Princess Gryphine and Amandina walked through the corridor one after the other. The soft light shone through the wide white arched window, leaving the window frame on the ground. Light and dust floated in the air.
"Your Highness, the Royal Faction has been acting strangely recently."
Amandina suddenly said softly. For a moment, she was under the bright light, the golden buttons on her suit sparkling under the sun, but she quickly stepped into the shadows, her eyes emitting a deep light in the darkness.
Princess Gryphine paused for a moment, then stepped forward again, her voice cold and calm: "They finally can't hold back anymore. How much time do we have left?"
"Your Highness, the ministers are very dissatisfied with your excessive trust in the Lord. They are also quite dissatisfied with your sending Prince Haruz to Cruz. The fact that the Lord is involved in the Empire's civil war has been a hot topic in the kingdom. Coupled with this incident, I'm afraid the ministers can't bear it anymore."
Amandina hesitated for a moment: "In fact, there are already some bad rumors that have begun to spread outside …"
Princess Gryphine stopped once more, and Amandina stopped as well. The two of them stood by a window, and the light fell on Gryphine's upper body. Her silky silvery hair shimmered under the sunlight, and on the chest of her dress was an aquamarine gem, reflecting the disdain on her face.
"Rumors? Are you saying that the bastards plotted to kill His Highness so that they can rightfully seize the throne? "
After saying this sentence, Princess Gryphine felt that she was a little too vulgar. Her face turned red, and her skin was almost transparent under the bright light. The blush extended down to the base of her neck: "How can I not know the dirty thoughts in those people's hearts?"
Amandina looked at the princess in a daze, and could not help but praise the princess' beauty in her heart.
"Your Highness … …"
"Amandina, the crux of the problem is the struggle for power," Princess Gryphine replied softly: "So no matter where your Lord is, and what he does, it will be the same. There will be no difference. Except for Lord Oberwei, the Royal Faction is unreliable."
Amandina was silent, knowing that the princess was right.
"Then we should prepare in advance, Your Highness."
Princess Gryphine nodded and continued to walk forward. "Amandina, you should return to Valhalla."
"But Your Highness, the Lord asked me to protect you."
Princess Gryphine turned to look at Amandina with a serious expression. She couldn't help but smile: "Amandina, who is stronger between the two of us?"
Amandina was stunned.
The two of them were passing between two arched windows. Their graceful figures were hidden in the shadows behind the strong light, and only the sound of their footsteps could be heard.
Without waiting for Amandina to speak, Princess Gryphine continued: "Amandina, Mr. Brando left you by my side because I do not trust anyone else, and I only trust you and Oberwei. I plan to let Oberwei go to Anthony and convince the Duke of Anthony, so I can only leave Valhalla to you. Besides, it is also your Lord's property. "
Amandina's expression was dark and gloomy in the shadows. She also knew that Duke Anthony had just decided to pass the title of Duke to his eldest grandson, and now was the best opportunity.
However …
"Your Highness, it is too dangerous for you to stay alone in Randner."
"Don't I have Miss Freya by my side? She will protect me well."
"But Your Highness, you plan to let Freya go to Karsuk," Amandina was not tempted and replied with a frown: "Your Highness, don't think that I don't know about this!"
"Amandina, is this how you usually talk to Mr. Brando?" Princess Gryphine smiled: "This is the first time I have seen such a serious aide like you, but I still have to thank you."
Amandina blushed and said unhappily: "Your Highness, don't change the topic."
The front became bright again.
Princess Gryphine stared at the golden leaves outside the white window. Every leaf was a sign of the coming season. "Don't worry, I'm safe here. The Royal Faction won't dare to do anything to me. But it's hard to say for you. Besides, I have to stay here. Erouine cannot fall into chaos. If I leave today, the kingdom will fall into chaos again tomorrow. Do you understand? "
Amandina did not say anything. She looked at Princess Gryphine's thin figure and sighed softly.
"Your Highness, please ask for help from the Lord."
"Mr. Brando knows about our predicament. He will think of a way. I believe in him." Princess Gryphine replied with a smile.
