Through the misty forest, Brando, accompanied by Freya, saw Wood. This was the second time he had seen the Archbishop of the Holy Cathedral of Fire since he was in Ampere Seale. Seeing Mephisto standing next to Wood, Brando hurriedly saluted, "Teacher."
Although Saint-ausol taught him the Nine Luminaries Sword Art, Mephisto also taught him a lot of practical skills. Nominally, they also had the status of teacher and student, and the elf queen did not object to this.
Wood glanced at Mephisto with slight surprise, "So that's how it is, you have a good student."
"Indeed."
Brando looked up and saw several red-robed Knights of the Holy Cathedral behind the two of them. He couldn't help but squint his eyes into a line, trying to figure out Wood's intentions. However, Wood had made him suffer a big loss in the name of Tuman, and Brando would never forget this lesson.
Seeing Brando's expression, the Archbishop of the Holy Cathedral of Fire smiled awkwardly, "It seems that Mr. Brando has a deep prejudice against me." He suppressed the surprise in his heart. Knight Williams brought ten Knights of the Holy Cathedral. Even if the Konolia fleet was blocked by Erouine's Royal Fleet, it would not be wiped out immediately, not to mention the White Winged Knight Regiment. But what he saw was the dejected Cruz people who were restrained, and the flag of the White Winged Knight Regiment was thrown into the muddy water.
He didn't know if the Holy Cathedral had been too greedy for comfort for a long time, or if its enemies were too strong. Wood looked at the young man in front of him, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.
"Lord Archbishop, you know the proverb of the elves, 'Everyone gets what they do'." Brando replied.
"Haha," Wood smiled bitterly, "So I'm here to taste the bitter fruit I planted back then. But Mr. Brando knows that this is not prejudice. The Holy Cathedral always needs a stable Erouine. "
"So you chose the nobles of the north?" Brendel's eyebrows were raised in an aggressive manner. Wood was right. From the standpoint of the Cruz people, there was no need for him to put himself in the enemy's shoes. He was not so kind. "Whether it is the Cruz people or the Erouine people, they are all descendants of the Flame King. They have to uphold the honor. The Seifer Royal Family had long lost their throne. After the O 'Casey siblings lost the Lionheart Sword, this matter became known to the world. At that time, the nobles vowed to abdicate Hesse I's throne, and promised that his heirs would no longer covet the throne. Therefore, Erouine today has no second heir other than Prince Haruz. "
"I admit that the Holy Sanctum did not consider this matter properly. Moros was too stubborn, and I could not stop him." Wood sighed.
Brando watched helplessly as Wood put the blame on the dead Moros. Wood was different from Williams. He was a typical pragmatist, but the other side said so, which was already a concession. This made him feel a little vigilant because the Holy Cathedral of Fire's compromise was almost unnecessary.
He stared at Wood warily.
The chief priest of the Holy Cathedral of Fire smiled bitterly again. "You don't have to doubt, I am here on behalf of the Holy Cathedral of Fire to ask Her Royal Highness Princess Gryphine for peace."
"Ah." Freya, who was behind Brando, could not help but let out a soft cry.
This time it was really Brando's turn to be surprised. Was it just for the Konolia fleet? But wasn't the face of the Empire more important than a local fleet? If the Cruz people really thought so, they would be a terrible opponent. But Brando thought of another possibility. "Williams is dead."
"He died in your hands?" Wood was stunned.
"Yes." Brando nodded. This was a secret that could not be hidden. Besides, Mephisto was on the side, and he was not worried that the Cruz people would turn hostile.
The chief priest of the Holy Cathedral of Fire was silent. "This is indeed a problem," he muttered to himself. "But Williams is grumpy and arrogant. His stubbornness led to his death in a foreign land, which is not unreasonable."
"What?" Brando almost thought he had heard wrong.
"Brando, I'm afraid that the Cruz people don't have the time to go around biting people, just like the dog that fell into the mud to fight for the bone. They can't even protect themselves. But we also have a problem, but you can now make conditions to them. " Mephisto finally spoke, and as soon as he spoke, the Knight behind Wood glared at him.
