The Amber Sword

“I sincerely thank you, Lord, for everything you have done for us all. ”

“Your kindness is the same.” Brando replied, naturally there is a good feeling in his heart about His Royal Highness, the kind princess.

The nun has not done anything dramatic in history, but everything she has done is supported by goodness and a sense of justice. History does not really require many transformers, it takes millions of people like Her Royal Highness.

He suddenly remembered something and said to Magdalene: "I have brought a man, you may want to meet him, Your Highness. ”

“Well, who is it, Lord?” Magdalene was stunned and Brando saved her life in the Ambesseur War, so the relationship between the two was actually closer than between him and Princess Griffin, so it wasn't that quick to talk.

“It's Mr. Blank, your grandfather. ”

“What?”

Magdalene was shocked to see Grand Duke Blank disappear shortly after the Holy War (at least as the Antobulo claiming to be) and then at least sixty years later, when her grandfather disappeared, she was not born, but at least heard of it.

Since the Grand Duke's death claimed to be a disappearance, she did not expect that the other party might appear in these places, but after so many years, even if the disaster did not happen, she would have returned long ago. Although the connection between Jiufeng and Warnde is blocked, it is not unrelated.

She knew her grandfather was a saint and could not have been stuck just a little bit away.

So this idea, just occasionally, is seen as a fantasy, totally unexpected that one day it will become a reality.

However, she has not seen her grandfather since she was born. All she knows is that it is the most legendary hero of the Principality of Antobulo. For this grandfather, she also has a great admiration, but suddenly she has to face it, but does not know how to be good.

“My grandfather?... Him, where is he? ”

“He's right outside, and I haven't told him you're here yet, just to ask your opinion. ”

“Me, me, I'll see him right away, … excuse me, Count.” Princess Magdalene apologized to him and was in a hurry to get out, but she stunned and returned to tidy her dress to see if there were any wrinkles and omissions, a sign of disorientation that showed the princess's impatience.

It is understandable, however, that it is, after all, a flesh and blood affair, which, although unmet for decades, remains uncut, and Brando knows very well what it means for this little principality if the old duke returns to Antoboro.

Magdalene cannot remain unconcerned.

Magdalene rushed out, leaving Brando and Metisa silent in this narrow stone house. Hippamilla only whispered to thank him at this time, she was a very knowledgeable girl with a big heart and had no idea how to repay her, because Brando was already her lord and master, and that was enough.

Metisa was silent for a moment and asked, "I never thought Princess Magdalene's grandfather would be here, and I heard he disappeared decades ago. ”

“There's something else hidden in here, which isn't really like outside rumors, but it's Marshal Blank's personal business after all..." explains Brando.

“I understand," Metisa shook her head: "Lord Lord, do you think this marshal knows Miss Magdalene exists? ”

Brando implicitly didn't tell Blank about Magdalene beforehand, which is actually why. Magdalene herself may not know the special nature of her body, the heart of the storm in her body, which was originally the power core of the Giant Soldier.

No ordinary person can carry such a thing inside his body.

Undoubtedly, Her Royal Highness is not a human being, and the role of the Antobulo family in this is highly questionable unless she is premeditated.

But Magdalene's own reaction suggests that the former's chances are minimal. And the incumbent Duke of Antoborough cannot fail to know what his daughter is like, what about the former Duke?

That's hard to say.

Of course, he's either going to explore the privacy of others, or he just doesn't want to hurt His Royal Highness, the good princess, or maybe he can protect her best without interference or interference.

But if the Antobulo family really had a crush on Magdalene, then he had to do it. Don't say that Princess Magdalene was the best friend of Her Royal Highness Griffin, and that she was in fact the best friend of the Tonigues, who had made a deep friendship with almost everyone during the days she lived in Cold Cedar Collar.

Such a brilliant woman, Brando, would never let her get hurt, nor would Metisa naturally.

Brando was silent for a moment and suddenly took out an angel's heart bottle and shook it in front of Princess Silver Elf: “I hear you're hurt too, Metissa. Do you need one? ”

Metissa was smart and saw her lord's heart flawed at a glance. She couldn't help laughing and blocked her mouth with her hands. “No, this is a miraculous sacred object. Lord, please don't use it as a tool to please girls. ”

“... I don't have that idea, I'm just worried about my people...”

The Fairy Princess snorted softly: "In fact, I always suspected that Miss Delphine's relationship with the Lord was not so simple. ”

“Cough...”

She raised her head and looked closely at him.

“Actually, I know what Miss Delphine thinks, which is why she says she's a little pathetic, but Lord, since you promised her, don't let a girl down. Perhaps Miss Delphine was right this time, only you can save her...”

“Metissa? ”

“Don't think of me as a child, Lord. I have a thousand years of insight, much more than Lord. ”

“… no,” replied Brando. “I met your sister. ”

“In the boundaries of elements. ”

“ …… ”

……

Magdalene and Blank recognized that there were not as many conspiracy factors as Brando had imagined, and the moment Her Highness saw the old marshal, she recognized the face of the most serious portrait hanging in the middle of the family castle and recognized the old duke, who had been missing for more than fifty years.

Blank, though his subconscious feelings for the running girl were somewhat friendly, did not recognize him at the first moment.

This is plausible, after all, when he left Antoborough, Magdalene was not yet born, even the nun princess in the infancy state in which she was swaddling had not seen him, how could he have recognized her granddaughter at first sight?

But what happens after that can be predicted, and the old marshal is overjoyed when Magdall speaks his identity. Some traditions in a vast aristocratic family could not be disguised, especially for those within the family, and Brando had no reason to deceive him on the matter, so Branc believed Magdalene almost immediately.

The old marshal left Warnde for decades because of cynicism, but that does not mean that he is indifferent to his family, a bond of affection that no one can cut off, let alone a bloodline of glory.

Magdalene fell into the arms of her grandfather in the first place, tears swept out of her eyes. Although she had not suffered much since the Battle of Ambessel, she was now tens of thousands of miles away from her homeland, in a completely strange environment, suddenly met a legendary relative, and her emotions were understandable.

Blank was always comforted and softly comforted his granddaughter. Happily, he obviously hadn't returned to Warnde's land. He was pleased to meet a descendant with whom he had blood ties.

But after a brief reunion, the old marshal secretly found Brando and said to him:

“Master Brando, there's something I have to tell you, and I might even ask for your help. ”

“Don't call me Young Master.” Brando just doesn't feel right about this name: “Mr. Branch, if there's anything you want to tell me, I'll do my best. ”

The old marshal sighed first.

“It's about Magdalene her. ”

Brando stunned slightly.

But there was a glimmer of understanding in my heart, and I thought it was true. But when he looked at Blanc, he ruled out any conspiracy behind the Antoborough family. Blanc obviously knew Magdalene's birth, but it also seemed helpless to the other side.

This idea passed through his mind and naturally appeared in his face. Blank looked at his face and seemed to understand something. He asked:

“How many lords have you known? ”

Brando nodded, stunned.

“So,” he asked, "Princess Magdalene, what's going on with her? ”

“The child,” Blank sighed, "is an ancient people, a descendant of an ancient god that is longer than a golden people. ”

“What are you talking about!” Brando gave this remarkable, dying marshal a glare: “Magdall, is she a god? ”

“The people of God?” Blank shook his head: “No, no, Magdalene, the child. She is not a god. You must have heard of the Golden People, Mr. Brando. ”

Brando withstood the horror in his heart and nodded again.

……