"Master priest left Ampersel three days later. He is now in the meditation room and is not seeing any guests, Miss Magdal." The guards of the temple wore red robes with silver breastplates gleaming in the sun, and they held spears. Although she smiled politely, she didn't seem to be accommodating at all.
The nun princess sighed softly.
She turned her head.
The dome of the temple was bathed in infinite radiance, but it seemed to reflect the last ray of light in this kingdom. In the dim light and shadow, the bells echoed, announcing the end of an era. Inside the Lokshbi Palace, the six grand dukes and their envoys were on both sides of a round table, and they began to carve up the remaining richness of the kingdom—knifes, forks and fish on the plate.
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Buzzing discussions went up, and the palace vault supported by the black jade beams echoed with sighs from thousands of years. Among the many different opinions, only one voice solemnly declared:
"Since the founding of the country, Eke, the first king, led the people to overcome all obstacles and build this glorious paradise from the wilderness. The first king made the oath that the nobility and the people jointly determine the destiny of this kingdom, and today, the kingdom Once again facing divisions, we cannot bear the innocent lives that died in the flames of war gathered here, press the sword with our fingers, and make a new contract for the future of the kingdom—"
After reciting this oath, Grand Duke Sifah raised his head, and the hall was silent like winter snow; his eyes shone with cold and wild light, "All colleagues present, as long as anyone still agrees with this ancient contract , Then please raise your hands together like me to confirm that the blood of the Eruin noble is flowing in your body." After speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, as if he had a sharp sword in his hand pointing to the sky.
The behemoth bared its teeth in the shadows.
There was a loud noise in the venue. Except for the two Cruz bishops, everyone stood up and raised their right hand; just as their ancestors did in the wilderness—the ancient nobles staggered their swords in their hands. Together, make a sacred oath in front of the Lionheart 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 error, I will make the nobles of this new kingdom follow the spirit of the knights—just and strict, and honest. Heroic, kind and generous, I take this oath and keep it with the rest of my life! '
Brando stood up last.
He raised his hand, but watched all this coldly. These people not only lost the lionheart holy sword, but also lost the sword in their hands, so they had forgotten that sacred oath. The sacred contract also lost its effectiveness, the kingdom's cities turned into phantoms, and the vast territory melted like ice and snow in front of him, from mountains to plains, from forests to oceans, and only one voice reverberated from then on.
revolution.
Brando gently closed his eyelids, and the sword of the earth vibrated at a distance from him, as if feeling the excitement of his master. The sword general broke out, but Brando calmed down a little—not yet time. The flames are spreading from the ground, and the magma will be out of its staleness, but not yet in time.
"Two hundred and sixty years ago, my ancestor, the last king of the Westfah dynasty, lost the responsibility of the Lionheart Sacred Sword and surrendered the throne to His Majesty Luxon I. He was also the opener of the Corkova dynasty, Eru. Because of the creator of ZTE, it is undeniable that this wise king created the grand scene of Eruin that lasted for nearly a hundred years. However, two centuries later, the kingdom declined again and history returned to its original point—"
The Duke of Westfah continued: "My niece, Princess Griffin, a descendant of Emperor Luxon I, then can you agree with this?"
As soon as his voice fell, there was another discussion in the darkness around him. Everyone knows that under high-sounding rhetoric, there is a naked desire for power that cannot be concealed, but it has to be said that the lines of the Duke of Westfah still resonated with many people. It is undeniable that due to the decline of Eru to Sri Lanka, the Corcovado royal family bears the unshirkable responsibility.
Everyone turned their eyes to the Royal Highness Princess of the Kingdom. Griffith looked up unchanged because of Princess Griffith's expression: "I don't agree with you, Lord Duke."
There was an uproar.
Brando stared at the princess. He knew she had a noble wish in her heart, but he had to commit herself to the mud. He wanted to see how she would speak and how to support Eruin in the darkness. That fragile belief. Compared with the shining ten years that followed by Eluin, now is undoubtedly the darkest moment before dawn.
Anlek remained expressionless and said nothing. Almost everyone fell to the side of Grand Duke Westfah. Her Royal Highness looked like a lone boat in a storm. The royal party who looked so close to her couldn't even make a weak voice at this moment.
"So, the Corcovado family intends to abandon everyone and go its own way?" Duke Sifah's expression was cold, his expressions and expressions were as strong as thunder.
