When the wheels of the carriage ran over the gap between the slabs and the connection between the slabs, they vibrated slightly and made uninterrupted rutting sounds. The carriage shook slightly, but it was quiet for a while.
Princess Griffin seemed to understand Brando’s question, and her silver-gray eyes showed a trace of doubt, "Magic? Mr. Brando, Haruze has not yet started to practice magic, I intend to make him mature. Consider again, not to mention that Haruze, as a member of the royal family... Actually, I don't intend to let him get too close to the wizards."
This is a tradition in the World of Warnd. Nobles often make their children practice magic, but there is rarely a similar situation in the royal family. Magic is related to mysterious and unknown power, and as heirs to the throne, he should stay away from unpredictable dangers as much as possible. Even in those big aristocratic families, the eldest son rarely had a sorcerer background. Even if Princess Griffin was herself, Lewoods was nothing more than a teacher of her occult, wizarding etiquette, and history.
"Is that so..." Brando stared between Haruze's thumb and forefinger. The sides of the magic triangle were nearly transparent. This was at least once the magic stimulated a reaction; but it was not like his first time. After taking the wind, the ring formed a solid law. There is only one spell in Brando's memory that can cause such a change, and that is black magic.
"Is there any problem, Mr. Brando?" Princess Griffith frowned and glanced at her brother. Haruzer lowered her head in fear and put her hands between her knees.
But Brando opened his mouth somewhat flatly: "No, I just feel that His Royal Highness's hands are more like wizards than swordsmen. When ordinary noble children are as old as him, they have already begun to practice swordsmanship, right?" While talking, he saw His Royal Highness Haruze lifted his head and glanced at him in surprise; Brando looked at Princess Griffin not paying attention, and blinked at the little prince-scared the former hurriedly lowered his head. As if for fear of being noticed by his sister.
The princess didn't pay attention here, and she felt a little blush. Haruze indeed started to practice swordsmanship very early. The problem is how she is ashamed to say that her younger brother is an ineffective guy, not to mention practicing swordsmanship, even the courage to hold the sword is lacking.
"Haruze...Because I have not spared much time to take care of him after leaving the capital..." Finally she sighed, still taking the responsibility on herself.
"Sister..." Haruze said weakly.
"You shut up," Princess Griffin said suddenly and sternly: "There is also your own reason in this, you should review it." Brando looked at the brother and sister a little bit amused, he thought maybe it was small The cowardly side of the prince is also due to the eldest princess, because compared to the average sister, Princess Griffin is too strong.
Haruze was reprimanded by his sister, and as expected he buried his head obediently and stopped talking, like a shivering animal curled up.
But Brando knowingly asked: "There are also Sir Overwell and Lord Macaroo, aren't they? If I remember correctly, these adults are all famous swordsmen in the kingdom."
He suddenly noticed that Roman on the side was feeding a white cat with a biscuit. The white cat was sitting on her lap. He didn't even notice when the little thing appeared. She only saw her holding her head up and squinting her golden eyes to look at him. Antitina on the side noticed her lord's gaze. She turned her head and curiously reached out and stroked the cat's head.
Brando turned his head when he saw the cat squinted comfortably. The princess obviously also noticed this scene, but she did not realize Brando's purpose in asking like this, but replied: "They have all taught Haruze, but Haruze's talent in swordsmanship..." half The elven girl showed a disappointed look, and a little helpless.
From the more distant ages, the nobles have to lead their own people to fight and fight against the invasion of monsters. The strength of the nobles means whether he has the ability to protect those who depend on them. Although the era of peace began to extend as the boundaries of civilization expanded, the symbolic meaning of swordsmanship of the nobility is far greater than its actual meaning, but as the heir to the throne, it is a waste in itself, which will more or less affect him. The majesty in the eyes of officials.
"Swordsmanship talent is only one aspect of the problem. Normal people have entered the golden age of learning from the age of twelve. It is not too early to make a statement. However, for a qualified swordsman, the first thing to have is the courage to overcome oneself." Brando looked at Haruze and said slowly. He didn't know whether the prince had the talents, but he knew that for the prince, the problem might not be the talent at all.
