Although Brando did not understand why the Elven Queen wanted to emphasize this, it was indeed a problem. In Wohnde, for the children of the nobles, losing the ability to reproduce was a serious matter. This was because while they enjoyed the power of the family, they were also responsible for the prosperity of the family.
For unmarried noblewomen, infertility was even more serious, because it would make them lose the ability to marry into a political alliance.
Although for Brando, who had half the soul of a modern person, perhaps losing the ability to make political marriages was not necessarily a bad thing, he had to admit that in Wohnde's aristocratic system, this was almost the greatest value of a woman's existence. Many noblewomen valued it very much.
It was actually related to their future status.
He did not know what Dilferi was thinking about this, but he had a vague feeling that as the future successor of the Yanbao family, Dilferi might not accept the first condition. She had paid such a high price to learn demonic magic in order to revive the Yanbao family. How could she be willing to become a useless person?
However, there was no need to reject this gift. At the very least, even if others couldn't use the spring water, it wouldn't be a problem for Ina. Ina was a card creature. Her power wasn't built on her own, but was given by the laws. Therefore, it was very likely that she could use the spring water.
The contaminated spring water was not harmful to her, and for a card creature, it did not matter whether she could reproduce or not.
Moreover, he had confirmed with the Elven Queen that there was no problem with the mineral in the spring water. For the sake of the Singing Silver, he had to accept this gift.
He had a feeling that the Elven Queen's last reminder was not without reason, but he could not think of a reason for it. When he asked again, the Elven Queen said that it was just a reminder. In the end, he could only think that he was too paranoid after going through several battles.
The Elven Queen quickly transferred the Spring of Youth. Although the Wild Elves' spatial magic was not as profound as the Holy Cathedral of Fire, and they did not have a legendary teleportation spell like the Door of Flame, it was not a problem for them to transfer small objects through a short teleportation.
Springs of Youth varied in size. It was said that the large ones could cover an area of several hundred meters. However, the Spring of Youth of the wild elves was very 'slim'. It was only a few meters long and wide, and it was no taller than a person and a half. It wasn't difficult to move it over with spatial magic.
When the Spring of Youth fell to the ground, Brando immediately discovered that it was indeed very different from ordinary Springs of Youth. The spring water of the Spring of Youth was clear and transparent, without any impurities. Even in a dark environment, the surface of the water sparkled with a silvery light, looking incomparably pure and holy. But this city of youth.
The spring water had a strange dark red color, and there was a layer of faint red mist on top of the spring water. There was also a faint trace of a strong exotic fragrance, which smelled like the fragrance of laurel.
Can this thing be drunk? Brando could not help but be very suspicious. No matter how he looked at it, this spring water looked like something that the demons had done. God knew what would happen if he drank it.
However, the Elven Queen told him that other than the flaws she mentioned before, this spring water was no different from the real Spring of Youth. It would not cause people to fall into depravity or make them go crazy, although it did look very strange. As for the evil aura of the spring water, it was because of the dragons.
They had once used this Spring of Youth to purify the power of the demons. However, the evil aura in the spring water had already been completely evaporated during the purification. The reason why the spring water had such side effects had nothing to do with the demons. It was because the sacred spring water had been damaged during the ritual.
It was just a serious damage.
The wild elves had been neutral most of the time in Wohnde, and this generation's Queen and the future Princess White had a very good reputation in history. Brando believed that the Elven Queen had no reason to lie to him.
He also saw a faint silver light in the depths of the spring water, and understood that it was the ore of the Singing Silver.
This miraculous metal didn't only exist in the Singing Spring. In fact, it was an associated mineral with the Dragonblood Gem, which was rich in magic. However, the Dragonblood Gem was even rarer than the Singing Silver. Therefore, there was no way to obtain the Singing Silver. The Singing Silver was extracted from the ore.
After it was refined, the whole body was silver-white, but it had a natural magic texture. As long as it was placed in water, it would naturally produce beautiful music. That was how the Singing Silver got its name.
However, Brando felt a little strange. It seemed that the elves had not touched the ore in the spring water in the past few decades. Could it be that they left the spring water in Eleranta just to wait for the day when they could return it to its rightful owner?
