, you must They are still willing to fall to the royal party, but the key lies in the situation, after all, no one wants to join the ranks of losers."
Griffiy nodded, she didn't know it, but the problem was not so simple. Regarding Brando's proposal, she just had to listen to it in her heart. The Royal Party and Brando met for the Highland Knights. Now that hope has come to no avail, the princess suddenly felt a little exhausted.
She glanced at the hourglass quietly, and it was very close to the beginning of the meeting of the nobles.
"Mr. Brando, I have one last personal question. I wonder if it is convenient for you to answer it?" Griffin raised his head and looked at Brando and asked at last.
Brando nodded.
"You and Yanbao...?" She has always been concerned about this issue, although she doesn't think Brando is Dilphary's retainer, because at least Yanbao has not fallen to the royal party, if as a subject Brando did What he did was obvious—not to mention in his own heart, Griffin also believed that Brando should be his own knight. But what she cares about is the relationship between Brando and the lady of the Yanbao family.
With her shrewdness, she couldn't think of what a great gain if Yanbao could be pulled into her camp.
"No, I have nothing to do with Lord Earl, on the contrary, in fact I just coerced her to take me into the venue." Brando smiled and answered truthfully.
Everyone was taken aback.
"Although it is a bit rude to say that, after all, the invitation letter to attend the meeting is only sent to Grand Duke Karasu. As a small highland knight, you are not eligible to enter the Huailishe Manor. I think you should be able to understand the difficulties of being young people." Lando shook his head again and added.
Only then did the royal party react. For a while, the look in Brando's eyes couldn't help but be a little weird. He was brave enough to hijack and intimidate the nobles under the eyelids of the temple. If it hadn't been clear in their hearts that it was impossible, I am afraid they would have doubted whether the assassins in the morning were really related to this young man.
But the princess smiled slightly. She didn't believe Brando at all in her heart. The reason was simple-she and Dilphary were good friends, and in the morning, the ghosts could see that the countess was obviously concerned about Brando. Yes, will the kidnapped person care about the robber? It may be possible, but it is definitely not on that occasion. But she didn’t intend to expose Brando’s botched lie. Instead, she smiled: “Very people do very things. Your behavior in Tonigel has taught us a vivid lesson. I just didn’t expect to have just arrived in Ampersel. , You gave me another surprise-it's just that Dilphary is too pitiful for her, and Mr. Brando doesn't even know how to pity her."
When Brando was reminded by Princess Griffith, he remembered the sorrowful look in the countess's eyes, and suddenly couldn't help sweating.
This wasn't his intention. He said he didn't know beforehand that the countess was a soft girl.
But at the same time he also sighed slightly, watching Princess Griffin's face becoming calm again, Brando knew that his persuasion action was a failure. Although he didn't have much hope, he is an outsider compared to the royal party. If the eldest princess changed her mind only because of his words, then he would have to suspect that the half-elf girl was It's not a fake.
Thinking of this, Brando can only prepare for the next move. However, vaguely, he had a vague premonition that the attitude of the temple not only stunned the princess and the group, but also greatly exceeded his expectations. The promise of the High Priest Wood was especially in his ears. He never expected that the Temple of Flame would turn back so quickly.
There must be something wrong in this.