Brando thought he was going to prepare the carriage himself, but he did not expect that when he came to the courtyard, a four-wheeled carriage was already parked on the boulevard under the tree-lined carriage. People rarely use horse-drawn carriages for travel, so this horse-drawn carriage is probably for him. Although he is still a bit weird, who would know that he is going out—is it Metisa? Although the little silver elf princess treats people politely, she will never do these subordinate tasks. He walked around to the other side of the carriage, only to see Antitina standing by the door of the carriage. Holding a large volume of documents, obviously waiting for him to arrive.
"My lord is going to Port Gris, and the carriage is ready for you," Antitina said respectfully, crossing her hands on her skirt above her knees, standing by the door: "There are biscuits and pastries in the drawer of the carriage. I told the kitchen to do it, because if you go on the road now, you won’t be able to catch up with the dinner time. In addition, there is some information about the recent empire under the table. Although it is not much, I think it will be useful to you, my lord."
She was still talking about it, her face was stern, as if she was endorsing a letter, but a warm current surged in Brando's heart. He was still thinking about who arranged the carriage for him, but who else? Apart from Antitina, who can try to organize his messy time in order, frowning and preaching to him with a straight face? Advise him to have a more regular life and schedule. Except for this slightly quiet girl at the moment, who else can put her body down like this makes it almost hard to remember that she was once a noble family and a well-educated daughter.
She is the only one.
"Thank you, Antitina." Brando was standing right across from his lady of staff, Star was still sucking his chubby fingers one by one behind him, he smiled slightly, and the last breeze of late summer was blowing. The canopy of the castle was rustling, birds flapped their wings through the sun-drenched branches, and the sound of their wings raising seemed to obscure the whispers in the woodland. Antitina shivered slightly, she raised her head to look at Brando, with a complex and bright light in her dark eyes, and then lowered her head in silence.
"This is what I should do," she opened her mouth and whispered softly: "If it were Miss Roman, you would not be polite to say thank you to her, sir."
Brando was surprised to see her face flushed to the base of her neck, as if these words had exhausted all her courage.
He carefully savored the meaning of this sentence. The girl’s mind was like a silent song, and it was already full of her heart before she knew it. He stretched out his hand on the car door handle, and was in a relationship with his staff. , The two seemed unable to see each other, Brando opened the door and replied: "It really won't." He let go, straightened up, facing Antitina, and replied seriously: "But neither I will tell her, get in the car, Miss staff, and go meet the envoy of the Cruz Empire with me."
For an instant, Antitina stood there blankly.
The wind at the end of summer seemed too noisy, the clouds moved slowly and slowly in the blue sky, and time seemed to have a moment of reversal.
A teasing smile appeared at the corner of Brando's mouth: "Do you want me to help you in the car, ma'am?"
"No, no need..." The lady of the staff hung her head down, as graceful as a swan, but she felt hot on her face: "There are still many things in the territory, and there are so many documents that I haven't dealt with. I, I, If you don’t go, just leave it to the lord..."
"Aren't these documents in your hands? We have processed them in the car. There is still half a day from here to Grishamn. We have time. Tonigel has a beautiful scenery in late summer and early autumn. I want to see this one. The land belongs to us, please stay with me." Brando interrupted her, he opened the car door, Antitina still hesitated, but the heavy sweetness in her heart finally defeated the reservedness, leaving her to bury her head Sit up.
She finally understood that Lord Lord felt her heart.
That's enough, for Antitina, for her, it's enough. The girl put her hands on her knees almost crampedly, clutching her skirt tightly, her head was almost buried in her chest, she had never expected to go further, she was already fine now. Brando then got in the car, and Star squeezed up with a face. None of the three people in the car spoke. The quiet air was filled with a faint fragrance, both the incense of the end of summer and the thoughts of a girl. .
The carriage grumbled and moved slowly through the castle gate, through the suspension bridge, through the prosperous street, and after leaving Fir City, it gradually turned into a stretch of pastoral scenery, rolling hills, green fields, far away The woods, windmills, and shiny rivers. The carriage passed the lush green boulevard and crossed the stone bridge paved with white stones. Tonigel's landscape has already formed a continuous picture.
Brando sat by the car window, watching all this silently, with a kind of comfortable warmth in his heart.
In this world, he is no longer alone.
