The Amber Sword

Marquis Youxi stood in the dark, bewildered to watch Brando and Freya leave the inner courtyard. “Who is that woman?” 'Seems to be Her Royal Highness's Kingsguard, my lord. ”' So Swallow Castle is intentionally approaching the King's Party, or is this their secret game?” The Marquis frowned, claiming that Brando was the Earl of Swallow Castle, and the sudden killing of the pieces made him feel a little threatened.

“District Yanbao, Lord He Foot Marquis hangs his teeth.” A rough voice came from behind. Marquis Youxi turned around and saw a mustache martial officer standing behind him. He recognized this man, the Count of Vitokin, who was not present at the meeting. He was the leader of the Black Blade Legion, of military origin, and one of the dead loyalties of the Duke of Sifah.

“Marquis Yuki.” Count Vitokin stood beside a red-toothed teenager, bowing slightly to the king's brother. Marquis Yu Xi only noticed this young man, with the aggressive and forceful glare of the Shao Zhuang army, his eyes were amazing, as if he were a chicken trying to spread its wings.

Marquis Yuxi's eyebrows moved a little, as if he recognized each other.

However, he did not intend to answer the question of the Black Blade Commander. Swallow Castle is naturally not worried, but it's different to stand behind the Wood Feast, but Marquis Yuxi laughs in his heart and does not intend to reveal this information to this vulgar hillbilly. Instead, he showed surprise and greeted, “Cecil? I thought you weren't coming. I've never forgotten the hunting grounds of Grey Mountain. Beautiful scenery, pleasant climate, much more powerful than His Majesty's royal hunting grounds. What, are you still welcome to visit me sometime? ”

Count Vitokin frowned, and Cecil was his real name, although only enemies and close friends of the nobility would often call him by his name. Marquis Yuxi is obviously not his close friend, but his enemies can't say much. He also knows that the Marquis' 'prestige' is out there, but when he talks about the hunting grounds of Grey Mountain, he still can't help but pull the corner of his mouth and change his face.

It involves an almost disgraceful privacy for his family, whose sister was raped by the windy Marquis the last time Obergu VII visited Vitokin. Of course, it wasn't a big deal, but the bad guy was in the castle. Naturally, he would not dare to embarrass His Majesty the King. Only his sister had taken responsibility for the matter. The poor woman was still a nun in the convent, and Count Vitokin could not help but be a little angry when he thought of it.

Fortunately, he also knew that he was angry at the Marquis of Yuxi - a man who was accustomed to letting go - and Count Vitokin knew that his king's brother had always been obligatory, narrow-minded, and that no one wanted to offend such a man. Not to mention the fact that they still have big characters on their backs. “The Marquis joked," Count Vitokin smiled reluctantly: "How dare you compare the hunting grounds of His Majesty... the young man just now, the one whom the Marquis met a few days ago, I suppose. ”

Marquis Yuxi pretended to change his face while scolding the old man in his heart. “Which one?” He pretended to be confused.

“Lord Marquis does not have to hide that this young man is a rare genius, defeated by him, nothing to be ashamed of.” Count Vitokin grinned and touched his chin with his bare hands and did not grovel his moustache, "but pride was not a good thing for a teenager, and the elf had a proverb - 'the strongest beast, often a hunter's prey’. ”

For the consolation of Count Vitokin with his gun stick, Marquis Yuki looked pale and iron on his face, and scolded the guy in his heart with disgrace. But when he turned his eyes and suddenly saw the young man next to Count Vitokin, he pretended to be angry and said: “What a bad luck. I thought the other guy was just a hillbilly from somewhere. I don't know what hit him, but he won the favor of the priesthood. I'm sure that after 120 years, this guy will be the best of Eruin's existence. ”

As soon as he said that, Count Vitokin and the teenager changed their face. Why do they not know the meaning of this sentence? Count Vitokin himself, the current leader of the Black Blade Legion, was blessed with the last priesthood, and that is why he has today's status. And his own abilities are in fact far less than Brando's, and he knows that, so that you can imagine that Brando's achievements in the future will certainly be far better than his.

He frowned and thought Yoo-hee might have meant something. He couldn't help but look at each other quietly and found the Marquis's face blue and iron, unlike a deliberate provocation. Vitokin stunned for a moment, and it became clear that he looked down on the king's brother in his heart, and naturally did not doubt that the other party could have such a plan.

