"Hanlu Manor?" Brando tapped on the table with his fingertips, and replied thoughtfully: "Delphine hasn't found out where the Holy See Vara and the Temple of Flame Old School are being held, if the Silver Queen If it’s not a suspicion of soldiers, suppose one of the prince’s old residence and Hanlu Manor is where the'prison' is located, then the other..."
In fact, since the Silver Queen split the temple, the faction represented by Walla has been called the conservative faction, while the other faction is naturally the reformist faction represented by the scholastic faction.
"Qian is there." Medissa's silver eyes lit up slightly, and she understood what he wanted to express.
"Lord Lord, shall we act?" she asked immediately.
Brando shook his head. "It's best to check it out first." He replied. Although this place seems very likely, it cannot be ruled out that it is a trap or suspicious circle deliberately set by the Silver Queen. The best way is to sneak into the investigation first: "Tonight I and..."
"Brando, let me go!"
Before he finished speaking, Faina was cut off by Faina.
The eldest lady with the flower-leaf collar blurted out almost without thinking, and then seemed to realize what she had said. She saw Brando and Metisa looking at herself in amazement, their faces seemed to be burning and red. It must be hot: "... I, I mean, I know it well."
"But Faina, you don't seem to sneak in?" Brando couldn't help asking.
"Infiltration and covert operations, the teacher also taught me, but..." Faina replied quietly.
"It's just that there is no actual combat experience, right?"
Faina blushed and insisted: "Even if I don't have actual combat experience, I can still do it well."
"This is not an outing, my eldest lady."
"I know..." Faina blinked slightly, her voice weakened: "I... I can stay on the periphery, I know there are some unknown trails there..."
"That's not okay," Brando shook his head. "It's not safe. According to our prior plan, non-combatants should try to avoid participating in the war."
Faina had to shut her mouth and stared at Brando bitterly with only her azure eyes.
Just when Brando thought she was going to make Missy again, the former bit her lower lip and whispered, "I see..."
This contrast surprised Brando. In his mind, the impression of the eldest lady still remained in the image of the savage and willful little princess in the ring of trade winds. He was already prepared for the other party to lose his temper. But he didn't expect that the last sentence was just "I got it", which made him feel as if he had hit the cotton with a punch.
He couldn't help but glanced at the other side alertly, this attitude he saw most in one person-that was the merchant lady. Because usually little Roman speaks nicely when he has to bow his head, but in reality, it is basically the opposite of another set, and he has been given a lot of headaches without changing his teachings.
But fortunately, he knew Faina would not be so unethical at least. This eldest lady had her own pride and disdain to play with these careful thoughts.
Regarding the conversation between the two, the little silver elf princess looked at Faina and smiled mysteriously, and then suggested to Brando: "Lord Lord, in fact, it seems to me , Maybe it’s better to bring Miss Faina."
Brando was startled slightly, but he didn't expect that Medissa would suddenly turn against him.
"Medissa?" He turned his head and looked at her, as if to make sure that the other party was joking.
Faina also raised her head at this time, and gave Metisa who was sitting on the chair a little surprised.
"Because Ms. Sidney is not suitable for entering the city, her goal is too conspicuous," Metisa replied with a smile. She can be said to be the person who has followed Brand for the longest time besides Shire, and she can see through herself at a glance. Lord Lord’s thoughts, so you can talk about it: "Assuming this is the trap of the Silver Queen, then her target may be Ms. Sidney, not Ms. Faina, because she has had opportunities in the past few days, right? Why bother to do this."
Brando suddenly realized that this is a reverse thinking. The Silver Queen uses Vala as the bait. Then her goal is likely to be the statue of the saint of the lion, as Metis said. She also has urgent motives. , Obtaining the Holy Sword Odyssey is the most important step for her to integrate and control the Temple of Flame. In her own camp, in addition to her own inheritor of Odin, it is probably Sidney’s treatment of her Majesty the Queen. The most important.
Relatively speaking, the ownership of Huaye collar is really not that important to her.
In this way, if Sidney can’t enter the imperial capital, he does need to choose one of Delphine and Faina, who are familiar with the imperial capital, as an alternative candidate, and Faina is still slightly more in comparison. Appropriate. Although neither of them has any ability to protect themselves, at least she is a student of Veronica and has excellent swordsmanship.
And the daughter of the prime minister has been no different from an ordinary person since taking the side-effects of the fountain of youth, but in fact, in this era when the tide of magic has begun to deepen its influence on the entire world in all aspects, she may not have any power. Not even ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but glance at Faina.
"No problem?"
"Then you have to ask if Miss Faina is ready," Medissa replied seriously, "This is a dangerous job."
"I have no problem!" Faina hurriedly replied, "I will protect myself. Don't forget, whose student I am."
Brando looked at this young lady like this, and in his heart actually wanted to complain that your teacher himself was imprisoned in Moss at this moment, but considering his respect for the lady of the legion commander, he really couldn’t bear to show her face anymore. The slander on the slander, forbearance, did not say anything.
He sighed. Although this may not be the best option, it is at least not the worst, and that's all he thought.
At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the room, causing the door to make a beeping sound. Brando subconsciously glanced at the sky, predicting who might be outside the door. Faina turned and opened the door, only to find Sidney with a serious face standing outside the door.
Because Brando promised to help this lady repair the holy sword Odyspheus, she will appear on time at this time almost every day, not one minute earlier or one minute late. Over time, others have become accustomed to this. .
But today, in addition to the lady of the Saintess of the Lion Palace, there was also Delphine who had just gone upstairs standing outside the door.
The prime minister's daughter had a smile on her face, but the inaccessible look in her eyes made Faina feel a little uncomfortable, and she took a step back subconsciously.
"Ms. Sidney, Delphine, you are here." Brando said hello.
