[On the 17th of the Month of Autumn, written in Tónigel, Baron Abies' Territory. Gryphine Gryphine? Your Highness Oderfeiss. During the battle two nights ago, Madara's undead army from the 'Black Lord' Incirsta's side bypassed the four southern territories and launched a sneak attack on Abies Castle. Not only did they cause heavy casualties, but Baron Gryphine also died in the battle. As a guest of the Baron's hospitality, a Knight of the Kingdom, and the Lord of Valhalla, this humble servant believes that this humble servant is responsible for the defense of this place. After a night of battle, the undead have been repelled. However, in order to prevent the undead from invading again, from today onwards, I will temporarily take charge of the defense and administration of this place until the new lord personally appointed by Her Highness arrives — "
Makarov took the letter and read half of it. His expression turned strange. However, he was still an experienced and knowledgeable person. He coughed and continued reading.
"Furthermore, this humble servant is questioning Count Randner's responsibility. Why did he conceal the news of Incirsta's undead army stopping in the south, and why did he allow Madara's army to bypass the four territories without warning? Secondly, I hope that Your Highness will forgive me. Lastly, I will attach a magic stone that recorded the images of the battlefield to prove my words. "
He raised his head.
"The magic stone is with me," the princess replied without changing her expression: "Please continue reading, Lord Makarov."
"That's all, Your Highness."
"No, there's one more sentence." The princess' thick eyelashes drooped slightly.
Makarov picked up the letter and saw that there was indeed a line of words at the bottom. His eyelids twitched when he saw the words, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "— Brando."
The scene fell silent.
Makarov put the letter back in its original position with a strange expression on his face. He then looked at the others and joked: "I know Baron Graudin isn't doing his job well, but this little guy is a little too daring …"
He thought for a moment, but could not find the right words to describe this boldness: "This is … …"
"Ridiculous!" Grandmaster Fleetwood said coldly, "This is a challenge to the kingdom. He's breaking the rules of the game between nobles."
Princess Gryphine frowned when she heard the word 'rules of the game'. This subtle change in expression did not escape the eyes of the Violet Countess.
"What do you all think?" she asked.
"I believe in Mr. Brando's words." Eke was the first to speak. Although the young man was a bit nervous, he still stood up and said, "The Mr. Brando I know is a real Knight."
"People can be disguised, young man," said Master Fleetwood.
Makarov and the Violet Countess nodded in agreement. As nobles who had experienced many conflicts, they had a much deeper understanding of human nature than ordinary people.
The half-elf girl's expression was a little dull. She didn't say a word, and her expression showed neither approval nor disapproval. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked at the young man who spoke for the first time with her silver eyes.
"Grandmaster Fleetwood," Eke bowed respectfully to the old man, but he did not back down: "People will not lie in the face of life and death. Moreover, what I saw was actions, not words."
The childishness on the young man's face slowly faded away. He looked at everyone present except for Princess Gryphine and said: "Otherwise, I don't think Mr. Brando would be able to reprimand us so righteously. Even the legendary Divine Artifact acknowledged his words."
"Hmm?"
The half-elf girl was a little surprised. She had heard Makarov and the others mention the Divine Artifact before. But what did Eke mean when he said that Brando reprimanded them so righteously and caused the Divine Artifact to react?
She looked at the others curiously. Her curiosity was no different from a fifteen-year-old girl's curiosity towards the outside world, but there was a hint of restraint in her actions.
Fleetwood didn't expect Eike to bring up the matter. They had planned to keep it a secret since it wasn't something to be proud of. But when he saw the princess's girlish eyes, he knew he couldn't keep it a secret anymore. If the princess wanted to know something, she would know it. She was smart enough to know it.
The grandmaster coughed and nodded to Makarov.
Makarov felt even more helpless because he was the one who was reprimanded the most. Left with no other choice, the cunning fox could only recount the entire incident.
He then added: "Your Highness, we didn't mean to hide such a small matter."