At this time, the teenager around Vitokin smiled: "Indeed, in terms of personal strength, I'm afraid at this age Eruin can't find anyone more talented than him. Noble politics, however, is never spoken of on the strength of the individual, and the aristocrats of the North will not, I am afraid, surrender the interests at hand because of a genius. Powerful figures like Kensei can only be brave on the battlefield. ”

“Really?” Marquis Youxi gives a disgusting look: “It's not necessarily possible to find someone more talented than him in Eruin. I heard that Tony Gehr was a hodger, but the district stepped into the gold field at the age of twenty, and showed extraordinary talent militarily. I don't know what you think. ”

Comparing him to a bandit, a young man with a red face, is absolutely the greatest insult among the nobles. If Count Vitokin had not warned him beforehand that he had always said no objections, and that his status was too far apart, the Grand Duke of Sifah would not have fought the King's Party here today, and there would have been a duel within himself.

But even so, young people can't say a word. He was unable to attack the king's brother, but in his heart Brando, who gave rise to this topic, hated him. As for Tonigal's 'hodger’ in the mouth of the Marquis of Yuxi, the teenager had not yet spontaneously fallen into comparison with a bandit. In his view, the difference between the two identities could not be counted, and he was not a man of the world at all.

At this time, Vitokin finally discovered something wrong and couldn't help scolding Yuxi. But he hastily shifted the subject, “Well, Tonygel, that's something to worry about that son of a bitch of a bitch of Denel, isn't it to all of us? ”

“Nature.” The Marquis shrugged, “I'm just saying. ”

Count Vitokin, who looks like a hangman, finally can't watch, bites his teeth and hates: “Well, Marquis, you know I'm here to speak for that big man. Let's get down to business - you prepared a scapegoat to dissatisfy the big man, the bright eye can see the crack at a glance, Ovewell and Makaro are smart guys, you're not afraid of them breaking into it and causing alarm? ”

“So what happens when you're alert,” Marquis Yuki laughed. “I wouldn't have supported that. I don't think my lovely niece can do anything about it. Why don't you just let her go? ”

“She hasn't made it yet. What's her position? Besides, it is Haruze's business to withdraw.” Count Vitokin whispered that this man could not spit ivory in his mouth, but whispered: “Do you want the people to give the impression that we, the Eruin nobles, were forced to retreat under the influence of the Cruz? ”

“So what? Isn't that true?” Marquis Yu Xi smiled slightly: “Do you think I still care about that fame? Actually, I was just trying to drag you back together. If you want the throne, then naturally you have to pay something? ”

Count Vitokin was so angry that he didn't die: "You are insane. ”

“What did you say?” Marquis Yuxi looked cold.

Vitokin remembered that he was a must-have guy in front of him, and he hurried up and said, “Nothing, it's just... this is crazy. If the people were left with the Temple of Fire and the Krutz to influence the opinions of the nobility of Eruin, it would probably be detrimental to the rule of the Sifah family and Eruin would be dead by then. Even for the future of your nephew, why don't you be serious? ”

“What does that have to do with me?” Marquis Yuki sneers: “You want to get the benefit again, and you don't want to pay the price, so the black pot's on me and Alex's back? Bitches aren't so good either. To be honest, this morning's plan was somewhat unexpected, but I'm sure the old guy from Alexandria wasn't surprised at all. The eight golden classes in the district, do you really think you can keep Leewoods and Her Highness? You underestimate the power of our royal family, and now there are only two paths in front of you, one is to force my niece out of office with the hands of the Krutz, and the other is to return to the North to prepare for war. ”

“I'm sure that old man Anlek will be waiting for you to choose the second path.” Marquis Yuxi replied with a smile, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

Count Vitokin's face was red and white, he could not even compare him to a bitch, and his vest was wet and sweaty. Half a mile later, he raised his head and took a deep look at the Marquis Yu Xi: “So that's what you think, is that what you're going to bring to the big man, I see. ”

Marquis Yuki shrugged: “Do you think I'm as afraid of the Cruz as you are of rats seeing cats? ”

“It is true, however, that the Marquis is naturally fearless.” Count Vitokin left the inner courtyard with a grudge of hate. Just as he turned around, the smiling look on Marquis Yuxi's face cooled down, he rubbed his long fingers, and the killing machine in his eyes didn't hold.

“Marquis, do you know that young man?” At this point, the attendant beside him asked in a low voice.

“That should be the heir designated by Vitokin. I happen to know him. A few beautiful battles with the Lions of Tokenin are perfect and a genius. If nothing happens, the next leader of the Black Blade Legion will probably fall on him. What a lucky man.” The Marquis laughed: “If nothing unexpected happens. ”

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The black tea in the white porcelain tea cup has been completely cooled and condensed into an agate color. There are only a few people in the magnificent study, and the soft light spills into the carpet from the windows on the floor, out in the mountains; the light separates the people in the house into two sides, Brando and Freya, on the one hand, and Her Serene Highness the Divine Princess, beside her, Nimaises, Leewoods, Makaro and Ouvelle, on the other, a middle-aged nobleman whose name Brando cannot be named, slightly bald.

