"Does Your Royal Highness have anything to say to me?" Brando asked after Queen Madara left.
"Yes, there are two letters in total. One is from His Highness Haruze, and the other is from His Royal Highness. He entrusted Her Royal Highness to pass them to you. "
"His Royal Highness?" Brando thought for a moment, thinking that the Royal Highness should have made some moves in the north, unless he really didn't covet Erouine's throne at all. But judging from the way he arranged for his sister Chiara to be part of the envoy group, he was not an unambitious person.
To be honest, he admired the first-in-line heir of House Seifer. Although he was born with a disability, he was wise, calm, patient, and knew when to advance and retreat. If House Seifer was orthodox, Brando even thought that the Royal Highness would be more suitable to inherit Erouine's throne because he was a man. After all, Erouine had no precedent of a female monarch, and Haruze's personality was too weak.
Unfortunately, House Seifer lost its legitimate status in Erouine since it was abandoned by the Lionheart Sword. Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but glance at the Lionheart Sword in Freya's hand.
"Is the letter here?"
"It's on me." Freya opened her purse and took out two well-preserved letters. She stacked the two letters together and handed them over with both hands.
Brando walked down the stairs and took the letter. As he was about to open it, Delfien's voice asked from behind him, "Do you need me to leave?"
Brando looked back at her, thought for a moment, and shook his head. "No. Stay. If you stay, I might need your advice. "
He didn't intend to fully trust this woman, but although his alliance with Her Royal Highness and Haruze was not yet on the table, it was nothing compared to the other secrets they had experienced along the way.
"Delfien?" It was only then that Freya noticed the Prime Minister's daughter on the balcony. She couldn't help but look surprised. "You are …?"
"Your Lord saved my life. As repayment, I will serve Abies wholeheartedly." Delfien replied with a smile.
"Brando, what's going on?" Freya raised her heroic eyebrows and spoke in an unfriendly tone. She placed one hand on the hilt of the Lionheart Sword, as if she would unsheathe the sword at the slightest provocation.
The Shire and Amandina had told her everything that happened in Rushta. She also knew how the Roman was captured by the Tree Herders and how the Twilight Dragon descended. It could be said that the Silver Queen and the Tree Herders were responsible for one-third of the disaster that happened that day, and the remaining one-third was this woman's responsibility.
Freya and the Roman knew each other since childhood and grew up together in Bucce. It could be said that they were closer to each other than Brando. As the person who hurt the Roman, she didn't immediately draw her sword out of respect for Brando.
Brando looked coldly at Delfien. This woman was playing her tricks again. Others might not understand, but he couldn't be any clearer. She was purposely angering Freya.
He used his eyes to warn Freya not to cause any more trouble and told her everything that had happened from Rushta to the Sea of Elements to Rosaleen. He also told her about his current relationship with the prime minister's daughter and the mystery of the Nature's Orb's whereabouts to the Valkyrie from Bucce.
Freya listened to Brando's description and her expression softened. She didn't expect Brando to have experienced so much alone. She couldn't help but ask, "I didn't expect you to have experienced so much. Are … are you alright, Brando?"
Brando shook his head.
Freya thought for a moment. She wasn't the naive girl from before, so she quickly found a suspicious point. "But Brando, when you wanted to kill her on the ship, why didn't you do it in the end? Did she tell you the secret of the Jade of her own accord?"
Brando suddenly blushed as he recalled that ridiculous night. He quickly coughed and said vaguely, "Well, probably …"
Delfien looked at his awkward expression and snickered on the balcony.
"Probably?"
"Well …" Brando could only change the topic. "Let's take a look at the letter first. I thought it would be the princess who wrote to me. I didn't expect it to be Haruze. What did the prince say in the letter?"
Freya shook her head honestly, "I don't know either. This is a letter personally written to you by His Highness. How could I peek at it?" "That's right." Freya didn't know what Freya was thinking. She didn't know what Freya was thinking.
Brando opened the envelope and shook out the letter from it. Haruze's envelope was sealed with his royal seal with the emblem of stars, moon, and lilies on it. It was the emblem of the royal family of Erouine, but as the heir of the kingdom, his private emblem was slightly different from that of Gryphine, with more ivy patterns.
He opened the letter and glanced at it. There were only a few lines on the first page of the letter. The young prince first greeted him as a student, then briefly described the process of his return to Erouine, the progress of learning black magic, and so on. The respectful wording and tone of the letter made him smile. Once again, he thought of his shy and introverted student.
"What did Prince Haruze write in the letter?" Freya asked curiously when she saw the smile on Brando's face. Obviously, this polite and shy young prince was also very popular in the Abies territory.
"It's nothing. He's just sending his regards. In the letter, he mentioned that Lady Freya is an excellent and noble knight, unlike his teacher. I'm sure you'll only know the contents of the letter after I open it."
"What does that mean?"
"It means you won't peek. He asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."
"Ah, Brando, what did you teach Prince Haruze? How are you going to explain it to Her Royal Highness?" Freya replied grumpily.
"Isn't that good? Only boys with a sense of humor can win the favor of women." Brando said as he opened the second page of the letter and continued reading.
"Oh, is that so?" Freya deliberately glanced at Delfien who was standing on the balcony. Although she couldn't get angry at Brando, it didn't mean she was an idiot.
Brando immediately coughed loudly.
"I will tell the Roman." She held the sword, blushed, and gritted her teeth. "Brando."
The prime minister's daughter smiled but didn't say anything.