He asked the Elven Queen this question, but the latter just smiled and did not answer. She told him that the spring water had more commemorative value than practical value in Eleranta. As for why, he would naturally understand one day.
Brando felt that this answer was better than not telling him anything, so as not to arouse his curiosity and make him fall from the sky, making him extremely uncomfortable.
He faintly felt that the Elven Queen might not be as kind as she appeared on the surface. She exuded a kind of black-bellied aura from head to toe.
The Dragon Avoidance Orb had always been with the Elven Queen. It looked like a transparent crystal ball, but the edges were plated with a strange green light. When Brando took it from Her Majesty the Queen, it was cold to the touch. Only then did he realize that this thing was actually made of liquid.
When it was held in the hand, the surface tension was enough to keep it in the form of a water ball, but with a little force, the liquid would spread and wander around the user's body.
The Elven Queen told him that this was the correct way to use this treasure: Let it spread into a thin layer of film, and hide the person who wanted to hide inside it, so that it could block all detection methods of the dragons.
Soon, Brando recognized the Orb as its owner under the latter's guidance, and then experimented with it several times. He found that the spread of the liquid could completely envelop a person and breathe without hindrance. It was just a little uncomfortable the first time, but he would soon get used to it. It was just that Brando always felt that it was his first time using it.
The Elven Queen deliberately did not remind him, and as a result, he almost made a fool of himself in front of everyone and choked on several mouthfuls of water.
But when he looked at the other party, the latter just gave him a kind smile.
Now, Brando vaguely understood where the Elven Queen's Bear Aura came from. It turned out that it was a family inheritance.
After thanking the elves, the negotiations with the dragons went much smoother than expected. However, the scene of a few dragons in a circle pushing the responsibility to each other made everyone's jaws drop. It was as if from then on, these elegant, powerful, and mysterious creatures were no longer as noble as before.
Most people's impression of them suddenly collapsed and turned into fragments on the ground. Brando, on the other hand, was already familiar with the temperament of these flying lizards.
In the end, it took half a day for the dragons to finally decide who would pay the reward for Brando's' bravery '. Their consensus was that whoever benefited from it would pay the bill. In the end, the dragons would pay half of the reward, and the Silver Dragon Lady Mithril, who was indebted to Brando, would have to pay the other half.
Half.
Mithril did not expect that she would shoot herself in the foot. Her face was gloomy for the whole afternoon. Fortunately, she did not make things difficult for Brando. She only cursed a few times in her heart. "Those damn old bastards!"
Her elder sister was obviously not excluded from this list.
Brendel had a good impression of the Silver Dragon Lady and suggested to her in private if she wanted to give her half of the loot, but Mythril shook her head generously: "I won't cheat you of your money, little one. You're my savior, and I, Mythril, am willing to pay you back."
I'm not that poor. "
Then she added, "Don't worry, my sister and I will each take half of the reward."
Brando always felt that he had caused the dragon sisters to turn against each other. He could not help but feel very guilty.
As for the part of the dragon clan, the remaining dragons argued again. Finally, before nightfall, the oldest two-headed dragon, Inferno, came to a conclusion. They would pay first, and then continue to argue when they returned.
In short, he could not lose face in front of his human friends.
Brando was helpless against these stingy fellows. In the end, it was unlikely that he would be able to obtain the so-called 'secret treasure of the dragon clan'. He took the opportunity to make a request, hoping to get a portion of the gold in the river from the dragon clan. It would be best if they could give him a batch of Imperial Wind Foals. Hearing this request, the dragons were relieved.
They were obviously relieved. The gold in the river, also known as the witch's gold, had an extraordinary origin, but it was not rare. At least, it was much cheaper than the rare treasures they had collected.
Inferno had an expression of 'you're not bad, kid. You can still see the big picture'. After praising Brando, she agreed to his request and promised to give him five hundred pounds of gold in the river. As for the Imperial Wind Foals, the dragon frankly told him that they did not have any!
Because the dragons could fly by themselves and did not need mounts, they naturally would not raise these things. However, he was given an additional reward of hundreds of thousands of gold coins, so he did not suffer a loss.
