Amber Sword

Brand felt Princess Griffine staring at him intently and couldn’t help but blush a little. He didn’t know how complex the Princess’s thoughts were, but he could probably guess the reason. That night his mind was blank, and he couldn’t help but...

Truly, one misstep and you regret it for a thousand years. Thinking back, it was really too embarrassing.

Back then, let alone if the Princess wanted to kill him with a sword, as long as Princess Griffine said a word, he might have ended it out of shame; however, the modern mindset is much more resilient, and after a day, Brand could pretend nothing happened.

It’s just that now, being stared at so intently by the Half-Elf Girl, he still felt a bit embarrassed. He couldn’t help coughing lightly and turned his head.

This subtle action surprised Princess Griffine. Born into the Royal Family and innately intelligent, with experience in deception and inheriting the elves’ keen sense of human emotions, she immediately sensed the meaning conveyed by Brand’s action.

"So even Mr. Brand can feel embarrassed?" Princess Griffine’s voice was light and soft, yet clear like a nightingale’s gentle song in the forest.

"I’m sorry, that..." Brand was almost sweating bullets, thinking Princess, you’re really playing a shameful game here. Though I know I was wrong that day, you’re really going overboard. His soul was only nineteen in this life, and he was a shut-in not good at expressing emotions in his past life. Though after gaining higher status, some mindset corrections occurred, at the moment he still felt a bit at a loss.

This guy’s blushing? Princess Griffine could hardly believe her eyes, suddenly becoming curious: "Since Mr. Brand also knew it was... a rude thing, why did you still do it?"

She couldn’t help gritting her teeth a bit: "Really... too much! And I thought Mr. Brand was a true Knight."

Brand was at a loss for words; how could he answer? He couldn’t say a true Knight seeks romance, too ridiculous. Should he say he’d take responsibility? That didn’t seem right — not to mention whether the Princess wanted him to, what about Little Roman? In his past life, the biggest influence was his Senior Sister, but past things cannot be pursued, nor can the coming be waited for. Brand was very clear about his feelings.

Princess Griffine stared at him for a long while.

Staring until Brand was at his wit’s end.

Finally, the Half-Elf Girl lightly sighed: "I see, now I understand."

"Huh? What do you understand?" Brand was a bit taken aback, turning to look at the Princess in confusion. Carefully looking at the future Regent Prince of Erune, today she was still just a girl of sixteen, embodying the elves’ unique delicateness, appearing more fragile.

Princess Griffine seemed to have untied a knot in her heart. She raised her head, her silver hair slightly shimmering under the moonlight; she smiled lightly, lifted her skirt, walked out of the woods, quietly came to Brand’s side, and looked at the stars in the sky too.

"Mr. Brand is also looking at the stars?"

"Sort of." Brand answered a bit absentmindedly, not understanding what the Princess meant.

"Astrologers say that people turn into stars after they die, so the late King and my father must be watching us from the sky too."

The story sounded romantic, but Brand knew those were merely burning fireballs. Of course, he wouldn’t spoil the mood by saying it, not to mention there were genuine astrologers in this world.

"Probably."

"Mr. Brand doesn’t believe in destiny?"

"No, I do believe."

"Huh?" The Princess was slightly taken aback, turning her head in surprise. She was not very tall and could only see Brand’s broad shoulders.

"I believe in the destiny created by humans outlined in the Cruz people’s epics, fate is resistance." Brand quietly recited the words his Senior Sister had once said to him.

"Destiny... is resistance..." Princess Griffine pondered the words closely.

Brand saw Nemesia’s figure in the distance; she was covering some female officer cadets with her blanket. This detail made Brand slightly surprised; he didn’t expect the icy Female Knight to have such a gentle side.

After sending off Princess Griffine of Erune, Brand still felt a bit puzzled. In the end, the Half-Elf Princess didn’t say anything, just sat with him looking at the stars outside the forest for a while. What attitude was this, he still didn’t understand.