Delphine smiled slightly and said that he just happened to be passing by.
Brando turned his head and looked at Sidney, who was expressionless on the side: "Ms. Sidney."
"Excuse me, Mr. Earl," the voice of the lady of the Saintess of the Lion Palace was as flat as boiled water as before: "Can you spare time?"
Brando nodded. He had promised the opponent as early as in Fatan Harbor. Once the battle in Fatan Harbor was over, he would help her repair the Holy Sword Odyssey. Now that Fattan Harbor has won the first battle, he naturally won't find any excuses to break his promise, not to mention that he himself is extremely interested in the legendary flame blade.
Upon seeing this, Medissa quickly got up and winked at Faina, and walked out with the lady with a flower-leaf collar. Although Delphine was always standing outside the door, she did not intend to enter, as if she was really like her. Said, she just happened to pass by when she went upstairs.
After Ms. Sidney entered the room, Medissa closed the door, then raised her head and looked at Delphine.
The prime minister's daughter was startled slightly, and asked with feeling, "Do you have something to tell me, Miss Medissa?"
"I thought you would betray us as soon as you returned to the imperial capital." Medissa said softly.
"But I didn't, did I," Delphine smiled. "We had a great time working together in Fattan Harbor, Miss Medissa, why don't you choose to continue to believe me?"
"Because I don't feel sincerity in you," Metisa replied, "The elves can distinguish the people who are ill-intentioned. This is actually the silver elves. I can't guess what you are thinking, Miss Delphine, but I Know that you have no good intentions."
"You really are a silver elf, Miss Medissa?"
But Medissa ignored her.
Delphine sighed: "So I don't understand what you are trying to say, Miss Medissa, you should understand that nothing I am doing now is not bad for you."
"My lord thinks that the contradiction between you and him is just a misunderstanding. He appreciates you very much. This appreciation is the same as that of Ms. Misril. However, this does not mean that I will feel softened because of this," Medissa's face was cold. After coming down, she rarely showed such a side in front of outsiders: "I just want to repeat what I said last time—"
"Don't give me a chance to let my spear pierce your heart," she stared coldly into Delphine's eyes, and said word by word: "Tas-la-Giem, the vengeance of eternal life, no means- I swear by the old silver elves proverb, you should have heard this proverb."
"Vow of revenge," Delphine's purple eyes flashed.
…
It was dark outside the window, and the light of candlelight lit up inside the room.
Sidney chanted a spell, then stretched out her right hand, as if holding a sword hilt in the void, she slowly pulled to the right, and drew a sharp sword full of cracks and scars from the void, the sword The body of the sword has long been broken, and the shimmering metallic fragments are suspended in the space, still maintaining the shape of the sword, and the edge of the blade occasionally flashes a dark red light.
This is the Holy Sword Odyssey.
Brando has seen this scene many times, but every time he is still shocked. This is the present form of the holy sword. It has already died with the departure of the King of Flames, so the craftsmen cannot recast its body. The fragments of the Flame Blade that Sidney brought out from the temple are actually more memorable to the followers of the Temple of Flame. Ordinary long sword fragments are no different.
He only recently learned about this secret, which made him wonder whether the same is true of the Earth Sword in his hand. Although Harangea was more complete, Sidney told him that if the Flame Blade remained intact in the physical world, The power is not inferior to the sword of the earth. With the hammering of time, legendary beliefs penetrated into the sword, turning it from a mortal thing into a powerful ancient sacred sword. You must know that Eke’s lion-hearted sacred sword was once only his most ordinary sword. The saber is nothing more than.
People’s hearts converge to form beliefs, and fame spreads to create legends. Potentially powerful desires and the magic of language and words engrave the things of this world in the world of laws, so the things of the ancients can exist.
Sidney let go and motioned for him to come forward.
Brando was already familiar with it. He stretched out his hand to take the hilt of the holy sword from the lady, and a sense of familiarity responded from the sword. In fact, as early as in Port Fattan, he recognized himself by the soul of Odyssey. He injected it into the fragments of the holy sword once, and at that time he established a Ruoyouruuowu connection with the law of the flame blade.
But it is not that simple to repair Odyssey. The Soul of the Holy Sword fell asleep because its projection in the world of law was fragmented, and the reason why its projection in the world of law was fragmented was due to the lack of faith, that is, the loss of existence. Relying on this world.
Although the ancient soul now wakes up again and recognizes him, its present form still has no support.
The formation of a belief and the birth of a legend cannot be supported by a single individual, even if Brando is in control of the soul of Odyssey, he cannot give the Flame Blade a new life.
What he has to do is to retrieve its glory.
He grasped the hilt of the Yanzhi, and the ancient soul in his body immediately resonated with the remaining form of the world, forming a multitude of illusions before his eyes...
What made the legend belong to it, made its name travel on the earth, made people extol it, and made this holy sword exist in this world
So, where is the pride of the sword
It used to be the holy sword of the Temple of Flame, and the King of Flame used it to open an era. Pure flames separated the dark thorns and burned a path in despair.
But what Brando saw in the illusion was not the most glorious moment of the King of Flames—on the Plain of Saint White, he declared the end of an unprecedented huge empire. From this moment on, all injustice and oppression came to an end. The flame blade Odyssey was in his hand, shining brightly under the sun penetrating the dark clouds.
What he saw was everything burning in the flames, palaces and cities, this scene seemed familiar. A pair of unyielding eyes, the burning anger in the eyes, what burns to ashes in the flame, is ridiculous arrogance.
What gave birth to the flame's unyielding, it is the resistance under oppression, it exists, and it declares that everyone can firmly grasp their own destiny.
This is the golden flame, symbolizing the vow of resistance and uncompromising.
'So I give it to the world, not the empire—'
This is the way of Jin Yan.