… …
"Lady Mithril, thank you very much for your help."
"You are too kind." Lady Mithril removed her human disguise and revealed her original Silver Dragon form. She bent her neck slightly and looked at Brando with her mercury-like eyes. She gave a 'smile' and replied: "I did not keep an eye on the three traitorous dragons. This is the fault of us dragons, and we have caused a great loss to you humans. Fortunately, with your help, I was able to inform my clan immediately."
She sighed softly. The way this dragon beauty sighed was extremely elegant, as if others would empathize with her and feel pity for her. "It's a pity that the Dragon Queen has escaped. Even so, we will still stay in the mortal world for a while to search for her whereabouts."
The mountain wind howled and seemed to become even wilder in this season. Near and far, the mountains were filled with an evergreen walkway. There was a hint of bleakness and coldness in the surroundings, as if indicating that summer was about to end. Autumn had already swept in with the cold wind from the direction of the Wilderness of the Four Realms. In many places, the mountains and forests were dyed with a conspicuous red.
The valley was still gloomy and gloomy. Corpses, broken armors, and flags were strewn all over the place, telling of the great battle that had taken place here. The corpse of a black dragon lay in the valley, and the fierce battle that had broken out in the vicinity had completely changed the direction of the nearby mountains. Not to mention the soldiers of Toquinin and Jorgendy Ridge. Thousands of dragon corpses were piled up at the bottom of the valley, and as for the Golden Mane Lionmane Beastmen, they were all dead.
Except for a small number of Toquinin's soldiers who had fled, almost all the forces of the Temple of the Earth had perished. The cavemen of Jorgendy Ridge fled relatively quickly, but the high-ranking troops were also lost. The remaining troops were not a concern, and it was even suspected that they would not dare to return to the surface.
All in all, this was a rare victory, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the two alien armies had completely disintegrated.
Although Brando knew that there might still be troops of Jorgendy Ridge and Toquinin in Anzlova and Anzeruta, this battle was enough to scare them out of their wits. After this, it was hard to say if they would have the courage to go north. As for whether the White Lion Guards should go south, Brando did not think that he needed to help Lenarette reclaim her territory.
He looked silently in the direction of the valley. This battle was, in fact, a little beyond his expectations. He only wanted to give the allied forces of Jorgendy Ridge and Toquinin a head-on blow, but he did not expect it to end up in a battle of annihilation.
The wind whistled in the sky, and the branches of the dead trees on the top of the mountain were swayed. Brando had to hold on to his windbreaker. He looked up and saw a huge shadow descending from the sky. It was a few dragons of different colors. They spread their wings and circled above Brando's head, almost covering the sky.
These dragons were the biggest contributors to the change of the war.
Brando looked up. He and the dragons looked at each other silently. No one spoke first.
There were a total of seven dragons in the sky. Brando only recognized the red dragon in the middle. It had two heads, which was rare. It should be the legendary dragon, Blaze. This deformed dragon was one of the strongest dragons and one of the three longest living dragons. It was said that it was born in the era before the advent of Chaos. At that time, it was still the era when the Miirnas ruled the land. It had participated in the War of the Holy Saints and was one of the commanders at that time.
"They are thanking you," Mithril explained. "You have done them a great favor."
Brando retracted his gaze and looked at the Lady of the Silver Dragon curiously. "You dragons and the Bugas hardly intervene in the affairs of the mortal world. Ordinary people often think that you are proud of the world, but now it seems that you do not want to do so —"
"Just three traitorous dragons, do they have such a big impact on you?"
"I can't answer that question," Mithril shook her head. "But I can tell you that we do not intervene in the affairs of the mortal world because we are bound by a sacred oath."
Brando was curious. What kind of oath could bind the dragons and the equally powerful Bugas?
But if this oath was so terrifying, the Bugas and dragons did not seem to be completely uninvolved in the affairs of the mortal world. For example, this time, they showed great flexibility instead of rigidly adhering to the oath.
Mithril seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said. "This time, the Bugas and us had no choice."
"Hmm?"
