"You are too soft-hearted, my lord. In fact, I think Miss Qian should understand what you are thinking, but she is not willing to hurt you, not even a little bit."

Brando was stunned. He had always thought that it was Qian who could not see through it. He carefully protected this relationship just to prevent the other party from getting hurt; in his opinion, Qian had been betrayed more than once. If he was betrayed again,

He received an indifferent response here, and he was worried that the other party would not be able to bear it.

But he didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this. He couldn't help but look at Medisa. Perhaps only as a woman could she understand such a gentle thought.

But he suddenly realized that Medisa was expressing her feelings through Qian.

"Medissa, you..."

The little silver elf princess raised her head and gently shook her head at him: "That's not necessary, Lord Lord, I just want to say that I am very happy. No one has ever treated me like this. In fact, I don't really understand human emotions.

Because the Silver Elf's life is accompanied by battles, I was born with this kind of knowledge, but I feel no more fulfilling than I do now when I am galloping and killing on the battlefield."

"I think," she said softly, "Miss Akane should be the same."

Brando fell silent.

The two people supported each other as they advanced in the dark alley. A ray of moonlight passed through the gap between the eaves and fell on the stone path. The swaying light gaps were staggered between the two people.

Like a link of fate, two souls from two worlds, thousands of years apart and from different eras, are drawn together.

The two of them were so immersed in their own thoughts that even the Blue Sword Master didn't even notice when he walked in front of them.

Veronica looked at the two little guys with a teasing look, and finally couldn't help but remind her:

"It seems that your relationship is getting better, but little Darus, it's not good for you to be so merciful. My students also seem to care about you."

Brando was startled, and raised his head in astonishment, only to realize that although he didn't let Sidney and the others come to pick him up, a group of people still came to find him.

But the first thing he saw through the crowd was not the stereotyped face of the Saint of the Lion Palace, but an old and serious face.

He recognized the person immediately.

The only prime minister of the empire, Niedwin.

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