"Brando, let your father tell you these things." Windsor touched the faint scar on her son's cheek. This scar was left behind during the Calamity of Wolves. Even though it wasn't obvious, it still made her heart ache: "There are some things in our family that I should tell you. But for now, tell me what happened in the past few days. You must have suffered a lot in the outside world. "
"It's nothing. But mother, you won't make me stand here and talk, right?"
"Look at me, I'm getting old."
"You're not old. You're a famous beauty here. You're even more beautiful than the eternal Goddess Elaine. From Silman to Bucce, from Manowar to Fort Kurkel, I don't know how many people envy this old man."
Windsor smiled as she listened. Freya and Amandina also laughed. They had never seen their lord like this before. The mistress of the manor held the hands of the two young ladies and led them into the house. It was a living room, decorated in a compact and warm manner. It was similar to the style of a typical house in the countryside. There was a fireplace, a flower rack on the wall, and a pot of spider plants in the middle of the room. Next to the kitchen, there was a low wooden cupboard against the wall. On top of the cupboard was a variety of porcelain jars. In the middle of the living room was a sofa and a tea table. On top of the tea table, there were fragrant pastries that were made by the mill.
Brando still remembered his mother's cooking. Amandina and Freya were also full of praise, but the two of them were very elegant. After tasting a few pieces, they were too embarrassed to continue eating.
Brando then began to tell his mother about his experiences. He wasn't good at telling stories, but he was able to tell them clearly. When he talked about how he escaped from Fortress Riedon, Windsor showed a look of relief. She said worriedly: "Your father and I heard that a mercenary brought the refugees out of Fortress Riedon. We didn't expect you to be among them. Why didn't you come to us at that time? Your father was angry because of this."
"I wanted to," Brando blushed: "But as you know, I offended the Unifying Guild. I was afraid of exposing my identity and bringing trouble to the family, so I chose not to come home."
"Poor child."
"Aunt Windsor, I can also vouch for Brando. He got into trouble with those evil cultists because of me. It was all my fault for acting on my own. Please help Brando explain to Uncle Scott. It's not Brando's fault." Freya mustered up her courage and interrupted in a low voice.
Windsor looked at her with a smile. "Silly girl, it's not your fault, and it's not Brando's fault. Our old man is just sulking with himself. He's stubborn, and he'll be fine after a while. Freya, Amandina, if you don't mind, you can call me Mother Windsor. This will be your home from now on. "
Amandina and Freya felt their cheeks burning when they heard it. They could not say it out loud, but they felt warmth in their hearts. Freya was fine, but Amandina lowered her eyes and almost cried again.
Brendel did not know what his mother was thinking and quickly interrupted: "Mom, there's a lot of things that happened after that."
"Oh?" Windsor's attention was caught: "Oh, right, where did you go after that?"
"After that, I went to Tónigel to settle the refugees."
"Tónigel, I think I've heard of that place before. Oh, right, there's an amazing person there called Count Tónigel. I heard that he lost to Cruz in Ampere Seale, and recently even Madara was defeated by him. He also helped the princess defeat Count Randner's army. I think he'll soon change his name to Count Randner. "
Brando knew that his mother had always been more knowledgeable. Otherwise, how would a country woman know about Randner and Tónigel, let alone the relationship between them. In the past, Brando attributed this to his mother's noble background, but now it seemed that a small noble family could not raise such a daughter. With his grandfather's identity, his mother's background was probably not small.
But he was a little surprised that his mother did not seem to know who Count Tónigel was. Did Bunide not tell them?
"Mom, you really don't know who Count Randner is?"
"How would I know who the Count is? Silly child, I only heard about it from the rumors that spread from the city."
"Ah?"
This surprised exclamation was not made by Brando, but by Amandina. Amandina and her lord looked at each other and could not help but look at each other. The Highland Knight did not seem to have told his family what happened during this period of time. Then why were they looking for him in such a hurry? For a moment, Brando could not help but become more and more confused. He wanted to know what the strange Knight in the Karsuk Highlands were up to.
"Brando, do you know Count Tónigel?"
Brando nodded and was about to speak when he saw Dwayne come out from the room and said to him: "Brando, Mr. Scott wants you to go over."
Brando immediately shut his mouth and looked at his mother. Windsor nodded at him: "Go, Brando, let your father see you. Don't be fooled by his current state, there wasn't a day when he wasn't worried about you. In order to find you, he even entrusted his old connections. Originally, your grandfather … … Sigh, forget it, go, your father will tell you everything. "
Brando also nodded. He originally wanted to bring Amandina along, but after thinking about it, it would be too ambiguous to bring Amandina along to see his father. He subconsciously looked at Amandina, who immediately understood what her lord was thinking. She quickly replied: "I'll stay and accompany Aunt Windsor."
