Vol 4 Chapter 15

"Master Sacrifice."

Edessa walked through a cloister and saw at one time that the former High Priest Ampersel was cutting scissors in the courtyard with scissors. The old man, wearing a robe, turned his back to her, and bent his head against the green foliage, looking attentive.

It wasn't until she spoke out that Wood gave a slight pause before turning her head. He smiled slightly: "Adesa, you are here."

"Yes, Lord High Priest, may I ask what you are looking for?" Adesa bowed and asked.

Wood put away the scissors, turned around, and put a cut flower branch on the stone table in the courtyard. Edessa saw his silver-brown eyebrows stretch out and said to her, "Go call your master and tell him if you want to see that person, it is today."

The maid stood there dullly, as if she hadn't responded for a while, but after a while, a light of surprise appeared in her eyes: "Master Lord-"

"Don't need to thank me for your master, Edessa," Wood waved. "I didn't promise you anything. This opportunity was won by him, but can I convince His Royal Highness and that person? On your own efforts. "

"Only you will give us a chance, Lord Lord."

"Then get ready," Wood replied.

Edessa nodded quickly, and sincerely bowed to the former high priest of Ampelsel, then retreated. Wood watched her leave the courtyard, the figure disappeared across the corridor, and the old man sighed. Pick up the scissors again. But at this time, the sound of rustling footsteps came from the other side of the corridor.

He froze slightly, and stopped again.

...

The attendant led Brando and the princess through the corridor, and the sunlight penetrated through the neatly manicured walls, leaving a zebra-like light pattern on the floor of the corridor.

"Mr. Brando, Haruze will take care of you." Her Royal Highness watched Brando and her brother come back from behind. She glanced at Haruze without a word, then said softly.

Brando also glanced at the little prince.

In fact, Haruzer was secretly looking at his glance. The dark gray eyes, which were different from his sister, were full of anxiety and some pleading. Brando couldn't help but be a little funny. In fact, he didn't say much, he just promised to keep secret for His Royal Highness.

He will of course keep it secret, but not this. He knew that the real secret was that the little prince of Eruin might have some extraordinary talent, as described in the article in the forum of the last generation; just looking at the obscure black magic books Can master the above spells. Such talents can only be ashamed of the Bugatti Wizards of the Silver People.

But it is not the time to make this secret public. On the one hand, he does not want Haruze to have a sense of pride, and on the other hand, he protects His Highness Crown Prince Eruin.

For the princess' question, he nodded slightly.

There was a slight light in front of him, and the fence surrounded by holly trees had come to an end. The attendant took them around the corner of the cloister, and Brando saw the former high priest of Ampelsel.

In his eyes, Wood looks a lot thinner than half a month ago, but he also calms down a lot. The old man seemed to have waited for them for a long time. When they appeared, he smiled immediately: "Princess Griffin. Mr Brando, Both are here. "

Then his eyes looked back again: "Miss Antitina, Miss Roman, Your Royal Highness, hello everyone." Antitina nodded politely, and Little Roman rushed to the principal sacrifice on her side. The adult beckoned, and only Prince Haruze stood a little timidly behind everyone.

Griffin looked at her brother and sighed, and she bowed slightly to Wood. "Master sacrifice," Her Royal Highness looked up, and opened the door to see the mountain road: "We came for the northern situation."

Wood froze. Then they reacted. Her Royal Highness Princess Eruin opened her door in such a way that she showed a stance at all costs, apparently trying to tell him that she did not intend to compromise on this issue.

Griffin's attitude did not surprise him, but he couldn't help but sigh. He understood the toughness of His Royal Highness from the beginning. However, the Yan Temple thought that the winning ticket was in its hands and did not expect to cause a huge trouble in the end.

Although the temple has made concessions many times on the issue of Eruin. But today is obviously the ultimate highlight. If Her Royal Highness can solve the problems of the North in one fell swoop, then the reunification and even revival of Eruin is only a matter of time.

Cruzians are not happy with a revival of Eruin, but there is no core conflict between the two after all. Compared to the eagle's empire, Eruin was nothing more than a small kingdom of peace. The same was true for Wood, who was first and foremost a believer in the Golden Flame way than the Cruzians, so he once advocated a neutral attitude to the temple.

Although until this attitude can not be maintained, he will support all the initiatives of the Temple of Fire. It turns out that those measures taken were all wrong. But the former high priest of Ampelsel is now thinking about how to repair the losses caused by these errors, rather than questioning the Temple's course of action.

He thought for a moment, but didn't speak. Brando on the side replied: "Master Sacrifice, after all, Eruin is the Eruin who believes in the doctrine of inflammation. Jihad is imminent, presumably the temple will not want to see its allies in civil strife. Rouin, neither the earthly temples nor the Madaras will be a problem for the Cruzians. "

Wood froze.

His eyes immediately turned on Brando. This was the fourth time he had seen this young man, and it was this young man that caused great trouble to the Temple of Fire. But Wood has no hatred for Brando, but rather appreciates it.

"You say the Temple of the Earth and Madara?" He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Mr. Brando, I heard that you are the first people to escape from Butch. You have experienced that war. You say That's all. Don't you think it's because of the stereotype of Brahman's black roses? "

With a smile in Brando's heart, Madara's change could not hide everyone. Especially St. Osor and Cruz, two empires bordering it, the Temple of Fire must have had Madara's turbulent intelligence long ago, otherwise why would it react so quickly in the first Black Rose war, immediately ordered Its retreat.

