In the sky, Aouine's Royal First Fleet was biting tightly onto the Kirrlutz's fleet. The Ptolemy class first-level battleships purchased from the Wind Elves were far more mobile than the Pelan-class battleships of Konolia's fleet that entered service twenty years ago. However, the Kirrlutz had a stronger will to fight and the quality of their personnel. Although it was only a local fleet, it undoubtedly showed the spirit of the Empire.
The two sides opened fire in the sky and attacked each other. From time to time, there were battleships that turned into fireballs and fell down. However, when Brando's Wind Spirit Drake joined the battle, the Cruz people finally showed signs of weakness. The Peran Class Asha Battleship was the first to withdraw from the battle. The Wind Spirit Drake launched a suicide attack on the battleship's magic shield and then used its mana to burn the battleship's energy source. The Asha Battleship, which lost its power, plunged into the Northern Coalition Army and caused a lot of casualties.
Soon, a cannonball from the Erouine frigate, Corin, penetrated the magic shield and hit the stern of another flagship, the Peran. The captain and the first mate were killed on the spot. The Kirrlutzian fleet fell apart and had to flee in all directions.
When the fleet retreated, the Northern Coalition Army on the ground also began to flee like ants. The mournful sound of the horn pierced through the curtain of rain.
On the other side —
Under Brando's gaze, the seven Paladin Knight put down their weapons one by one. There was no chance of winning on the battlefield. Their resistance was meaningless.
Soon, the whole battlefield quieted down. Only the sound of the rain and the wailing of the wounded could be heard.
Brando finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that all the strength in his body had been sucked out. He sat down on the rock behind him.
Maynild was ordering the survivors to build a simple shelter so that the wounded could be moved in.
Most of the wounded were soldiers of the Northern Coalition Army. A small number of them were Cruz people. Because of the Sacred Book of Life, there were almost no wounded on the princess' side.
Princess Gryphine quickly found him.
"Mr. Brando, should we continue to pursue the Cruz fleet?" The half Fairy Princess asked hesitantly. The Cruz people had twelve main fleets. Konolia was just a local fleet, similar to the Ampere Seale Navy. In her opinion, there was no need to continue the pursuit. Instead, it would anger the Cruz people.
"We have to continue the pursuit, Your Highness. Letting them rejoin the Northern Coalition Army will be a new problem." Brando knew why the princess was hesitating and immediately explained, "It's best to order Count Janilasu to chase them all the way to Ampere Seale and completely annihilate this fleet."
His words exposed his intention to take advantage of the situation to take Ampere Seale. Even Princess Gryphine was shocked was shocked. In fact, it was not that she had not discussed this issue with Oberwei and Austin. Now that the Northern Coalition Army had been defeated, and the Ampere Seale Harbor Guards had suffered heavy losses, it was reasonable for them to take advantage of the victory to take Ampere Seale.
With Ampere Seale, a stronghold that connected the North and South, and then attack the North, they would be in a position without any worries in the war between the two sides. But the only problem was the attitude of the Cruz people.
Annihilating a Kirrlutz fleet and defeating their fleet were two different concepts. If the Kirrlutz Empire were to be dragged into this war for the sake of Ampere Seale, it would seem that the gains would not make up for the losses.
Thinking of this, she could not help but stare at Brando with her beautiful silver eyes, as if she wanted to see through the man's thoughts. He seemed to have never taken the Cruz Empire seriously. Without even thinking about it, he wanted to annihilate the entire Konolia fleet. This was a bit too bold. Even the kingdom's lone wolf, her teacher, could not help but be cautious when talking about the Cruz people. After all, they were living under the shadow of the Lion. Being too ostentatious would lead to a disaster.
Of course, Brando was aware of Princess Erouine's concerns, but he felt that these concerns were a bit funny. "Your Highness, you can rest assured that the Cruz people will not dare to trouble us because of this."
"Why?" Princess Gryphine frowned. She felt that this was a bit too blindly optimistic.
"Because of the Wind Elves."
