The Elven girl hugged her head and squatted down in pain, and Brendel reacted immediately. He immediately looked back at 'Orthlyss' and asked, "If she is Orthlyss, then who are you?"
"She likes to play pranks. I am Orthlyss." The Elven girl replied rudely.
The Elven girl's tears flowed out. She felt so wronged that she wanted to cry. When did she like to play pranks? And why did she lose her name? But she didn't dare to say a word. She could only hold her head and cry silently.
"Then who is she?"
"She is … Hmm … Sonya."
Brando already had an answer in his heart.
He had long suspected that the Elven girl would often address the Flame King, Great Sage Fanzin, and even Eleranta as equals. As a Knight of the Wind Empress, this was very unusual. Secondly, would the Sharp Blade Knight Orthlyss master the inheritance of the Nine Luminaries Sword Empress?
It was just that Brando found it hard to believe that the legendary character was the one who spent time with him, taught and assisted him wholeheartedly, and occasionally threw a tantrum. 'Orthlyss' gave him the feeling that she was the sister next door, not the legendary cold hero.
This answer really took him by surprise.
He didn't show it on his face and pretended to be suspicious, "Sonya? Isn't that the 'Wind Whisperer'? If I remember correctly, Lady Sonya seems to have a rare long black hair, and she shouldn't be so young. "
'Orthlyss' stared at him fiercely with a pair of purple-blue eyes.
Brando pretended not to see it, "Also, Orthlyss, didn't you sacrifice yourself in the Gray Swamp? I didn't think of it just now. How did you know about the final battle with the Dark Dragon? "
"That's because I told her!" She replied fiercely.
"You told her?"
"You …" The Elven girl finally realized that she had let it slip again, but she still couldn't change this habit of hers even after thousands of years.
"I don't want to see you today, Brando! Get the hell out of here, as far as you can! "
After the Elf Queen said this, she immediately disappeared in front of him. Looks like she's really angry. Brendel sighed. The answer was just as he thought, 'Orthlyss' was' Sanorso '.
She was the sage of the Wind Elves, one of the Four Saints of the Holy War, the Wind Empress.
Maynild looked at all of this until the Elf lady disappeared after scolding Brando fiercely. She was stunned for a moment before she calmly asked, "Did I do something wrong?"
As most of the communication between Brando and the Wind Empress after Saint-ausol was done through consciousness, she did not know what had happened. Brando shrugged. "It has nothing to do with you, Madam Maynild."
It was just that someone was angry out of humiliation.
…
The real Orthlyss in history sat obediently, looking at Brando with tears in her eyes. Brando helplessly comforted her. Speaking of which, the Heroic Soul of the Holy War was actually made to cry by the Wind Empress. This Elven girl's character was really bad.
Then he turned around and explained to Maynild about the Soul Sealing Ring. Of course, he did not mention the part about the Wind Empress. After all, Maynild had already seen the previous scene. If he continued to hide it, it would be suspicious. He might as well tell her 70% truth and 30% lies. The key was that the identity of the Wind Empress was too sensitive, and Brando did not want to be hunted down by the Wind Elves.
"So, this is the inheritance of the Wind Elves?" Maynild seemed very calm after listening, and did not pursue the issue of identity. "But why did it end up in the human world?"
"To be exact, it is the inheritance of the Mist Elves," Brando replied. "After the Silver Fire was extinguished, the Wind Elves of today are no longer the race of the War of the Holy Saints. The fall of the Holy Seal is not without reason. "
Maynild's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
"You said that a person can't wear two Rings of the Wind Empress, right?" She asked again.
"The key is that it is meaningless to wear it. After all, an inheritance contains endless knowledge, and for most people, they may not be able to fully understand it in their entire life. Things like the Ring of the Holy Seal are not the more the better. If you are greedy, you will only end up with superficial knowledge. "Brando replied using the original words of the Wind Empress.
"So you don't want it," Maynild asked. "Can you give this ring to me?"
Brando froze for a moment. In fact, he wanted to leave it for Freya. But on second thought, although Orthlyss's title was the Sharp Blade Knight, her teacher, Suo Ya, was a famous Sharpshooter of the Mist Elves. Moreover, it seemed that she also used a bow. It was not necessarily suitable for the future Valkyrie.
But Maynild did not seem to be an Archer.
"You want it?"
"No," Maynild shook her head and did not hide it. "It is not me, but Her Royal Highness."
"Her Royal Highness?" Did Princess Gryphine know how to use a bow? It did not seem necessary. But Brando reacted. Maynild was indeed thinking for Her Royal Highness, because Princess Gryphine would definitely give this ring to her brother, hoping that the inheritance of the Wind Elves could change the cowardly character of the little prince.
But could an inheritance really change a person's character? Not necessarily. Brando was a little disapproving of this. He replied. "It can be, but the Ring of the Soul is very special. The inheritance also needs to be approved by the Heroic Soul."
