"Nimesis ooh..." Brando calmly covered His Royal Highness's mouth, and looked back at the woman under the carriage: long black sandal hair against the dazzling skin of snow, embellished with rubies. Her angular lips, a smile at the corners of her mouth, her pupils are as black as ink, black and white, and the sorcerer's leather armor that envelops her perfect figure is as red as fire.
That very unique warm smile was so familiar in Brando's eyes, as if it had surfaced from a certain dusty memory, rippled circles, and that kind face reappeared in front of him.
Brando almost shed tears.
"What is your ID, is it the first time you play a game?"
"Join my team, Sophie."
"It's so cute, there are people who use their real names in the game."
"My name is Bai Jia, and I am your predecessor. Ha ha, I didn't expect that our college still has such a cute little boy."
Brando felt like a huge whirlpool in his heart, with turbulent waves surging, but he took a light breath to calm the agitated mood. "I am Viscount Kader, are you?" He could almost feel his hands trembling slightly, knowing that there were memories of the past that had already turned into smoke, but he still couldn't restrain his desire to greet each other.
Even the last sentence is good. The elder sisters of that world have long been unable to meet.
"Hello, Mr. Viscount, we are the'Crimson Travellers' of the mercenary group. You should have heard our name. Today, we are responsible for the security work outside the Gate Jinteng Palace. You can call me Bai Jia." Bai Jia Smiled slightly and introduced himself.
But the past time has long since passed, and everything he sees now has already happened. The senior sister at that time still remained optimistic. The crimson traveler, originally symbolizing the person who is marching forever in the direction of the sunset, everyone had agreed to go through the Black Forest and explore the end of the world.
But the fate of everyone is ultimately closely linked to the sorrow of this kingdom.
The warm lights of Menstros that day and night were the same as today, and he was standing in front of this door with Bai Jia-senpai at that time. But now, only Senior Sister is left in his memory. In the future, Menstroms in his memory is only a palace burning in a sea of fire, and the team that was once home is also torn apart.
Brando nodded to Bai Jia: "I know you, you are travelers."
Although there are adventurers among the aboriginal people, NPCs often use travelers to collectively refer to players. This title is very brilliant, because after all, the players are just Voend’s passers-by. Although they participate, everything that happens in this world has nothing to do with them.
"Ah, this NPC is a bit interesting, Sister Bai Jia." A voice came in. A girl with wheat-colored skin, short hair wearing dragon scale armor and carrying a big sword ran over from some place, looked at Brando curiously and said.
The player is so taboo, but I don't know when, he was also called an NPC, Brando couldn't help but smile.
"Ah-I'm sorry, I know, I'm too rude to say that, Senior Sister Bai Jia. I apologize to him first, Mr. Viscount, I'm really sorry." The girl replied with a grin, "But maybe I'll talk like this next time. I can’t remember, I’m sorry."
"You're welcome, I know your character, Miss Black Tea." Brando smiled slightly—talking to the companion he remembered made him very interesting.
Black Tea was taken aback, her beautiful eyes widened: "Wow, am I so famous?" She turned her head and grabbed Bai Jia on the side, and said with some surprises: "Senior sister, have you seen it? People are now! Two months' worth of prestige isn't in vain!"
Brando shook his head. Black tea is the second in command of the brigade, but it is a true activist. Of course, this is a euphemism. To put it bluntly, things do not go through the brain.
Bai Jia smiled slightly: "Well, the princess has been waiting for a long time, Mr. Viscount."
"your Highness?"
"And Miss Bedis, Your Royal Highness prepares a special private banquet for you. I will let the black tea take you directly." Bai Jia replied.
Brando knew that Princess Griffith would never know Viscount Carder and Bedis, because Viscount Carder should have died long ago as an unnamed person, and the assassination of Princess Griffith would not be until the end of the First Century. At that time, the princess would naturally not have any intersection with the Viscount. The only possibility is that Carder's dreams overlapped with his dreams again. There are always coincidences in history, which means that Mr. Viscount may have experienced almost the same scene.
Perhaps he was once the confidant of a certain princess in the previous dynasty, or the confidant of a princess from a certain principality in the surrounding area, because he was assassinated because of a message concerning the safety of the princess. , Perhaps his regret comes from the failure of the mission.
