Ogeos raised his head, his grayish-brown pupils reflecting the long and narrow figure. He saw a young man coming in from the front door of the Garden of White Roses. He did not have an invitation in his hand, only a long sword made of intertwined fragments. The fragments were joined to each other, leaving only a narrow gap between them. The sword emitted a dark red light, and there was a flame emblem on the sword. Few people knew that the emblem was called 'Flame', which was a golden flame.
He held a scabbard in his other hand. It was made of fir wood, wrapped in black horse leather, with a silver buckle and a steel sheath. The scabbard was held in his hand, like a civilized stick.
He wore a black woolen Earl's coat, the surface was gray, as if it had been weathered for a long time. Even the corners of the coat and the cuffs were worn out, revealing the threads. On the collar was the coat of arms of the Cardiloso family, which was made before he left the Abies. It was a long sword, inserted in the head of a brown bear, the black pine of Karsuk, the bear of the highlands.
There was a black belt, a mithril buckle, two rings, and a dial-like ornament on the belt. The hem of the coat covered the breeches that were also worn out in several places. Then there were the long boots, the unique long boots of Granell. The leather was tanned by the best cobblers, waxed, soled, and inlaid with the coat of arms by the most careful shoemakers. It was a specialty of the edge of the Grinoires forest.
He walked into the royal courtyard as if there was no one else around. He passed through the night wind of the thousand-year-old imperial capital and also passed through his coat and hair, fluttering in the wind. The leaves chased after his footsteps and swirled into the garden. This was the last month of midsummer. He walked on the wind, as if bringing with him the bleak feeling of autumn.
After this, everything withered.
The excellent bloodline of the Cardiloso family did not make Brando handsome or suave, but at least it made him a handsome young man. This was the mark of a Knight's family. Coupled with his unique temperament, he was almost unforgettable.
Behind him were Metisha, The Shire, Mephistopheles, Andrique, and the three Valkyries. The nobles of the Cruz family followed behind. As they walked on the White Street, they seemed to remember the queen's power. Only Old Nidevan and the Grand Duke of Flowers and Leaves could focus.
In front of him, hundreds of Imperial Guards retreated like the tide, as if they had encountered some kind of scourge. However, even if it wasn't, it was more terrifying than a scourge. One only needed to look at the situation in the square outside to understand the reason for everything.
The crisscrossing stone slabs on the square that had not been damaged for hundreds of years by magic were plowed into a five-meter-deep ditch. There used to be a statue of Emperor Grantody there. There used to be a team of palace Knights stationed beside the statue. There used to be a tight security line in the square.
Now, there was nothing left.
"Who is he?"
"How did this person get in?"
The nobles looked at each other. Some of them began to regret attending the banquet. The show that was going to be played tonight was beyond their imagination. Perhaps it had never happened in the palace for hundreds of years.
Some of the older nobles compared Brendel's appearance to Brendel's and vaguely felt that the youth looked familiar, but that was a story from decades ago. Even if they thought about it carefully, it was difficult to remember that there was a person from Aouine who once dominated the Empire.
And today, there was going to be a person from Aouine who would shake the entire empire.
That was exactly what Ogeos saw in his eyes.
But that was not all.
The first thing he noticed was not Brando's body, but the other party's cold gaze. It was as if it was tangible and nailed him to the ground. There was no way he could resist it.
It was easy to imagine the shame and anger in the prince's heart.
"I've never seen the Lord so angry …"
Scarlet stared at the tall figure that appeared at the gate. No matter how much she did not want to see the Lord here, at this moment, her heart was full of peace.
She loosened her grip and the Azure Lance fell to the ground with a clang.
She suddenly remembered that she had indeed seen the Feudal Lord show a similar attitude.
That was during the first battle in Abies. The Lord stared at the ancient castle gate with a cold expression that was not inferior to this moment.
At that time, Metisha told her that this was for the dead.
But she could not understand.
Perhaps the dead deserved to be sad, but not angry, because anger was worthless.
Because the death of a commoner did not have much value. She was born in the mountains of Chablis and had seen too many deaths. Plagues, accidents, wars, monsters, they could all be the cause of a commoner's death. They would only be buried carelessly. Perhaps some people would be sad, but no one would be angry.
