De Jair climbed up from the ground, and finally understood what Brando meant to be careful in front-the corner on the promenade outside the nameless hall, and they only passed by here when they patrolled-he drove almost with all his strength, and then he was strong I hit the wall that was harder than steel on the ground. Brando was reminding him on the face, but in fact he was changing his way to divert his attention. When he understood it, he had already suffered a lot from his muffled voice.
Brando passed by Dejar, took a few steps forward, and stood against the wall. The activating spell army behind him was no more than a hundred feet away, but it was closer to Dejar.
"What do you want to do?" Dejar looked at Brando staggeringly, wondering why he stopped suddenly.
"Watching the show."
"Watching a play?"
As soon as Dejar’s words fell, he saw Brando take out a long sheet from his backpack—oh, no, it should be said to be a gray cloak, but this cloak is too big and long, it looks more like Giant things. Dejar was startled slightly, and suddenly felt that this thing was a bit familiar, and then he saw Brando lift the cloak over his head and cover it from head to toe, and his whole person disappeared completely.
"No, you devil!" De Jair immediately understood Brando's intentions. He roared, and when he looked back, his face suddenly turned pale-the two wandering magic lords stood before him like a mountain.
"No, I will never let you succeed, Count Tonigel!" Dejar looked extremely angry. He stood there still, even if he died, he would never intend to distract these activation spells. Look like.
The giant activation spell that looked like a star continued to advance, and the soft-lighted tentacles swept across the entire hall like a galaxy.
Dejar's face was blue and white. He was indifferent at first, but when the tentacles passed over his head with a buzzing sound, he still changed his face: "Help me, or I will die with you!" He Shouted in the direction of Brando, gritted his teeth.
It's a pity that Brando seemed to have really disappeared, and there was no echo from that direction.
"You will regret it!" Dejar finally panicked. He understood that he was just a fright, but he didn't expect that the other party was really indifferent. He was sweating all over, and at the last minute he called out in a ghostly manner: "Earl Tonigel, I Knowing that you want me to lead these monsters to Duke Anlek, but don't think about it, this time I will never give in to you!"
Brando hid under the cloak of the King of Punic. Hearing Dejar said this, he couldn't help feeling amused, thinking that this guy was really imaginative. He really hadn’t thought about it that way. After all, these activating spells are turbulent energy bodies. In case—even if there is only a one-tenth chance of detonating the baby thing in Anlek’s hand, that’s true. The fun is great. But if Dejar is really stubborn here, it is not beautiful. He has the cloak of the King of Punic, of course, he is not afraid of being dragged to death, but if these activating spells lose their target and reset, they will just hit and still be there. Veronica's group passing through Forever Square is in trouble.
He thought for a while, and finally asked: "What are your conditions?"
However, he used a small technique to diffuse the sound of a Qi-based second-ring spell, so that the other party could not hear the source of the sound.
De Jair heard Brando's voice, and for the first time felt that the other party's voice could be so nice. He hurriedly shouted like Feng Tianlun: "Help me!"
"Are you teasing me?" Brando thought, "Save you, who will lead these monsters away for me?" He usually sees this guy being a little stupid under Anlek, but it's not bad. Reliable, I didn't expect my intelligence to plummet at a critical moment.
Seeing that the promenade fell silent again, Dejar saw that the activation spells were no more than ten meters away from him. He gritted his teeth, ran a few steps forward, and stopped again. He also realized that he had said something stupid, but he was not a real fool after all. After a little consideration, he understood Brando's real attempt: "I will draw these monsters away, but you have to promise me a request."
"any request."
"I want you to agree on behalf of the princess, Lord Rao will die." Dejar took a breath and replied.
"Why should I agree to such a request for the princess?" Brando couldn't help being a little amused, thinking that this guy's brain wouldn't be damaged before, or how could he say silly things one after another.
"Because you are Earl Tonigel, you reached out to rescue her and her brother at the time of the royal party's betrayal. You signed an agreement with the prince, apparently for recuperation, but in fact it is for the North and South checks and balances. As a result, the princess who is difficult to repair the relationship with the royal party will have to rely on you. You are sitting on Tonigel, so that Denel will be your fief in the future. When you become more and more powerful, you are in Eruin. No one will be able to shake your status. You are the biggest winner in the battle of Ampereur. You are the future minister of Eruin and the true speaker. How can the princess not listen to you." Dejar yelled.
Brando was stunned. He didn't expect this guy to find so many reasons to come. The strange idea of signing an agreement with His Royal Highness to check and balance the North and the South was all shouted out—he suddenly smiled and shook his head, presumably outsider. It seems to be the same, even the princess thinks so in her heart; it's just that it is impossible to bring it up in front of him, until now, he suddenly understood why the attitude of Princess Griffith would fight in Ampersel. Suddenly there was a drastic change, he thought it was out of gratitude, but now he still thinks that he is too naive. Perhaps that night, the princess had already figured it out clearly. At that time, she obviously had the heart to kill him, but suddenly she restrained it again and made a covenant with him, knowing that it was a man. Her Royal Highness, a princess from the royal family.
This kind of obvious attitude change is probably only taken for granted by a guy like him who has no knowledge of politics and people's minds.
