Due to the lack of land, these new nobles had no common interests with the traditional nobles. In fact, since the new nobles were closely tied to the royal family for good or ill, at least for now, they were almost naturally opposed to the traditional nobles. However, Erouine's new nobles were not yet a force to be reckoned with, but one day, they would become a force that Her Highness could rely on.
Brando's guess was right. The young man in front of him was called Hain, and his father was an attendant of the royal family. In the past, this position was insignificant in Erouine's aristocratic ecosystem, but now it held real power. It was said that Her Highness intended to imitate the system after the reform of the Cruz Empire and re-establish the position of Prime Minister. Although Hain did not expect his father to become the Prime Minister of the kingdom, the prosperity of the bureaucratic system meant that his father could reach a higher position in the system in the future. At least, he would not be a nameless attendant of the royal family for the rest of his life.
And with the gradual rise of the Royal Faction, his father's status also rose. Although his official position was still the same, Hain's father had won the trust of Oberwei. The latter was almost the Prime Minister of the empire, but he had not been crowned with that title yet.
His family's status also rose by leaps and bounds. Originally, he was just a small nobleman, but now he was developing in the direction of a big family. His eight-year-old brother was also sent to Trentheim to learn and grow up in the territory of the famous Count, and the family had high hopes for him. Haynf himself was not ambitious, so he was not jealous of this. His current noble title might not be hereditary in the future, and he only liked to make friends with nobles. Besides, he was happy to see his family's status rise.
Hain had long noticed Brando in the inn. Although the young man did not look like a noble, he had a natural aura that was hard to ignore and even unforgettable. Hain did not know that it was because of Brando's soul and habits as a modern person. Ever since he stepped into the realm of the Sage, the aura he exuded was more natural and natural.
Just like a Sage like Eleranta, no matter how plainly dressed or how ordinary her appearance was, she would still be noticed in a crowd. Unless the latter deliberately hid it, the majestic aura was as obvious as the bright moon in the night sky.
But this alone was not enough for Hain to meet Brando in person. The fruits were just a gesture of goodwill, and he did not want to let Brando know of his existence. But after seeing Brando teach the drunkard a lesson, Hain finally could not help but stand up.
"Hello, are these two lovely ladies yours, Your Excellency?"
"They are my sisters."
Ha Yinfu revealed a look of realization. In fact, he didn't care about Lian and Ling's identity. It was just an excuse. Although the two elves did make him a little curious, it was just curiosity.
Ling and Lian looked at Brendel with slight surprise. They probably did not expect him to say that.
"Did you pass by Malloth?"
Brando nodded and looked at this guy with some curiosity. Along the way, there were many people who struck up a conversation with him, but most of them did not have good intentions. They were either tempted by money or had bad intentions towards the half-elven sisters beside him.
But the young man in front of him did not look like he was short of money, and did not seem to have bad intentions. He took the initiative to raise his glass, which meant to thank the other party for his hospitality. Obviously, the fruits in the magic cellar came from the young man in front of him.
"Me too," Hain replied. "It seems that you are from Erouine. I am Hain of the Montolo family, and my father is Derrick Montolo. Derrick Montolo. "
"Sophie."
"Sophie?" Hain was stunned. It did not sound like a noble's name, and the other party did not report his family background. He knew that he might be a little abrupt, but fortunately, he did not care.
"It seems that Mr. Sophie has just fled from Madara?"
"How did you know that I fled back?" Brando could not help but laugh as he motioned for the other party to sit down.
Hain did not refuse. He sat down and asked, "Mr. Sophie, is the situation in Madara good? Is the south of the Sea of the Dying Moon really as bad as the rumors say?"
Brando was still a little puzzled. There were not many people in Erouine who were interested in Madara. Although the two countries were so close, and Erouine had been suffering from the flames of war in Madara for a long time, the strange phenomenon was that almost no one in this kingdom, from the nobles to the commoners, really really studied their neighbor.
Even some of the rumors among the commoners were mostly false bedtime stories that were full of descriptions of the green-faced, fanged undead of Madara. However, there were very few people who really knew the ins and outs of the Dark Kingdom.