There are many people who live because of him, and he lives because of many people. People need each other. Civilization survives because of this bond. Warmth, love and family affection are like a continuous flow of blood. One of the voices knocked everyone's heart. After all, it will last forever. Milos and Kouhua asked the same question. What is the real meaning of the existence of this dark, ignorant, and humble civilization and order? It is not as brilliant as the ancient times, nor as strong and unyielding as the Silver Age, but the answer may lie in this.
Because of goodwill.
And hope.
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Port Gris is no longer in the past. It is difficult for nostalgic people to find the taste of the past here, but no one is noisy. Now the 15 snow-white trestle bridges in the harbor are deep in the blue bay, and the bay has been dug deep. Those big ships with snowy sails can be moored. A neat cobbled street runs from east to west. Caravans full of cargo shuttle back and forth to divide this emerging port into a regular tic-tac-toe shape. Just like Fir City, the dilapidated sheds have long been demolished and replaced. Beautiful permanent buildings and red roofs have long become a symbol of the city. Only some areas of the port near the woods to the north can still find traces of the fishing village in the past.
The Shepherd of Butcher, this is a hostel opened by the Roman Chamber of Commerce, and it can be said that Port Gris is the only hostel with an official character, but this hostel in the downtown area is not as overcrowded as other places. Only merchants with the permission of Count Tonigel can stay here. Occasionally, Metissa and Antitina, or other people in the castle will stay here temporarily when they come to this port, so this hostel is not so much. It is a commercial club, rather than an inn with Tonigel's official background.
However, there have been many guests in the hotel during this period, but these guests are different from the past. Most of them are blond and blue-eyed. Although they are polite in dealing with people, they are inevitably suspected of having a nose on their foreheads. It is difficult for Eruin people. Accept the attitude of the Cruz people to foreigners, although this attitude is sometimes not from the heart, or rather it is a habit that is naturally formed by accumulating pride.
But in the words of the owner of the inn, a veteran of the Red Bronze Dragon Mercenary Corps, that was enough. Now the boss who wasn't a good-tempered boss simply declared that he was sick, and handed over everything in the hostel to his servants, and he hadn't shown up for more than a week in a flash.
It was such a scene when Brando's carriage stopped at the entrance of the hostel.
He saw Miss Scholar at the door, Shiduo was holding a drawing board and sketching on the side of the street. She seemed to be new to everything here, and Tonigel's scenery did give her a different experience. Especially I heard that it was a barren fishing village a year ago, and there were only a hundred people coming and going. Residents could see the noble knights with fresh clothes and angry horses all year round. Most of them came from tax officials with fir collars. The description is not surprising to her, as Eruin described in the book is like this everywhere.
But Earl Tonigel gave her a different story about this kingdom.
Several young knights voluntarily acted as flower protectors around this young lady. Most of them knew Brando. Although they were closer to Nimes and Freya, they still came up to say hello. As a Cruze, this attitude is already very rare. If the owner of the Shepherd Inn is here, he must have his eyes widened at this moment, and worship him as a lord even more, saying that he must not throw himself into the ground.
Brando also smiled and asked, Antitina followed him, and she was a little surprised at her Lord Lord’s reputation among the Cruz people, but she at least knows more than the people below, so it’s not too much. Inexplicable. But Shido, when she saw Brando, put down the paintbrush, stood up and respectfully saluted him; Brando was slightly startled, because he saw that Miss Scholar was upholding the etiquette of the students to the teacher. The young people of the Sword Knights can also be said to be polite to fighting side by side, but the etiquette is a bit grand and inexplicable.
He couldn't help but look at Shiduo.
Shiduo explained politely and earnestly: "My mentor said that the master is a teacher, and the behavior and deeds of the Lord Earl can be a model for the nobles of my generation. When I return to Cruz this time, I will definitely tell me what the adults have done. Teachers of. At least now I understand that the glory of the ancient nobles has not disappeared from this land. The things that the benevolent Eke took and guarded from the empire are still taking root in this soil."
Brando saw the earnest light in her firm eyes and couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile. This noble lady is still as innocent as ever, but still makes life unfettered, not to mention that he blushes a bit. , These words are a bit absurd.
Although he is happy to see all this, some of what happened on this land did not originate from his heart. When he was impulsively angry, he had never thought of such a long-term thing.
He shook his head. At this time, Lenaret appeared at the corner of the stairs leading to the lobby on the second floor of the hostel. He walked down and took a look. As always, he didn't speak much, but Brando already understood that it might be Wei. Ronika meant that at this time, the only one who could stay with the female army commander was probably the prince, and perhaps also poetry, but this scholar did not seem to be an idle temper. He hurriedly said goodbye to the others, and then followed.
