Vol 3 Chapter 300

Griffin seemed to have untied the knot, and under her arrangement, everything became organized again. Looking at Her Royal Highness who has become smart and capable again, Brando also took a sigh of relief, His Royal Highness, who was rarely seen at first, was helpless, but compared to His Royal Highness, .

Probably because it is more real and closer to the image in his mind.

But Brando didn't relax his vigilance. Although the princess cheered up temporarily, they could not change the fact that they are now in a lot of difficulties and dangers. At least until everything was arranged, Brando knew that the princesses had a detour. The problem of not opening must be dealt with-

He did not intend to speak, but to wait for someone to raise it. Overwell was attentive, and the dark-haired knight Nimesis didn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp. He didn't need to be smart.

But every time Brando looked over there, his eyes couldn't help being attracted by the dark-haired horsewoman. Nemesisian stood there quietly, exuding a breath that made him feel very familiar.

Familiar but unfamiliar.

For a moment, the room calmed down, and Nimesis naturally noticed the young man's eyes always falling on her, but every time she turned around, she saw the other person's eyes quickly moving away.

"Huh." The dark-haired horsewoman frowned slightly. Not far away from her, the half-elf girl was seemingly organizing everything, and she turned back—looking at Overwell on the side, the sharp-edged wolf Sir of the past said nothing, Nimesy Si knew that the other party was implying that she was speaking.

"His Royal Highness, how is His Royal Highness dealing there?"

After a moment, she asked quietly; this sentence seemed to hit Her Royal Highness Princess Eruin's future, and the girl froze. Brando saw her slender fingertips and even froze slightly.

This is a problem that cannot be bypassed. As early as at Knights College, the Wang prince's daily life has been in charge of the Wang Dang, which seemed to be a kind of protection. But now it becomes surveillance and control. Now her brother has fallen into the hands of Wang Dang. But both Macaroo and Earl Baal are dragons and phoenixes. If you want to win people from them, it may not be so easy.

"Naturally, we must seize people, and my brother must not be reduced to their chips." But how to seize people is a problem. The princess raised her brows deeply—the only thing she can command now is one that has not yet The number of cavalry consisting of young non-commissioned officers and students who completed their studies was less than half of that of the Royal Knights.

Moreover, on the surface, the princess hasn't really broken her face with the Wang Dang. Both sides can say that there is no retreat. Once the Wang Dang loses his final chips, he may fall to the side of the Yan Temple. This possibility is very small. But she had to worry.

The large room was silent.

"Let the old man take a trip," Overwell replied, "It's not possible, you can turn to the knights of the lake, maybe ..."

"I'll try to persuade Freya." Nimesis replied quietly, without a trace of worry on her face, calm as a sculpture.

The last time the Knights of the Lake showed their strength was only second to Andersa that Brando had seen in the Ring of Trade Winds. No wonder Overwell would think of him. It is just that although the Lionheart Sword is still in Freya's hands, the knight of the lake seems to have been protecting this future goddess of war, but only for protection. Freya didn't necessarily command this great god.

In fact, Overwell may not know this. It's just that the princess can't come up with any good way at this moment.

Brando shook his head and finally couldn't help but interject: "I'm afraid not, Lord Overwell. In fact, it is not difficult to win people, just to adjust the schedule."

"Adjust your schedule?" Everyone present was stunned.

"I suggest not to leave so early, it is better to wait after the nobility meeting begins." Brando replied: "In fact, there is no difference in leaving sooner or later. Even if we leave now, the outside is also a sea of ​​swords and flames. . "

"Not to mention--" he wanted to go on. But His Royal Highness interrupted his words with a flash of eyes: "Not to mention that the most dangerous place is also the safest place. If we are going to flee, we will not choose the venue. Because of this idea, maybe that one It's easier for us to break through. "

"Of course, we don't necessarily have to kill the venue. We can choose the time period when we enter or leave the Andrelles Temple. At that time, it must be the time when the other party is most vigilant."

"And the point is. When we go to the venue, Macaro and others will relax their vigilance, thinking that Her Royal Highness can't afford the courage to tear their faces with them." Overwell nodded.

All the people present were smart people, and Brando thought of this first than they did not mean that he was better, but he stood out from the perspective of bystanders, and even jumped out of this history, and knew more about what would happen in the next meeting. what. And the princess faction has more to face the fear of the unknown future, who knows whether the temple of the flames will join in the next meeting.

But as soon as Brando pierced through the window sheet, everyone in the room reacted.

"Then it will be after the meeting is over, Wang Dang still has a battle with Grand Duke Sifaher, and we'll see the show." For a moment, the ability to grasp the situation seemed to return to His Royal Highness. With a smile, a little ironic: "The Temple of Yan will be doing something to us, I'm afraid it won't be in a short time, after all, are they waiting for the northern coalition to arrive?"

"Since we are going to the aristocratic conference, can you please Mr. Brando, **** your prince to leave the manor?"