"The Corcovado royal family will fulfill the responsibilities of the royal family, but if some people want to break the agreement of the sages, then I will never take a step back." Griffiy replied without fear.
"What did you say?"
"According to the agreement, my younger brother is the legal heir to the kingdom. No matter you are a clever tongue, my uncle—you cannot change this fact. As for my elder brother, the Corkova royal family will never allow a father-killing The king killer ascended to the throne and proclaimed the king, let alone my stepmother, the queen, as long as I live here for one day, she will never be allowed to tear up the sacred covenant with those villains and trap Eru in an unrighteous place."
As soon as the princess made this statement, the hall was so quiet that needles could be heard. Although everyone present at the meeting understood that the death of Obergus VII might be a bit weird, but never dreamed that the princess of the kingdom would be so staunch, and said these ugly things on the spot. So much so that Grand Duke Sifah took a breath, his face turned white.
"Nonsense!" Grand Duke Sifah scolded angrily: "His Royal Highness, please be your own identity!"
"Self-holding identity?" Griffin seemed to be irritated. She clenched her silver teeth and clenched her fists: "My lord, you let me hold my own identity? Then I ask you, who is my father when he is dead. He is together? Then I would like to ask you. When my father secretly sent me a secret letter to ask me to save him, I was blocked outside the palace gate. Where are you? As a child, you can only watch yourself. My father died at the hands of the traitorous villain-Lord Duke, would you still let me hold my identity?"
At the end of her speech, her voice was close to whimpering. Everyone saw the strong princess shed tears. She trembled all over, clenched her fists, but still held her chest proudly, facing all her enemies proudly. At this moment, she was no longer the princess of Eruin, but a daughter who was in grief and indignation for her father. However, the pride of the royal family was superimposed on him, and everyone produced a kind of Obergus VII. Right in front of them, accusing the queen and his party of the illusion of crime.
Everyone looked at each other.
Most of the nobles said that their eyes were cast on the Duke of Westfah and the priests of the temple.
Grand Duke Sifah's face was pale, as if he was pierced by Griffin's gaze. He took a step back and couldn't help but exchange a color with the main priest of Murros not far away, so that he could bear his anger. "His Royal Highness, I think you may be too excited. The first king has always been in poor physical condition. There may be some misunderstandings in it..." He knew what his sister had done, and couldn't help but replied somewhat eccentrically.
Griffith bit his lower lip and stared at him fiercely.
At this time, Murros finally came out to make a relief: "His Royal Highness, I understand your feelings, but now in this meeting we are not discussing the death of His Majesty Obergus VII. I also ask you to help Eruin. The people consider that once the kingdom is caught in the flames of war, the lives will be destroyed, and the sacrifices will be your father’s people. The first king Eke is here, I’m afraid I won’t have the heart to let this happen. Everyone in this room remembers what you engraved on the sword. Swear?"
Although the new chief priest has a gloomy face, his voice is extremely gentle, as if there is a deceptive power. Brando gave a terrible cry, and said that he hadn't paid much attention to this old guy before, only to realize that this guy turned out to be an Eruintong. As soon as he opened his mouth, he hit the weakness of Her Royal Highness, a high-level figure in the Temple of Flames. Sure enough, no one eats dry rice. He looked at Griffin again, wanting to see how the princess would answer.
"Once the kingdom falls into the flames of war," Her Royal Highness turned her head, the tears on her cheeks were not dry, she smiled sadly: "Elu is so poor and weak, but you still don't want to repent. The kingdom falls into the flames of war-the kingdom will surely fall into the flames of war. A hundred years later, there are only ruins left on this land. I don’t know you, what face is there to go to see the ancient people of Eruin, and what face is to go to see His Majesty Ek?"
There was an uproar in the hall.
Brando almost bounced from his seat in shock. He stared at the weak half-elf girl who was only seventeen years old. She stood there, isolated and helpless, but her eyes seemed to penetrate history. In the fog, I saw the inevitable ending of Eruin. Did she actually see it? She actually saw it!
Brando has always believed that Her Royal Highness chose the wrong path, and eventually went to the abyss with this kingdom. But he did not expect that His Royal Highness had already seen her destiny, had already seen the blood flowing into the darkness and thorns, burning in the flames of hell and unchangeable destruction—
What kind of power controls her, just supporting a hope? Or is it the responsibility of the royal family? Brando looked at the half-elf girl who was only seventeen years old, and suddenly felt a little breathless.
