The Amber Sword

In the eyes of all, the door on the second floor opened, but it was not Brando or his servants, as the nobles imagined, who walked out the back of the door, but a man dressed in a noble robe, white hair, full of wrinkles and old people's spots, a trembling nobleman of Metz, who suddenly dawned because he was Ludwig, the owner of the city of Fatan. Baron Metz. In the silence of a raven, the Baron slowly approached the armrest and looked at the crowd with great dignity. His eyes stopped only slightly on Count Alcons and others, and he said, “I welcome you all to my land. I also heard what happened in the south. I deeply regret this, but what brings you to my castle today? ”

In silence, the nobles downstairs couldn't help but look at each other, thinking that the old man was not under house arrest, how could he suddenly appear in this place, was he forced to talk under pressure, the other party wanted to force them to leave? This method was also too hateful, and the time downstairs fell silent, as if a punch had been punched in the air, everyone wanted to wait until several leading aristocrats had spoken, but Count Alcons and five others had been slow to speak, and finally an acute aristocrat could not help but stand up: “Baron, please let Count Cold Sequoia of Eruin out, we are here to find him. ”

“Eruin, the chief of the mission is a guest of honor. What can I do for you?” Baron asked.

No, Count Alcons' heart is sinking, the feeling of the conspiracy in his heart is becoming more and more obvious. He looks back, several people around him are almost divine in the face, but by this time he has not had time to stop his men from speaking, but when he first saw the nobleman speaking, he replied: “Baron, you don't have to worry about the threat of the person behind you. We came to him today to naturally let him come out and clean up the situation. Now that the situation is clear, the Eruins are not going to want to occupy your port, right? ”

“Shut up!” Baron Metz's face was suddenly heavy, his voice was like the lowering of the frost, which made everyone downstairs heartfelt. Of course, this is not to say that Baron Metz was a great crown, but he was the master of the place at this moment, took advantage of the land, and naturally won the momentum: “I am the owner of the city of Port Fatan, it is naturally up to me to do things here, you are my guests, the Eruin Mission is also my guest, I hope that you do not have anything to do here, in order not to damage the image of the Imperial nobility. ”

It's a phrase that everyone can't find a reason to rebut for a while. Of course, logically, it's not flawed at all. It's just that everyone knows that you, Ludwig. What kind of city owner is Metz at this time? At best, he is a puppet. But if you can't put this on the stage, all the noblemen look weird at one time, as if they were constipated.

It turns out that...

Count Alcons looked like water. He had long anticipated that Brando would not be able to speak so well. At present, this face punch was in his expectation. Somehow, he was relieved. The other party released Baron Metz, indicating that there was still room for negotiation in the other party's mind, at least not intending to make things too rigid. Then he frowned again, but playing this trick is a trail. If Brando doesn't want to see them, he can throw them away directly. He can't play this little trick. Although he can fool people for a while, this time of year, it will only be embarrassing, or does that young man have another purpose?

But for whatever purpose, Baron Metz's words have blocked the room for others to speak, and Count Olkons understood that he could not speak, and he was silent for a moment before turning his head: “Mr. Baron, anyway, being stuck here at the moment is not a solution, and we cannot be guests here all the time, and a solution has to be found. The current situation in the Empire is chaotic, His Majesty fought with the rebels around Zwig, Jorgendigan and Lord Lion have been summoned by my emperor to defeat the Gog. Now that the White Legion has entered Ko Da Harbour, less than three days away from Fatan, we are uncertain about playing chess and may be regarded as a rebel party. ”

Count Alcons had just finished, suddenly realizing that it was bad, he suddenly remembered that Baron Metz was a subordinate of the Duke of Lena, and now the Duke's flag was clearly on the side of the military nobility, the position of the former being self-evident? Otherwise, before he could change his mind, Baron Metz interrupted him lightly: “I agree with most of your assertions, Count, but I have reservations about some of them, and I doubt that Constance would ever call her Emperor Majesty of the Empire if she colluded with his evil dragon father in his attempt to subvert the Empire by attacking the princes. ”

The phrase is like a heavy bomb falling into the water, suddenly stirring up a thousand waves, and the nobles are shouting, either at Baron Metz's mouth or at Baron Metz's audacious act.

