The maid Edsa looked out of the terrace with some worry. The blue sky was washed away, but under the veil-like clouds, this increasingly heavier port seemed to hide a certain uneasy haze. In her eyes, a tile-red roof stretches into the distance, and the magnificent buildings depict a unique landscape in the Pasha Road area.
That is the glitz, exquisiteness, and comfort of the nobility. But the traces of the torrential rain are still there, and the broken branches in the courtyard that have not been cleaned seem to represent some kind of bad omen.
"I asked them to clean them up, the people below are too shameless." Edsha sighed and said softly. But instead of talking to himself, he asked softly.
She stared at the back of the man on the terrace, her long dark brown and black hair flowing like a waterfall on the red cloak. The edge of the cloak was trimmed with snow-white fur, and it was hanging down to the ground.
"Edessa, no need. I can't notice anyway. You know, but you don't need to be so careful." The man opened his mouth, his voice as gentle as gurgling water. He raised his head, as if taking a deep breath: "Hmm... do you feel it? This is the smell after the storm, only now the air is the cleanest, as if the world is completely new."
"But it's actually very messy outside at this season. The branches blown by the wind, the tiles scraped from the roof," Edsha replied: "For ordinary people, going to the streets at this time is also the same. A dangerous thing."
"Hey, Edsha, if you don't say it, I don't know? You always do this. Is this world so useless in your eyes." The man couldn't help but smile. Edsha saw him sigh, feeling a little uneasy, but still replied, "My task is to tell me what I saw, Your Highness."
The man smiled slightly and did not answer.
Suddenly she saw a group of white pigeons flying away from a certain direction, which should be the square of Newsoc Avenue. The maid stared blankly at the birds spreading their wings and flying high, but it wasn't that she suddenly turned to freedom; she turned around, looked at her master, and asked with some worry: "Your Majesty, it's been many days."
"Don't worry," the man replied. Edsha heard that his tone was not so sure, but she knew her master's temper very well, so she didn't speak any more, but buried the anxiety in her heart well.
This has become accustomed to her.
There was silence in the house for a while, and Edsha quietly watched the pigeons fly away. Suddenly she remembered the stories told by the old people when she was a child. It was said that the birds from the north would go through storms when they migrated south, and fought against their fate day after day in the heavy rain and lightning from the sky, but really Can it? She couldn't help looking at that figure from behind.
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Outside the carriage, the bustling shops constitute a unique landscape of the Hong Kong capital. Although the atmosphere of war seemed to have just faded a little, the merchants recharged Amperisel with prosperous vitality.
Brando opened the carriage door and carefully helped Antitina from the carriage. This is a bit embarrassing for the lady of the staff. As a servant, this should be her job.
Instead of letting Lord Lord turn it around.
Next came the merchant lady, and Roman immediately jumped from the carriage into Brando's arms. Then the business lady giggled and made Brando toss her tender cheek irritably.
"Ah!" Roman's small eyebrows were immediately erected.
Brando raised his head and looked at the carriage on the other side of the square. The curtain of the carriage was slightly lifted, and the half-elf girl watched them from behind, and then nodded slightly to him.
Although Her Royal Highness was eager to find a way to quell the chaos in the north as soon as possible, the time to meet the chief priest of Wood was finally delayed until the next day—
The current Amperexel is full of forces from all sides. But in the final analysis, it was the power of the princess that had the upper hand, followed by the temple and the nobles in the north. After this well-known mistake, the temple's supposed strength had to be temporarily hidden under the table.
As the ultimate responsibility for this incident, Wood is actually not the number one person in the Temple of Flame in Amperthel Port. After he left the position of the chief priest, the temple has determined a new candidate. The new chief priest Gladys is not well-known in the temple, but Brando is very familiar with this consistent neutral; this is a good old man, and he has served as the chief priest in the Principality of Antobro. He has been calling on the temple to maintain justice. , Neutral attitude, the temple sent this person to Amperexel can also see the Cruz people’s attitude towards the North and South forces—the new chief priest will not arrive at this port until the middle of the year, so Wood is still taking care of the chief priest. Some of the daily affairs.
Yesterday, when the princess took him to meet with the acting chief priest, Wood, she didn't expect that the latter happened to go out of the city to appease the people in the diocese. It was not until early the next morning that the invitation card from the master priest was sent to the hands of the two.
Brando brought Antitina this time, but the merchant lady was noisy and clamored to follow her, for some reason—mainly because the lady was so eye-catching for everyone in the final battle, plus Titan’s During a series of discussions on the ownership of the wreck, Lord Roman’s key identity as the actual manipulator—the eldest lady’s name is already well-known to the port, so it’s not that Brando took her with him. A very shocking thing. Of course, the most important thing is that Brando understands that he is absolutely impossible to defeat the mischievous merchant lady anyway.
Princess Griffith took her brother with her. The four-person carriage quickly met in the central square. At the invitation of the princess, Brando and the lady of staff changed to the carriage, and the three squeezed into the carriage painted with the emblems of lilies and crescent. Brando saw the little prince Haruze sitting next to the princess at the first glance.
The historical Prince Haruze sat quietly next to his sister, just like Brando's impression a few years later, this is still a quiet and weak teenager, or rather a child. He put both hands cramped on his knees, his head hanging down, and the soft hair on his forehead almost fell to the collar of his chest, if it weren't for a white shirt with royal coat of arms and a saber with a lion pattern. , It’s hard for you to believe at first glance that this will be the future king of Eruin.