And on the guts.
Princess Griffin looked at him in surprise. Her Royal Highness certainly heard Brando's overtones, "Mr. Brando, what do you mean?"
She was a little desperate at first. Overwell once taught Haruze the swordsmanship for a period of time. Although the wolf lord was patient, he couldn't give Haruze the courage to face his sword.
Brando nodded. This is also his original idea. In his vision, a kingdom like Eruin will eventually move towards a political system similar to the noble councils of the Cruz people before and after the Second Age. It seems that Her Royal Highness is also aware of this. But before then, Eluin finally over-completed the king of this transformation, at least what he didn't want to see was a cowardly man at the mercy of others.
What's more, if the players on the forum are right, Haruzeri should become an outstanding king.
"His Royal Highness, do you also want me to be Prince Haruze's teacher?" He thought for a while and asked, "But I don't have any experience here, and there is no guarantee that I will be able to teach the Prince something."
Brando was not humble, just a shot. Before him, Overwell and Li Woods had served as the teacher of the little prince, and he thought that apart from his foresight of the future and an inside story, he was not necessarily better than these outstanding people of this era. , And even far worse.
On the other hand, he really has no experience. However, he is more inclined to use the little prince as an experiment. The worst result will not bring any negative effects, but if it succeeds, the gain will be too great.
What's more, to have a good relationship with the future king, both in Haruze and the princess, you can get a higher reputation. Brando knows how much the princess cares about his younger brother.
Princess Griffin's thoughts are completely different from Brando. The inheritance of the sword saint Darus, just this is enough for Brando to become the teacher of the prince. She knew that there were huge personal connections behind that, not to mention that Brando himself was also excellent in swordsmanship and knowledgeable.
She took a breath, and she really felt her love for Brando deepened. Finally, she managed to contain the surprise in her heart, and immediately said to the brother beside her: "Haruze, call the teacher."
But Haruze raised his head, glanced at Brando a little fearfully, then turned his head and whispered: "Sister..." He was obviously still worried about Brando revealing his secrets before.
Princess Griffin hadn’t expected her brother’s inner world at all. She frowned like a stern mother, and said without denying: "Haruze, Mr. Brando is the swordsman of Darius. Descendants, even Mr. Buga's swordsmanship is not as good as Mr. Brando. What's more, Mr. Brando is very knowledgeable. Even Mr. Lee Woods and Lord Garlock also praised him. As your teacher, what are you dissatisfied with?"
Her tone became more severe, and Haruze was startled. The little prince lowered his head to Brando reluctantly, and whispered: "Teacher." The voice was soft and soft like a lamb, making Brando dumbfounded. He could clearly see that although the prince was respectful and respectful, just don't say it was himself at this moment, even a pig under the persecution of the princess, Haruze could obediently call it a teacher.
Fortunately, he is not in a hurry. Haruze is nothing more than a weak-character child. If he can't handle even a child in his two lives, it's better to go home and grow sweet potatoes.
Besides, the prince still has a handle in his hands.
Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
Then the two exchanged sabers in accordance with the etiquette of the World of Vaughan. Of course, this was just a ritual. The process was that Haruze first took off his sabre and handed it to Brando. Then Brando turned the sword around and gave it to the prince. In the classical era, this process symbolized the teacher's gift of knowledge and sharp swords to students, but nowadays this ritual has become a ceremonial form.
And after completing this formal etiquette, Brando has the reality of teachers and students for Prince Haruze. In fact, Brando, as a player, has heard of the existence of this etiquette, but he is not clear about the details. Generally speaking, teachers, professors and students have a certain period of observation. This will be officially held when they are satisfied. Ceremony, so of course he didn't know that her Royal Highness in such a hurry to let Haruze perform this ceremony was actually a small calculation for him.
In Warnd, once the name of teachers and students is established, it is not so easy to get rid of it.
But fortunately, Brando actually doesn't care about this. However, if Princess Griffin knew that the knight in front of her was only interested in experimenting with her brother, she might be angry and stabbed him to death in the carriage.