But the abominable thing is that the Cruz people obviously deliberately indulged the bones and skeletons. In their eyes, Eruin was just a more important chess piece, but it was not impossible to give up. He judged from what happened in another history that the Cruz's bottom line should be that Eruin should keep at least the part north of Ampelsel. Therefore, Madara will progress so smoothly in the Second Black Rose War.

The Cruzites were using the wish of Madara to hold Saint Osor's wishful thinking, until after the third Black Rose war, Madara was fully seated before returning to God. But at that time everything was too late, so there was the protracted battle that followed.

For a moment, Brando could not help recalling the war in the mountains of Alkash, he shook his head. But also see through Wood's disguise. He replied, "If it's just prejudice, I wouldn't mention Brahman's black roses. Are there fewer Enruins enemies?"

He paused and said blatantly: "If Eruin blocks Madara's way north and west, the bone racks will have to look eastward for exits."

Wood shut up immediately.

The old man clearly understood that the young man had seen everything before him, including Madara's plan and Cruz's plan. He took a deep look at Brando, "Madara has recovered the mercury rod, and the rise is unavoidable. As far as I know, Her Majesty's Emperor has gained great prestige in this war. Integrate this ancient I am afraid that the time of the kingdom is imminent. At most, the time for the undead to move north to west will mature. "

"And at this time, could Eruin be unified and have the ability to resist the invasion of Madara?" He answered with a glance at Brando. Wood didn't tell the truth this time, because he knew it was just a waste of time for Brando.

But before Brando spoke, he reminded: "Don't forget, there is another war in Eruin to the north. The Temple of the Earth has begun ahead of time with Mr. Brando's sword in your hand. A holy sword. "

Princess Griffin listened quietly. Antitina frowned. In fact, they all heard Brando talk about the threat of Madara, and Her Royal Highness herself knew it. But they did not expect that time would be so urgent.

Especially when the half-elf princess heard the rumor about the mercury rod, she couldn't help but take a breath and asked, "Mercury rod? Is that rumor true, really Rocky's mercury rod?"

"Exactly." Wood nodded.

"How is this possible? Why didn't these temples tell us anything in advance?" Princess Griffin couldn't help feeling a little angry. She asked, "Isn't Eruin the country under the Temple of Yan, or the Royal House of Corkova, or the royal family of Shifah, and has faithfully believed in the teachings of Yan for generations because we believe in Yan. Wang Neng upholds justice and integrity, but Lord Wood, what do you think of us! "

"Because the Cruzians never believed that Eruin could resist the invasion of Madara, and they were unable to mediate with the Temple of the Earth, Saint Osor, and Madara at the same time, I am afraid they have to give up part of Eruin Interests, so that the mischief of the east will let Madara's undead go to the trouble of the wind elves, Her Royal Highness. "Brando replied.

Princess Griffin stared angrily at Lord Wood, and Lord Wood was a little embarrassed. He didn't know why the young man always seemed to see through their plans. He coughed and replied, "It's not exactly that, but Mr Brando is right, the temple is not omnipotent, and there are many enemies like the Cruz Empire. After all, the Eruins are still We must save ourselves. If Eruin can resist the invasion of Madara, we may not give up our interests here, and you must understand that. "

Her Royal Highness took a breath and calmed down and nodded. "I understand, but now you have also seen High Priest Wood. Are the Eruins willing to support this temple of inflammation?"

"No," Wood shook his head. "His Royal Highness Princess, you must understand. There are many factions in the temple. Not everyone supports you. Whether you can get the support of others depends on your intention. How to solve this problem. There are many deep-rooted aristocratic forces in the north of Eruin, you can't expect them to sit still. "

"But the problem now is not that I expect them to sit and wait, but that they want me to sit and wait." Her Royal Highness tightened her lips and replied coldly: "The nobles of the North are eager to move and each wants independence. They will never compromise with them. If they want war, I can only give them war, but I want to know, where will the temple stand? "

She looked up at Wood, in fact she knew that if the temple was not standing north, a large part of the nobles in the north might choose to compromise with her.

But Wood shook his head: "His Royal Highness Princess, I can stand by your side. But that doesn't mean anything, you should understand, let alone I am not the great priest of Ampelsel now. The temple cannot give it up. Influence in the north. "

It's like a knot. But there is always a solution to the problem. Brando looked at Wood and suddenly said: "So you have a solution to this problem, right, Lord Wood? Why not say it?"

Wood froze slightly, and he looked at Brando. Brando went on to say, "I remember you told Antitina, my Miss Staff, you said you might be able to solve the mess in the north."

"No." Wood shook his head. "Mr. Brando, it's not me, but someone can do it."

"Has someone?"

Both Brando and Princess Griffin were stunned and couldn't help stopping to look at each other.

"Who?" Her Royal Highness asked. She really can't think of anyone who can solve the chaos in the north, is the great priest of the Temple of Fire? Or the emperor of the Cruz Empire? Or a Bugatti? Silver Elf?

She even thought of the Dragons for a while.

But Lord Wood said: "That person is also looking to meet you, but you still need to get your consent before that. For some reason, you may not want to see him. Especially you, Princess Griffin. "

"Me?" Princess Griffin pointed to herself puzzledly: "Why? Who is that, Lord Wood?"

"Princess Griffin," asked High Priest Wood, "are you familiar with your brother?"

"My brother?"

Her Royal Highness screamed suddenly.

(Ps: Today's offering ... I have a bit of Cavern recently, and the condition is not very good, so I won't ask for tickets first. Wait for the last month's outbreak to fill up, please feel.

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