The hall has become like a Shura field covered with scarlet, dazzling blood. The soldiers in red and white battle robes slowly passed over the corpses lying on top of each other, and gathered over there into a trickle. Blood Creek, the icy iron boots stepped neatly across the sticky carpet of blood, and surrounded the corner where Brando was.
The half-elf princess still tried to free her wrist from Brando's iron gripper. She struggled, but in vain, so she quickly calmed down and asked coldly, "Viscount Cadel, what do you want? What are you going to do?"
Brando put the black sword of the earth sword like obsidian on Griffin's neck in Haruze's somewhat panicked eyes, and watched the two knights who were approaching stop before he replied: " Of course it is breaking the siege."
"Break out of the siege?" Princess Griffin glanced suspiciously at the soldiers. In her mind, those people and Viscount Cardel should be the same.
Brando didn't give much explanation. He used the sword to calm down the knight of the princess and the female officer next to her, and then said: "If you don't want your princess to be harmed, just do what I said, you and me Go, we retreat towards the stairs and go up to the second floor."
Princess Griffin didn't know what'Viscount Cardel' intended, so she snorted softly.
"Your Royal Highness, if Bedis has a chance to live, is this what you want? So I hope you can cooperate with me. I believe you are smart and calm enough to judge the current pros and cons. Let us all People are dying here, except for your enemies, nothing good—"
"teacher… "
Haruze looked at him embarrassedly, but was glared back by the latter.
The look on the princess's face did not believe that'Kadel' would suddenly change her camp, and she would rather believe that there was another conspiracy in it. But Brando is right at least on one point. Princess Griffin has always possessed the qualities of being the best politician since she left Ginteng Palace for the first time at the age of sixteen. She can calmly analyze the situation and accept that as long as Not the worst choice.
Personal emotions have always been an unattainable luxury for her. Sometimes her intellect is like a precision machine, stubborn and indifferent to herself, and clinging to the hopes in her heart. She had sacrificed everything she had, so she had the fate of her Royal Highness the princess whose fate attracted the sympathy and resonance of all Eruin players.
So for Brando's words, she did not refuse, but did not agree. That's enough, Brando knew that Princess Griffin had not given up on her vigilance, but he also knew that she would at least not deliberately oppose him.
Next, he needs to blaze a trail. He doesn't want someone behind him who is always ready to stumble himself.
He immediately took Princess Griffin and leaned towards the stairs. The princess did not resist, but she was relieved when she watched the two embarrassed knights protect'Bedis' with her eyes. For the eldest princess, as long as Bedis can leave here now, everything else doesn't matter.
In her plan, Anlek will become the greatest threat in the hearts of the nobles because of the loss of the royal family. This threat will evolve into confrontation over time, and then the curtain of war will be opened. But the lord on the plateau is not as weak and deceptive as the Corcovado royal family. The war between the nobles will definitely end in defeat and compromise. Madara, who is about to move, will definitely not give up this precious opportunity, the army of the undead. Will swept across the scorched earth.
After that, the Cruz people would definitely not want to face the front of the Emperor, who is holding the mercury rod, so it is an inevitable choice to support the resistance forces in Eruin.
As long as Bedis is still there, there is hope for the kingdom to be reborn from the scorched earth.
Although the ancient homeland will inevitably fall into the sea of fire, she can no longer take care of so much. All she sees in her eyes is the blazing flame, whether it is her, Duke Anlek, or those greedy nobles. We are also good, will always drag this kingdom into the abyss.
She can only choose better results.
Griffith quietly felt the coldness of the blade on her neck, and calmly lowered her eyelids, but she felt sad in her heart. Looking back on her life, it seemed that she was always making the worst choice.
Every compromise seems to pave the way for the next failure.
For a moment, she suddenly wanted to go back to the past, back to that year. She is only sixteen years old, maybe she should choose a different path, the future of the kingdom will not be like this.