Griffin couldn't help sighing when he saw his brother look like this. In her opinion, Brando must occupy an important position in this kingdom in the future. She originally wanted her brother to have a good relationship with the kingdom’s "important minister"; in fact, she even hoped that Brando could become Ha Luze’s teacher—this is not a fantasy. Brando’s current strength is entirely determined by his qualifications to take up this position. If he needs to be humble, all Eruin comes from the ZTE era except Tulaman. Apart from the old monster of, I am afraid that no one can admit that he is qualified to teach the prince.
But Her Royal Highness also knew that with her younger brother's performance, it might be difficult to get into the eyes of her own'knight'. After all, the status of the teacher and the student complemented each other. In her opinion, Brando does not need a royal student to show off his identity, but he is not necessarily willing to teach an ineffective disciple to discredit his face.
Of course, some people may covet this position because they want to show favor to the royal family. Griffith is used to such cases. Overwell was willing to teach her swordsmanship back then, part of the reason, everyone knows Obergus VII's love for his daughter.
But it's a pity not everyone is Sir Wolf, nor is everyone Brando, Princess Griffith only sighed faintly when she thought about this.
But what she didn't expect was that Brando, who was sitting quietly by the side, was very interested in the little prince when she felt a little hopeless. He was sitting next to the lady of the staff. Her Royal Highness didn’t speak for a while. The merchant lady was curiously opening a drawer on one side of the carriage and looking for small snacks from it—obviously it’s not the first time she rides in Princess Griffin’s carriage. In short, the carriage No one initiated the topic for a while, and through this brief silence in Nei, Brando carefully looked at the future King of Eruin on the opposite side.
To be honest.
This is the first time he has seen the little prince in this life, and even with the previous life, he and the prince have only a few sides. Although he had been in contact with the upper circles of the kingdom during the last period of Eluin’s rejuvenation in that era, he was still not familiar with the prince.
certainly.
In name, Haruze should be regarded as the king of Eruin at that time.
Just because of some well-known reasons, such as the obstruction of Duke Anlek, the future King might not have a day of independence. And in fact, he himself lacks this ability. The Prince Haruze in Brando's memory is just as introverted and cowardly as he is now. This is almost the most deadly shortcoming of being a royal family-even a nobleman.
Cruz’s famous Lord of the Lowlands, Holland has a famous line in the game: "Nobles can be vicious, sinister, greedy, and even inaction, but they must not lack responsibility!"
And Prince Haruze happened to be such a person.
His temper is said to be closely related to the new queen of Obergus VII. This is just a rumor, but the court struggle has more or less developed the prince’s timid temperament; Princess Griffin is deep. Beloved by the old king, but Brando knew that in the royal family, Sifah had always been in the upper hand, the queen's side.
Prince Haruze in history finally woke up after his sister, Princess Griffith, was murdered by others. But it was too late. Later, Madara invaded Eruin for the third time, and Eruin perished.
Brando left this sad place after that. Later, there were rumors that Ike and Yula’s daughter Elara re-established Eruin’s resistance organization. Some people say that Prince Haruze did not die in the fire when the capital was broken, but was crossed. Buja was rescued and later married Elara.
But these are all rumors, and no one has seen them with their own eyes. Not to mention Brando, who was already far away in Saint-Osor at that time.
But history did not make Brando contempt the prince, on the contrary, it just deepened his curiosity. He read an article on the Internet that a certain Eruin netizen introduced the prince. It is said that although Prince Haruze is shy and introverted, he is actually very outstanding in many aspects, especially in learning magic and swordsmanship. The talent is extremely outstanding.
The article even hinted that the prince might be a chosen one.
Of course, this is just a one-sided statement for Brando. But it does not prevent him from searching for the truth. As far as he knows, Prince Haruze has been learning swordsmanship under the guidance of Princess Griffin since he was a child. It is said that he has not been effective. This also makes Her Royal Highness very desperate. Then that article Where does the argument for this come from
Or is it just eye-catching
Brando looked at the hand of the little prince Haruze, she was white and slender like a woman. He couldn't help shook his head. This was not a pair of hands that used swords all the time, let alone the hands of a person with outstanding sword skills.
As we all know, any talent comes from hard training. Even a swordsman genius like Buja is the fruit of countless hours of training. There has never been a truth in this world for nothing. Of course, Brando knows that his situation is an exception, but he does not think that Prince Haruze and I am also a cross-party.
But in history, did this little prince hate swordsmanship, or was he not good at swordsmanship himself? Which party was right? Brando was sitting in the carriage, but Haruze seemed to have noticed his gaze and shrank his hands in fright.
"What's the matter?" Her Royal Highness immediately realized the abnormality of her brother, and she asked somewhat displeasedly. The royal family's education requires their descendants to maintain a minimum appearance under all circumstances, and Haruze's performance today is obviously a bit excessive.
She knew that her brother was always introverted and afraid of life, but it was too much to be so helpless. Especially she didn't want Haruze to leave the impression that he could be deceived in front of Brando.
Seeing his sister's seriousness, Haruze was startled, and stammered: "No... nothing, sister."
"His Royal Highness, the Little Prince is only ten years old this year, right? At this age, it seems too early to practice magic." Brando suddenly narrowed his eyes and said.
The nobles often let their children follow some famous palace wizards to learn magic and knowledge, such as the chief palace wizard Li Woods who died in the Battle of Amperthel to Princess Griffin, and the stranger Garlock to the king. The eldest son is the other sister.
But in fact, all Warend's magic will eventually involve the extraction of power from the sea of magical power. Although it is designed to weave the rules, the dark magic will more or less affect the caster, so most of the wizards are weaker in physique.
For the same reason, generally speaking, although most apprentices of wizards begin to learn related knowledge at the age of four or five, they usually start to learn magic after they reach adulthood. Or at least after the age of thirteen.
But Brando found something interesting in Haruze.
He could almost believe that the little prince had practiced black magic.