"Can't protect themselves?"
"Mr. Brando, I hope the Princess will give up the pursuit of the Konolia fleet." Wood said.
"That's impossible," Brando refused firmly, but he paused and asked, "What are the conditions?"
Wood smiled. Sure enough, as he expected, the real mastermind behind the Princess' side was this young man. But what made him feel uneasy was that the other party was the same kind of person as him. The Holy Cathedral was going to bleed a lot this time. "We can make the nobles in the north give up Ampere Seale."
"You mean we still have to coexist peacefully with these people who are trying to usurp the throne? After annihilating the Konolia fleet, we can still take advantage of the situation and go north. "
Wood was already very clear about the way people like Brando acted. They must have considered the results before giving such an order, so he would not use the revenge of the Holy Cathedral of Fire as a false threat. It would be meaningless. He thought for a moment and said, "As you said, the Royal Family of Covardo should continue to hold the throne, but there are still many nobles in the north, and it will take time to calm their suspicions. It is better for Erouine to unite peacefully than to confront each other. "
Brando looked at the Archbishop of the Holy Cathedral of Fire in surprise. He understood the meaning behind his words. Wood meant to acknowledge the legitimacy of the Royal Family of Covardo, so that the north would have no actual basis to rely on, and the internal strife in the kingdom would disappear.
But this was a little too easy. How could the Holy Cathedral compromise so thoroughly? It was not that the remaining forces in the north did not have the strength to fight against the Princess. Even if they failed, Cruz's people could be very stubborn. Or was this another trap? He could not help but deeply suspect.
"Mr. Brando, you don't have to suspect that this is another deception. I will tell you the reason, and you will understand as soon as you hear it. The reason is actually Moros. "
"Moros?"
"You should know that he killed Princess Magadal."
"No, wait," Brando suddenly reacted, and he thought of a very terrible possibility. "Wasn't Princess Magadal killed because she discovered your secret?"
Wood's face was a little ugly. "How could the Holy Cathedral do such a thing, not to mention that she did not know the Holy Cathedral's plan from beginning to end. The request for reinforcements from the Empire and the transfer of Williams from the headquarters was just a spur of the moment idea after I read Moros's letter. No one else knew about it except Moros himself. "
"In other words, Her Royal Highness discovered another secret?"
"I'm afraid so," Wood's face was dignified, "Mr. Brando, I'm afraid that Moros is a spy from All For One."
"Ah!" Brando could not help but cry out. "So you opened the Door of Flame of the Holy Cathedral of Fire in the port of Ampere Seale?" He saw Wood looking at him seriously, and understood that there was no need to say more.
At that moment, Brando felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head.
The situation was serious.
He finally understood why Wood came to him to make peace. It turned out that the whole thing was a huge conspiracy. If Moros was a spy from All For One, then he knew early on that the Holy Cathedral of Fire would set up the Door of Flame in Ampere Seale. He might even have been the one who guided it, because All For One's goal was those Door of Flame.
The Door of Flame was a huge teleportation circle, and the core of the teleportation circle designated the destination of the teleportation. But the teleportation circle itself had no intelligence, and it could be used to connect to other places with slight modifications.
For example, the devil's lair, the Sulfur River.
Brando suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Brando, the Roman said that she found a trap, and she wanted to help you. That was the first thing Amandina said to him when they met. He thought she was talking about the Holy Cathedral's trap and was angry at her childishness. But at this moment, he suddenly realized that Amandina might have known what she was going to face. She knew about the conspiracy that he did not know about.
For the first time, Brando felt extremely uneasy, and even had the thought that he might lose the lovely person who always stood by his side fearlessly.
Once this thought appeared, it could not be suppressed, and made him feel even colder as he stood in the rain. Since Bucce, Brando knew that at least one person in this world would be with him forever. He could pinch her face without restraint and call her an idiot, and she would frown at him and throw a tantrum.