Some people just disappeared, but some people could not tolerate it. That was the most special person she had ever seen. A noble who was about the same age as her, but her Lord.
He killed Graudin. When the sword pierced the Baron's chest, she noticed that the Lord's face did not have the joy of revenge, only cold contempt.
It was as if this was karma, and it should be so.
Just for some people he did not know.
At this moment, the same contempt appeared on his face.
"Is it because of me?" Scarlet's heart pounded as her mind wandered: "Why would the Lord be angry for me?"
Perhaps this naive girl would never understand this question.
Ogeos left Scarlet and turned his head to look at Brando coldly. The young man's aura made him feel like he was being provoked.
The Silver Queen stopped in front of the main entrance of the White Rose Palace. She turned around and looked at the scene coldly.
It was as if she was not the host, and Brando was not a guest.
The three of them looked at each other, and the scene became quiet.
Junior Nidevan was a little hesitant and wanted to step forward, but his father held him back. The wrinkles on Senior Nidevan's face seemed to have deepened in the cool night breeze. He shook his head gently.
"I am the Great Emperor's Prime Minister, and you are his subject. But you do not know what kind of person our King is."
Little Nidevan's face was full of shame. This was the first time his father had said this to him.
Old Nidevan pointed at the youth in front of him and replied, "Let our count talk to His Majesty. Only when His Majesty has calmed down will he listen to us."
"His Majesty will be calm?"
Little Nidevan wondered if his old father's brain wasn't working properly.
But Old Nidevan shook his head and did not answer. The Duke of Flowers glanced at him and smiled without saying a word.
Ogeos glared at Brendel like a brown bear and spoke coldly after a long while.
After a while, he asked coldly, "Who are you?"
Brando glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the Silver Queen.
Ogeos looked as if he had been pricked by a needle. His tanned face turned red. In his memory, he was always the one who ignored others. He did not expect to be ignored by a country bumpkin who came out of nowhere.
And it was in front of so many people.
Henriette, who was lying under the table, saw this scene and was beaming with excitement. He pulled Conrad's hand away from his mouth and gasped: "Who is this guy? He has character. I'm telling you seriously, Conrad, I like this guy. When this is over, I must get to know him."
Conrad looked troubled: "I'm afraid Her Majesty might not think so."
"Her Majesty the Queen?" Henriette snorted: "Her Majesty the Queen is the Queen of the Empire, not my Queen. I'm a noble of the Empire. Her Majesty has no right to control who I make friends with."
"If you really want to put it that way," Conrad replied in annoyance: "Fine, it's up to you."
But subconsciously, he also felt that this guy was indeed out of line. Perhaps it was a little refreshing. He had to admit that he was a little biased towards him.
He was a knowledgeable young man, completely different from his companions. He frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly patted the latter's shoulder: "I think I know who he is."
"Who is that?"
"He has a big background."
At this time, the brown bear Ogeos seemed to have finally figured out Brando's background. This was all thanks to his follower. The follower trotted all the way to his side and whispered a few words in his ear. The brown bear straightened up and looked at Brando with contempt.
"Bah," he spat: "I thought he was someone, but he's just a country bumpkin." He was completely relieved. He pointed at Scarlet and said to Brando: "She's mine now. Erouine country bumpkin, you can scram now."
Erouine country bumpkin.
Among the nobles, there were always some who reacted quickly. "It's that Cardiloso family." Someone let out a few whispers, and then a name was spread among the nobles.
It was made up of only three words.
But it weighed more than a thousand pounds.
Sword Saint Darius.
After sixty years, the grandson of Sword Saint Darius returned to the Empire.
The way people looked at Brando changed again. Henriette muttered to himself: "So it's him …"
"Are you close to him?" Conrad asked curiously. He did not know that his companion was related to the legendary Sword Saint of Erouine.
"No, it's my grandfather," Henriette bared his teeth: "My grandfather had a duel with Sword Saint Darius and lost a mouthful of his teeth."
"What!"
Ogeos obviously did not hear the whispers of the two people under the table. In fact, he also did not hear the whispers of the crowd. He was a noble of the Lache of Wa, but compared to him, the nobles of Erouine were not even worth mentioning.
