The cyan rider galloped along the slope, Bunid's hands covered in scale armor tightly grasped the reins and turned his head back on the horse. Several huge light doors were opening on the horizon in the direction north of Ampersel. Countless armies are pouring out of it, densely forming the same patch of ants.
"In another half an hour, the complete organization of the Black Blade Legion will appear on the battlefield of Ampersel, and the Cruzes will also intervene."
"My lord, what do you think?"
The commander of the Highland Knights solemnly watched as patches of small black spots rise from the horizon-that was the Dragon Battalion of the Black Blade Legion-instantly covering the sky and rushing towards Amperethel.
This number... is far more than the Black Blade Legion. It seems that the temple has completely deviated from neutrality. The large and small nobles in the north and the hidden forces of the temple in Eruin have all fallen to the Grand Duke of Sifah.
The Cruz people want to solve the problem once and for all.
He turned his head and looked at his men: "What do you think?"
"The Highlander has been waiting for this day for a long time, my lord."
"Everything is the same as that prophecy, sir, we trust your judgment."
"The kingdom tried to forget that war, but the veterans never forgot it one day."
"Because this is an agreement."
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"Because this is an agreement." The bronze dragon Leto looked at the dark sea outside Tonigel and quietly said to Kuran beside him-the situation in the north was tense day by day, maybe it was today, maybe it was yesterday, that The young lord must have also begun to implement his plan in Ampersel—he turned around:
"On the high ground, the knights will never forget the agreement with others."
"So, you found out from the beginning." Kuran asked.
"That swordsmanship is unique," Reto replied: "What's more, a veteran also has his own pride. How can he take orders from a child at will, even if the opponent is a nobleman—"
"Besides, don't you recognize it from the beginning."
"A half-century war," Kuran replied: "The serious disaster that has brought Eruin to the present day. The complete depravity of the nobility since the second revival is only a superficial appearance. In the final analysis, it is still invisible. Hope..."
"Even people like Reid are scared," Reto sighed: "His prestige is second only to Master Marshal. But I don't agree with him. Just wanting to save Eruin is itself. Betray the foundation of this kingdom."
"Why does Elu exist."
"Because I yearn for glory."
"So what was the answer back then?" Kuran asked.
"No one knows," Reto shook his head: "Everyone who knows is no longer in this world. Maybe Master Tulaman knows something, but he also left the kingdom because of this."
"Actually I have a guess."
Reto turned around and looked at the former comrade in curiously.
"Before the trial, Master Marshal asked me a question," Kuran took a deep breath: "What is the truth of history?"
What is the truth of history
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"So," Brando couldn't help looking around inexplicably, and asked, "What the hell is going on?"
"I thought you would ask this question a little later, Lord Lord." Charles replied with an awkward smile. Brando stared at him coldly, not giving this guy a chance to play tricks.
"Actually, the answer is very simple," Shire stammered after looking at the princess. "It's like you might have guessed part of the answer. The relationship between me and you is the relationship between the Highland Knight and his mage. relation."
"Charles."
"No, my lord, I'm not joking with you."
Brando was startled slightly, his mind seemed to be pierced by an electric light in the dark, igniting something in an instant. He looked up and saw Charles looking at him solemnly.
"Exactly, Lord Lord, you are a real highland knight." Charles smiled slightly, smiling a little badly, "I have never told a lie, everything has its own destiny."
"It's impossible, Charles, you're kidding." Brando suddenly felt that something must be wrong in it, "We are not..."
He kind of wanted to say the three words Travelling Master, but when things came, he found that it was so difficult to speak.
"It seems that you understand, Lord Lord. I remember you asked me what a card is, and I answered you this way-a card is a concrete representation of a rule, a collection of concepts, just like you You can summon the Shire with the Highland Servant card, and you can summon Medissa with the Silver Elf Knight. That’s because we have a close connection with you."
"The world of the Master Journey is the reflection of the laws of the world. However, history and cause and effect are also a kind of laws." Charles replied in his mind.
"But what does it matter, I can't be a Highlander..." Brando felt a little unacceptable, as if someone told him that a lie could eventually become a fact after repeated many times, which was a bit of subverting his values. Because he knows better than anyone who he is.
He is Sophie and Brando. He is not even a nobleman. He used to be a game house, but now he is just a fool with heroic dreams. In his previous life, he had nothing to do with this world, and in this life he was just the son of a miller.
The only thing he has a little relationship with the nobleman is probably the mother who is a brother Kadi Lei.
He froze suddenly.
How did the Kadi Lei people leave the Karasu Highland? They have been aristocrats on the high ground for generations, and they have been married to the highland knights for generations. How could his mother marry Braggs? He has avoided thinking about his family throughout this life, and the one who impressed him the most in his memory is probably the grandfather who participated in the'November War'.
But after the Golden Tree, all this was cut off, and he deliberately did not disturb Brando's past peaceful life.
Today, however, all of this seems to have reunited, forming something that he can't ignore.
Charles looked at him, "—from a certain moment, you have become a real highland knight, Lord Lord, you should understand this."
"No," Brando shook his head. "I still don't understand. Even though I may have some connection with the Highland Knights, as far as I know, the Highland Knights inheritance is definitely not like this..."
"Yes," Charles smiled mysteriously: "Lord Lord, you might as well think carefully, why did you summon me? And what is the heritage of the Highland Knight?"
This is not troublesome for Brando. The precepts of the Highland Knights are engraved on the ancient stone slabs of the Karasu Plateau. They are chanted for generations. Many travelers and poets have spoken these precepts and sang them everywhere. As a player, he remembers clearly—Highland Knights have been passed down from generation to generation, and the blood connection cannot be broken. From the moment his descendants took over the sword of the ancestors, he embarked on this path.