Princess Gryphine nodded and said with tolerance: "It's not strange to have conflicts due to different viewpoints. But come to think of it, Master Fleetwood, you were the one who taught me this. "
Fleetwood hurriedly lowered his head in fear and trepidation. He knew that his student was blaming him for trying to hide this matter. This made the old man feel both fear and relief. The fear came from the suspicion of his superior, but the relief came from the fact that the princess was complaining instead of blaming him. This could be considered a form of intimacy.
Makarov and Count Barre looked at each other and sighed in relief. The princess had already said that she wouldn't pursue this matter. Although the Violet Earl was nominally under Grand Duke Loen's command, since his lord had chosen a side, he had to serve this new alliance wholeheartedly.
Gryphine asked again: "But you said that when the young man called Brando reprimanded you, he reacted to the Divine Artifact. I'm curious, what did he say to cause such a huge commotion?"
"He asked us if we still remember the beliefs of the late king." Makarov replied in a low voice. In fact, Brando's question had shaken him greatly. Every question that the young man asked was straight to the point.
At least for the Royal Faction, it was a question of their ideals and pursuit. It sounded intolerable, but they couldn't refute it.
"Oh?"
Gryphine's interest was piqued. She suddenly remembered the story that Oberwei told her. It was the story of a Knight leading a group of refugees to attack Madara's army. It was a story that shone in the ancient times when the blood of Erouine's nobles had yet to turn cold.
But what made her heart sway was that this story really happened in the same era as her.
That was why she remembered the Knight in the story.
But today, she couldn't help but recall that scene. "Can you tell me more about it?" She asked subconsciously.
Makarov was in a difficult position.
For the first time, the Violet Count beside him took the initiative to stand up. He replied, "Let me repeat."
"Thank you." Gryphine nodded slightly.
Count Barre's expression turned serious. "I remember that during the most glorious era of Erouine. Erouine's Knight held a bugle and a swallow-tailed flag. When the bugle sounded, the Blades of the Kingdom charged forward. "
The room suddenly became quiet.
Makarov sighed and continued Count Barre's words. "I remember that the battlefield was a sea of flags embroidered with the golden coat of arms of Corvado, Grinoires, and Arreck. I remember that the nobles of that era still kept their oaths — "
"Do you still remember that oath?"
"Of course."
Gryphine closed her eyes and clasped her hands together. She crossed her fingers and put them to her nose as if she was praying. The answer in her heart was clearer than anyone else. She silently said, "I swear the oath of the Sage under this sword!"
"I vow to lead my people away from strife and slaughter, away from the arrogance and greed of the nobles of the Empire. I vow to not repeat the cold-blooded mistakes of history. I vow to make the nobles of this new kingdom follow the spirit of chivalry. I vow to be fair and strict, upright and brave, merciful and generous. I vow to uphold this vow with all my strength!"
When the last syllable fell, the weak and strong half Fairy Princess was in a daze.
What the young man said was so clear that it seemed to have hit the weak spot in her heart. Gryphine always thought that she was strong enough, but when someone understood her lifelong dream …
The strong half-elf girl was still stunned.
She didn't know that there was another her in the other world, and she was using the same determination and hard work to carry out her dream.
In that world, Aouine was like a small boat in the middle of a stormy sea, but she steered the boat forward with unparalleled faith.
The dream that ran through Erouine's main storyline in The Amber Sword.
It was like a light in the dark, attracting all the moths.
Whether it was the Valkyrie or Erouine's players, countless people stepped forward to let their dreams overlap, just to realize the dream of the Princess Regent.
In that dream, the late King Erik swore under the sword to lead his Knight to break through the darkness and bring warmth and peace to everyone.
That dream was shattered.
But at this moment, the dream had just been born. Princess Gryphine opened her eyes, and the hesitation of the past few days seemed to be swept away. Although the dark clouds in the northern sky were getting thicker and thicker, and the first snow seemed to be ready to fall, she felt that she had found the direction.
"He's right." The half elf girl's expression was a little more serious. "But dreams can only be realized by breaking reality. The difficulty will not be reduced because we have become determined. The question is, how do we deal with it?"
"What do you think?" She looked up and asked.
"Tell me your thoughts on this matter —"
… …
(PS: There are always countless Prophetic Emperors. You've all worked hard, so I'll satisfy you all a little.)
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