Vol 2 Chapter 60

Scene 60: The Last Night of Braggs (Middle)

The heavy wooden door with the gold pattern slowly pushed open, and the air flowed, and the deep roar penetrated the eardrums, as if the dust behind the door sealed an ancient country and opened the door to visitors.

The light gradually brightened outside the hall, and there was an angry girl standing behind the door.

The half-elf princess wore a silver-white princess dress, with a ruffled skirt hanging down to the smooth marble floor; she held her head high, her silky curly hair falling down her shoulders, and her hands folded over the skirt. Up, standing there coldly, watching a few people slowly coming out of the darkness-

The deep marble sets off such beauty, which is the lily in full gloom.

"His Royal Highness." A marvelous smile appeared on the gloomy face of Marquess Kruger, who walked in front of him. The minister, who had been working for the Corkova family since the Glam era, put his hands under his ribs, deeply. Bowed.

He raised his head, his lips slightly tilted, and his thin face always seemed to have a scum of smile.

"You're welcome, Lord Marquis," the girl didn't even look at the old fox, and asked coldly in front of her, "Is the father in there?"

"I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty, he is receiving Madara's ambassador, I'm afraid I can't see you for the time being," Kluger answered with a smile.

There was a flash of anxiety in the eyebrows of the eldest daughter of Eruin, but it soon returned to normal.

"Then I'll wait here," she replied with her head raised. "It's late, and Madara's ambassador probably won't stay too long."

"Her Royal Highness, please take care of your body--" Marquis Kluge took a glance at the royal flower of pride, showing admiration in his eyes, but he still smiled.

"Thank you for your concern."

"The old minister then left."

"please."

The girl with pale silver eyes remained motionless, watching these people leave indifferently. However, when the Marquis Kluge in the purple-gold ministerial service passed him by mistake, the eldest daughter of Eruin suddenly said: "Kluge Qing, play with fire and self-immolate, and do it for himself-"

The Marquis Kluge was a little surprised, and the princess said that with serious warning. The footsteps of the trustworthy minister of Oberu VII stopped, thinking something, and a gloomy smile appeared on his face.

"What are you talking about, Your Royal Highness?" He asked.

"What I said, you know for yourself. I can't stop what happened in Prague and Courcourt, but don't forget who is on the side of the Temple of Fire in Eruin." The princess was cold. To answer.

Kluge's face changed slightly, but he recovered quickly as usual. How old this old fox town was, he took a breath, and replied without a smile, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for reminding me."

The two parties seemed reluctant to talk more, and after a sting, Marquis Kluger and his team left in a hurry.

But a young man behind the Marquis asked, "Master Marquis, what does she mean?"

"This royal flower can't be underestimated, Wilma." Marquis Kluge replied with a grimace: "Although we are in a good shape now, she is not idle either. From the news outside Asano Her Royal Highness is raising money through the hands of the Church of Havel. Although she doesn't understand what she wants to do, she must also act. "

Marques Kruger glanced back at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the promenade and said, "Today, she is here to remind us. But she can do so, indicating that Her Royal Highness still has some concerns-"

"Absolutely."

He sighed and wiped the ring on his gloves. On the dark ring tray, an acrobatic snake coiled there as if alive, with a faint bronze light reflecting on the edges.

Everyone was silent.

The half-elf princess watched the marquis of Kruger leave without saying a word. When she looked back, she saw Sir Benninger in a light gold robe coming out of the shadow behind a pillar in the hall.

"How?" The girl asked immediately as he approached.

The young man shook his head bitterly: "No, Your Royal Highness. I still haven't seen Your Majesty"

The girl's face calmed down.

"your Highness?"

"I'm going back to my territory tonight. Bring Hazel with me." The girl stared straight ahead and replied calmly: "Be careful not to get the attention of those people."

"Her Royal Highness, can't we think of any other way?" Beninger asked bitterly, the youngest son of the Duke of Siphage, who was extremely prominent. However, after seeing Princess Griffin one year ago, she was shocked to heaven, and since then she has surrendered to the charm of this half-elf princess and is willing to work for her before her saddle.

It stands to reason that Beninger's stay in the capital has long exceeded the expectations of a traveling young aristocrat. The letter urging his father to urge him to go home to inherit the territory is exactly the same, but the young man still lingers here.

Anyone with a near-sighted eye knows that the young princess of the royal family is the one holding the heart of this young man.

Princess Griffin was just sixteen in July, the age when the royal family talked about marriage. It was only that Albert VII loved her exceptionally, and preferred that she be with him as his father for two years. Besides, Ober VII also understood that his younger son, Hazel, was weak and indeed needed the help of his sister.