The humming voice sounded once again in the lobby, but this time Count Alcons didn't think to restrain his men. He felt his forehead suddenly sweating. How could he not have thought that this old baron, who was so harsh as an old dog with teeth, had pushed people to despair when he opened his mouth? He almost wanted to reach out to wipe the sweat, so he calmed down and appealed: “Baron, please pay attention to your words...”

“What, the Count doesn't believe me?” Baron Metz smiled.

“Now, of course, there may be rumours against Her Majesty, but it is always the enemy's means of deception, not to mention...”

Count Alcons' words suddenly stopped, and he suddenly reacted, suddenly realizing that the Fatan city owner in front of him did not seem to have been persecuted by Brando, and if the other side was just a puppet, he did not have to do this for a speech struggle. He suddenly thought of a terrible possibility, the cold sweat on his forehead could not stop for a moment, the stains fell, and he suddenly looked up at Baron Metz and realized that he might have made a big mistake.

“Count Olkons, it seems you intend to stand opposite the Empire. ”

“I…” Forgive Count Olkons's position in the Empire was also hidden from Baron Metz, but at this moment he could not speak. At this time, other people in the lobby saw that something was hidden from him. At this time, Ming Zhe chose to keep his mouth shut. Even Count Jean, next to Count Alcons, was cautiously silent, and Rogers raised his head and glanced around the second floor of the hall, and the corners were already full of heavily armored knights - the robes on these knights, clearly the style of the Cruz Empire - apparently not the army of the Eruins.

The Knight of the Inner Court raised his eyebrows and lowered his head at once, not to mention making a few comments.

Count Alcons finally wiped a sweat and asked, "Mr. Baron, what do you mean? ”

“That's what I mean.” A man's voice rang from behind Baron Metz, and all the nobles present saw Baron Metz respectfully retreat and let the man walk forward. In fact, Count Olkons did not need to see the man's face, and his face changed dramatically when he heard his voice alone. He looked up almost incredibly and saw that handsome, indifferent face in his sight.

At this moment, Count Alcons' face is an eccentric one, but it's good that no one can laugh at his ridiculous look, because dozens of faces in the lobby are surprisingly unanimous, and when the young man appeared from behind Baron Metz, a lot of people made a silk breath.

“... His Royal Highness the First Prince? ”

“What, seeing me weird?” Prince Leonarette's chilling face: “Or is it because he received my obituary beforehand that I am now suspected of being fake? ”

“No… I dare not…"

“Well, now I'm going to tell you the news that my mother has reunited for all things to be harmed, and now that they are working with the Minors to subvert the empire and persecute my brothers and sisters, I now ask all the nobles of the entire empire to heed my call and join the Kingslayer Army to save the empire.” Leonarette doesn't seem to be telling the news, as if he was giving an order, he doesn't even need any approval, as if he was simply stating his position: "Do you understand? ”

We… Count Olkons is still thinking about the word, but the Crown Prince doesn't seem to need their answer at all, and he just reaches out and says: "Count Olkons, Count Jean, and my knight of the inner court, come see me, the others, disperse! ”

……

“Do these people listen?” Just as the Crown Prince was provoking, Roman, Brando and Flo actually stood in the lobby on the second floor watching the farce not far away, the businesswoman asked with some curiosity.

Brando shook his head in silence: "It's their own business," he paused, adding: "The Silver Queen has a lot of power within the Empire. In fact, all she has is the nobility of Cloak Bay, which means that only a part of the White Legion and the Empire Navy that is truly loyal to her, even the Red Legion, is going to make a big discount, otherwise the Wind Elves have been in truce for weeks, and they don't see a point of reaction on the Four Leafs Plains? As for the remaining mountain people and Senians, they are all national minorities within the Empire. Since they are called national minorities, by definition, there will not be many, and the army will be even smaller, which is not worth mentioning at all compared to several major regiments of the Empire. At the end of the day, the remaining witches and the Minors, not even a dime, are huge, and the empire may be strong in the hands of a lord, but putting it within the empire is nothing, at least not to determine the power of the empire. ”