So that's why. But she shook her head. "Mr. Brando, the Wind Elves' support for us is not as great as you think. If the Cruz people were just using the North to punish us, and did not really intend to attack Erouine, I'm afraid that the Soul Court of Saint-ausol would not be able to do anything. "
"That's because they won't get the benefits they deserve," Brando replied. He shook his head and sighed. "After all, Erouine is a country under the Holy Cathedral of Fire. This civil strife is also an internal matter under the jurisdiction of the Holy Cathedral of Fire. How can the Holy Cathedral of Wind intervene? The four Holy Cathedrals have a tacit understanding on this."
"Exactly." Her Highness nodded.
"In that case, let's just announce that the new Erouine has joined the Holy Cathedral of Wind." Brando replied matter-of-factly.
"This … But …" Princess Gryphine was immediately stunned. The look in her eyes was as if Brando was a monster. She simply did not know why he would have such an idea. After all, the people of Erouine were descendants of the Flame King, and it was also a human country. Psychologically, all the people of Erouine were more willing to belong to the Holy Cathedral of Fire than the Holy Cathedral of Wind. Therefore, it was not that the nobles did not think of relying on the Holy Cathedral of Wind. At most, they wanted to rely on the Holy Cathedral of Wind to contain the strength of the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
It was like bargaining, but in the end, they still had to rely on the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
However, no one would have thought that Brando was a freak. As half of a transmigrator, he did not have any sense of belonging to the so-called four Holy Cathedrals. In his previous life, he had lived under the jurisdiction of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, the Holy Cathedral of Wind, and the Holy Cathedral of Light. From the perspective of a player, he preferred Fanzin's Holy Cathedral of Light. At least until they stabbed him in the back in the game.
In this life, Orthlyss of the Holy Cathedral of Wind had been accompanying him on adventures and growth. Speaking of which, compared to the Holy Cathedral of Wind, he had a deeper affection for it.
Brando quietly looked at the princess who had a hesitant look on her face.
The look in Princess Gryphine's eyes quickly became clear. She raised her head and looked at Brando seriously. "I admit that this is a choice, but we will only consider it at the last moment. Is that okay, Mr. Brando?"
Brando nodded. He knew that not only Her Highness the Princess, but also the nobles of Erouine would find it difficult to accept this proposal for a while. Change needed time and opportunity, and he roughly understood that Her Highness wanted to use this as a bargaining chip for the last negotiation with Cruz.
She was very likely to succeed.
Erouine's geographical location was too important. To the south of it was the endless wilderness and the Black Forest, and it was also the pass to monitor the movements of Madara. For the Empire, Erouine was not only a source of resources, but also a natural buffer zone. Cruz's importance to Erouine was not without reason.
But for the Wind Elves, it was also the same. Otherwise, they would not have supported Erouine's founding hundreds of years ago, and secretly supported Oberg the Seventh to build a new fleet, and helped the Erouine's people train naval personnel. Although the Tolemy class battleship was not the main force of the Wind Elves, it was still a first-class battleship from more than a decade ago. Technically speaking, it was a first-class warship.
Cruz's people were well aware of this weight. If the princess announced that she was joining the Holy Cathedral of Wind, it was likely to lead to a Holy War between the Holy Cathedral of Fire and the Holy Cathedral of Wind in advance.
However, Her Highness was probably worried that there would be a misunderstanding between the two, and added, "Mr. Brando, please believe me, I'm not going to be stubborn. It's just that the people of the kingdom are descendants of the Flame King, and have believed in the Holy Cathedral of Fire for generations. It's not easy to change such a concept. "
"Your Highness, you don't have to explain." Brando was a little touched. In fact, the other party did not have to explain to him at all. After all, she was the princess. In theory, he was her Knight and her subject. Of course, Brando himself might not have this concept. In his opinion, everyone was born equal. But he knew that Her Highness, who grew up in the royal family, would never think so. She was willing to tell him her thoughts so carefully, at least it proved that she valued him enough.
People were born to need each other, and Brando enjoyed this feeling of satisfaction.