Brendel did not care about the hundreds of thousands of gold coins at all, because he had been stunned by the unexpected surprise for a long time. He did not even dream that the Dragons would give him five hundred pounds of River Gold with a casual swipe of their hands. Brendel could not help but feel a wave of extravagance wash over him.
A sense of inferiority arose in his heart. One had to know that his original expectation was only a mere 50 pounds.
He was glad that he did not take the initiative to ask. At the same time, he thought to himself: Martha above, how rich are these damn lizards?
If he did not know how terrible the Golden Folk were, he would have almost gone out to rob the dragons.
Late at night, the dragons finally flapped their wings and left towards the north. The Elven Queen also took away the crying little elf. Before the elves left, Chiara comforted the elf that she would definitely go and see her. However, Brando suspected that this was purely a lie.
When she returned to Erouine, how would she have a chance to leave Seifer?
After consulting with Dilferi, the latter did not hesitate to reject the wild elves' Spring of Youth.
"My Lord, thank you for your kindness, but as the heir of Yanbao, I cannot become a useless person. Moreover, as the daughter of a noble family, if I can't have children, it will damage the family's reputation. "
After hearing the side effects of the spring water, Dilferi calmed down. Since the battle in Ampere Seale, she had overdrawn her life force, and her health had been deteriorating. These days, she had been plagued with illness and could hardly leave the bed. Even when she was on a diplomatic mission to Cruz, she spent most of her time in the carriage.
Even Edney, the most delicate of the ambassadors, behaved much better than she did.
However, if she was asked to give up all her previous efforts and be a weak and powerless noble lady, she would never accept it.
The heir of Yanbao could be a dead person, but she could not be a useless person. That would bring shame to the family.
Brando understood that she valued the glory of Yanbao more than anything else. He sighed in his heart and did not try to persuade her again.
"You don't have to worry. One day, I will help you find the real Spring of Youth, Miss Dilferi."
Dilferi was slightly startled. She looked up at Brando, but did not refuse. Instead, she bowed slightly to him. "Thank you, my Lord."
After Brando sent Dilferi away, he found that the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Empire had come to his door.
Delfien was supported by the Silver Dragon Lady, Mithril. The latter had just quarreled with her sister, so she decided not to go back for the time being. She sat calmly in the wheelchair and said to him quietly, "My Lord, I don't mind."
Brando was slightly startled. He could not help but look at the daughter of the Prime Minister in the wheelchair. Delfien was wearing a purple evening dress. The black stockings under the dress outlined her perfectly proportioned slender legs, but it could not hide the ugly scars on her snow-white skin.
Her graceful figure and ample bosom were proof of the charm this young girl once possessed.
Although Delfien used her long hair to cover half of her face, it was still impossible to see the horror under her long neck. Almost only a small part of her face still retained its original human appearance. The terrible disaster had almost taken away all her pride in the past. She could barely stand up from her wheelchair.
When she stood up from the chair, her legs were faintly showing signs of atrophy. Her left hand could not move at all, and her right hand could only do limited movement. Her neck could only turn at half an angle.
At this moment, she was basically equivalent to a useless person.
Although there were many conflicts in the past, Brando could not help but feel his heart palpitate when he looked at her at this moment. However, he did not see any despair on her face. In her deep purple eyes, there was only calmness.
Delfien quietly pursed her lips, waiting for his reply.
Brando hesitated. Of course, he knew what the daughter of the Prime Minister was talking about.
"Miss Delfien, I will not give you the spring water."
"Why?"
"You should understand."
Delfien shook her head: "My Lord, it doesn't matter to me whether I have strength or not. I seek another kind of strength — wisdom and power. It does not necessarily require strength. … … On the other hand, after Elman's death, what does it mean to me whether I can have children?
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Brando could not help but frown at the mention of Elman. This was the root of everything. At that time, the daughter of the Prime Minister was hysterical like a madwoman.
There was no doubt that love itself was not wrong.
He hesitated for a moment before replying: "Miss Delfien, about Elman's death … …"
"I know —" Delfien coldly interrupted Brando: "My Lord, I said before that I will not pursue this matter."