He wondered if the rumors of the '47' in Madara had spread to Erouine so quickly. The speed of the rumors was really fast. It had only been two or three months since the battle in Mehotofen, and that was something that happened in the south of the Sea of the Dying Moon.
While thinking, he shook his head and said, "My sisters and I came from the vicinity of Erouine. It was indeed crowded with refugees. Most of them wanted to escape across the sea to the Silver Bay area or the White Mountains. There were very few people who really went to Erouine like us. I chose to go by land, but the mountain paths near Karsuk were almost all sealed, so we had to go around the south of Daobo and enter Erouine through the northern edge of the Black Forest of Kalanga. "
Brando described his journey along the way, but the reason he went around Daobo was not because the mountain paths in Karsuk were sealed off by the Highland Knight, but because it was closer to Tónigel.
But this explanation sounded reasonable to Haynf. He could imagine how difficult and dangerous this journey was. From Daobo to Mallows, there were mountains and precipitous ridges. The journey was no less than a thousand miles, and there were almost no civilized areas along the way. This young man and his sisters were lucky to be able to reach here, and also showed that the other party's strength was indeed not ordinary.
Hearing this, he could not help but sigh, "Then you're really lucky."
"Oh, why?"
"Now it seems that you made the right choice not to go to the White Mountains and Silver Bay like the others." Haynf lowered his voice, "I'm afraid Mr. Sophie still doesn't know that something happened in the White Mountains."
"What happened?" Brando frowned. He had heard some rumors along the way, but because he had been hurrying along the edge of civilization, he had no time to pay attention to other things. In addition, these rumors were now widely spread in the north of Madara. Some of them were obviously nonsense, but they still had a large audience.
"The army that the elves allowed the undead to enter suddenly attacked the White Mountains and killed the King of the Mountains, Shalifang. It is said that thousands of local residents were killed, most of them Elves of Alysanne. The Elven Court of Saint-Ausol was furious because of this, and now the elves have sealed their borders. It is said that they are going to war with the undead of Madara. "
"That's impossible!" Brando said firmly. The undead in the White Mountains now must be the main force of the Roman Black Rose led by the Queen of Madara. This undead army was waiting for the results of the conference to decide whether to stay or leave.
How could they suddenly attack the Wind Elves at this time? Unless something happened during the conference, but that was still impossible. In his impression, the Queen of Madara was definitely not such an impulsive person.
His reaction scared Haynf. "This is indeed unbelievable, but the news is very true. It has already spread in Erouine. It is said that the Wind Elves did not allow Madara to settle in the wilderness to the east of their kingdom."
Brando shook his head. This was too ridiculous. The Queen of Madara would never suddenly attack because of this. However, if the rumors were true, then things had become complicated. The undead had killed the Mountain King, Shalifang. This hero of the White Mountains was still alive in the original history of the Second Age. He was extremely prestigious among the elves, and he was also a member of the Elven Court. If he really died at the hands of the undead, then the hatred between Saint-Ausol and Madara would never be quelled.
He frowned, faintly feeling that things were a little beyond his expectations. He suddenly felt a sense of urgency to return to Erouine as soon as possible. The change in this matter might be far from as simple as it seemed. He instinctively felt that there might be the shadow of the Twilight Dragon behind this. If that was the case, Erouine might also be in danger.
Brando did not forget that Lady Martha had told him before she left that the Throne of Destiny was in that blessed land. He knew very well what the Twilight Dragon's true purpose was.
He was not worried about anything else, but if the Twilight Dragon used the same method to assassinate Her Highness or anyone around him, it would be a loss he could not bear.
The sudden gloominess of the young man in front of him made Haynf feel that the topic was a little difficult to continue. In fact, he even felt as if he was suffocating. "… What's going on?" Haynf was horrified. Why did this young man just frown make him feel as if the sky outside had darkened? Even in front of his stern father, he had never experienced such a feeling.
He subconsciously sat up straight, his palms sweating. He was trying to find a topic to end this terrible conversation, but his mind seemed to be blank. For a moment, his smooth negotiation ability seemed to have become dry, and he even forgot what he wanted to say.
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