Brando seemed to be able to vaguely feel the thoughts in the heart of the princess that he held hostage, because this was originally part of his memory. Perhaps he also had the same desire in his heart, and it was this desire that allowed him to change the trajectory that originally belonged to Eruin, which was bound to decline.
It was also because of the same desire that he firmly believed that he could leave this dream, and he already had his own answer in his heart.
He controlled the princess with one hand, swept the horizontal sword with his right hand, and swept away the long swords in the hands of the soldiers who were swarming up, and then he had no fancy swords, and the unremarkable blades slashed in the air. Draw a straight line.
The sword was leveled, and the soldiers had not had time to receive the parry. They could only watch the dark blade as if it were obsidian cut through the tabard, cut the metal ring on the chain armor below, and cut the flesh and blood below. The bones, with a crisp sound, accompanied by numerous broken metal rings, splashed with eye-catching rose-colored blood.
The color of blood is like red wine, but darker.
With just one sword, seven or eight soldiers flew out. They fell into the crowd and knocked into more people. Brando stopped at the top of the stairs, but instead of going up first, he dragged Haruze up, and then waited for the two knights and the female officer to rush over before turning around to cover everyone and move on.
Princess Griffin seemed to have only come back to her senses, she watched this scene in surprise: "What on earth do you want to do, Viscount Caddell?"
This was the second time she asked this question in a short time, but her tone was completely different. Even though she still had doubts in her heart, she at least believed that Viscount Kader and Anlek were not in the same group.
"I said." Brando stood on the top of the stairs and smashed a soldier from top to bottom with a sword. The blade cut into the guy's helmet like tofu, and the blood was like a waterfall. Usually gushes out from the gaps in the metal.
He drew out the sword, kicked the corpse down, then walked up a few steps, and replied, "It's just to get out of the siege."
"But you and Anlek—" The eldest princess frowned. The suspicion in her eyes Brando was actually very clear. The meaning of that sentence was: I don't think you will betray Anlek for Bedis—
Some people will fight for love, but Viscount Kader is not in this list.
Because he is now Viscount Cardel, Brando has to accept this, although the gap between his identity and his experience makes him hard to speak. He knew that his choice might make him fall into a dream forever, but he still did it. At this time, he really wanted to smile:
"Although your brother is really attractive in his makeup as a girl, he is a man after all."
But Brando vaguely guessed another possibility in his heart. This might allow him to take the princess and other accompanying people to the second floor without hesitation. He is very familiar with Jinteng Palace. The second floor of the hall leads to the manor behind, where there is a secret road to the outside forest.
That forest, if he didn't guess wrong, should be the forest where Viscount Kader was assassinated. That is the forest where they found the carriage before.
Although it's totally mismatched in terms of position, the dream is so weird.
So the result of the whole dream should appear there. As for whether it is alive or dead, Brando can no longer take care of so much. Sometimes, in the face of inner confusion, you have to take a gamble. And his confusion, the confusion of Viscount Cardel, and the confusion in Haruze's heart have long been entangled, and Brando still does not have a clear answer in his heart.
In any case, as long as you go down, you will see the end.
The two knights slammed open the closed wooden door on the second floor. The quality of the door made by Kuroki was surprisingly good. It was kicked out by two golden-rank masters and it still basically kept its original appearance. Brando sent the little prince in, and then the two knights who protected him and the older female officer. Brando hesitated and finally decided not to hold Princess Griffin again. He let go of the Egyptian Ruin's eldest princess let her walk in by herself.
Princess Griffin was taken aback for a moment, raised her head and looked at him strangely.
"Viscount Caddell?"
"If you have anything to say later." Brando turned around. He raised his right hand and aimed at the stairs in the hall with the back wind ring on his index finger. The soldiers were rushing up from there in a crowd. Then he said, "Oss!"
A burst of hurricane shot out from the ring, and hit the arc-shaped staircase. The wooden planks that made up the staircase were first sunken in, and then the whole thing broke apart from the middle. It was blown away by a huge hole, and it slowed down. Some sawdust fell one after another.