Keep the enemy like the prince’s eldest son outside, in case your Royal Highness crosses the river with the royal party to tear down the bridge, and then unites with the Highland Knights and Grand Duke Vieiro to wipe out the loser who stood in the wrong team at the critical moment, and even cloth Lando himself believes that Denner must be his own territory in the future-otherwise Tonigel is not an earl at all, why would the princess give him the title of earl? When he became the Earl of Jean De Nell, then in the eyes of outsiders, whether he admits it or not, he will be the future minister of Eruin, and Brando can almost imagine the future road. Marrying His Royal Highness the princess, and then becoming the regent of Eruin, what Anlek did not do today, in his opinion, is already within reach.
Even more sinister, it seemed that it was not impossible to change the dynasty-as long as the little prince had three long and two short words.
Brando suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If even he could think of it, what would the princess think? She could never tolerate any threats to her younger brother. He suddenly realized that Princess Griffin had let Haruze be his student this time and accompanied him. This was a deliberate arrangement in itself. Because he is still not "full of wings", it is impossible to shoot Haruze at this time, and let him put on the title of Haruze's teacher, which is also called him to be a rat, Eruin and Cruz are against Righteous status and honor are highly valued, and the dynasty's change is often based on those illusory conventions and legends, just like the decline of the Westfah family, just because they have lost the favor of the Lionheart Sword.
The Yanbao family can use the fragmentation of the sword seat as an excuse to request the eldest princess of the Corkova royal family and her brother to abdicate. Still not daring to act rashly and covet the throne, but also need a reasonable reason to intervene in the king's replacement-for example, political marriage. The same is true for the northern nobles. No matter how powerful they are, they still have to rely on the Westfah family, which has been defeated thousands of years ago, because this is the tradition and rules that everyone must follow.
And Eluin is absolutely impossible to tolerate a king killer, a teacher killer, or a person who plots to kill his own students to ascend to the throne, because these are even more dishonorable.
Her Royal Highness really worked hard, Brando couldn't help sighing, he was almost certain that this was a test, but Nimesis who was following him was the eyeliner of Her Royal Highness. It’s just that the princess wants to know the real origin of Nimesis, and I’m afraid he will immediately consider changing to another person. These are the so-called inevitable coincidences of history, but Brando shook his head. He didn’t have any thoughts about these. Whether Luin's throne, the fate and future of this country, if it weren't for the experience of another world, it had nothing to do with him.
Presumably the same is true of senior sister.
Man tends to be rational most of the time, but his life is often dominated by sensibility.
Whether it's Anlek, Dejar, or her Royal Highness, even Antitina and other people by his side, they will never understand what he is really after. Perhaps only one person can understand, as if she once asked naively:'Brando, what do you want to do? ''I want to be a businessman in the future. 'Same. He replied that he wanted to save Eruin and drag the kingdom back from its established track of destruction. Everyone can think that this is just an excuse. Their lord must have a more ambitious goal. .
But it's actually that simple. You want to be a businessman, and I want to be a savior. It's as simple as a child saying that he wants to be a general and a king in the future. Because he wants it, he does it. There is no other reason.
Brando chuckled and shook his head, taking Dejar's words as a joke, but the latter was suffering.
Although it was only an instant of lightning and flint, the army of activating spells was already close at hand. Dejar did not know what he had said wrong, why the damn conspirator, devil, and scammer suddenly stopped talking. Yes, even if you want him to die or live, at least give him a quasi-trust. The current state really made him unable to advance or retreat. If it weren't for asking others, Dejar would almost immediately yell at him again.
But Brando finally woke up, he shook his head and said: "This request is impossible."
Although it was a refusal, De Jair let out a long sigh: "You are too harsh, Lord Earl."
"Dejar, Duke Anlek is dead or alive, it is up to you and me to decide. Besides, he hasn't failed yet, you are here to arrange the funeral for your master, I'm afraid it's not very good." Much sneered.
It wouldn't fail, but it's not easy to say after you show up here. Dejar was bitter in his heart. Anlek still doesn’t know that Brando and Veronica have chased this neighborhood. This in itself shows that the development of the matter has exceeded their expectations. Perhaps the Duke still has a back hand. , But the young man in front of him is not so simple to pass away. In fact, he has a strange hunch in his heart that they may have failed long ago. Brando appeared here just to save something.
De Jair didn't know that his guess was close to the truth, but Brando's words still prevented him from speaking. After all, it was true. He couldn't curse his master for failing, right? He pondered for a while, and finally replied: "I only have one request."
When he said this, Dejar had already rushed forward and pulled away from the activation spell behind him.
"Say." Brando replied.
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The giant obsidian gate was making a low buzzing noise. Kou Hua retracted his hand from the door. The texture of the door was filled with light streams. All light streams were concentrated in the central groove, forming a bright nebula. "Okay." Esis's eldest daughter replied coldly. The eyes of all the members behind her were shining with excitement, but Anlek's expression remained unchanged, his face gloomy, as if the whole plan It has come to the end, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.
"I have opened this door for you as agreed, but you don't seem to be happy, human?" Kou Hua was keenly aware of this, and she asked absently.
