Brando was prepared to go all out this time.
After the series of events in the Schafflund Mines, silver was like blood being injected into the veins of the territory, bringing vitality to the territory.
At the same time, the benefits obtained from the Runic Dwarves' Sanctuary had greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. Brando quickly found that he had the strength to deal with greater challenges.
But it was not just a challenge.
Because challenges also represented opportunities, just like how risks and benefits always coexisted. At this time, Brando turned his gaze to the distant north. He decided to give the nobles a louder voice.
A voice about the rise of a new power.
As part of the plan, this new power had to prove itself to the ancient kingdom as soon as possible, whether it was a warning to the enemy or a confidence to potential allies.
Brando considered that his letter should have reached Princess Gryphine's hands by now.
No matter what the reason was, the news of Lord Macsen's crushing defeat finally reached Count Randner's ears.
Of course, it also reached the Royal Cavalry Academy at the same time, where the princess was sitting on the mahogany desk in front of her.
The half Fairy Princess' thin and thick eyelashes drooped slightly as she sat on a red velvet chair, looking at the two reports on the desk. To be exact, it was a letter and a piece of parchment. Today, she wore a well-tailored military uniform, but the special silver uniform accentuated her delicate and delicate curves, adding a sense of solemnity and heroism to her delicate appearance.
Gryphine did not open her mouth to speak, but her pale silver eyes occasionally blinked slightly. After a while, she used her finger to lightly tap on the desk, recovering from this rare state of concentration.
She raised her head.
Maynild and Oberwei were not here, standing in front of the desk was another group of people. In fact, she only recognized one of them — the half Fairy Princess nodded to the old man.
"Teacher."
The old man wearing a scholar's robe was the court master, Grandmaster Fleetwood. He did not have the arrogance he had when facing Brando, but bowed respectfully.
The princess was his proudest disciple, but at the same time, she was also the hope for the revival of the Royal Faction. Even though he had absolute authority when imparting knowledge, at this time, he had to show the courtesy of a subject.
"Your Highness."
Princess Gryphine smiled faintly, her gaze sweeping across the other people. She had never seen these people before, but she recognized them one by one.
The only young man who was in good spirits, but he did not know what to do. That was Eke.
There was a middle-aged man standing beside the young man. Even though he had been through a lot, he still had the temperament of a noble. The half-elf girl remembered seeing him when she was very young. She guessed that he should be Makarov.
Macaro the cunning fox.
The leader of the Royal Faction.
Next to him was a man with long and slender palms. It was obvious that he had been practicing swordsmanship for a long time. Gryphine smiled. It was Buga the Cross.
The last one, without a doubt, was the rumored noble who was different from the rest, the Violet Earl. Even though the half Fairy Princess had never seen Bali before, she had heard of his name.
Her gaze stopped on the four people one by one. Based on the clues from the past reports and her own meticulous observation, she recognized these famous guests without Grandmaster Fleetwood's introduction.
The son of Duke Anthony, the current successor of the Cross Sword, the former leading figure of the Royal Faction, and Count Barre, who was known as the cunning fox of this generation.
These people could indeed be considered to be famous.
Especially the youngest, Eke.
Even though Anthony was only a small duchy at the border between Ampere Seale and Arreck, under the current situation, Duke Loen's support was crucial to the princess.
Fortunately, Duke Anthony and Duke Arreck had always been at odds, and this had already escalated to the level of hatred.
Gryphine's gaze stopped on Eke's face for a second.
This special treatment made the young man blush. He had yet to adapt to his past identity. Anyone who suddenly jumped from a nameless mercenary to a prominent noble would be shocked.
Moreover, he did not expect the princess to be so beautiful.
As a half elf, she was known as the brightest jewel in Erouine's crown. Gryphine had a special kind of beauty in her temperament. It was as if she had the coldness of an elf, but also the friendliness of a human.
The two opposite temperaments mixed together easily made people who saw her for the first time feel a rush of excitement.
Even though she was still young, she already had the potential to cause the downfall of a city.
"Mister Eke," Gryphine said, "Lord Macaro, Count Bali, Mister Buga, I'm very happy that you are here to support the Royal Family of Covardo at this time."
She opened her mouth and pointed out their identities one by one, which obviously surprised them.
Only Macaro was happy. He saw that the princess was indeed as outstanding as the rumors said. With such an heir to the Royal Family of Covardo, he felt that his hopes were not so slim.
This cunning fox always believed that humans were the most important, but the human heart was just as important as manpower. He did not like the impulsiveness of the eldest prince. Now that he saw the princess, he felt a lot more at ease.