"Call me mother." Windsor corrected her.
Amandina blushed and said something in a voice as soft as a mosquito. Perhaps even she did not hear it clearly, but Windsor smiled: "Go," she said: "Go, Brando, let your father take a good look at you. You're a man now."
Brando stood up and walked into the house with Dwayne. They passed through a house and came to the courtyard behind the manor. He saw his father standing under an oak tree from afar, and there was another person beside him. Brando recognized that it was Bunide, the leader of the Highlanders. However, he also saw a young girl not far away from them. When he saw her, he stood there as if he was petrified.
The young girl obviously noticed him as well. She turned her head and looked at him carefully. The young girl stood there, wearing a long silver dress. Her pointed ears pierced through her silver hair, and the hair set off her soft face. But the expression in her eyes was calm as if he was in a dream: "Brando, long time no see."
"Your … Royal Highness?"
Brando thought of all kinds of possibilities, but he never dreamed that the one who would appear in front of him would be Princess Gryphine.
Why would Her Royal Highness appear here? Brando felt as if he was hit in the head with a stick. His mind went blank for a moment, and he lost the ability to think. The visit of the Highland Knight was not unexpected. His grandfather was Darius, and his mother was the daughter of a noble from Carderego. All the signs pointed to the possibility that he was born in the family of the Highland Knight. But the Highland Knight was independent of Erouine's political system and had always maintained a detached status. When did they get together with Her Royal Highness and the Royal Family?
Brando looked at Bunide, then looked at the princess, and then looked at his father. For a moment, his mind was short-circuited.
This was completely beyond his understanding.
Brando subconsciously looked at his father, wanting to get a reasonable answer from the old man. But Old Scott was wiping a two-handed sword. His movements were meticulous, silently wiping the blade until it shined. Then he raised his head and looked at Brando: "I just heard that in the past one and a half years, you have experienced a lot of things. The princess has also conferred you the title of Count, and your swordsmanship has improved a lot?"
Bunide laughed: "Scott, your son is not the same as before. Now, even I may not be his opponent."
A trace of surprise flashed in Scott's eyes. He looked at his son with a straight face. At that time, Brando ran to the countryside of Bucce because he could not endure the hardships of the militia training. He knew that his son was quite talented in swordsmanship, but he was undisciplined by nature. Because of this, he often lost his temper. But before his father was alive, it was his father who taught Brando. The old man also strictly forbade the other people in the manor to show that they knew swordsmanship, so he could not intervene. Not long after his father passed away, this undisciplined guy ran away to Bucce.
He could never have imagined that so many things would happen after that. Until Bunide came to visit, he did not even know that his son was still alive.
Scott looked at the sword in his hand. This was his old partner. He had carefully kept it for nearly twenty years. Today was the first time it saw the light of day. He raised the sword and gestured, then looked at Brando.
"Old man, what is going on?" Brando was getting more and more confused.
"If you want to know, once you get past me, I'll naturally tell you." Scott raised his sword and assumed a defensive stance. "If you want to inherit something, you must first have the qualifications to do so. Otherwise, I'd rather you stay mediocre. Come on."
Brando knew at a glance that this was Erouine's military swordsmanship, but it was a set of two-handed swordsmanship. To be honest, his father's strength was also above the Gold Realm. Even among Erouine, he could be considered as one of the top experts. However, at this moment, in his eyes, it was full of flaws. "Compared to grandfather, the old man is still far behind," Brando thought, but his face showed an awkward expression: "Old man, let's forget about it."
He was not afraid, but he was worried that he might be able to embarrass the old man with just two or three moves. Moreover, Her Highness the Princess and Bunide were still here. With the old man's stubborn character, if he really embarrassed the old man, his good days would come to an end.
"Mr. Scott, let me do it," Gryphine suddenly said.
"Your Highness, you —?" Scott was stunned.
"Scott, let Her Highness try," Bunide smiled at the side.
Scott hesitated for a moment. He glanced at his son, then looked at the princess, and nodded: "Then, Your Highness, please be careful."
Brando had been paying attention to Bunide's expression. That guy was smiling like an old fox, who knew what he was thinking. Gryphine took the sword from his hand, lifted her skirt with one hand, and came in front of Brando. "Count, in terms of swordsmanship, you are Haruz's teacher, and also my teacher," she raised her sword and bowed to Brando: "Teacher, please advise."
The half Fairy Princess bowed slightly. She was wearing a long skirt, but she held a long sword in her hand. She was like a lily blooming under the afternoon sun, making people's hearts beat faster. But when she stood up again, her face was stern, and her aura changed. It was as if she was no longer the princess of the Kingdom of Erouine, but a female Knight. She looked at Brando with her silver eyes, and only Brando's figure was left in her eyes. She held her skirt with one hand, took a step forward, and stabbed her sword at Brando with one hand.