In his eyes, Brando dared to threaten him, so he was already a dead man. If Brando dared to take a step back, he would press on and leave his head here.
In the customs of the mountain people, blood for blood was the only way to repay blood with blood.
But he did not expect Brando's response to him to be so simple and direct.
The latter turned around, glanced at him, and said, "Don't worry.
"You have a bad memory."
Scarlet, who was at the side, realized that her lord was about to attack Ogeos. She quickly shouted: "My lord, he …"
He has the strength of the Elemental Enlightenment …
But the girl did not say this sentence out loud.
Because she saw Brando raise his hand. Prince Ogeos, who was a hundred meters away from him, flew out as if he had collided with a dragon. He crashed into the buildings on the left side of the White Rose Garden as if this brown bear was not an expert of the Elemental Enlightenment, but an ordinary person.
But obviously, an ordinary person would not be able to break through the walls of a building that had more than ten floors.
Everyone's mouth was wide open.
Some of them were still worried for Darius' grandson. Obviously, Prince Ogeos was not that popular. But after the previous battle, the nobles more or less knew the strength of the mountain people's prince. The mountain girl defeated dozens of palace Knights in one move, but she could not do anything to Ogeos.
Although the former was not as strong as the Flame Family Knight, she was at least an upper Gold-ranked warrior. The latter's strength was even more obvious. Darius' grandson looked to be in his late teens. How could he be a match for the brown bear in human form?
In terms of mentality, the nobles were more positive about the humans than the brown bear.
However, what happened next turned everyone's expectations upside down.
At this moment, all the nobles present had the same thought: "As expected of Darius' grandson." As people of the Imperial Capital, they obviously had a deep impression of the legendary figure from sixty years ago.
And for some of the older nobles, it was as if they had seen the nightmare of the nobles from sixty years ago.
The building was still collapsing, and gravel was rolling down. For a moment, the White Rose Garden was silent.
The Silver Queen finally opened her mouth. She only said one sentence coldly:
"How dare you! Take him down."
The four witches were in mid-air.
Atatrice opened the gate of the Bunosson Kingdom. She was afraid that Brando would repeat his previous trick and escape from under her nose, so she first opened her Extreme Plain. The Lonely Hill reflected the dark starry sky, and it spread out in the sky like flowing water, like a giant mouth in the void.
But just as she touched the gate, she heard a voice that broke her heart.
"Scram!"
Before the Golden Sea witch could react, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky. Beside her, the Witch Queen's expression changed drastically. She put her hand on the Line of Law, but before she could say anything, she heard the old woman on the other side trembling as she shouted.
"Échis, Échis is in the Bunosson …!"
But unfortunately, her voice was destined not to be heard by many people.
Because more people were rising into the sky.
One, two, three. The Sword Bearer Bradley, the Lion Sword Saint Willek, and the other of the Twin Jade Annulus of Saint Contifer Palace, the Sword Saint of Speed, Leo.
Then came the Imperial Gate, the Grand Commander of the Flame Knight Order, Richard, the Lord of the Mirror Realm, Lightless Return, and his old rival, Saipan.
Almost all of them were old friends and familiar faces from the battle at the Colddew Manor.
But what followed next was a list of names that Brendel had only seen or heard of in the game before.
First was the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards, Talia, and the other three vice-commanders of the Flame Knight Order, the Silver Eye Fein, Saint Maximilian, and the Ascetic Julian.
As for the other three, Brando had never seen or heard of them. It was not surprising that they were the hidden forces of the Cruz Royal Family.
But what made him squint his eyes slightly was the last person to rise into the sky.
Dragon Queen Gwendolyn.
Sixteen supreme realms.
A sage.
Like the stars in the night sky, they shone for a moment.
And above the stars, countless Flame Knight Order were rising into the sky. Specks of stars surrounded the bright stars.
All the nobles of the Empire present couldn't help but raise their heads and open their mouths. It was unknown whether they were surprised by such a grand scene or by the people who attracted this scene.
Under the starry sky, the Silver Queen looked down at Brando with the Empire's night sky as the background. She pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.
"Descendant of Darius, you have a trait that your grandfather didn't have, and that is, you overestimate yourself."
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