In the open wilderness, the continuous team is moving slowly on the road to East Saxony - civilians with bags, wizards with wands, businessmen dragging carriages and rickshaws

They looked at the city gradually far away behind them, followed up the pace of the advancing team, raised their eyes, stared at the giant dragon and floating city in the air, and dared not leave for a moment.

The Byrne knights and the boa hussars, who held high the swallow tailed flag gun, kept patrolling on both sides of the team. While maintaining order, they did not forget to remind them that as long as they arrived at East Saxony and Byrne, his highness Brandon and the Duke of Loren would never leave everyone behind. They must find a way to settle them.

They can only believe that they follow closely the banner of the golden lion on a black background and the iron crown, because that is the "symbol" that can finally bring them a sense of security and security.

Brandon... Maybe it's because he doesn't want to disturb Loren, who is still recovering, or the awakening of some "innate sense of responsibility". He stepped down from the floating city and the Dragon back of the giant dragon mirassis. Instead of a carriage, he rode a horse and always appeared where everyone in the team can see.

Eckert, the Earl of anger castle, who knew the reason very well, also cooperated in his own work and handed over the leadership of this team to his Highness the prince.

With the cooperation of many parties, the "retreat" team did not break up because of low morale, but grew larger and larger - after leaving the eboden border, it even absorbed a lot of refugees from sakran.

Because some time ago, the imperial nobles and bureaucrats did not cooperate with the emperor's conscription, resulting in chaos in the rich saklan. There were "forced to fall into the grass" deserters everywhere, as well as looted caravans and villages and towns.

So Brandon immediately changed his original plan - he was going to use this opportunity to reorganize East Saxony, resettle refugees, put down the rebellion, and eradicate some (basically the vast majority) old-fashioned aristocrats who were hostile to him.

In order to achieve this goal, Brandon first bought the free aristocrats, wealthy businessmen and even the "silver blood" of the only remaining mercenary group leader.

He promised that as long as they maintained their authority in the team for themselves, they would have a "place" in the aristocratic system led by the prince of East Saxony in the future.

Naturally, these "former nobles" who have lost their cities, wealth and even status have no choice at all.

Then Brandon immediately wrote a letter and asked one of the Legion cavalry around him to rush to the fortress of duanjie mountain. As the emperor's brother, he ordered the deputy commander dreisis of duanjie mountain to replace the three legions of duanjie mountain, be ready to go south to "counter the rebellion" and be ordered at that time.

Anyway, these three legions were originally the "expeditionary corps" brought by Brandon to Boye. The legions and soldiers definitely listened to Brandon; It's just for the sake of face and not to leave a handle on others.

The more than 100000 "eboden survivors" and refugees who fled behind him are the foundation of his rule, and the three legions who were rotated to duanjieshan fortress are the swords used to eradicate the opponents.

Brandon de sallion... He doesn't want to have only one short title. He wants to be the real "Prince of East Saxony".

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"How's it going? How's it going?"

His eyes turned to Isaac sitting on the ground against the parapet, and the black haired wizard couldn't help but say.

After "confessing" his "secret", the expressionless little wizard turned coldly and left. He got into the only laboratory in the floating city of No. corner castle and locked the door.

Only Isaac, who was shocked, sat outside the door in a trance. He was almost out of his mind.

"It's ok... No, not at all, but it's not so bad, but it is..." Isaac murmured incoherently.

Take a deep breath, take a few deep breaths, and it took half a minute to calm down: "I'm really not normal, but... It's purely a conscious abnormality."

Lauren nodded silently to show understanding.

"No, Loren, you don't understand!" Isaac shook his head and his expression was extremely dark. "This kind of thing is not just that I hurt my best friend - although it's not simple and too much."

"But, but the impact this thing has brought to me... Is not just to hurt a friend and dig a secret!"

Clenching his teeth, Isaac's expression was almost tangled: "in the past, I always treated ayin... Or ayin as an ordinary alchemist and a very ordinary wizard, so my attitude towards her was no different from that of ordinary little potatoes."

"Does she have some achievements? Yes; is she excellent in this industry? Yes; does she have the opportunity to go down in history because of an achievement... Probably?"

"In a word, although I admit that she is not an ordinary person, she is still mediocre and dull without intelligence. There are only some superficial little wisdom to show off - don't think I'm swearing. I've added a little subjective color, but the fact is the fact."

Well, that's not a lie... It's probably only those gifted wizards in the Dragon Kingdom who can make Isaac admit that he is not as good as his "genius".

The dark haired wizard's mouth showed an imperceptible wry smile.

"But now, she's a witch... It's all different. Can you understand?" Isaac's face became more and more excited as he clenched his teeth. "It makes everything different, you understand?"

"She hides her gender, but she has achieved many achievements that can't be accomplished by alchemists; her talent makes prejudice against witches a joke."

"She has proved with her actions that one group of people is no worse than another, and that our prejudice against witches in the past is extremely wrong - women can become witches and surpass the vast majority of people."

"Her achievements... No, no, no, should be the achievements that her own meaning is enough to surpass all. Her experience and adventure are legends!"

"Logan in a hat, the Dragon Queen... And many other great men who have proved secular prejudice and stupidity with their own actions. Even if they add her to the throne, it doesn't look inferior."