"But the Konolia fleet must be wiped out. We must occupy Ampere Seale so that we can have the confidence to negotiate." Brando still reminded her. In fact, he was a little uncertain. Wiping out the Konolia fleet was a small matter. Him killing Williams in front of everyone was the real big deal. After all, the fleet belonged to the Empire, and the deputy head of the Holy Cathedral Knight Regiment was from the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
Simply put, the Empire could lose face, but the Holy Cathedral of Fire must maintain its dignity. The other party was likely to ask Her Highness to hand him over.
He could not help but look at the princess who was only sixteen years old and was about to turn seventeen.
Princess Gryphine nodded firmly, "I understand. I will immediately order Count Janilasu to continue the pursuit, wipe out the Konolia fleet, and capture the port of Ampere Seale in one go. Mr. Brando, I will fight for the best interests, whether it's for Erouine or his people. I will seriously consider your suggestion — "
"I will never let the tragedy of Lord Darius repeat itself."
Brando knew that this was a promise, and he bowed to the princess seriously. Her Royal Highness turned to leave, but Orthlyss's voice rang out in his mind.
"This princess is really good. I'm sure you're so touched that you're in a complete mess."
"Not really, just a little bit of warmth." Brando replied.
"That's why I said you're really a little fool. The strength you displayed in the previous battle is enough to prove that you're the only person she can rely on, and also the biggest help. You know in your heart that it's not your strength, but she doesn't think so. Her attention to you is just a means for the royal family to win people's hearts. "Orthlyss said to him seriously.
Brando chuckled, but he was touched. He knew that Orthlyss was reminding him, afraid that he would be at a disadvantage. "Thank you, Lady Orthlyss."
"Hmph, it's good that you know," Orthlyss said. "I've seen a lot of palace fights. I admit that the little girl is still kind, but who knows if she will change in the future. You have to be careful. "
"Of course." Brando felt that Orthlyss was more and more like his sister. Only a family member would guide him so patiently.
Explosions flashed in the sky from time to time. Those were the cannons of Erouine's First Royal Fleet.
The battle had come to an end.
Brando was gradually dismantling the cycle of the Paradise of Adversity. Although the cycle was powerful, it was very tiring to maintain it. It had only been a short while, but he already felt exhausted. The powerful Planeswalkers in history, whether it was Tuman, Kelsie, or the Darkness Dragon Odin, other than their Planeswalkers' abilities, their strength was also at the top of their generation. Maintaining this level of energy consumption was as easy as breathing for them, but it was a bit too much for him. After all, he was only at the peak of Gold Elemental Awakening.
However, he was still careful and did not let the Vampire Mephistopheles remove her strength. She was now at the peak of the stability stage of the law. Now that Williams was dead, she was basically the strongest combat force on the battlefield.
The Nightmare Furnace did not disband, leaving more than seventy Metal Beetles behind. Brando left an Anxiety card in his hand to replicate the real Lightning Storm, which was one of his killer moves.
With these two killer moves, Brando was relieved to put away the Grimoire of Life and the Desperate Trojan Horse, and then dismissed the Death Sentinels. After all, summoning undead creatures was a negative reputation in human society. Brando did not want to have prefixes such as "undead" or "darkness" attached to his title in the future. It would have a bad impact on his reputation.
To be honest, if this battle was not so urgent, he did not plan to use this card.
He looked up at the explosion outside the curtain of rain and quickly thought of something else. He quickly called for Felaern, and then whispered something to the Wild Elf lady.
Felaern's face immediately showed dissatisfaction.
This time, she firmly refused. "I refuse. This is too much, my Lord."
"Why? Isn't it just opening the corpse? "Brando did not understand. He did not understand why Felaern had such a big reaction every time.
"Anyway, I refuse!" Felaern glared at him fiercely, then turned and left. She hoped that the Lord would see her as an Elementalist, not a coroner.
Brando stood there awkwardly. It was not easy to find a lucky girl in the group, but she did not like opening corpses. This made him very helpless. He sighed and turned around to find another way to persuade the young lady, but suddenly his eyes widened.
"Don't —!" He almost screamed, but it was too late. Maynild had already moved the corpses of the Temple Knight to the side, and then the pair of terrifying black hands pulled William's corpse up.