“I see,” the businesswoman suddenly realized, “Ludwig's nobility has defeated continuously because they are scattered sand, fighting each other, and counting each other, as if the business investment has no clear purpose, towards three twilight and four, naturally prone to failure. ”

“Smart,” Brando praised Roman's forehead, causing the latter to even look angrily at him. He laughed: "There will be no fewer dissidents in the Empire, and the Temple of Fire will die much more faithfully than you can imagine, but these forces are too scattered, no single opponent of Her Majesty, everyone has Ming Zhe's idea of preserving himself. It is not surprising that, in the absolute case of power versus power, no one will choose to die in vain except for very few extreme examples. But if the power contrast isn't as big as you think, it's different, and now that we have a common good to rely on, it's different. ”

“The common good depends," Flo glanced at Brando somewhat strangely: “Lord is referring to the prince? ”

Brando hey hey smile: “I told you, this guy is amazing. ”

“Brando, when did you say that?” Miss Merchant curiously picked a frown.

“Of course I did. How could I have left him?” Bragging is torn through, and the young Count can't help but be a little ashamed and angry: “Knowing then that it was not easy to conceal the whereabouts of the heirs of the next empire and risked a great deal of political and diplomatic risk, if I did not see the gains of today, could I persuade our stubborn princess? ”

Out of familiarity with Brando's constant character, Roman looked at him with hesitation, but Flo seemed to believe it was true, and the wild elf girl frowned slightly: “What is the complexity of power in the Cruz Empire, what is the loyalty to the Silver Queen, what is the loyalty to the Crown Prince, what is their relationship? Lord, have you investigated all this? ”

“Naturally," Brando sighed: "The Cruz are too close to us, the Empire is too powerful, we can't understand ourselves, but we have to know the Empire. ”

Born in Ellenta, where she had no quarrel with the world, although she later traveled with her sister to White City, like many other wild elves, where she joined the mercenary corps and became a mercenary wizard. The Ten Cities area was also staggered with the teeth of all sides, often leaning against each other and fighting each other, but as a mercenary, she often did not need to think about so much, and it was difficult to experience the feeling of daring and warfare, such as thin ice, throughout the day. Until this moment, she seemed to have recognised the young lord around her, and couldn't help but look at the latter with a very complicated frown.

Too bad Brando didn't notice his‘ personal secretary 'at all, he thought of Eruin at this moment, of the Cold Cedar Collar and the vast black forest.

One day, Eru will no longer have to rely on the snort of others to survive, when Eru will have the same vast territory and strength. The people of Aaron will no longer have to speculate on the hearts and minds of others. They will also be a lion, proud of the earth.

Perhaps only then will the wishes of the Elder Princess and the Goddess of Martial Arts be fulfilled.

Brando suddenly remembers the princess and the goddess of martial arts in the game, who are very different from today's Griffin and Freya, whose circumstances and suffering have changed them, but today's Eluin no longer needs such princesses and goddesses.

Because Eruin no longer needs man for his people to weep silently for it.

He returned to God and the conversation in the lobby was coming to an end. “What do you see, Flo?” Brando suddenly turned back and asked.

Flo slightly flashed, as if she had woken up from something, she rarely blushed and shook her head quickly: “What do you see? ”

“Count Olkons did not come voluntarily, he was the head of the nobility, and what if he didn't want to inspire them?” Brando sneered: “I was a little curious, I thought I had taught these aristocrats a deep enough lesson in Port Rune that they should not have forgotten the scar so soon, now that I think about it, I shouldn't have missed anything, but there's just another reason behind it. ”

Frou slightly frowned, and if she could not hear what her lord had to say, then her so-called lord secretary was also in vain: “Lord, are you saying that someone was inspiring behind these aristocrats? Who is it?"

“I didn't know,” Brando replied coldly, "but unfortunately some people were too anxious to reveal their fox tails. ”

“The fox's tail was revealed,” Roman chuckled. “The description fits perfectly. ”

……