"Even if the world turns around, even if I can surprise those little potatoes 10000 times about my achievements, it can't compare with her slap in the face."

Loren was surprised.

Really surprised.

This was the first time he had heard Isaac say so much, in order to recognize the brilliance and achievements of another person, rather than boasting or showing off his achievements.

He... Would stand on other people's point of view and think about other people's problems?

Even now, he has the illusion of falling into a dream.

"So..." swallowed his throat, and the black haired wizard said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "you see now, why haven't we told you this?"

"This matter... What does the current problem have to do with this matter?" Isaac suddenly turned back and looked at Lauren in amazement:

"Lauren, don't you understand? Ayn's true identity will be exposed one day. Maybe he will become the most famous of the three of us."

"At that time, as her best friend, I hurt her so deeply. It's easy to establish an image of a super villain in the hearts of future generations. Then my achievements and masterpieces will be ignored - that's the point. Are you confused?!"

Sure enough, I really think too much

The black haired wizard at the corners of his mouth rolled his eyes at the bottom of his heart.

But just when he wanted to say something, he was "pa!" and Isaac pressed his shoulder.

"I hurt her, it's my fault." Isaac opened his eyes wide, eyes bright and very serious. "So you can't be the second person to hurt her, Loren - otherwise she'll be hurt by her best friend."

Huh?

Lauren's face was inexplicable.

"Don't worry, I will never hurt Ayn; Er, at least I won't take the initiative..."

"No, Loren, you misunderstood me again." Isaac frowned. "I find it difficult to grasp the point when you are chatting."

Yes, I'm afraid it's all

"The harm I said is another level." Isaac shook his head and continued without waiting for Lauren to speak. "I don't care who you choose in the end, but you can't hurt her anyway."

"Select, select?"

"I said, what's your look - I, Isaac Grantham, am a young man with very normal physiology and psychology. Of course, I will know and study the same type of women. This is our nature as a population."

Isaac raised his eyebrows and looked very serious: "Ai Yin's many actions have been fully consistent with a young woman's love behavior for the opposite sex - excessive attention, help as much as he can, and extraordinary tolerance."

"She helped you again and again, saved you from the edge of half death again and again, promised you unreasonable demands again and again, and took the initiative to help you again and again... She also saved you this time. In my opinion, her favor for you can't be more obvious!"

"Well, it's almost like Lina de sallion's favor for me."

"Yes, of course I know how difficult I am to get along with, and I know that not every woman can tolerate me unconditionally - so I know Lina likes me as much as ayin likes you." Isaac raised his eyebrows:

"This is a very reasonable and rigorous judgment."

Loren was speechless.

"But I also know that this kind of thing can not be decided by one person - as far as I know, you seem to have a good relationship with the female relative of the red blood castle, and she has helped you a lot. She is also a young woman with very healthy physiology and Psychology..."

"Well, then there's the Duchess of Boye, Sarika Jonah. It's said that she seems to like you too. You're both Dukes; and the fairy of the ancient wood forest, I met her once and seems to have a good relationship with you; and the little girl of the corona family who always appears suddenly, and... Huh?"

Isaac said to himself, suddenly stunned: "Holy Cross, his grandparents, how many girls do you like?"

"This..."

"Wait!" suddenly, Isaac's expression became very exaggerated: "I remember you have a good relationship with Lucian and his brother vilz, and your highness Brandon, you... Don't you still have that hobby that goes against your nature?!"

"..." Loren Turin.

"Anyway, I won't interfere with your emotional problems, but..." with a serious expression, Isaac patted Lauren on the shoulder:

"You and Ayn are my best friends. I can't watch one of you hurt the other and be indifferent; I will stand up, just as you took the initiative to stand up for Ayn today."

"But... Maybe I'll do something more radical than you; I'm proud of my calmness and reason, but unfortunately I'm still an emotional mortal."

"I still feel distressed, angry and happy for some things, even if I know they shouldn't be."

"So don't hurt my friends, my friends."

The silent black haired wizard closed his mouth and didn't know how to explain.

No, it's not that I can't say it clearly - Isaac said it clearly enough. The one who really hasn't got a clue is himself.

Finally, he could only nod: "... I see."

"That's good!"

Isaac's expression immediately became cheerful. He shrugged his shoulders, put his waist in and turned his back to the dark haired Wizard: "since you have been persuaded by me, I should go to ayin to apologize."

"In fact, before you came out, all I was thinking about was how to apologize to her - I wanted to talk to her about those new discoveries in the wizard tower, but Lucian gave me a particularly bold idea. He asked me... Huh?"

A little stunned, Isaac looked back in confusion: "where's Lucian? I don't seem to see anyone all day."

"Are you asking me?" Lauren spread his hand. "I woke up two quarters of an hour ago!"

"He told me some interesting things and ideas. If we're lucky, we might be able to create another history - of course, it's nothing compared with floating city and Jiao lightsaber..."

Isaac suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead: "ah... I almost forgot that this guy asked me to keep it a secret from you!"

Secrecy?

The black haired wizard raised his eyebrows and looked inexplicable.

"In a word, leave this matter alone. If Lucian mentions it himself, you pretend not to know... Well, I didn't tell you anything anyway, that's it."

"You know nothing. All you know is that your friend Isaac Grantham is going to make a new history again!"