"Humanity and civilization are one step closer to their destruction, what's so good about it to be happy?" Anlek replied lightly.
"Huh," the eldest daughter of Esis showed interest for the first time, and a curious arc appeared on her lips under the shadow of her hood: "I thought that was your life's goal, but now it is your wish. Achieving, shouldn't it bring satisfaction and excitement?"
"That is indeed my life's goal," Anlek was silent for a while before he answered in a hoarse voice: "But if something has an inevitable result, it seems ordinary. Civilization is drifting away on the path of stupidity, and destruction is only the path they take on their own merits, but in any case, I am still one of them. Their destruction is our destruction. What's worth celebrating."
"Then you do it?" Kou Hua felt that he couldn't understand these weird humans.
They are not the golden race. The golden race is the servant of the gods and the most steadfast defender of order. They are not the people of silver. The people of silver are the obeyers of the law. From the wild to the shallow sea, from the border of the Black Forest to the farthest elemental border, they monitor and witness the changes in order. They have never heard of gold. There are betrayers among ethnicity and the people of silver. But these people in front of them were the last generation, the people of Hei Tie, and Kou Hua was the first to deal with these humans, but she felt a strange feeling from them.
She seemed to realize something, but immediately shook her head, leaving this strange premonition behind.
After a roar of the obsidian giant gate, it gradually retreated to both sides, revealing the black hole behind it. The soft light from the magic gems held high in the hands of the members of All Things One Club poured in from the open gap, illuminating it. This walkway has been sealed in dust for thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years.
Spiral Hall —
Someone even uttered a low whisper.
"Miss Kou Hua, you are not a human being, and you cannot understand human emotions. Most of the time, people pretend to be rational, but his life is often driven by emotions, to make him do things that others seem to be impulsive and incomprehensible. Things." Anlek didn't seem to care about what happened before him. He rarely seemed interested, and started talking with this noble lady.
"Are you the same?" Kou Hua narrowed her eyes and stared at the old man who seemed to have completely withered on the surface, but she could feel the will of the opponent's rickety body supported by the mighty majesty—though this Majesty seemed ridiculous to her, but to others, it couldn't be offensive.
"I am also a human, and I do not exclude it." Anlek replied.
"Let order belong to the truth, don't you agree that this is a great purpose?" Kou Hua asked again.
"This is indeed a great purpose, far surpassing those who are about power and profit. I have seen too many stupidities, so I finally chose this path. Even to ensure that I am correct, I have checked many There are many documents and materials. Few people know that I have studied in the White Tower of the Buga for a long time. I participated in the last holy war, but everything I have seen is verifying my conjecture— The King of Flames established Cruz only a thousand years ago. Can his descendants remember the glory a thousand years ago? The wind elves almost turned their heads and betrayed their sages. The sun, moon, and star elves, where are the moon elves, star elves What's wrong? Today's Faenzan is vulgar, and it has long lost the detachment of the past, and civilization and order are nothing more than this. It is just repeating mistakes in the millennium. I have hated this kind of uniform cycle, instead of letting future generations. It’s better to end the tragedy of our predecessors over and over again."
Kou Hua raised her thin eyebrows slightly. She probably didn't expect that she would elicit the old man’s long talk, but she immediately asked with her consistent keenness: "I heard you speak with great righteousness, but it is not difficult to follow your words. Hear the resentment, human."
"I have never acted in righteousness, just to make sure that what I did is correct. You are right. Private anger is my motivation, but that is my own secret. There is no need to speak to outsiders." Lek replied lightly. He shook his head, as if he didn't want to continue on this topic.
The team moved slowly along the dark passage. After passing through a long and narrow arch, an open space suddenly appeared in front of it. It was a spherical hall. There were similar arches on all sides of the hall. Each path passed through the arches. It stretches out to form a long bridge, showing a spiral connection to the center of the hall, where there is a giant platform. But above the platform is not empty, but there is a stone throne. A purple crystal is suspended on the throne. When the members of All Things Returned into the hall, they saw a dark blue sitting on the throne. His tall figure was standing up to meet them.
"Humans, this place is not where you should be. If you step back now, you still have room to regret." When the blue figure spoke, the whole hall buzzed.
The witch once said the magic in the language, but at this moment the members of All Things Become One Realize the authenticity of the legend. The other party’s words are not high, but when the voice comes, it is like a stormy sea, every word, like a flash of lightning. The thunder came, obviously it was just a short warning, but everyone including Anleke felt as if they were caught in an endless storm. They trudged in the freezing cold wind, and the front It seems that the peak of the mountain where the storm has ceased appears looming, and there are endless glaciers in all directions, and in a blink of an eye, they will be completely buried under the ice for thousands of years.
In a short sentence, everyone understood the identity of the tall figure in front of them.
Milos-the god of frost giants.
Even Kou Hua bent over and bowed, and greeted with a crisp voice: "Master Mirundal, I haven't seen him for a long time."
The voice sighed: "Little Kouhua, I thought you were far away from the war. It seems that the world still cannot be as you wish."
As soon as the voice fell, the illusion in front of Anlek and the others finally disappeared.