But at this time, Brando raised his eyebrows and made a soft sound of surprise. He suddenly closed the letter with a very strange expression on his face.
Freya noticed Brando's expression and stopped joking. She asked seriously, "What's wrong?"
"Haruze said he doesn't want to inherit Erouine's throne —"
"What?"
"What?"
One after the other, Freya and Delfien on the balcony opened their mouths at the same time. However, the former's voice was pure surprise, while the prime minister's daughter seemed to have heard a strange story.
Just like how a simple-minded person like a blank sheet of paper couldn't understand the ambitions of others, ambitious people often found it difficult to understand Haruze's desire to pursue freedom and plain life.
In Delfien's mind, there was actually someone in this world who wasn't passionate about power and status? Then this person must be a fool.
But Brando could barely understand the thoughts of his shy student. They were actually the same kind of people. If they weren't bound by responsibility, profit, power, and ambition weren't what they pursued. Haruze worked hard to become mature step by step, just to fulfill the expectations of Princess Gryphine. And when he understood the responsibility he shouldered, perhaps the bond between the king and his subjects would be added.
However, these were not what the young prince wanted.
He was a little lost in thought, and then said to the others present, "Haruze said in the letter that he is not the person Erouine needs. Erouine needs a real hero, but that hero is not him."
"How can he be so willful?" Freya was so surprised that she almost couldn't close her mouth, "What about Her Royal Highness?"
"Her Royal Highness didn't object."
"As the king of Erouine, he has the right to pass the crown to the successor he entrusted, as long as this person has enough qualifications." Delfien suddenly said, "For example, the successor of the royal blood, or a prince."
"A prince?"
Delfien looked at Brando, "If the seigneur marries Princess Gryphine, he can be that prince. In Erouine, no one is more qualified than him for this position."
Freya opened her mouth in surprise and looked at Brando in disbelief.
"Indeed," Brando nodded, "This is also one of Haruze's ideas. The other candidate is His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the king. If Haruze abdicates himself, House Seifer will have a legal position."
"But-" He looked at Freya and Delfien, and changed the topic, "We are not suitable."
Freya had not yet reacted to this shocking news, only Delfien asked in confusion, "Why? Isn't this a good opportunity for us? My lord, if you want to save Erouine, you have to have it first. And as long as the count becomes the master of Erouine, you can use its power, and it will help us rescue the Roman lady, isn't it? "
Brando glanced at her as if he could see straight into her heart, but he shook his head and did not say anything. He just opened the second letter, the one sent to him by the eldest son of the king. To his surprise, this letter was in two copies, one of which was sent to him by Princess Chiyara. Although he had always been biased against the northern nobles, he had always had a good impression of this little princess. After all, although Princess Chiyara was a little capricious, she had saved his life.
Without giving any promises at all, she had given him Seifer's Heart, which was extremely important to the Seifer royal family. This kindness alone was not something he could ignore.
However, Princess Chiyara's letter did not mention anything about Seifer's Heart. She only chatted with him about a bunch of interesting things she had encountered these days, and then told him that she could live in Abies for a while as a magic apprentice. Coincidentally, her teacher was Amandina, who was recommended by Garlock.
Of course, in Brando's view, this was not a coincidence at all. It must be the arrangement of the eldest son of the king. He could not help but shake his head, unable to figure out what the eldest son of the king was planning.
Then he began to read the second letter. When he opened the letter sent to him by the eldest son of the king, Brando could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly, looking very surprised.
In the letter, the eldest son of the king talked with him about the situation in the north of Erouine. Overall, it was not too bad, but it was not too good either. Since the disaster of the Fallen Moon, a large number of refugees from Cruz had poured into the north of Erouine through Anzeruta. Due to the abnormal weather after the arrival of the Magic Tide, the crops in the north of Erouine failed, resulting in a large-scale famine.
On the other hand, although the nobles in the north were bound by him to stand on the side of the Corvado royal family in the War of the Black Rose, with the end of the war and the onset of famine, the nobles in the north began to be less respectful than before the war. The nobles in the Gray Mountain and Balta had even threatened to take back Ampere Seale, so that they could survive the unbearable winter with the wealth of Ampere Seale.
The eldest son of the king also mentioned in the letter that he and the princess should be careful of the Royal Faction, because according to the information sent back by his subordinates, some of the Royal Faction might be in contact with the nobles in the north.
Although Brando was a little surprised that the eldest son of the king would remind him and the princess, what really surprised him was not this, but the last paragraph of the letter written by the eldest son of the king.
"… Count Henry, thank you for fighting for the fate of Erouine. You and I both know what the fate of this kingdom is. The dispute between Seifer and the Corvado royal family has been going on for a hundred years, and now it seems that it has reached the final moment.
It is like a carriage that is driving into the abyss. I and you in the south each hold the reins of the carriage. For a long time, we have carefully restrained this carriage so that it will not fall into the abyss of no return.
But today, the moment the two families decide the winner, the north and the south will completely go in opposite directions. His Royal Highness is kind, but he does not see the blood and fire that this kingdom will face in the future. I believe that you must understand this. What Erouine needs is not you and me, but a king who can bear the past grievances and history of the two families.
And this lady is right beside you. I believe that with your sharp eyes, you must have already known her name.
— Your esteemed friend, Levin Ornessen Seifer. "
Brando held the page in his hand and was in a daze for a long time.
His heart was like a stormy sea, and for the first time, he admired the first successor of the Seifer family. Perhaps in history, if he and not Queen Anna had stepped on the stage of history, Erouine's history might have been different.
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