Brando began to imagine: But what does it have to do with his fiancee? Why did he choose Haruze as the complement of this dream? There are better candidates in the team.
Looking forward to the next private banquet, Brando, led by black tea, passed through the Genteng Palace in Menstros. Princess Griffin's residence is near a garden deep in the Genteng Palace. After returning to Corcovado in Lek Province, she has lived here alone.
Jin Teng Palace has long been deserted after the Civil War. There are not a few people in the palace of Nuo Da, only occasionally a few female officials hurried past. Black tea twittered all the way, Brando chatted with her one after another, and he didn't seem deserted. He had a good relationship with black tea in his previous life, and he deliberately followed the other's temperament, making the latter amazed that there are also characters in the NPC who know the player that way.
The private banquet was held in the garden, and the three quickly came to the garden. Black Tea is naturally not qualified to participate in this level of NPC secret meeting, and leave first. Brando saw that she looked like she had received the task and gained experience, and she couldn't help but sigh, how many times has he been one of them.
But it seemed so real in this dream that all the details came from his heart.
Brando then took the little prince to the garden. He walked around a fence of short roses and saw a figure in the pavilion not far away.
When Brando saw the figure, his heart moved slightly.
This is the 22nd year of the reign of Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess has long since faded from the young girl's youth, and she has gained the nobility and elegance of the superior. Princess Griffin stood there, like an ice-carved rose. The slightly raised pointed chin symbolized some kind of royal pride. The original bright eyes became slender, and the firmness inside became mysterious and mysterious. Wisdom, the constant is a long silver curly hair, still draped over her favorite silver dress.
She was much taller than the little princess that Brando had seen, her forehead could almost reach the tip of his nose, and she didn't have to raise her head to look at him.
If it is said that Princess Griffin in the First Black Rose War was still a young girl, but now she is a charming mature|female. She exudes a kind of majestic beauty, high above, demure and calm.
Before noticing Brando and Haruze, the eldest princess, to be precise, the half of Eruin's Queen, was thinking about something alone. Her most confidant female officer stood behind her and motioned Brando and Haruze to stop with her eyes.
Princess Griffin raised her head.
One thing in her remains unchanged, that is, the bright and sharp look in her eyes, which represents her determination or determination that outsiders judged to be stubborn. Even to the last moment of her life, she never changed.
Swept by this gaze, Haruze, who had placed his hand on Brando's hand, couldn't help but grasped his hand tightly with a little nervousness. The'little princess' lowered her head in fear, and subconsciously whispered: "Sister, sister..."
As if it was the instinct in the blood, even though Princess Griffin had changed a lot, Haruzer recognized at a glance that the strange and familiar person in front of him was his sister. Although he didn't understand, why his sister became like this. It was as if time passed for many years, her eyes became even more so that he did not dare to look at him.
Brando broke into a cold sweat when he heard Haruze's voice. He thought that His Royal Highness had at least become a little brave, but he didn't expect to see his old sister as he was.
"Sister, Mr. Viscount, you are here." But what he didn't expect was that the princess nodded slightly to them, and then said so. The voice is very soft, like a fairy far away song.
Brando was almost shocked before reacting. 'The blind person relies on similar scenes in other people's dreams to reminisce little by little about his unbearable past. 'In this dream, Bedis is the younger sister of Princess Griffin, which shows that Viscount Cardel's fiancee may really be a princess too-the viscount gradually recovered some fragments of memory.
No wonder he would choose Haruze. The relationship between Haruze and Princess Griffin in his dream really fits his memory best.
"But doesn't this guy have a concept of men and women?" Brando couldn't help but slander.
"Mr. Viscount, I am risking you to come to Bedis today, do you know what I mean?" Princess Griffin had already spoken again.
"Um?"
Brando looked at His Royal Highness the princess strangely, her words made him confused. Fortunately, he knew that this was not entirely his memory. The person who led this dream was Viscount Kader, which meant that this dream might make him both familiar and unfamiliar.
With this mental preparation, Brando calmed down a lot.
"Grand Duke Anlek will come tonight too—"