The courtyard was terribly quiet for a while.
Except for the lady of the staff who uttered the short syllables of "ah" and the lady of the businessman who looked around.
Princess Griffin stared at her elder brother as if staring at an object, the expression on her face was so cold that people did not dare to speak easily. Brando even quietly clenched the hilt of the sword under his coat with one hand, staring closely at the actions of the two brothers and sisters. He somewhat suspected that the eldest son of the king had been insane because of the shock, but no matter what In one situation, he can guarantee that as long as the opponent dared to have a slight intention of wrongdoing, he would dare to send the black blade of the Earth Sword into the opponent's heart before that.
As for the identity of Wang's eldest son, does this kind of thing have meaning in Brando's eyes
But Wang’s eldest son didn’t do anything. He stood calmly at the center of gravity where everyone’s eyes met. His long hair fell naturally and his eyes were closed. Can no longer greet ordinary'good afternoon' instead of saying'please give me the throne'.
"Give me a reason, brother." In the end, the princess said in a voice that broke the deathly silence like an ethereal voice falling into the bottom of a well.
However, her face seemed to be sealed with ice.
"The reason is very simple, Griffin," the eldest son of Wang was calm, "because you need time to unify the southern border, south of Ampersel, you can find many supporters, Mr. Brando-the Lord Earl of Tonigel , Maybe it will soon be able to replace the position of Count Jean Denell. There are also Grand Duke Lantonilan and Grand Duke Vieiro, who are not so powerful, and the Highland Knights will also be on your side because of Mr. Brando. With a unified southern border, then the north will no longer be your resistance."
"Then what about you," Princess Griffin asked, "become the king of the north?"
"You need someone to help you turn your back, but it does not hurt the majesty of the royal family. Not only that, compared to you, the nobles in the north accept me more easily, because the Westfah family has natural leadership over them. Except. In addition, Griffin, there is a war waiting for us in the north, and I can be your natural shield. A unified south and a war-torn north, which wins and loses, is already for you It's clear at a glance."
Brando's heart moved slightly.
He couldn't help raising his head, as if he wanted to reconsider the eldest son of Eruin. Her Royal Highness is doing the same with her. She raised her head and asked earnestly: "If this is a lie... it would be a bit too clumsy, brother."
"There will be a battle between the North and the South, but it depends on when it takes place. You and I know very well, Griffin, even now the North has an incomplete Black Blade Legion and a less obedient White Lion Legion. It is actually impossible to defeat the South."
Levin answered calmly, and then he listened, as if confirming that Lord Wood had gone far. "Will the Temple of Flame allow Eruin to have a civil war under such circumstances?"
"will not."
"They hope you can make such a compromise with the North, and it is best if Eruin can maintain the status quo, just like everything that happened after the year of the astrologer."
"but-"
"What if you have the absolute strength to sweep the north? Before they can protest—"
Silence is like the dust that settles in the courtyard, making all other sounds lie motionless on the ground.
"I'll be honest," Brando finally couldn't help but asked as if he had thought about it for a long time: "His Royal Highness, although the queen and Duke Sifah treat you as a puppet, as far as I know you are actually there. Participate in this'game' behind?"
Levin turned his head suddenly, facing the direction of the sound.
His long-sword-like eyebrows constricted, and the whole person seemed to grow taller: "You are better than I thought, Mr. Brando, I am glad that you are not your enemy. Can you tell me How did you come to this conclusion, is it guesswork or intuition?"
neither. It's just that the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took the shade. The history of the previous life about this prince is only a few words, and even his whereabouts are not clear. But naturally curious players are very good at catching the wind, what about analyzing Levin? Ornathan? There are not a few articles on Sifah’s character and life experience.
Some are out of thin air, some are speculations, and some are rumors, but as long as the information is connected with the real existence of His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the king, it is very simple to draw a conclusion.
"Because of ambition, an ambitious person would not be willing to just be a pawn." Brando felt that he had never been so sensible for a moment, as if blessed to the soul, everything he had seen in the past about the king's eldest son. Presumptions have become the basis for his speech at this moment.
He seemed to be standing on the shoulders of giants, raising his head and speaking calmly: "Since you can find Master Wood in such a desperate situation and struggle to make a living, how could you really be at the mercy of others?"
"It's wonderful, but it is true." The eldest son of Wang sighed, "I have prevented some things within my ability. I am happy to see the results of some of the actions of the mother, but I don't necessarily agree with the methods."
"What's more, everyone has selfish interests in their hearts. I don't think this is a crime." He replied.
The princess wanted to speak, but she stopped suddenly. She glanced at Brando and motioned him to continue speaking. Brando understood such trust, and he asked, "Then what is your selfish interest, and where are you on it?"