At that moment, Brando's heart was filled with ten thousand alpacas.
"What's wrong?" The female Knight heard his sudden scream and was slightly startled. She turned around and looked at him.
"… What spoils of war did the Knight have?"
"Oh, I checked. The magic was greatly depleted. There were only a few flame-patterned longswords left, "Maynild replied without a change in expression:" But these longswords are not bad. Our kingdom does not have the craftsmanship to forge them. "
Brando's vision darkened.
In fact, the moment she touched the corpse, he had a bad premonition. She looked too much like his senior sister, and it gave him an instinctive sense of danger. He felt that the two of them might be involved in the same scheme as him.
But he still held on to a sliver of hope, but Maynild's answer immediately shattered his last hope. She could only open a standard longsword from the corpse of a Temple Knight. This could no longer be described as "unlucky." At that moment, Brando felt that even his senior sister's face was not as black as hers.
"What about William … William?"
"I haven't seen him yet," Maynild did not know that the man in front of her was probably thinking of pushing her down, so she answered seriously: "Let me see."
"Don't —!" Brando felt like he had been hit in the face with a hammer, but before he could shout, he saw Maynild remove a ring from William's hand.
Brando was immediately stunned.
It was a silver ring with a very special pattern on it.
"This ring does not seem to have been depleted." The female Knight examined it and replied seriously.
"Brando!" Orthlyss suddenly called out.
Brando immediately nodded: "I understand."
At that moment, the two of them had seen the pattern on the ring. The pattern was divided into nine branches, and each of them was very familiar to him. It was the Wind Empress Rune of Saint-ausol.
The second Wind Empress Ring.
At that moment, Brando finally understood why William recognized his swordsmanship. "Let me see!" He immediately walked over to Maynild and said.
The female knight who looked like Senior Sister looked at him and nodded. Then, she placed the ring on his palm without hesitation.
"How do I use it?" Brando asked.
"Inject your Power of Law into it." Orthlyss also seemed a little excited. After all, there was a Heroic Soul in each ring, and they were all her companions in the early years.
Brando did as he was told.
Suddenly, a white light flashed between him and Maynild. Then, in the next moment, a translucent, ghost-like Elven girl appeared between them.
The girl was very short, and looked like she was only a little taller than Princess Gryphine.
Her skin was very white, and had the crystalline color of the Wind Elves. Her ears were pointed, and her long purple-blue hair was tied into a ponytail. She wore a set of tight leather armor, but the most conspicuous thing was that she carried an Elven longbow that was almost as tall as her.
She seemed to have just woken up and yawned sleepily as soon as she appeared.
"Who are you?" Maynild was slightly startled, and one of her hands immediately pressed on the hilt of her sword. However, she guessed that this Elven girl's origin was related to the ring on Brando's hand, so she did not pull out her sword.
But at that moment, Brando heard Orthlyss whisper in his mind.
Then the female Knight appeared on the other side of him.
"Ah!"
This time, it was the Elven girl who appeared with the longbow on her back who widened her eyes. She did not seem to see Maynild and stared at Orthlyss in disbelief.
"Miss …"
Orthlyss stared at her fiercely.
The Elven girl was immediately startled and shouted: "Miss … Miss!"
"Miss …?"
Brando was stunned. Could it be that the subordinates of the Wind Empress had a master-servant relationship? He had never heard of it before. He did not see Orthlyss's expression and only looked at the two strangely.
Orthlyss smiled at the Elven girl with satisfaction.
Brando looked at the Elven girl in confusion: "Hello, I'm Brando. May I know your name, beautiful lady? "
The Elven girl looked at Brando and Orthlyss and guessed their relationship. Therefore, without even thinking, he replied loudly and righteously, "That's right.
"Hello, Mr. Brando, I'm the Sharp Blade Knight Orthlyss, the chief archer of the Wind Empress! Please give me your advice! Ouch, it hurts … "
With a loud bang, she immediately hugged her little head.
… …
(PS: 5K chapter, the word 'die in battle' is added at the front. Facepalm; I slept too late and was too muddle-headed …) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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