It's a pity that the two of them had their own small calculations, and they didn't notice the other party's'conspiracy' for a while.
The carriage quickly arrived at the destination—a gate to the courtyard of a manor in the Pasha Road area. Because the reconstruction of the Great Temple of Anderfol is far from complete, the priest Wood has been living here for some time recently. Both Princess Griffin and Brando have heard that this place should belong to the Westfach family in Ampere. A real estate in Thirl, but neither of them is of the same age as a small belly, so they don't really mind it.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the courtyard. Obviously Wood had long been prepared to welcome the visit of His Royal Highness, and soon there were servants who opened the way for them and led everyone into the courtyard. When I got out of the car, Antitina hurriedly took Roman to the front, and Her Royal Highness was also one step ahead, leaving only Brando and Prince Haruze walking in the back.
This is actually a tradition. Her Royal Highness understands that Brando, as a teacher, must have something to say to her new students. But what she admired a little was that the lady of Brando's staff was so smart and capable, she actually reacted even earlier than her.
The etiquette of these upper-class nobles, you must know that most people don't understand much, even in half of the noble families, few people pay attention to it.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Antitina more.
On the other hand, Brando did have something to say to Haruze. But when he got out of the car, he saw Prince Haruze walking alone at least two or three meters away from him, as if he were a scourge. However, the little prince still knows the basic etiquette, and dare not go beyond, and walks side by side with him.
Brando looked at the prince who was walking with his head down amused. Of course he knew what he was afraid of: "His Royal Highness Haruze."
Haruze was taken aback and looked up at him. "Wh, how... Teacher..."
"Her Royal Highness, she doesn't even know?" Brando asked.
Haruze's face turned pale: "Old, teacher... I..."
"Who taught you?" Brando asked. Of course he was talking about the little prince's practice of black magic. He didn't come out under the princess palace at the time, first, he wanted to leave a handle, and second, he didn't want things to make a big deal.
The prince of a country practises black magic, which of course is justified in Madara. But in Eruin, the kingdom under the rule of this temple of flames, that was an incredible event. Brando first thought of conspiracy, but he did not rule out other possibilities.
First of all, he needs to get the answer here in Haruze.
But Haruze shook his head vigorously: "No, no one taught me..."
This certainly doesn't sound like the truth. But Brando was puzzled to see that the little prince's face was red, and he didn't look like a lie. He was slightly startled, wondering if it was really what he expected
He asked curiously: "What the hell is going on, Haruze, now that I am your teacher, you must answer my questions truthfully. I can promise not to tell your sister."
This sentence obviously had a miraculous effect on Haruze. The boy raised his head and glanced weakly at Brando, as if he was a little skeptical, but in the end he mustered up the courage and asked, "Really?"
"I promise, even the princess believes in me, do you believe me?" Brando replied shamelessly. He couldn't help but want to scratch his face, he felt that he blushed a little bit by saying this, but it was just to coax the child anyway, he just thought he hadn't heard it.
Haruze considered it for a moment, and nodded honestly: "Actually... I don't know why, teacher."
"Huh?" Brando was taken aback, this question was almost as if he hadn't answered it. But he heard the clue and asked hurriedly: "You don't know why it's going on?"
"Just... I don't know if that counts as magic..."
"Have you secretly been to the royal library?" Brando asked immediately.
Haruze was stunned, glanced at him with some fear, and nodded. Sure enough, Brando felt clear for a while, and then asked: "Did you read the book inside?"
Nodding again.
"Have you imitated what's inside?"
"Hmm..." answered meticulously.
"several times?"
"Only once... Don't tell your sister, Lord Earl." Haruze quickly pleaded in a low voice. In his opinion, Brando was already similar to a monster, and he couldn't think of how the Lord Earl guessed all this.
He just accidentally entered those forbidden areas once before leaving the capital, and only once. And he thought no one knew this.
He couldn't help looking at Brando with some horror.
Brando also looked at his new student, and he was already convinced that something on the forum might be true.