But in the same way, a bloody rain seemed to fall in the hall.
Brando and the princess, who were still standing at the door, were more or less stained on their faces. The princess looked at Brando, who was covered in blood, and asked: "Viscount Cardel, you really want to do it for Bedi Silk gives up everything?"
No, everything else is possible, but Brando swears it has nothing to do with this. He turned his head and saw Haruze who was blushing to the roots of his sister's words not far away. He sighed and replied: "His Royal Highness, I don't think it's time to show determination... If I can, I will naturally I will help you take care of your Highness, but our top priority is to get out of here."
But Princess Griffin looked at him and shook her head: "You don't understand, I am already a dead knot. I am not dead. The contradiction between the nobles and Anlek will never rise to the surface, this kingdom will only Decline day after day, until it sinks into the abyss of the sea of fire—"
"This knot is tied by me, and I must untie it. I only worry about whether Bedis can distinguish her support from her side. I hope you will give me a clear answer, Viscount Cardel."
Brando stopped.
There was a rumor in history that Princess Griffin once secretly contacted the Wind Elf to counter Anlek. She asked the Elf Envoy to bring a secret letter, but the news was eventually leaked and aroused that person. The murderous intent of the mighty Grand Duke. Not long after that, as in the banquet tonight, he instructed an assassin to kill the princess and blamed Madara.
But afterwards, no one could find relevant evidence—except for the blank letter.
What the princess asked the envoy to bring was a blank letter. Some people suspected that this was the fault of the Cruz people, but in fact, some people later found out that there were Cruz people behind the assassination, and even the Temple of Flame could not escape the relationship.
But Brando suddenly guessed another truth.
"The blank letter brought back by the Wind Elf Envoy to the Elf King's Court is just for you to force Anlek to make a plan, right, your Royal Highness?"
Princess Griffin looked at him in surprise: "How would you know? Anlek already knew it? No, no, if he knew, he wouldn't choose to do it—"
Brando said nothing.
Anlek was calculated.
The regent princess finally used her life to trap the old fox. Everything happened afterwards as she expected, the Eruin Civil War, the third Black Rose War, the marriage of Haruze and Elara, and the establishment of the Eruin resistance organization.
But he did not feel relieved at all, but was angry. Her Royal Highness not only calculated Anlek, but also concealed all the players who supported her. He would never forget the night when Menströs fell into flames.
I can't forget the lonely look of the senpai when she left.
He stared at the princess, and it was difficult to confirm that what the other party said was true or false, because this was actually his own memory.
However, Brando calmly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, because the negative emotions in the dream were all confused, and the pale ghost hidden in the dark manipulated people's hearts in order to make people lose their emotions out of control.
No one knows this more deeply than Brando.
He asked this to test the feelings of Viscount Carder, as if he understood that everything that happened repeatedly in the same dream, Carder must have experienced the same scene as him, that is to say, the Lord Viscount must have in his heart. Had the same confusion as myself.
The information on the strategy is now useless.
Brando put it aside, no strategy does not mean that he can't do anything. First of all, he is also an excellent player, and secondly, he has more determined feelings. If he can't defend, then he will take the initiative to attack.
First of all, he needs to answer his own question: How did Viscount Kader answer his confusion back then
And how will he answer
Brando pondered for a moment and replied to Princess Griffin: "Sometimes the right choice is not necessarily the right one, Your Royal Highness."
"How is that correct?" The eldest princess raised her head and looked at him puzzled. She seemed to hear something in the words of the Viscount Lord.
This question also echoed in Brando's heart, which was repeatedly questioned by the ghost of Viscount Cardel: How to choose the right one
Brando raised his head and glanced down. The soldiers in red and white robes were getting up again from the dusty hall. He returned to the room and pulled the princess back a distance.
Then he let out a sigh of relief, as if to confirm the thought in his mind, and replied:
"People cannot always be willful, but willfulness can actually be forgiven—"
When he answered like this, he really felt a slight movement in his heart.