Brando looked at her and frowned. It was difficult for him to see through this woman's thoughts. To be honest, he was still not completely at ease with her. After all, this daughter of the Prime Minister had changed her attitude too much. He really could not guess what she wanted to do.
If she really let go of all her hatred, then she could have quietly left. There was no need for her to help her former 'enemy'.
As for the reason she said that she wanted to borrow his hand to save her family, it was a little too stiff. If he had not seen the wisdom of this daughter of the Prime Minister, perhaps he would have some doubts. But with the ability she had shown, it did not seem like she needed to rely on him.
At least from an emotional point of view, he felt that he was not the best choice for her. Although Brando was not very sensitive to people's hearts, he was not stupid either.
But what puzzled him the most was that at least until now, at least, she had been helping him wholeheartedly. She had not done anything in secret. Thinking of this, he could not help but reply: "Miss Delfien, although I do not quite understand what you are thinking in your heart, I do not understand what your intentions are.
Perhaps we are not on the same path. But as long as you are willing to trust me, I have promised to find the real Fountain of Youth for Dilferi. I will definitely restore you to your original state — "
"… … Consider it as compensation."
Delfien's eyes flashed with a deep light.
"You do not owe me anything, my Lord. If anything, it is I who owes everyone. I have caused a lot of trouble for you." She replied very calmly: "I also want to believe that my Lord will keep his promise. To be honest, you are the most special noble I have ever met.
Yes, my Lord. "
"Miss Delfien."
"My Lord, thank you for your kindness, but I have made up my mind."
Brando looked at her and finally nodded silently.
After getting Brendel's approval, Delphine let out a sigh of relief, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on her face. The evening wind gently lifted her hair, and for a moment, it made her ferocious face not so ugly. The prime minister's daughter quietly looked at the sky from her wheelchair.
After a while, she opened her mouth and said:
"My Lord, this battle has come to an end. Basically, the expected goal has been achieved. After Miss Metisha cleans up the remaining undead in the Wa Lache Pass, the Queen's plan in the East Metz can be said to be a complete failure."
Brando nodded. The whole plan was not entirely his own. He was just the beginning. The rest of the plan was basically the work of the girl in front of him. Together with Metisha and Senior's modifications and improvements, it finally led to today's great victory. Delfien's sudden mention of this matter was obviously not without reason. He waited for her to continue.
"And?"
"After the defeat of the White Legion, Jorgendy Ridge, and Toquinin, it will be difficult for the Silver Queen to end the battle in Metz quickly." Delfien paused for a moment: "I think, in this case, she may directly attack you."
"Attack me?"
"Yes, in my opinion, compared to the eldest prince, you may be a bigger threat in the eyes of the Silver Queen. The war between the eldest prince and Her Majesty is just a civil war among the Cruz people. But between you and her, it involves the core issue of who is the successor of the Dark Dragon. You, who have also inherited the power of the Dark Dragon, and with the support of the witches, you may have the ability to challenge her current power. "
"But this is not what I want."
"I understand," Delfien replied: "My Lord, the others around you also understand, but Her Majesty does not. Or rather, she understands, but this is not important to her."
"— Not to mention, my Lord is the descendant of the Sacred Swordsman Darius. As one of the few people who witnessed the truth behind the dark curtain, your birth and background are not inferior to Her Majesty's. If my Lord calls for help, there may not be fewer people than Her Majesty's."
Brando felt that he did not have the ability to do so. At the very least, Jorgendy Ridge and the Lionfolk would not listen to him. Not to mention, he had not even sorted out the forces in Erouine.
But he continued to listen to Delfien's analysis and asked: "So, Miss Delfien, what do you think the Silver Queen will do next? Don't forget, it's not like she hasn't attacked us before. "
He was referring to the previous confrontation between the witches, which was almost a face-to-face battle, but the witches still failed.
"Yes, but if I were Her Majesty, I would change the method this time. Before this, no matter whether it was the assassination or the mobilization of the army, they all failed. This time, my Lord, I have no choice but to let you fight on her home ground."
"But do you think I'm that stupid?"
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