"Your Royal Highness, you are alarmist." Murros replied lightly: "The Temple of Flame will never allow the kingdom it protects to be destroyed."
Griffiy glanced at him calmly, "Master priest, tell me."
"Eluin's time has come to choose a new master. The nobles of the kingdom are all here, so let them decide the fate of the kingdom once again in accordance with the ancient agreement." Murros replied, "Presumably this will also happen." It is the voice of this ancient kingdom. We let it reverberate in this sacred temple once again, signing a sacred contract. The glory and justice are all here."
The Duke of Westfah showed his face, and the Duke Anlek had drooped eyelids and expressionless face. Most of the other nobles agreed. Only the envoy of the Grand Duke Vieiro did not make any expressions, and the Count Janirasu, the admiral Turning his gaze to the person of Her Royal Highness, she also pressed down to make a statement.
For a time, inside the huge palace, there was actually a one-sided situation. The royal party set its sights on Grand Duke Anlek, but did not get the slightest response from the latter-Brando couldn't help being slightly surprised when he saw this scene; this was very different from history, and the royal party was actually at the meeting. Falling into absolute disadvantage. He stared at Anlek coldly, and slightly loosened his hand on the hilt of the sword of the earth through the dimension hole.
The development of the situation exceeded his expectations, allowing him to suppress the killing intent once again.
Fortunately, take a look again.
"your Highness?"
"I will never allow it." Griffin seemed to have expected such a situation earlier, and replied coldly and categorically.
"Your Royal Highness, I suggest you don't go your own way," Bishop Murros's expression changed. He didn't expect that the princess wouldn't even give him face: "Even the royal family needs aristocrats to rule this country. Just go it alone, just Will cause all the Corcovado family to betray their relatives-I think, you don't want to let the kingdom nobles kill each other?"
This is the naked threat.
But there was no trace of fear on the princess's face. She replied faintly: "There is no king on the throne. When the nobles bleed, Eluin will choose another king, but there is still one condition that needs to be met. I think, everyone. Have you forgotten the ancient oath?"
Lion Heart Sword.
Everyone’s complexion changed. It was then that the Duke of Westfah wanted to establish another king. First of all, according to the oath of the prince Eck, "If one day, the Eruin nobles forget their duties, then this sword Come from there, go back there, and no longer bless this country. 'Retrieve the sword of the lion heart. This sword has been lost for more than two hundred and sixty years, and no one knows its whereabouts.
And this sword happened to be lost by the Sifah dynasty, which is why the last generation of the Sifah dynasty gave way to the Corkova family. If this sword does not return for one day, it proves that the Sifah family is not qualified to re-elect the throne in one day.
Everyone was stunned for a while. The oath of Xianjun Ake was a heavy shackle locked in the hearts of the Eruin nobles. It was the foundation of Eruin’s nationhood. No one dared to deny it, because it was tantamount to denying it. The existence of nobility itself. As soon as the princess said this, the hall was suddenly quiet and audible.
Then, everyone suddenly remembered one thing, everyone present turned their heads and their eyes fell in the direction of Brando.
To be precise, it fell on Dilphary, Earl of Yanbao.
Brando was startled slightly, and he turned his head. Only to realize that the countess didn’t have the slightest stunned face. She seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago. Her expression was calm, but her snow-white face was a little dazed. She looked at Griffin not far away, and there was something complicated in her eyes. The look of struggling.
"Dilphary?"
"Mr. Brando, do you think Master Martha always looks after people of purity and justice?" Miss Countess let out a sigh of relief, and asked insignificantly.
Brando was startled slightly, but the Earl of Yanbao Dilfei Rui had already stood up in full view. She wore the family's glorious emblem—a coat of arms of a broken sword on her chest. Brando looked at this coat of arms and suddenly remembered something. A rumor about the most mysterious family in this kingdom, his expression changed, but the countess had already spoken to Princess Griffin in the distance: "The sword guard family hereby greets the king of Eruin, the princess, three Months ago... The lion heart sword's sword seat is broken, and the kingdom has reached the time to choose a new master..."