"I said, we are standing together. I, want to be the king of the north, and you, need me to be your barrier in the north." There was a calm expression between the Wang's eldest son.
But Brando carefully observed the changes in his expression, and he had an intuition that he felt that the prince did not confide all the true feelings. He subconsciously looked aside, just to see Levin? The maid beside Ornathan frowned slightly.
She seemed to want to say something, but Wang's eldest son reached out and stopped him.
"All of this is nothing but nothing. You know your ending. You just want to be the king of the north for a year and a half, and is it worth your life?"
"Brother." Princess Griffin finally couldn't help but speak.
The eldest son Wang laughed and replied: "Griffiyin, have you ever tried how it feels to be unable to control your own destiny? I swear, one day I will control my own path, even if it takes a minute or a second-remember What did I tell you during the winter hunt?"
"... Eruin is a black forest, you said that if you were the wolf, your choice would be the same as it..." Princess Griffin thought of the clip stuck in the snow for a while, and her vision was dyed red. Blood stains.
In the year of the astrologer, the scenery when the cold wind blew across the plateau still makes people feel a little bit of chill.
"Even if you bite your leg, you have to be free, because the wilderness is my destination," Levin replied, showing Bai Sensen's teeth, "What's more, I may not necessarily fail. Although the north is full of difficulties, but always There is still a silver lining. Seeking a chance to survive in a desperate situation is what I am best at."
"Griffiyin, if you can't beat me, I will beat you mercilessly. Like you, I will never allow Amperexel to split for a long time, not even one day." The cold voice echoed in the vestibule. .
Even the merchant lady was taken aback. She turned her head and stared at the lunatic.
Wang's eldest son is indeed mad, but at least he is an elegant madman. He saluted his sister so that no one could fault it.
The princess looked cold and thought for a while before calling him: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"
"Yes."
"... But I won't agree to your request."
"Then what?" Wang's eldest son was not surprised, and asked with a smile.
Her Royal Highness looked at him quietly.
…
Two carriages filed out of the manor, and many people waited in the courtyard to board the carriages.
"He didn't tell the truth." When Antitina got in the car, she reminded her lord in a low voice: "At least she didn't tell the truth completely."
"I know, what are you talking about?" Brando, as always, lifted his staff to the carriage, this behavior made him look different from ordinary people. But Brando turned a blind eye to the strange gazes cast by those subordinates, and raised his head to ask.
"I don't know, but I think he is hiding something, intuitively."
"intuition?"
"Intuition is also an experience, Lord Lord." Antitina replied seriously.
Brando thought for a while, and felt that there was some truth. He turned his head and looked at the other carriage. The emblem on the carriage was so dark that there was almost no color, and he had the same doubts in his heart. His Royal Highness Wang's eldest son was definitely the most stable person he had ever seen since his journey. Such a person is unlikely to tell the truth completely.
But the key lies in what he is hiding.
He turned his head again, squeezing the tip of Roman's nose, which was poking out, causing the latter to fall back with a sigh of relief. Then he boarded the carriage and greeted the little prince and the cold-faced princess, before sitting down beside Roman.
Princess Griffin frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.
Only Brando here understands what she is thinking. But he didn't say much, just raised the curtain and looked out the window. The view of Ampersel outside the window is gradually sinking into twilight.
Starting today, Levin? Ornathan? Sifah, her elder brother, is no longer the crown prince of the Corcovado family. Under the joint appointment of the princess and the temple-he will have a legal and brand new title, the new family of the Sifah family .
The new Grand Duke will be appointed to prepare the north for the war with the Lionmane, but in fact he promised him to become the king of the north, and everyone will know it.
Although all this has not been finalized yet, Brando can already guess what the princess's reply is.
This looks like a compromise by the royal party.
But only a few people understand the truth.
Maybe some people think that the princess should be tougher, but maybe some people think that this is a more mature political method. But what really puzzled Griffin was that his brother looked confident.
No one knows if this was a wrong choice.
But in Brando's view, the result is actually pretty good. Because what Elu needs is not righteousness, but just time, as long as he is given a little more time, he will be able to save the kingdom.
And now Wang's eldest son gave them exactly what he dreamed of. As long as the nobles in the north are no longer ready to move. The princess will be able to free her hands to clean up the chaos in the south.
More importantly, after three years of peace, after three years, the enemies that Eruin can face will no longer be limited to these native chickens.
The eldest son of the king had his plans, so why not Brando himself
Valhalla is the cornerstone of all this, and he is extremely convinced of this in his heart.
He glanced at the golden sunset outside the window for the last time. In that direction, there was a gleaming seashore, as if one could see the spectacular scenery of the trade wind ring through the golden clouds. Then he put down the curtain and stopped thinking about these things.
As for what Wang's eldest son really wants, this kind of history is left to the future to judge.
At least for Brando.