Lenaret did not say a word, led the way in front, led him to Veronica's room, opened the door, Brando was shocked, because there was another person in the room besides Veronica .
But he also recognizes this person, with a bald head and a beard and one-eyed. This appearance is too conspicuous-this is Mangrove, the commander of the Black Legion, the marshal of the Empire in the Third Holy War. Brando almost didn't scold his mother. What on earth his scouts were doing so that such a big fish touched his territory inexplicably, he didn't even know it. This was one of the four army commanders of the empire. The strength of her body can be said to be higher than Veronica, second only to his teacher Mephistopheles. A figure of his level is like a nuclear weapon in the empire, and now this nuclear weapon has unknowingly caught his eyelids. The bottom came down, but he didn't know it.
He couldn't help but glanced back, Antitina's face was also a little bad, and she obviously recognized the other person, which showed that she hadn't heard anything.
"Brando, you are here." Veronica finally noticed Brando and the lady of the staff behind him. She and Mangrove were sitting opposite each other on a small table, the latter holding a pipe in his mouth. , The fire in the pipe was bright and dark, and the clouds were puffing out, so the house was also full of mist. Brando frowned, but immediately understood what was going on. As a person like Veronica, who actually has a slight cleanliness, she could endure it, and Mangrove was indeed her. Senior, secondly, there must be something more important that attracted her mind and made her not in the mood to care about these little things.
Veronica seemed to notice Brando’s face, and she immediately understood what Brando was thinking. She first signaled to his eldest son to close the door, so only Brando and Antitina remained in the cabin. There were also two legion chiefs four; Brando felt the door click shut behind him, and couldn't help feeling a little strange, thinking that what had happened even Lenaret could not sit in and listen. He felt that the situation was beyond his imagination, calmed down a little, and waited for Veronica to speak first.
"Brando, this is-forget it, I think you have recognized it, I won't make any extra introductions," the female army captain said halfway, and sighed, feeling a little bit about Brando's defenses. Helplessly, she glanced at him deeply: "I always feel that you are very concerned about the empire and have a strong sense of defense against us. Although you don't know why, this time you can rest assured that Mangrove passed. Some special means came here, and even the Temple of Flames had been concealed. It is reasonable for you to not notice it."
Brando looked at Mangrove always staring at the Cruz map spread on the short table. He did not look at this side. This is in line with the usual behavior of the Cruz nobles, especially his status. Naturally, it is impossible to give him a singularity. What kind of face does Ruin's Count Lord have. He glanced at Veronica again. The female army commander’s explanation made him a little better. After all, if even the Temple of Flame had been concealed, then it would not be a big deal to deceive his eyeliner, he couldn’t. So arrogant that he thinks his scout is better than the surveillance network of the Temple of Flame.
But Veronica's words made him smell a heavy sense of crisis.
Mangrove is an important representative of the military factions in the Cruz empire. What kind of events happened in the empire that made him risk such a big risk to go to Tonigel alone to meet Veronica. Meeting, even to hide the temple of flames. Brando's mind suddenly became messy. The first thing he thought of was whether the sectarian and the imperial power were at war? Has the Cruz Empire started a civil war
That's great. For Eruin, this is a godsend. The weaker Cruz is, the less pressure on Eruin will be. This is an indisputable fact.
But Brando shook his head, thinking that there probably won't be such a pie in the world in this world. Cruz has only passed after the current queen's father regained the right to speak in the empire from the clerical authority with the help of the prime minister. In less than a hundred years, the position of the imperial power faction is still very stable. Moreover, the Temple of Flame does not look like a short-sighted existence, openly rebelling, but that is the state religion of the entire Cruz culture coverage area, even if there are one or two brain-disabled people at the highest level, most of the others will stay awake, let alone Brando remembers that the person at the peak of power in the Temple of Flame seems to be the'wise Vala', and that person's words, it is absolutely impossible for his subordinates to create this kind of oolong.
It's possible that her majesty the queen.
Brando didn’t know much about the Queen of the Cruz people. To be honest, he was more familiar with Lenarete, the future emperor of the Cruz empire. Although the queen was tough, she was called iron-blooded. Queen, but in fact her acting style is a bit too rigid. However, in history, she has not been in power for two years. This time Lenaret will soon become the real crown prince after returning, and then ascend to the throne. The Cruz empire will enter a quite long period of ascent. This is also Eru. Because of the beginning of the tragedy.
So which one is this singing now
Brando looked at the two famous figures in history before him, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong in the entire history.