But he would never forget the promise, the words she said to him that night.
"Why don't you go over?" Amandina seemed to still be sitting on the rock, holding her bag with both hands on her leather skirt, and a pair of round-toed leather shoes swinging back and forth in the air.
"They don't like me."
"Why?"
"Auntie and I are weirdos in their eyes, and no ordinary girl wants to be a merchant. So it's normal that they don't like them. "
"I've never seen them. Auntie has been by my side for as long as I can remember. Auntie said, little Roman, when you grow up, you have to repay auntie! "
"So that's why you want to be a merchant?"
"Yes."
"What a strange idea."
"It doesn't matter."
From that moment on, he knew that he had fallen deeply in love with that strange girl. That was because they had some similar characteristics. He was also a strange person in the eyes of others, but the two of them had the same goal.
She wanted to be a great merchant, and he wanted to save Erouine in his heart. These were strange goals that ordinary people could not imagine, but it didn't matter.
As long as they agreed, it would be fine.
"Brando, Roman, she …" Freya also reacted. This simple-minded girl from the countryside of Bucce had worried about her best friend even earlier than Brando.
But Brendel gave her a reassuring look, although his heart was also cold. "Archbishop Wood, do you think that All for One can control those Doors of Flame?" He asked, still holding on to the last bit of hope.
"Mr. Brando, there's no need to guess. We lost them before we came here. All for One connects them to the underground of Jorgendy Ridge, and you should know where that is. "
"The Sulfur River." Brando replied through gritted teeth. "So what am I supposed to do? Give the order to stop pursuing Konolia's fleet, and then turn around to fight the demons of Jorgendy Ridge, here, on Aouine's soil?" He could not help but curse, "Look at what you've done, Kirrlutz bastards! What bullshit Holy Cathedral of Fire! "
This was the first time Freya saw Brando so angry, and her face was pale with fright. The last time was in Fortress Riedon, but she was not there.
"Well said," Mephistopheles replied. "Now that's more like a man."
Wood was speechless. It was an indisputable fact that the Holy Cathedral of Fire, and even the four Holy Cathedrals, had been infiltrated by the cultists. It was just that the situation had never been as out of their expectations as today. This time, the Holy Cathedral of Fire had really lost a lot of face. Even more than when Cruz's fleet was defeated by Brando. "We will fight side by side with you." That was all he could say.
Brando snorted softly. He did not trust these Cruz people at all. If he had known that Moros was All for One's spy, then he might have guessed the other party's plan the moment he saw those portals. It was a pity that Moros missed this opportunity in history. There was no war in Ampere Seale, and Cruz's people did not build the Door of Flame in Erouine until after his term.
Later, Moros returned to Cruz, and Brando also went north to Saint-ausol and Fanzin. Later, some news about the Holy Cathedral of Fire gradually faded from his memory.
And he would forever miss the opportunity to identify Moros.
"Well," Brando finally said. "I will persuade Her Royal Highness to give up chasing the Konolian fleet, but you must also persuade the Northern Coalition Army to join our camp. If things are allowed to develop, you know better than me what will happen near Ampere Seale. "
He then pointed to Wood and said, "I hope Lord Archbishop remembers what you said today, or you will regret your previous words and deeds."
Brando's heart was burning with anger, but now he was only worried about the safety of Romaine. If the Roman were to suffer even a little bit of damage in Ampere Seale, he would definitely make the Holy Cathedral of Fire pay the price.
This was by no means an empty threat.
When he turned around, Wood vaguely heard Brando mutter, "I hope the number of demons sent by All for One is not too large." The Archbishop of the Holy Cathedral of Fire seemed to be stunned for a moment before he reacted.
This young man seems to know too much?
… …
(PS: 4000. Also, thank you for the character form. I will use it as a blueprint to check it myself to make a character card. This will make it much easier for me. Thank you very much. Also, today I will put up the second group's LOG.) (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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