But for some reason, he suddenly thought of another young man at this time.
He quickly shook his head and expelled this experience from his memory.
The Violet Count did not say anything as he looked at the two reports on the princess's desk from afar. He was not interested in the princess's polite words. As for determining their identity, it was not difficult. If Princess Gryphine could not even do this, then she would be letting down the rumors about her.
On the contrary, he was very interested in why the princess was so engrossed in the reports. He was a person like the princess, who rarely revealed her emotions. However, when they came in, the princess was reading the two reports with her hands on her cheeks.
As he read, he even smiled slightly.
Count Barre was willing to bet that the princess herself didn't even realize that she was laughing just now.
'Interesting!'
The unusual nobleman said to himself in his heart.
However, he did not speak rashly. Even though he did not stick to the rules, he was not a rash person. It was not his turn to speak at this time. He looked at Fleetwood, and sure enough, the old man had already spoken.
"Your Highness, please don't say that. This old servant is a little late than expected," Fleetwood lowered his head and replied, "There were some delays on the way —" He looked up and asked, "Your Highness, how is the situation in the North right now?"
"Dark clouds are gathering."
Princess Gryphine looked out of the window and used a simple but appropriate word to describe the movements of the Duke's Alliance in the North.
"Their lobbyists have already entered Ampere Seale, and it seems that they are about to persuade the greedy merchants."
"Are there any plans to counter them?" Makarov asked.
Everyone looked at him, but after more than ten years of experience, this cunning fox had changed. He had become much more practical, and no longer followed the rules of the noble circle.
Under normal circumstances, it was not his turn to speak.
But because of this, Gryphine's silver eyes lit up slightly. Unlike the others, this princess appreciated such talents more.
"I have already asked Princess Magadal. You all know that she has a lot of connections, and has a close relationship with the Holy Cathedral. She might be able to turn the situation around." The half-elf girl replied.
"Is it that Nun Princess?" Fleetwood asked tentatively.
The half-elf girl nodded.
"Is there any protection?" Makarov immediately asked, "At this stage of the war, the enemy and our side's movements are almost transparent. Once Princess Magadal leaves this place, she might be intercepted —"
Gryphine was even more impressed, and she smiled slightly.
"Of course, Maynild will personally lead the team."
Buga raised his eyebrows. Maynild was Madame Miller's daughter, and was related to Duke Loen. He had met her once a long time ago. At that time, she was still a little girl, but the talent she displayed in swordsmanship was already amazing.
He thought that after so many years, she should have grown into an outstanding swordsman.
Buga knew Maynild, and Makarov was no exception. When he heard the name, he was obviously relieved, but he still said, "Madame Miller's daughter may be outstanding, but she is still a student of the academy. I think that Your Highness needs a more experienced leader —"
Princess Gryphine nodded, "That is why I did not let them leave immediately, but waited for everyone to arrive."
Makarov was shocked.
He and Buga looked at each other, and they were both impressed by the princess' flawless arrangements. Buga immediately stepped forward and placed a hand on his sword, "I will not refuse."
Gryphine nodded.
The room became silent. Even though Duke Loen and the Corvado Royal Family had a secret agreement to reach, it was not a good time to talk about it.
But everyone felt as if there was nothing else to talk about other than this matter.
The pressure from the north was getting stronger, and even though everyone's expression was calm, they still felt a sense of urgency. Naturally, they were not in the mood to talk about the affairs of the nobles.
Only the half Fairy Princess was more relaxed. She smiled at her guests, "Everyone, please have a seat. Why don't we talk about something more relaxing? I have been hearing bad news for the past few days. "
"Tell me about some interesting things that happened along the way. If I remember correctly, Mister Eke was once a mercenary, right? That is a unique and amazing experience among us nobles. "Princess Gryphine looked at Makarov as she spoke, obviously praising him as well.
"Also, I remember that Master Fleetwood is always punctual. This time, you must have met with some trouble. Can you tell me more about it?"
Gryphine asked in a relaxed tone.
Eke was currently in a state of absent-mindedness. He didn't have the ability to answer the princess's question. He could only stammer and stammer. It was Grandmaster Fleetwood who spoke first.
"It's like this, Your Highness. We did meet with some trouble."
"It has something to do with the Golden Apple!"
The Golden Apple.
Gryphine felt her heart skip a beat as she focused her attention. This slight change in the princess's expression was hidden from almost everyone, but only Count Barre saw it.
The noble who stood out from the crowd raised his eyebrows.
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(PS: Hey, buddy, don't tell me you don't believe this is real. There's an even bigger surprise to come. However, it seems like your support isn't that great.)
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