Even in today's Erouine, the White Lion Legion was still considered a strong force. In the Year of Spring, Marquis Balta had used it to defeat the Lion Beastmen of Toquinin. However, it was only enough to satisfy the nobles. What he wanted was a lion with sharp claws and sharp teeth.
He thought for a moment and replied, "Your Highness, I'm afraid I'm not suitable for this position now."
The princess turned back to look at him in surprise. Brando's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and his expression slowly became firm. "Why?" She asked doubtfully.
"Well … Your Highness, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Brando raised his head. There was a touch of breathtaking blue on the horizon of Ampere Seale, but it was just a sign before the next storm. The air was filled with the moist smell of the sea. He walked with the princess to the white square. The half Fairy Princess was only a little taller than his shoulder. She was wearing a long silver dress, the thin silk clinging to her porcelain-like skin. The dress folded like a huge flower petal perfectly set off her slender figure.
"The truth, Mr. Brando." The princess' tone did not sound displeased.
"Well, to be honest, since the late king gave the sword to Krentel Meyr Baylon, the White Lion Legion has been the sharpest sword in the kingdom for centuries. It's certainly a good thing for us to legally obtain the inheritance of this army. But Your Highness, you also understand that Sir Nevind, Walloon Lleida, and the 'General of the Left' may not accept a stranger as the new commander of the White Lion Legion, right? " Brando was talking about the remaining two commanders of the White Lion Legion, Sharp Claw and Lion's Mane, and the commander of the White Lion Blade Knight Regiment.
The only difference between the current White Lion Legion and King Erik's era was the absence of the Imperial Guard Legion. The Imperial Guard Legion had been replaced by the new Imperial Guard Legion after the Year of the Return of Glory. Later on, it became the predecessor of the Black Blade Legion. The White Lion Legion was left with Sharp Claw, Lion's Mane, and Jude, as well as the White Lion Blade Knight Regiment. The Jude Guards Regiment was led by Marquis Balta. After Marquis Balta's death, the remaining three were actually qualified to succeed him as the Legion Commander.
The Princess disagreed. "This is the last wish of Leider. Nicholas and Knight Stephen of the Holy Cathedral of Fire can both testify. They can't object."
"But is that the White Lion that Her Highness wants? What was the difference between a sharp sword that was only respectful on the surface and those fellows in the north who conspired against him? It's meaningless no matter who compromises with whom. What we want is a white lion that is truly loyal to the ideals of the kingdom, "Brando replied. The princess fell silent.
Brando could read the uneasiness in the heart of this half Fairy Princess at the moment. The quarreling nobles in the north could break the peace at any time and turn the situation in the north into a pot of porridge. But the key was how much time Erouine had, surrounded by strong enemies and under the threat of war. And the serious consequences of the war in Ampere Seale undoubtedly magnified this concern.
If only he could fight for two or three more years of peace. No, just two years would be enough. In Brando's memory, there were still five years before the Second War of the Black Roses. There were still seventeen years before the long night fell and the days when wolves ran across the land. After that, Wohnde would never have a day of peace.
But before that, there was still a war waiting for Erouine in the north. If he couldn't appease the nobles in the north as soon as possible, how would he deal with the Golden Mane Lionmane Beastmen in Toquinin? Brando had a headache. Compromise was absolutely unacceptable. The history of the other world was still vivid in his mind. He really wanted to kill all these damn bastards with a sword. He couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
"So, Mr. Brando, do you have a better candidate in mind?" The two walked to the side of the carriage, and the princess stopped and looked back at him.
"There is one, the daughter of the Earth Knight Everton."
"Freya?" The princess' voice sounded slightly surprised.
"Yes, Freya, Your Highness. She is very suitable in terms of birth and background, and also participated in this war. She fought side by side with Marquis Balta and won the favor of many people in the White Lion Legion. More importantly, the Lionheart Sword has acknowledged her. This seems to be the will of the late King Erik. Perhaps we should respect the choice of the Lionheart Sword. " Brendel said slowly. Amandina had told him some of the information that Brendel had obtained from her.