Maynild immediately looked at the tearful Orthlyss.
The Elf girl was still sobbing. Noticing the gaze of the two, she sniffled and stopped. Then with red eyes, she shook her head seriously at Maynild. "No, I have already chosen a candidate."
"You have already chosen a candidate?"
Brando was stunned. From the time she was summoned until now, she had only seen him and Maynild. Could it be that she had chosen William? But it did not seem like it, and she had never seen William use a bow.
"I chose you, Sister Maynild." Unexpectedly, the Elf girl's words were shocking. She pointed at Maynild and said.
Brando felt a little awkward. It was not because Orthlyss had chosen Maynild as her successor, but because she actually called Maynild sister. It should be known that she was a Heroic Soul that was thousands of years old. But then again, when Orthlyss sacrificed herself, her mental age was only 16 years old. From this point of view, it was not wrong for her to call Maynild sister Maynild.
"Me?" Maynild was slightly stunned. "But I don't use a bow."
"I don't use a bow either." Orthlyss said with her eyes wide open. She seemed to have just noticed the longbow on her back. "Oh, sister, you are talking about this. I thought that teacher's bow looked good, so I followed him. Actually, I am a magician."
"You …!" Brando was speechless. Her title was the Blade Knight, and her teacher was a Holy Archer. She carried a longbow and wore leather armor, and then she claimed that she was a magician. A Wind Elf … No, a Mist Elf.
"But … I am also not a wizard." Maynild was also a little helpless.
"Wizard? Is that what you call a magician in this era? But it doesn't matter! " Orthlyss suddenly became serious. "Sister Maynild, I feel that you have a very outstanding magical talent. Besides, you are still young. I believe that one day you will become a great magician."
Maynild was silent.
Brendel looked at her curiously. He did not know why Orthlyss said that the female knight had outstanding talent as a Mage, but his heart skipped a beat. Perhaps it was too much of a coincidence, but 'she' was indeed a very outstanding magician.
But she shook her head. "I don't want to be a magician."
"Eh?" Orthlyss was stunned. "Why? Magicians are very powerful, and their magic is very beautiful."
Brando frowned slightly. He did not know why, but he saw a flash of struggle between the female Knight's eyebrows.
"Let me think about it." Maynild replied.
"Very well." The elven girl was clearly brimming with confidence. It was obvious that she was extremely confident in her magic. Her pitiful look from before had disappeared to who knows where. She put one hand on her chest and said: "By the way, I am an expert in String Magic. Ancient String Magic."
"Dragon Magic."
Brendel shuddered in fear.
Maynild could not help but raise her head slightly. String Magic was divided into two stages after the Great Library of Babel Tower was burned down. After that, the magic exclusive to the dragons extended to a lower branch, which was the so-called modern String Magic. And today, as long as there was no specific article, String Magic often referred to modern String Magic.
But ancient String Magic always had only one meaning, and that was Dragon Magic.
Brando did not expect that among the 24 Knight of the Mist Elves, there would be someone who was proficient in Dragon Magic. Sure enough, the heroes of the ancient times were legendary monsters. Even the wizards of Galaga did not learn Dragon Magic.
No wonder she was so confident. She did have the capital to back it up.
Brando thought that if it were him, he might have agreed. After all, it was Dragon Magic. Dragon Magic was a completely different system from modern magic. In fact, in modern magic, most of the spells that requested the authority of the Dragon of War, Tiamat, were born from Dragon Magic. For example, The Shire's Dragon Strike that blew up half of the Anderla Cathedral.
Dragon Magic was a step further. Dragon Magic itself was a spell that obtained the authority of Tiamat, and it was known as the most destructive spell.
In comparison, the Elementalist's magic was as docile as a kitten.
But what he did not expect was that Maynild was still unmoved. She thought for a moment and calmly said: "Let's continue to check the loot."
At that moment, Brando only wanted to say in his heart: "No, sister, you should go and learn magic. Leave the glorious and arduous task of opening the body to me. "
But Maynild naturally did not hear the words in his heart. The female Knight removed a bracelet from Williams' body. To be exact, it looked like a wrist guard. The whole thing was made of flowing silver, and the shape was part of a claw that extended forward.
"Eh … This bracelet?" Maynild was slightly stunned. It was probably because she had never seen flowing metal that could be stabilized into a specific shape.
"Damn!"
At that moment, Brendel's heart was filled with shock. If he did not see it wrongly, If he was not mistaken, this bracelet was one of the top equipment dropped by the Wind Elf players of the Holy Cathedral of Wind when they killed Williams in the future:
Firefly.
Or rather, it was called the Torch of Knowledge, one of the holy items of the Sky Dragon Crystal.
"This …" Brando did not know for a moment whether this "senior's hand" was considered black or red.
…
(PS: Today I'm taking a small break. 3000 words ~ Take a break. I think I will maintain an average speed for a while to rest and prepare for the next explosion.) (To be continued. 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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