That is the emotion that belongs to Viscount Kader.
The pale ghost who has been hiding himself in the dark, the knight who lost his name in the fog of history, finally couldn't bear it anymore at this moment.
And when he moved, Brando finally confirmed the answer to his question.
found it-
The answer.
…
Human dreams are actually a subconscious self-suggestion. In a short period of time, Brando has more than once remembered the parents he met at the banquet, as well as the self as a child. These memories of his past haunt him like a nightmare, but at a certain moment, he suddenly realized that it was not the mysterious existence in the mist that tempted him to lose his mind.
On the contrary, what is hidden deepest in a person's heart turns out to be an opportunity for self-salvation.
The same goes for Viscount Cardel.
He recalled the illusion about Brando's grandfather he had dreamed of when he was in the Golden Devil Tree, and remembered the disappointed eyes of his parents when he looked at him. Although he was sweating coldly, he finally realized this:
Such disappointment did not stem from his failure.
Willfulness can actually be forgiven.
But avoidance and self-fear cannot, and even lost the courage to challenge failure again, like a weak person holding a long sword in both hands, but dare not step forward without piercing the illusion in front of him.
He is the one who holds the sword and vacillates.
That man was once Viscount Kader.
It's also Haruze.
He could stab Princess Griffin to death with a single sword, which may be Viscount Cardel's wish, but Brando finally realized that it was definitely not his own.
If he chooses this way, he has chosen a compromise. It is like once a person loses his courage, he loses the determination to break the illusion, and the person who loses the determination to break the illusion can only stay in the dream forever.
This was the moment in Brando's heart that was truly certain, as if he felt the throbbing of Viscount Cardel's emotions in his heart.
He can fully appreciate that kind of feeling, which is fear and fear, confusion and jealousy, because he has made the completely opposite choice.
Kader chose to compromise and stayed in his imperfect dream.
But Brando's choice is to change all of these willfully, chasing one's heart willfully, and fulfilling his ideals and beliefs willfully.
If you give up, you fail—
Brando seemed to see a poor figure flashing in front of him. He held the sword, and the faith in his heart had never been so firm for a moment. In front of him, the corridor suddenly collapsed in layers, and the scene seemed to melt and turn into heavy fog. After the fog was separated, the Jinteng Palace seemed to be crumbling gravel, disappearing with the wind along with the corpses of the soldiers and nobles. In these gravels, Brando even saw his parents, childhood self, senior sister, and crimson. Everyone in the brigade, their faces melted into the mist, faded backwards, and gradually disappeared.
But the last glance remained in his memory forever.
Only Princess Griffin, Haruze, the two knights and the elderly female officer were left beside him. Her Royal Highness seemed unaware of the changes around him. She held Haruze's hand and moved forward firmly.
His Royal Highness the little prince has completely understood what his sister is thinking at this moment. Although he still can't understand the meaning behind the sacrifice, the history that happened in the dream is like a heavy nightmare to him. Haruze bit his lip, with water vapor in his eyes, but it did not flow down. Tears come.
As early as many years ago, when he remembered the stars in the summer night in Jinteng Palace, when his father Wang Shang was still alive, he remembered that his sister said to him: A man should not shed tears.
But he only remembered that he was crying because his knees were red from the training of swordsmanship.
The fog is separated.
Behind that is a forest.
The sky is full of stars like the first night sky, the pine forest is rustling, the water is gurgling, and the light of fire in the distance sways gently like a dream.
Brando remembers his childhood, and the air after summer night is so fresh.
He took a deep breath, raised his head, and saw the carriage quietly parked there in the woodland.
The door of the car was open, revealing a corner of the long silver dress.
The beautiful girl was lying in the carriage with a black dagger stuck in her chest. She is beautiful, her pointed ears make clear her identity, but unlike Haruze, she is a true elf.
Brando did not speak.
But he already knew the identity of the other party.
Bedis Ramona Moonleaf.