But before he could finish this sentence in the future, he suddenly froze.
His face became white.
The sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a sound.
Charles smiled silently.
'Not to mention that my swordsmanship is pretty good. This is not what I brag about. The old sergeant praised me personally, saying that among our students in this period, my swordsmanship is the best. '
'My bedroom door is not far from me, thank you Master Martha, I only need to rush out a few steps to see my sword lying there quietly. '
'That sword is also one of my heirlooms. My grandfather used it in battle. It is said that he served as an attendant for a knight for a period of time, and this sword was bestowed on him by the knight master—'
'That sword should be a 32-year-old standard, with the imprint of ivy on the sword, to commemorate the victory of the Golan-Elsen Plateau battle. '
'I remember that that year His Majesty changed the standard of the cavalry sword, changing the length of the sword from the original two-arm length to one-and-a-half arms. Save costs to adapt to the longer and longer'November War'. '
Brando couldn't hear anything, but felt a bang in his head. It seemed that something exploded. He closed his eyes, thinking that he was a complete idiot in his heart.
What a 32-year-old sword, what commemorates the victory of the Golan-Elsen Plateau battle, what a fool I am. Wasn't it the Highlander who participated in the Golan-Elson Plateau battle? He obviously should remember all this, but because of deliberately neglecting and being misled by Brando's memory, he has forgotten the most important point.
Brando stayed for a long time before finally coming back to his senses. Fortunately, there was another half of his soul in his body, so that he would not be unable to accept this fact. In fact, it was just the opposite. He quickly calmed down. After whispering secretly on this big idiot, Brando, he said Fei looked at the whole thing with her eyes, and then everything seemed simple and clear.
He raised his head and looked at Charles, Overwell, Nimesse and the Princess. It seemed that only these four people knew the truth.
But why these four people are a bit interesting. Brando sorted his thoughts slightly, and then asked, "So, it seems that my grandfather is obviously not just an obscure November War veteran as he said?"
Brando is not stupid enough to think that Her Royal Highness will know every veteran of the November War, not to mention the reaction of her and Overwell before, it is very likely that his grandfather still has a lot of background. After contacting the head of the Highland Knights, Bonid, the identity of the Shire was extremely suspicious.
Brando was suddenly annoyed, and dared to hide the whole thing from him. Although the child was indeed dumb and cute for the past two decades, the plot still made him feel a little bit bloody anyway.
So now, he needs an answer.
"You don't know?" Princess Griffin was taken aback for a moment, but she immediately reacted: "The Marshal did as expected and didn't reveal a word to outsiders."
She looked at Shire to the side: "Mr. Shire?"
Charles couldn't help smiling bitterly: "In fact, this is a misunderstanding, but in fact since that day I came back into this world, I have understood that Alice, the goddess of Gemini, is really weaving the world with thread. fatalistic-"
"Like I said, there is destiny in the dark."
"Marshal?" Brando seemed to have heard an inexplicable word. As far as he knew, Eluin had never had such a rank, position, title or knighthood. "What the hell is this?"
"Lord Lord, in fact, it's just like you guessed. Your grandfather was never an unknown person." Charles sighed, then replied.
Brando was silent. He had already expected this. How could his grandfather's swordsmanship be so extraordinary that a veteran could possess. To say that Reto was also a veteran of the November War, but he was far different than his grandfather.
What's ridiculous is that Brando had thought that his grandfather was just a little bit extraordinary in swordsmanship for nineteen years, which made him a little bit dumbfounded.
The most ridiculous thing is that Brando never even knew what his grandfather's name was. When the old man was still alive, everyone around him called him'Old Tobbs'. But this is obviously a pseudonym, and Brando has never had a famous name overlapping with this name in his memory.
Sure enough, Shire continued to answer: "In fact, all of this has to be talked about from the Highland Knight, just as you expected, Lord Lord-your grandfather used to be a genuine Highland Knight when he was young, and in your body Also flowing with the blood of Highland Knights."
"And at that time, he had a mage attendant called Charles? Paloche."
"Ah—" The young people around seemed to have heard a bizarre story, and suddenly looked at the young mage telling the story with shock. Although Brando had expected it, he couldn't help taking a breath: "Charle? Paloche... Charles? Paloche, Charles, are you the mage of the Paloche family?"
Charles nodded.
"Pelosh is the most prominent title among the tower wizards, and their blood is the closest to the people of silver. If you can have you as an attendant, you don't want to tell me that my grandfather or that I should have the surname Kadi. Loso?"
Princess Griffin intervened: "Mr. Charles, he didn't lie, Brando, your grandfather is a descendant of the most prominent family of the Highland Knights—his real name should be Darus? Cardillo So, what people often say... Dalus, Sword Saint of the Earth..."
Brando felt that he was listening to a legend at that moment, but this time he experienced it personally. In that distant memory, the kingdom was in the most prosperous era of the second restoration. Eluin had three powerhouses who reached the extreme state—Earth Sword Sage Darus, Gurekis of the Kingdom of Heaven, and Secret Silvercastle scholar Tulaman.
But Brandu never dreamed that the most famous of the three would be his grandfather.
He stared at the Princess and Charles in a daze.
Charles couldn't help smiling again: "Lord Lord, but in fact, your grandfather has another name—he is glorified by this name, and he has fallen because of this name—the dragon of Harrasgd, the last holy war was inflamed. Marshal of the Allied Forces of the Temple..."
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"So," Kuran asked at last: "You wrote a letter to Bunid? What did you tell him in the letter?"
Reto nodded and looked at the direction of the sea. After a while, he replied, "I only asked him if he still remembers Harrasgd's dragon."
"Haha," Kuran suddenly laughed: "Naturally remember."
"How can I forget?"