The Amber Sword

In the absence of a seal, these new nobles have no common interest with the traditional nobles and, in fact, they are almost naturally opposed to the traditional nobles, at least for the moment, because of their almost prosperous and damaged relationship with the royal family. But the new dignitaries of Eruin are temporarily out of the weather, and one day they will become the strength upon which Her Royal Highness can count.

Brando was not mistaken, the young man in front of him was called Heinf, and his father was a royal steward. This position, which could no longer be seen in the aristocratic ecology of Eruin, now holds true power - and His Royal Highness is said to have deliberately re-established the post of Prime Minister, following the reformed regime of the Cruz Empire. Although Heinf does not expect his father to be prime minister of the kingdom - the rise of the bureaucracy means that in the future his father will be able to take a higher place in the system, at least not for the rest of his life in the position of steward of the royal family.

And as the Royal Party gradually recovered, the status of the old father with Makaro also rose. Although the official position remained unchanged, Heinf's father had gained the trust of Ouvelle, who was almost the Imperial Prime Minister, but had not yet been given that title for the time being.

The status of the family has thus jumped by a thousand, originally a small nobleman of unknown nationality, but now there is a hidden development towards the great family. His eight-year-old brother was also sent to Tonigal, where he studied and grew up in the territory of the prestigious Count and was placed in high hopes by his family. He was not jealous of Heinf's lack of ambition. The current title of nobility does not appear to be hereditary, and he only enjoyed travelling with nobility, and furthermore he enjoyed the advancement of his family status.

Heinf noticed Brando in the hotel a long time ago, and although the young man did not look like a nobleman in his dress, he had a natural temperament that was difficult to ignore or even unforgettable. Haynf did not know that that was Brando's half soul and habit as a modern man, and since his entry into the realm of sage, the breath emanated more and more naturally.

Wise people like Ellanta, dressed in simplicity, normal appearance, are just as noticeable in the crowd. Unless the latter deliberately hides it, that pounding momentum is as obvious as the moon in the dark.

But that's not enough to ask Heinf to come in person. Those fruits were just a gesture of kindness. He didn't have to tell Brando to know he existed, but after seeing Brando teach that drunken man a lesson, Heinf moved slightly in his heart and finally couldn't help but stand up.

“Hello, are these two lovely little ladies yours? ”

“They're my sisters. ”

Haynf showed a sudden glimpse of divinity, and he didn't really care about Lian and Ling's identity, which was just a source of openness. Although these two elf girls do call him a little curious, that's just curious.

Lin and Lian looked at Brando slightly surprised, probably not expecting him to say so.

“Is Your Excellency passing through Maros? ”

Brando nodded and looked at the guy with some curiosity. A lot of people had talked to him since the trip, but most of them didn't care, either for money or for the half elf sisters around them.

But the young man in front of him didn't look like he needed money, and he didn't seem malicious, and he raised his glass, meaning to thank each other for the hospitality, and obviously the fruit stored in the magic cellar came from the young man in front of him.

“Me too,” replied Heinf. "Looks like you're Eruin. I'm Heinf of the Montolo family. My father is Derek? Montolo. ”

“Sophie. ”

“Sophie?” Heinf stood still, which did not sound like an aristocratic name, and the other party did not report himself, and he knew that he might be abrupt, but good thing he didn't care either.

“Looks like Mr. Sophie just escaped from Madara? ”

“How do you know I fled back?” Brando couldn't help but laugh and tell him to sit down.

Neither did Heinf excuse himself, and sat down and asked, "Mr. Sophie, how is Madara doing in the country? Is it really as bad as the rumors say south of the Sea of Dead Moon? ”

There is also some strangeness in Brando's mind that not many Eruins are interested in Madara. Although the two countries are so close together and Eruin has suffered a long period of fighting to Madara, a strange phenomenon is that the kingdom descends to the nobility to the civilian population, and few people have really studied their neighbours.

Even some folk stories are mostly blackmailed bedside stories, filled with descriptions of Madara's dead spirit's blue-sided fangs, yet few truly know the details of this dark country.