The sword's light shone under the mottled sunlight passing through the leaves, like a bunch of flowers and leaves.
When Scott saw this, he couldn't help but nod. Her Highness' sword wasn't just for show. It displayed a very solid foundation. He could not help but look at Brando. With his son's previous level, even if there were ten of him, he would not be able to take this sword.
But Brendel didn't panic. He took a step back and dodged the princess' sword. Then, he used the sheathed Halran Gaia to lightly knock it away, causing Gryphine's sword to deviate in an unknown direction. The princess returned without any success, her face was a little red. She looked at him with a little surprise. Although she knew that this Count Tónigel's swordsmanship was extraordinary, she did not expect him to be able to resolve her attack so easily.
She could feel that Brando did not use any strength, and even his speed was not much faster than the average person. He was purely using his skills to fight against her swordsmanship.
Scott frowned. Brando's move was more famous to him, a Knight who had been on the battlefield. It did not only contain swordsmanship, but also combat experience. Only a person who had been on the battlefield would dare to face the sword of others so easily. He could not help but look at his son suspiciously. Brando had not told him about Brando's great achievements, but he could guess a little at this moment. He thought that his son must have had an extraordinary encounter in the outside world.
The princess' sword did not succeed, so she immediately lowered her body and slashed at Brando's waist. The sword drew a silver arc with her body, but what was more beautiful was the dancing long skirt, Brando was stunned. Slashing was different from stabbing. He could no longer dodge this sword. He could only use the sheathed Halran Gaia to suppress the princess' sword, and then took a step forward to block Gryphine's attack route. The princess only felt the sword sinking, and the next moment, Brando's figure was in front of her. She wanted to withdraw her sword, but it was too late. Her hand tightened, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Gryphine's sword was one of the more famous moves in the White Raven Swordsmanship, Wing Circle. Brando could not be more familiar with this move. When he saw this move, he subconsciously used the set of moves that he was best at. But when he used one hand to hold the princess' neck with the sheath and the other hand to hold the princess' wrist, he realized what a stupid thing he had done. He was stunned for a moment.
I'm done for!
This was the only thought in Brando's mind at that moment.
Not only him, even Scott was shocked. He never knew that his son would be so bold. Not only did he beat the princess without mercy, but he also took advantage of the princess openly. Martha above, Scott only felt that the biggest mistake in his life was not teaching Brando what a gentleman's demeanor was. But he suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he did not really fight with his son. Otherwise, it would not be him testing his son, but his son testing him. Then, he would lose all his face in front of Brando.
He felt a little proud in his heart. After all, they were a Knight family. A Knight stood with a sword. This generation of the Cardiloso family did not lose face for the family. In fact, it was far beyond everyone's expectations.
The courtyard was quiet for a moment.
Gryphine was stunned for a moment, but her face did not show any shame or anger. She gently struggled and said, "Teacher, can you let me go?"
Brando reacted immediately and hurriedly let go of the princess. He only felt that his cheeks were hot all the way to his ears. He thought to himself, "God, what have I done?" Thinking back to the moment of foolishness in Ampere Seale, he was afraid that he would not be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. He could not help but look at the princess with some shame. But Gryphine's face was very calm. She bent down to pick up the sword on the ground and quietly looked at Brando. She gently gasped for a moment before saying, "Mr. Scott, Your Excellency, can I be alone with the count for a while?"
Scott and Bunide looked at each other as if they exchanged a look, then nodded.
But before leaving, Bunide smiled and said to Brando, "Little guy, your courage is commendable. As an 'uncle', I will pray for you."
Brando's old man, Old Mr. Scott, was more reserved. He just glared at him and reminded him, "You're on your own."
Brando saw the two of them walking out of the courtyard one after the other. He did not understand what the princess meant. He turned around and saw Princess Gryphine standing with both hands on the sword. She stood under the tree and raised her head. The light spots between the leaves fell on her shoulders. She looked like a fairy in the forest. Her gaze passed through the courtyard and looked at the scattered farmland outside the manor and the Buck Forest in the distance. She said softly, "Mr. Knight, can I still call you that?"
Brando's face was still warm. He felt particularly uncomfortable when he was alone with the princess. It was as if the soft touch from before was still in his arms. There was still a faint lily fragrance on her body. It made him a little distracted, but he still nodded.
Gryphine glanced at him. The expression in her silver eyes was very complicated. He could not tell if it was joy or worry.
"You must be wondering why I am here with the Highland Knight, right?"
Brando nodded.
…
(PS: I seem to have written the time wrongly in front of me. It should be less than two years, more like a year and a half. I seem to have written half a year.
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