Said to be an escort, in fact, it is almost the same as Ming Robber. But Brando shook his head: "This candidate is not appropriate. First of all, I don't know His Royal Highness. Secondly, the army of His Royal Highness Princess Breakthrough is probably not enough, and I now have an Army, I will personally command them to assist Her Royal Highness to break through. "

All the people present were very bright when they heard the rhetoric. They couldn't help raising their heads to look at Brando. They never thought that the 'Knight of the Princess' had actually brought an army here. Of course, Brando's current identity is the royal 'spy agent', and naturally this credit falls to the princess.

Overwell couldn't help but re-examine her student. Did she really anticipate today's situation?

Only Princess Griffin's eyes were brilliant.

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"Her Royal Highness asked Viscount Begnin to **** His Royal Highness Prince Haruze?"

Thunder and storm are converging over the entire city. The clouds are like a gray and black canvas. The layers are impregnated and the pigments spread along the rain. Storm clouds also change shape.

The rain washed the eaves—

The heavy rain soon woven into silver bands of light. Water droplets rolled down the brim to form a thin stream of trickles. Fortunately, the tarpaulin cape was not soaked in water. Freya turned her head, her tan eyes sparkled in the night, and she looked at Brando side by side, white. His skin was shimmering like jade.

Brando nodded.

He knew Viscount Bergnin, the youngest son of Archduke Sifah, and came to this camp with admiration for the princess. This person did not have a huge reputation in history. Later, he seemed to have become the head of the Siphage family, and nothing more.

However, this man was loyal to His Royal Highness Princess, and at the same time separated from the Wang Dang. Just the right person for this task. I just don't know why, he feels something wrong, is it because of jealousy?

"I heard ..." Freya stopped talking.

"Hear what?" Brando looked back at her. The future Valkyrie took off her old innocence, but still had the shadow of the stubborn militia captain in Butch countryside.

"I heard that Viscount Bergnin admired His Royal Highness Princess, who was originally the younger son of Grand Duke Siphage. He came here to represent his betrayal of his family. I think His Royal Highness would trust him so much. It was for good reason. stop."

Brando uttered a 'hmmm' indiscriminately.

Brando knew that the princess of the girlhood was not necessarily tender, but she was more stone-hearted than the average person. The Corkova family she represents and the Sifah family represented by Begnin cannot possibly be combined, but maybe Viscount Begnin has really won the heart of the Princess.

Heavy rain invaded the basin, and the lightning occasionally lit up the entire world, letting the world melt into a white world. The Anderle Grande Temple stands silently in the rain curtain. The whole building looks like a silent wall with statues of gargoyles and flying dragons, each of which is an invaluable art treasure.

They were hiding in an alley across the street from the temple. It was only a short while before the time agreed with Magdale.

He said he had come to steal the bow image, but he had only come to take over from Magdale. Now he has a sea demon whale in his hand, and he can't make it out of this troublesome autumn season.

Aside from Freya's slight envy, the girls probably lacked resistance to such romantic things. I have to say that Begnin's behavior is truly shocking in this world. As a noble, he departed from his family just to chase his love.

That is a story that only exists in Knight novels.

But Freya, who showed the girl's side, was also very cute, Brando couldn't help looking at the future Valkyrie carefully. Without knowing why, he felt that he could only show a natural side in front of Roman and Freya. It seems like I can relax.

When it comes to abandoning everything for the sake of ideals, this highwoman Valkyrie is actually the same person. And now for the future Valkyrie and the kingdom of tomorrow, it seems that he is doing the same thing.

Just working for a different history.

Freya looked back, startled by his look: "Is there anything on my face?"

"No, no." Brando quickly shook his head.

"Why hasn't Princess Magdalen come out yet?" Freya didn't notice the strangeness in his heart, but asked, she was always an acute person.

Brando glanced at the time--just right--but he looked up and glanced at the back door of the temple. No one still appeared over there, which caused him to frown. In general, the two sides of the joint should be very sensitive to time. Unless something went wrong, it was rare for them to be late.

Besides, Princess Magdale did not look like such a careless person.

There was a flash of uneasiness in his heart.

"Is something wrong, Brando?" Freya saw the clue.

"The scheduled time has passed."

She frowned slightly. "Will ... are there any trouble for Princess Magdale?"

"It's possible." Brando could only guess.

"Then what do we do?"

Brando's eyebrows were almost frowned, and to say that he didn't need any **** bow image, that one could come over at any time; in fact, the content of the letter given to Wood by the new high priest, Morros, was obtained. After the news from the north, he could almost guess that he would connect with Magdal, but it was just a confirmation.

The safest way now is undoubtedly to turn around and leave. But Brando was a little uneasy in his heart. He felt that if he left without a word, it seemed to be a betrayal to Princess Magdale who might be in trouble in the Temple of Anderle.

Like abandoning his comrades in arms, Brando felt that he couldn't do such a thing.

"Brando, would you like to go in and find her?" Freya whispered. "Magdale is a friend of Her Royal Highness ..."

"Well, how are you going to get in?"

"I don't know, but we can try it, don't we always think of a way."

This is too taken for granted. Sure enough, this stupid woman has not changed her nature. Brando shook his head: "No," before Freya stared at him, he added: "I know, come with me--"

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