He wondered if the rumours of Madara's four or seven had spread to Eruin so quickly, and the rumours were spreading so fast that it was only two or three months before the Battle of Mehotophen, which was happening in the southern part of the Sea of the Dead Moon.

He thought as he shook his head: "Me and my sisters came from near the nautical jacket, and it was really full of refugees, and most of them wanted to flee across the sea to the Silver Bay area or the White Mountains, and very few people really went to Eruin like us. I chose to take the road, but almost all of the highways near Karasu were closed, so we had to detour south of Bodo and enter Eruin through the northern edge of the Karanga Black Forest. ”

Brando partially falsely described his journey along the way, but the reason he went around Bordeaux was not because the highland knights had blocked the highway of Carasou, but because it was closer to Tonigal.

But it was only natural for Heinf to hear that he could imagine how difficult and dangerous the journey was, almost a thousand miles from Naujacket to Maros, almost uncivilized along the way, and that the young man and his sister were lucky enough to get here, on the one hand, and on the other, to show that the strength of the other was indeed good.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Well, you're lucky. ”

“Oh, why? ”

“Now it seems that you didn't choose to go to White Mountain and Silver Bay like everyone else, which is the right choice," Heinfe lowered his voice: “I'm afraid Mr. Sophie doesn't know yet, something happened to White Mountain. ”

“What's going on?” Brando frowned, and he did hear some wind along the way, but he had always had time to rush to the margins of civilization. Together with these blackmailing rumours, which are now widely spread in northern Madala, there are some obviously nonsense, but there is still a wide audience.

“The army that the Pokémon allowed the dead to enter suddenly attacked White Mountain, killing Shalifinger, king of the Mountains, and thousands of local residents, most of them Pokémon of Alice Anna, were said to have been killed. The King of the Elves of St. Osor was furious at this, and now that the Elves have sealed the border, they are said to be at war with the dead spirit of Madara. ”

“It's impossible!” Brando nailed down that the dead spirit in White Mountain must now be the main force of the Black Rose of Bromando, led by Queen Maddala, and this army of dead spirits awaits the outcome of the discussions at the Four Kingdoms Conference to determine their retention.

How could they suddenly attack the Pokémon in front of the moment? Unless something had changed at the Four Realms Conference, it was still impossible, and in his impression Her Majesty the Queen of Madara was definitely not so impulsive.

His reaction frightened Heinf: “This is incredible, but the news is very real, and it has spread this morning in Eruin, and it is said that it was caused by the wind elves' refusal to allow Madara to set foot in the wilderness east of their kingdom. ”

Brando shook his head, which was ridiculous, and Queen Madara would never suddenly suffer for it. But if the rumors are true, then things get complicated. The dead spirits actually killed Shalifinger, the hero of the White Mountains, who lived until the middle of the second century, was extremely prestigious among the elves and himself a member of the King of the Elves. Hatred he really died in the hands of the dead, the hatred between Saint Osor and Madara could no longer be quenched.

He frowned and felt a little more than he had expected, and suddenly he had a sense of urgency to hurry back to Eruin. Changes in this matter may be far from as simple as they seem, and he instinctively feels that there may be a shadow of the dragon of dusk behind it, and if that were the case, Eruin could also be in danger.

Brando had not forgotten that Lord Martha had told him before leaving that the final throne was on that blessed land. And he knows exactly what the real purpose of the Dusk Dragon is.

He is not worried about anything else, but if the Dragon of Dusk assassinates His Highness or anyone around him with the same means, it is a loss he cannot bear.

The young man in front of him suddenly had a dull face that made Heinf feel a little unsustainable, and in fact he even felt like he was suffocating. “... what's going on?” Heinf was terrified in his heart, why the young man just frowned, as if he had felt the illusion that the sky had darkened outside, a feeling he had never experienced even in front of his serious father.

He sat down unconsciously, sweating his hands and hands, trying to find something to end this horrible conversation, but his mind seemed blank, and his smooth bargaining power seemed to become dry and he forgot what he was going to say.

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