But it was a good thing for Benninger, because he knew that he and the princess were impossible. If she stayed with Oberu for one more day, he could stay here for another day.

Of course, he is not without grief and self-pity. If he is the eldest son of the Duke of Shifah, not the younger, I am afraid it will be another situation.

However, the young girl's words made his heart beat up at the moment: Her Royal Highness said that she was going to return to her territory, which may be a huge turning point. There are not many cases where members of the royal family return to their territory in the history of Eruin, but every time, something extraordinary happens.

Benninger looked at the princess, looking forward to the unknown future with some fear, so he seemed uncertain. He felt that their departure might not be as simple as a storm.

Under the dim candlelight, the sixteen-year-old Princess Eruin's firm gaze was contrasted with the young man's hesitant expression, and there was a moment of silence in the hall.

"What are you worried about, Benninger?"

"I have some anxieties, Your Majesty ..." The young man didn't know how to express his thoughts at the moment.

In fact, since the arrival of Madara's envoy after June, except for Prime Minister Klug, none of the formerly trusted internal ministers of Oberu VII have seen him. Even his daughter and son were forced to ban their feet, and their activities were restricted to the capital of the king.

Suspicious news of the imprisonment of Oberu VII was spread, but this did not cause any reaction among the aristocracy. Since the appointment of Klug as a friend, Oberu VII has grown in favor with him. It is a fact that the Klug faction has been in power in the field.

However, this group never contacted the place, which was deeply trusted by Oberu VII. As a result, the Royal Party also left them alone, and Klug was indeed impeccable in terms of policy and strategy, and was known as the greatest politician of the Kolkova dynasty since the 11th Anson era.

Some even compare him to the famous man, Archbishop Powell of the Havel Church of the Anson XI.

It was only that the situation had changed sharply after April and May this year. Kluge seemed to be deliberately seizing power. In addition, the Black Rose war was in full swing. At one time, Eruin's domestic political situation seemed to have some wind and rain.

But although the feelings of doubt and suspicion spread not only among the nobility. However, the core figures of the royal party, Overwell and Everton, are on their way to settle with Madara, and the archbishop Griggs, the most prestigious Havel Church of the only three giants, is also behind closed doors. Out.

So Wang Du's form seemed more obscure and dim.

But at this time, the eldest daughter of Eruin proposed to him to return to his territory. Not to mention whether they can escape from this big cage, but the highness of the princess just has the patience to leave her father.

Princess Griffin's relationship with her father is well-recognized in the world. Benninger, as a princess, knew this even more.

But the half-elf girl did not change her face, and quietly replied, "In the character of my father, I would not promise Madara such an absurd agreement. Although I still don't understand what the purpose of Klueg's guy is, One thing is clear, we are not helping here. "

"First of all, I want to send my brother out. This is one of my responsibilities. I must be one step ahead, and everything is in the interest of the royal family-if there is any difference between the father and the king, I think he will understand it all."

"His Royal Highness ..." The young man stared blankly at the half-elf girl who was one head shorter than him. It seemed that he was not sixteen years old, but an excellent politician with a mature mind.

Griffin glanced at him: "Be assured, Begning, I am not unprepared. With the connections of my mentor, we can also play our own games-don't forget that I never believed in Cluy That little man, they dare not risk the world and will not move my father.

The princess said to stop, she just saw the gloomy Madara envoy coming out of the door.

At this moment, the living and the dead looked at each other.

Then staggered.

...

However, when King Erouin was stormy and started the next chaos, Brando knew this and was sitting at the 'Cross Star' bar in the White Swan district of Prague. in. He tapped side by side to the bartender to inquire about the wine of gold, and every time he went to watch the clockwork hanging on the wine rack.

The hour hand is pointing at twelve o'clock.

Brando doesn't expect the character to burst out and start this continuous task clue overnight, then complete it easily. He was just waiting for someone and killing time.

When the outside church bell rang twelve times, the door of the bar finally opened again.

Standing at the door was a girl in a dark blue military uniform, with a long pony tail tied behind her head, her face slightly reddish, and a light brown, bright eye on him.

Freya seemed to be an official knight. She wore a stern strap and a knight's belt, a long sword issued by the church with a cross handle at her waist, and a pair of brightly polished boots.

It also looks like a heroic and aggressive female knight.

But her concerned expression apparently betrayed her. She glanced around when she entered the door, her eyes fell on Brando, and she took a breath and came over and asked:

"You're leaving? Brando?"

"Yep."

Freya was silent.