When Dilfieri answered like this, her body couldn't help shaking. She was Griffin's best friend, but she understood that when she said that, she was hurting the other person.
"I'm sorry, Griffin, I don't know why this happened. The sword seat was shattered, and the sword guard family also lost the meaning of existence. Your Royal Highness..." After speaking, the countess couldn't help crying.
"It doesn't matter, Dilphary, the kingdom will honor you again. The Lionheart Sacred Sword never disappoints anyone who is loyal to this kingdom and its subjects—" Griffith smiled slightly, and she raised her head. , Just to see Grand Duke Sifah with a face in hand, and Muros with a gloomy face. "His Royal Highness, the facts are already in sight." Duke Sifah said triumphantly: "The Sword Seat of the Holy Sword is broken, and it is meaningless for the Corkova royal family to sit on the Throne again. When the kingdom arrives, it will choose a new one. King's time."
"According to the sacred agreement, now is the time to return the right of choice to the nobles of Eruin." Murros also nodded.
"Really, then who do you think is the new king of Eluin?" Princess Griffin asked suddenly.
"Of course it is—" Duke Sifah said immediately, knowing that the nobles present had been subdued by the temple, even Duke Anlek was no exception. The temple strongly supported the Sifah family to retake Eruin, and now it seems that even God’s will is on his side. The fragmentation of the holy sword sword seat can explain all this-he is proud and only waits to say the one that cannot be changed. name.
But at this moment, Grand Duke Sifah opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost—find that he couldn't speak anymore.
Because he saw a girl.
In other words, it should be a trainee female knight. The female knight is standing next to Her Royal Highness. The Grand Duke Sifah is familiar with the other party—by the way, this girl has the famous'scepter of fire' in her face. Everton's shadow, is it his descendants? But this is not the key, the key lies in the sword held high in the hands of the female knight.
The sword is four feet long, and the handguards are like spreading wings. The golden lion bites the sword and the blade is as cold as a pool of snow and silver.
The blade of the sword swayed slightly, and it was raised so brightly, the light from the sword was like the first sunlight of melting snow in winter, flowing into the eyes of everyone present.
Lionheart Sword—
"It's impossible!" someone in the crowd couldn't help but screamed.
"If one day the Eruin nobles forget their duties, then this sword will come from there, go back there, and no longer bless the country. But as long as there are people loyal to the oath on the sword, it will remain Blessing everything that belongs to this glorious land-the Corcovado family has never forgotten the oath of the prince, I don’t know what about the princes here?” Griffin looked at the sword, also a little fascinated. But she turned her head and asked in a cold voice.
"No," Grand Duke Sifah was a little incoherent by this dramatic scene: "No, this can't be true! The Lionheart Sacred Sword has been lost for more than two or three hundred years. Without a clue, they would never be able to say anything. Find it out. Lord Murros, please believe me, this must be a fake."
The chief priest of Merros also turned his head, staring at Griffin with sharp eyes like an eagle: "His Royal Highness, can you prove that the Lionheart Sword in your hand is the real Eke's Lionheart Sword?"
"Master, do you suspect that I lied on this occasion?" Griffiy asked coldly.
"No, I just keep the rigor necessary for the notary, Your Royal Highness."
Griffith frowned. The hall fell into silence for a while. The Lionheart Sacred Sword was like a symbol of Eruin. No one thought that the chief priest and Grand Duke Sifah would even dare to deny the account in front of this sword. Some clever people were afraid that they would immediately I realized that the contradiction between the two parties may have reached the point of endless death. It's just that everyone is staring at the princess and Grand Duke Sifah, wanting to see the final result of this confrontation.
Even Grand Duke Anlek lifted his eyelids slightly for the first time.
At this time, a calm and solemn voice sounded from outside the hall: "I can prove that this sword is a real lion heart sword—"
Everyone turned their heads when they were startled, the door of Lokshbe Palace opened, and a figure stepped into the hall under the sunlight flowing in from outside the door. He carried the light, the light behind him was like swords, and everyone couldn’t help squinting their eyes—but these swords dissipated with one of the hilts, and then everyone could see the person who came—that was a A knight wrapped in emerald armor.
"Ah!" Countess Dilfieri was so frightened for a while, she sat on the chair blankly, "How could it be..."
This is... The Knight of the Lake! Brando also stood up from his seat at once, he suddenly felt that history is really amazing.
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