Eluin, the future little king, the young man named Haruze, stood beside this middle-aged nobleman.

For the first time since Brando arrived in the world, there was time to gauge the princess, and after the mysterious halo faded in his impression, the beauty of the semi-environment girl became clear step by step. Fortunately, there were also a number of beauties he had met, a little resistance, he contrasted in his memory and suddenly found that His Royal Highness, the princess of the previous generation, had not left much impression in his impression, apart from his strong, indomitable and radiant beliefs on his body, but rather seemed to be a beautiful symbol.

And the person in front of you, obviously, is much more real and friendly.

For Brando to give a review, it's just a beautiful half-Pokémon girl, with silver curly hair gleaming in the afternoon sun, and her slender shoulders wrapped in a soft glow. It's just that there's a faint discomfort hidden between each other's eyebrows, and this girl, who's supposed to be in the flower season, obviously carries too much.

At least as half the soul of a modern man, Brando cannot understand how a girl her age can understand the dirtiest dark side of a political struggle and voluntarily engage in it. Brando looked at some of the analytical themes in the forum, including a memoir of Her Royal Highness, who saw herself as a commodity and accepted Princess Eruin's high glory - glory to others, but responsibility to her.

He hasn't been in close contact with the princess in his last life, and Sister Said she was a silly child - Brando looked at this clever little girl all over her body curiously, is she really silly?

In reality, Brando has always been respectful to such people.

But here he finds an unknown attraction, as if to attract him to a moth fire. Fortunately, after so many things, Brando's heart was unprecedented, and he watched the princess silently for a while, retreating his gaze, in fact - Brando did not believe that the Royal Party, including the current princess, had the right choice.

But yes, it's just that there's no one better suited to this position than Eruin today. Brando is a lazy man, and if he wants to help Eruin through this dilemma and not repeat the past, it should be fine to continue this country for another hundred or two years.

As far as further afield, he never considered it. There had never been a dynasty in the world for thousands of generations, and he was just trying to make up for the regrets, but he was more interested in exploring the world beyond the wilderness.

“First of all, thank you for your help in the hall, Mr. Brando," the silence in the study was broken first by the princess, who herself said thank you —— the voice was soft and beautiful, "but I couldn't say thank you. The King's Party never met you, but you helped us a lot, and every time I didn't get to thank you, it was rude to say...”

“Her Royal Highness the Princess.” Brando used to open his mouth.

But when he opened his mouth, Griffin's eyes lit up across the street, and most of the others changed their faces. Brando made a slight mistake when he remembered that the eldest princess was the king's sister, a title that only came after Haruze was crowned and Griffin took the position of Princess Regent, and that he had misspoken for a moment, and there was a real suspicion of treachery.

Fortunately, the Royal Party did not find anything wrong. In their view, Brando's statement was to approve the status of Haruzer, which was an act of a team. Politically, the most taboo team was unknown, and Brando showed his attitude from the start, winning the liking of everyone, including Leewoods and Makaro, and even the old court magistrate, who had always had a stereotype about Brando, couldn't help but nod to his satisfaction.

This young man is intelligent and able to come up with such a way to stand up for his team. He is a descendant of the extended family. That is what everyone thinks.

Brando naturally did not know that he had caused so many misunderstandings. He laughed bitterly and went on to say: "What happened in Tonigal is that I took advantage of Her Royal Highness. Her Royal Highness did not have to apologize. ”

“Really?” Griffin was in a great mood, and she smiled, “But then again, we haven't really met Mr. Brando. And the rumor is that you are a highland knight. May I ask if this is true? ”

Brando nodded.

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(PS yesterday's chapter made a few mistakes. The first skill addition was to add the Thorn Crown and Yanyang's Blood, which were originally only added to level 5, to level 10. I also wrote the conflict halo into my brain. The conflict halo was added to level 10 in chapter 274. The unlocking level of the intermediate skill is level 30 instead of level 25, which has now been changed.

The second mistake was to shake his hand and beat Joson to death almost at the hands of the corpse witch. He died at the hands of the corpse witch. Shit, I dreamed that Joson would come to me with a bloody face and say that I had died so badly. There was a tree... I knelt down to Master Joson.

There is also a premise regarding homicide and experience. And that is that these people are disguised as cults, and in fact you can tell from the previous chapters that these chaotic cults, like the Black Firemen, are regarded as monsters and experienced.

Anyway, then what, you just pretend they're not people. Good order camp not to stay, going to the dusk dragon, this is self-inflicted sin can not live, there are trees, must be weird.

About the compensation for yesterday's mistake... this... how about selling a cute one on a roll?) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)