"Everything before our eyes is a continuation of the mistakes we made decades ago. Speaking of which, we all owe your grandfather a great debt of gratitude." The Lady of the Silver Dragon said. "This time, we helped you win this war. On one hand, it was to punish the three traitorous dragons, but on the other hand, it was also to return the favor to your grandfather."
"However, the mistakes made by the Dragon Queen and the others are actually related to what you saw on the final battlefield decades ago, right?" Brando suddenly asked.
Mithril glanced at him. "I can't say for sure."
Brando suddenly saw a silver dragon flying lower in the sky. The dragon looked somewhat similar to Mithril, but its body was more majestic. A few silver tentacles hung down from its long and narrow dragon head.
"That's my sister," Mithril explained. "She's thanking you for saving me."
Brando shook his head. "Actually, it's not really a rescue. At that time, Lady Mithril and I were just allies. After all, in front of the three dragons, I didn't have much power to protect myself."
"But no matter what," the Silver Dragon Lady smiled and said, "it's a fact that you've saved me. We dragons have always been grateful."
For some reason, Brando suddenly thought of a small figure when he heard this.
He felt nostalgic and could not help but ask, "Lady Mithril, do you know a golden dragon?"
"Golden dragon?" Mithril was slightly startled. "Golden dragons and silver dragons are both superior dragons. There are very few of them among the dragons. We should be familiar with each other."
"Her name is Aloz."
"Oh, her?" The Lady of the Silver Dragon had a strange expression. "She seems to have cheated during her coming of age ceremony and was locked up."
"That guy has already escaped." A voice in the sky said. The one who spoke was Mithril's sister. She nodded at Brando and said, "Lord Blazegold is furious because of this. Little one, if you see her, it's best if you stay away. She's a big problem now. "
When Brando heard this, he immediately broke out in cold sweat. He had a feeling that the little female dragon would come looking for him.
Of course, it was not a problem if she came looking for him.
The problem was that according to Mithril's sister, she was now a ticking time bomb. Who knew if the Golden Dragon would vent its anger on him because of this. He could only pray that the little witch would not find him.
— — At least not until this series of problems was solved.
Mithril seemed to have seen through his worries and reminded him, "Don't forget, the Elven Queen also owes you a favor. The Wild Elven Royal Family has an heirloom treasure called the Dragon Avoidance Orb. It is said that it can make you completely disappear from the dragon's perception range. This orb is one of the gifts of the Dragon King Bahamut. Its full name is' Green Field Trace ', or Bahamut's Promise. It is one of the two sacred items of the Dragon King, along with the Crimson Blessing. This treasure is meaningless to the Wild Elves. They have a good relationship with the dragons and have no use for it. You saved her daughter, why don't you ask her to lend it to you? "
Brando was slightly surprised and could not help but look in another direction. In that direction, the little elf and her draconic companion were following behind a tall elven beauty with dejected faces. Behind her was an entire squad of Wild Elven Guards and dozens of Howling Archers. These were the guards of the Wild Elven Royal Court, and the other party was the current Elven Queen. She had arrived with the dragons, and her purpose was naturally to find the Wild Elven Princess who had been missing for a long time.
It seemed that when they were discovered by Eleranta, the Great Sage had already told the Queen the whereabouts of the little elf.
"Is it okay?" Brendel looked at the naughty Elf who was crying and unwilling to be separated from Chiara. He was very curious when the two of them became so close, so he asked Mithril.
The Silver Dragon Lady nodded at him. "She'll definitely agree. That thing doesn't mean much to the Wild Elves. She can see the relationship between you and the Dragon Clan. Even if it's only for that reason, she'll still lend it to you."
"Also," Mithril blinked at him, "You saved my life and helped us so much. Don't forget to ask Lie Yan for a treasure. If I'm not wrong, if you don't ask, they won't give it to you. You know, we dragons have always been very stingy in this regard. "
Brando could not help but look up at the Silver Dragon Lady with great curiosity, "But Lady Mithril, you seem to be an exception."
"That's because I don't have to pay for it," the Silver Dragon Lady replied very slyly, "Do you understand? It's now or never."
A treasure of the dragons, Brando heard this and his heart skipped a beat.
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