The princess listened silently, and finally said, "Mr. Brando, I don't want to hide it from you. Your thoughts coincide with someone I know, and she also recommended Freya to me to take over the position of Marquis Balta. "
"Oh?"
Brando was a little curious. In fact, he already had a plan in mind for Freya to lead the White Lion Legion, because who else could be more suitable for this position than Leider's student in history, the later Commander of the White Lion Legion, and Erouine's Valkyrie?
But this reason obviously didn't convince the others. Freya was now just an unknown country girl from the countryside of Bucce. Perhaps she was the daughter of the Earth Knight Everton, but this secret was not known by most people. Not to mention, in terms of talent, she was not the most outstanding one in this batch of Knight Academy.
Then who would be the one to recommend this future Valkyrie?
"Maynild," the princess told him. "You should have met her. She is the person I trust the most, and can be called my best friend."
It was her.
Brando's curiosity grew. The position of Commander of the White Lion Legion had never been an inconspicuous position. So why did the female Knight named Maynild take a fancy to Freya?
After all, not everyone in this world had a pair of eyes like him that could see the future.
For a moment, he couldn't help but think of his interaction with the female Knight in the rain. That cold woman, whose name he had never heard of in history, had almost the same appearance as Amandina, but their personalities were completely different.
He couldn't help but frown, and with a trace of suspicion, he said, "I don't know what Lady Maynild is thinking, but I really can't find anyone more suitable for this position than Freya, Your Highness. The core of the problem is still the Lionheart Sword. The White Lion Legion also wants to find this sacred sword to rerealize the value of the White Lion Legion. In addition to the legacy of the Knight Leider, their higher-ups probably won't have any objections. "
"Besides, on the other hand, an unknown daughter of the Earth Knight Everton may be less of a threat to the three of them than I am. In any case, I am still a Knight by Your Highness' side. "
The princess nodded gently, as if she had accepted this suggestion. "And then?" she asked softly.
"I plan to let Freya and Carlo lead the team, and let the Royal Knight Academy become a base for new blood for the White Lion Legion. The White Lion Legion also needs a group of outstanding young people to support its future, which coincides with the philosophy of the Royal Knight Academy. Besides, for those young people, isn't the White Lion Legion a better home than the guards? "Brando continued to answer. His purpose was actually very simple. What he wanted was a brand new White Lion Legion, so infiltration and transformation were inevitable. He didn't have anyone on hand, but the Royal Knight Academy was a good choice.
The half Fairy Princess frowned, as if she had heard Brando's implication. "But will this really work? Won't it cause a backlash from the White Lion Legion?" she asked softly in a pleasant voice.
"Of course it will." Brando was not afraid. But at least there was one advantage to boiling the frog in warm water, and that was, it wouldn't aggravate the conflict in the beginning. Now, it was actually a compromise between both sides. The other side had no reason to completely reject them, but he and the princess couldn't completely control the White Lion Legion.
Both sides probably didn't intend to force the other side into a dead end. At this time, if the other side thought that he and the princess were trying to control the future, the other side might only laugh at their naivety.
But if they laughed at it, then so be it.
Brando continued to explain, "But if we can complete the unification of the South in a short time, then what can the White Lion Legion do, no matter how arrogant they are?"
The half Fairy Princess sighed softly, "Mr. Brando, what you said is very different from what I heard. But I don't know why, but I'm more inclined to trust your opinion. But can we complete the unification of the South in a short time? "
Brando saw the confusion in the half Fairy Princess' silver eyes, not directed at him, but at the idea. He answered truthfully, "If the nobles in the North don't cause trouble for us, we have a chance."
He wasn't lying. The Highland Knight seemed to have a good impression of the princess because of his identity. Duke Viero and Duke Grinoires were obviously not keen on the struggle for power and profit. They were forces that could be won over. In fact, their enemies in the South were actually only Count Randner and the missing Duke Arreck, not to mention that Count Randner himself had a deep hatred for Duke Viero.
