The Amber Sword

“Does Your Highness have anything to say to me?” When Queen Madara left, Brando asked.

“Yes, two letters in total. One letter was written to you by His Royal Highness Haruze and one by His Royal Highness Prince Wang, who entrusted His Royal Highness with the task of transferring it to you. ”

“Prince Wang?” Brando thought about it and thought that it would be time for the King's eldest son to move a little in the north, unless the other side really didn't grovel the throne of Eluin at all. But from the way he arranged his sister, Chiara, into the mission, he was not a man without ambition.

To be honest, he had some admiration for the first successor of the Sifah family. Although naturally disabled, he was wise, calm and invisible, knowing that if the Sifah family was legitimate, Brando even thought that the eldest son was better suited to inherit the throne of Eluin because he was a man, Eluin had no precedent for a female monarch after all, and Haruze's character was too weak.

Unfortunately, the Sifah family has lost the legitimacy of Eruin since it was abandoned by the Lion's Heart Sword. To think of it, Brando had to look at Freya's Lion Heart Sword in his hand.

“Is the letter here? ”

“On me.” Freya opened her waistbag and took two well-preserved letterheads from it, which she stacked together and handed over.

Brando walked down the stairs, took the letter, was about to open, and Delphine's voice came behind him and said, "Do you need me to step aside? ”

Brando looked back at her and thought for a moment, shaking her head. “No. You stay, I may need your advice. ”

He did not intend to trust the woman completely, except that Her Royal Highness and Haruze and his allies, although not yet on the table, were nothing compared to the other secrets they had experienced along the way.

“Delphine?” Freya noticed the prime minister's gold on the terrace at this time, and she had to show her surprise: “Are you…? ”

“Your lord saved my life, and in return, I now serve Lord Cold Fir wholeheartedly.” Delphine replied with a smile.

“Brando, what's going on?” Freya picked out a british-filled eyebrow with some bad breath. Her hand rested on the handle of the Lion's Heart Sword, as if she could pull out the sheath with one bad word.

She learned from Charles and Antitina before and after everything that happened in Rusta, how Roman was captured by the herders and led to the arrival of the Dragon of Dusk. It can be said that during the catastrophe of the day, the Silver Queen and the pastoralist were each responsible for one third, and the remaining third were counted on this woman.

Freya and Roman have known each other since childhood, grew up together in Butch, and the familiarity between them can be said to be even further than Brando's. As someone who hurt Roman, she did not immediately take a sword and was already in Brando's face.

Brando glanced coldly at Delphine, and this woman was playing with her tricks, which others might not understand, but he knew more than that -- she deliberately provoked Freya to get angry.

He warned the other party with his eyes against extraneous branches before telling Freya about his experiences from Rusta to the Sea of Elements and then to Rosalind; he told her about his current relationship with the Prime Minister, Jin Jin, and the mystery of emerald relating to the whereabouts of natural jewels.

Freya listened to Brando's description and the divine color only slightly eased. She didn't expect Brando to go through so many things alone. At the end of the day, she couldn't help but ask, “I didn't expect you to go through so much. Are you all right, Brando? ”

Brando shook his head.

But Freya thought about it. After all, she was not the ignorant girl, and quickly found a question: "But Brando, when you were on the boat, you wanted to kill her. Why didn't you do it in the end? Did she volunteer to tell you the secret about the mystery of emerald? ”

Brandoton turned red and remembered that ridiculous night. He hurried to cough. "Well, I guess..."

Delphine looked embarrassed and stood on the terrace laughing.

“Probably? ”

“Well...” Brando could only change the subject: “Read the letter first. I thought it would be written to me by Her Royal Highness. I didn't expect it to be Haruze. What did His Royal Highness the Little Prince say in the letter? ”

The conversation was hard, but Freya had a hard time raising doubts about Brando, and she shook her head very honestly: “I don't know, this is a letter that His Royal Highness wrote to you personally, how can I peek? ”

Brando opened the envelope, and the letterhead came out of it. Haruze's envelope was sealed with the magic imprint that covered his seal. It had the crest of the stars and the moon and the lily. It was the crest of the Eluyne royal family, but as the heir to the kingdom, his private emblem was slightly different from Griffin's, with more ivy print.

He opened the letterhead, swept a glance, only a few lines on the first page of the letter, the little prince greeted him as a student, then briefly described the process of his return to Eruin, progress in learning black magic, etc. The letter was filled with words and tones of respect that made him smile, and he remembered his introverted student once again.

“What did His Highness Haruze write in his letter?” Freya, seeing the smile on Brando's face, asked with great curiosity, apparently this polite, shy little prince was also very popular in the Cold Fir domain.

“Nothing, he greets you, in which he says that Ms. Freya is an excellent and noble knight, unlike his teacher, and you will not know the contents of this letter until I open it. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Which means you won't peek. Let me say hello on his behalf. ”

“Ah, Brando, what have you taught His Highness? How can you tell His Highness?” Freya answered in a bad way.

“It's not very good that a boy with a sense of humor can be favored by a woman.” Brando said, turning over the second page of the letter and reading along.

“Oh, yeah?” Freya glanced deliberately at Delphine standing on the terrace, and although she was not angry with Brando, that did not mean that she was an idiot.

Brando immediately coughed out loud.

“I'll tell Roman," she said, holding the sword, blushing, biting her teeth. ”

The prime minister smiled without saying a word.