But in this way, the problem was back to square one. "Mr. Brando, do you think the nobles in the North will give us this opportunity?" The princess asked again. It was not that she didn't understand, but all of this seemed to be a dead end.
Would the nobles in the North give them this opportunity? The answer to this question sounded reasonable. Of course not. Those with bad intentions were eager to make a mess of the situation.
But Brando pondered for a moment and gave a completely opposite answer, "I think there will be a chance."
The princess looked at him curiously.
Brando thought of what Cruz and Tuman had said to him before. Maybe Wood would really give him a surprise. In any case, the key to breaking the situation in the North was the attitude of the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
"The Holy Cathedral of Fire may not want Erouine to be caught in a scuffle. Your Highness, we just have to wait and see. This time, Cruz will give us a satisfactory answer."
"But I don't want to compromise with them. You know this, Mr. Brando."
"We won't compromise with anyone, Your Highness."
Unlike Princess Gryphine, Brando didn't actually have much tension and uneasiness in his heart. Because in his opinion, the most difficult and difficult times seemed like yesterday. The darkest period of history had passed, and the future would only get better and better.
And he just needed to identify that goal and firmly go down it.
The princess was slightly stunned, but she seemed to understand. She looked at Brando with splendor in her eyes. Brando nodded slightly to her. Some things were so simple, it was just that people were trapped in it and couldn't extricate themselves from it. Even when the princess was at her weakest, the Holy Cathedral of Fire didn't take advantage of her. Could it be that Cruz still wanted to make them bow their heads?
The situation had actually been reversed.
A faint smile appeared on Princess Gryphine's face, and she sighed softly. She turned back and invited him with the unique, crisp voice of an elf.
"The weather is good today, Mr. Brando. Would you like to walk with me? I want to see the newly built port of Ampere Seale."
Brando was stunned.
He felt the beautiful silver eyes looking at him, and the affection contained in them was self-evident. But he was in a dilemma. On the one hand, it was the invitation of Her Highness, and on the other hand, it was an equally important arrangement for him.
Before coming out, Brando checked the EXP he gained from this war. The harvest could be said to be very rich, especially in the final battle. Almost all of the EXP from the Titan that the Roman killed was credited to him. But the only problem was that the EXP had now turned into a dim gray.
This only meant one thing.
That was, the EXP had reached the upper limit of Elemental Activation. Next was a process that he was very familiar with, the Elemental Activation Quest.
In fact, the timing was just right. The war in Ampere Seale was like an important node for Brando. After the war, everything was on the right track. As long as the situation in the north was appeased, he would have time to complete this series of Elemental Activation Quests.
But there was only one problem.
That was, now that his equipment was in a damaged state, he couldn't just wear a blank set of equipment to complete the quest, could he? However, repairing equipment, especially magical equipment, was a time-consuming and long job in the game. He had to prepare as soon as possible.
Princess Gryphine seemed to see his hesitation and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Well, I want to go to the workshop area first." Brando replied awkwardly.
"I see." The princess seemed to understand. She thought for a moment, "Mr. Brando, do you know the most famous weapon and armor shop in Ampere Seale?"
Lucretia's Weapon and Armor Shop.
The name immediately came to Brando's mind. The most famous weapon and armor shop in Ampere Seale was neither opened by the dwarves, who were best at forging steel, nor by the elves who were good at magic arts.
Instead, it was a shop opened by a fairy.
This shop was very famous in the game, but it was not open to players. Instead, it was run by nobles. Only a few players with prominent identities and enough reputation could enter, but Brando, who dealt with skeletons all day, was obviously not one of them.
He looked up, thinking that Her Royal Highness wouldn't want to go with him to the clanking and smoky workshop area, right?
But he heard Princess Gryphine reply in a pleasant voice, "Please get in the carriage, Mr. Brando."
"Timis, send the carriage to 'Lucretia's Weapon and Armor Shop'."
Before Brando could react, he saw the female officer in front of him personally open the carriage door for him.
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(PS: Writing is a little slow … = =, looks like I can't make up for yesterday's work today. I'll owe you for now. Anyway, today's work will be better.) (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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