But at this time Brando picked out his eyebrows and shouted softly, suddenly he closed the letter paper, and his face was very strange.

“What's the matter?” When Freya noticed the beauty of Brando, she stopped joking and asked seriously.

“Haruze says he doesn't want to inherit the throne of Eluin...”

“What?”

“What?”

Before and after, Freya and Delphine on the terrace spoke at the same time, except that the previous voice was a simple surprise, but the Chancellor Qianjin sounded as if he had heard a thousand ancient conversations.

Just as people who are just as pure as a blank piece of paper cannot understand the ambitions of others, ambitious people often find it difficult to understand the pursuit of freedom and bland aspirations like Haruze.

In Delphine's mind, is there anyone else in the world who doesn't care about power and status? Then this man must be a fool.

But Brando was reluctant to understand the idea of his pupils - who were in fact one group, if not bound by responsibility, and whose interests, power and ambition were not what they sought, and Haruze's efforts to mature step by step were merely to fulfill Princess Griffin's expectations for him, but perhaps to add to the entanglement between the king and his people when he understood his responsibilities.

None of this, however, is what the little prince wanted.

He was a little distracted before saying to the others present: "Haruze wrote that he was not the one Eluin needed, that Eluin needed a real hero, but that hero was not him. ”

“How could he be so discreet?” Freya was almost stunned: “Where's Her Highness? ”

“Her Royal Highness has no objection. ”

“As King of Eruin, he has this power to hand over the crown to the heir he entrusts, provided that the person is sufficiently qualified.” Delphine suddenly said, "For example, heir to royal blood, or a prince. ”

“A prince? ”

Delphine looked at Brando: "If the Lord marries Princess Griffin, he can be the Prince, and no one in Eluin is better qualified for this position. ”

Freya opened her mouth in amazement and couldn't believe looking at Brando in front of her.

“Indeed," Brando nodded: "This was one of Haruze's opinions, and the other was His Royal Highness the Prince, and if Haruze retreated himself, the Sifah family would have a legal status. ”

“But ——” he looked at Freya and Delphine, turning his head: “None of us fit. ”

Freya hasn't responded to the shocking news, only Delphine puzzled, “Why? Isn't this a great opportunity for us? My lord, if you want to save Eruin, you have to have it first. And as long as the Count becomes Eluin's master, you can use his power and help us rescue Miss Roman, can't you? ”

Brando glanced at her and looked at her as if he could look directly into the heart, but he shook his head, no conversation, just opened the second letter - the one sent to him by the eldest son. What surprised him was that the letter was actually sent to him in duplicate, one of which was sent by Princess Chiara, who, although he had always been prejudiced against the Northern nobility, had always had a good impression of the little princess. After all, Princess Chiara, although a little discretionary, saved his life.

In the absence of any commitment from him at all, she gave him the heart of Sifah, which was so important to the Sifah royal family that he could not ignore it alone.

But Princess Chiara's letter was silent about the heart of Sifah, talking to him about a bunch of interesting things she had encountered over the years, and then telling him that she could spend some time in the Cold Cedar Collar as an apprentice of magic —— coincidentally, her teacher was Antitina, recommended by the curious Gallock.

Of course, in Brando's view, this was no coincidence. It must have been the arrangement of His Royal Highness the Prince again. He couldn't help shaking his head and wondering what the Prince was planning.

Then he started reading the second note. When he opened the letter sent to him by the King's eldest son, Brando couldn't help but slightly raise his eyebrows and look surprised.

In his letter, Elder Prince Wang talked to him about the situation in the north of Eruin, which was generally not too bad, but not too good. Since the monsoon disaster, a large influx of refugees from Cruz into the north of Eruin through Anzeruta was affected by the unusual weather after the arrival of the magical tide, which caused extensive famine due to crop failure in the north.

On the one hand, while the Northern aristocracy, under his restraint, stood by the Corcova royal side in the Black Rose War, with the end of the war, famine, the Northern aristocracies began not to be as respectful as they had been before the war, and the aristocracies of places such as Grey Mountain and Balta had even threatened to recapture Ambethel in order to survive this intolerable winter with the abundance of Ambethel.

Prince Wang also mentioned in his letter that he and His Royal Highness were cautious of the King's party, as according to information returned by his men, some of the King's party might be in contact with northern nobility.

While Prince Wang will remind him and His Highness in turn that this surprises Brando, what really surprises him is not this, but the last words written by the Prince in this letter:

‘… Thank you, Count, for your struggle for the fate of Eluin, and you and I both know why the fate of this kingdom, the dispute between Sifah and the Korkova royal family, has lasted a hundred years, and now it seems to be the last moment -

It is like a wagon that is heading towards the abyss, and I am with each of you in the south, and we have been carefully restraining this wagon for a long time, so that it does not end up in a state of desolation.

But today, when the two families decide to win or lose, both the North and the South will go completely against each other. His Royal Highness the Little Prince was kind in heart, but he did not see the blood and fire that the kingdom will face in the future, and I'm sure you understand that, Elouin does not need you or me, but a king capable of bearing the grievances and history of both families -

And this lady, right next to you, I'm sure you've known her name long ago, as wisely as a torch.

- Your esteemed friend, Levin. Ornathan. Sifah ’

Brando grabbed this page of paper and stunned halfway.

His heart was like a wave of terror, and for the first time he had admiration for the first successor of the Sifah family, perhaps the history of Eruin would have been different if he had been on the stage of history, not Queen Anna.

……