Faina wore a sky-blue knight uniform, and the bloated clothing with dense seams could not hide her slender figure. Her long golden hair was neatly tied into a bunch behind her head, and she had a pair of sapphire-like eyes.

She exudes natural and confident maturity, without even the slightest bit of the unruly appearance of a noble daughter.

Brando was stunned for a moment when he saw the young lady like this.

Faina seemed to be satisfied with his appearance, her eyes narrowed like a pair of crescent moons, and she said with a narrow smile: "They said you were here, and you are indeed here."

"Are you looking for me?"

"Of course, what else do you think?" However, there was still a sense of the past in her tone, but Faina was just trying to vent her anger: "Why don't you come to me these days? You clearly know that I

right here?"

Brando looked at the eldest lady strangely, "The meeting is about to start. Are you not with Duke Mehotofen?"

Faina was so angry that her eyes were almost rounded. She glared at Brando: "My father asked me to come."

Brando couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this: "I'm sorry, I've been too busy these days. Besides, I'm not suitable for private contact with the Cruz people, right?"

This explanation immediately extinguished Faina's little dissatisfaction. The poor girl actually didn't care about her sweetheart's excuse. She looked at Brando tenderly and said meaningfully: "Actually, you and Cruz

Contacting people privately—no, even contacting them openly is perfectly appropriate."

"What?" Brando was stunned, wondering why this young lady started talking nonsense again before she even said a few words.

He couldn't help but look at the knights who were traveling with Faina. The two young knights looked at him with envy. It was obvious that they were all admirers of the Mehotofen flower. But Faina didn't mind the two of them.

The gaze of his companion did not conceal his admiration at all: "Originally, what good is Eruin? If you are willing to join the empire, you will have everything you want."

"Isn't the answer to this question already available?" Brando replied with a smile. If others asked this, he might be unhappy; but when the same question was asked by this wealthy lady, it made him uncomfortable.

He recalled those wonderful times in Trade Wind Ring, and the warm feeling in his arms still lingered to this day.

Faina felt Brando's warm eyes, and her heart was slightly agitated. Her face turned slightly red, and she obviously remembered the same thing. She stammered and said, "But this time is different."

"What is the difference?"

"What?"

"I mean, what's the difference?"

Faina opened her mouth to answer, but then she remembered something and changed her words: "I know you can't let go of Eruin's princess, but I am also a princess, right? Although my father is only a duke, Meho

Topen is much older than Eruin. If you are willing, I can take the exam for the sake of the empire and consider it."

These words made Brando dumbfounded. Although he knew that this eldest lady was extraordinary, sometimes she was a little too enthusiastic. Even Antitina couldn't help turning her head to the side, and her shoulders couldn't help shaking.

Medisa tilted her head and looked at this scene with some interest.

Faina also blushed cutely, but after all, the enthusiasm and generosity of the Imperial people were different from those of the Eruin people. She still looked at Brando firmly, her blue eyes only waiting for his answer.

But Brando shook his head: "Faina, thank you, but I am from Eruin."

Faina couldn't hide her disappointment: "But it's not impossible for the Eruin people to become the emperor of the Cruz people."

"What did you say?" Brando didn't hear the young lady's private murmur for a while.

"No, it's nothing," Faina realized that she had slipped her words and shook her head quickly: "I mean, it was actually my father who asked me to come to you. Sister Delphine is also waiting for you -"

"Oh?" Brando knew that Delphine never joked about big things, and then he realized that Faina might really represent Duke Mehotofen, but he wanted to know what the Duke was looking for for him? Besides

Apart from the bond of Faina, he and the Duke could only be considered a one-time acquaintance, not even an acquaintance, and he was from Eruin, so he seemed to have no relationship with Cruz.

What interests are connected.

And he always felt that the eldest lady in front of him today was a little weird, and he hesitated to speak. This was not her original character. You must know that the arrogant noble daughter may be missing, but her outspoken character is subtle.

It can never be reversed in a short time. This is the saying that the situation is easy to change but the nature is hard to change.

Brando looked at Faina suspiciously, always feeling that the eldest lady and the prime minister's daughter were weaving some conspiracy for him - as for why it was Delphine, it was not that he looked down on the eldest lady, but that she really

There is no such thing.

Faina had no idea that her sweetheart had already put a black label on her in her heart, and asked seriously: "You are no longer a noble of the Eruin people, Brando."

Brando nodded. Since he voluntarily removed his identity as Count Tonigel-Jandnel, he can be said to have faded out of Eruin's aristocratic circle. Although nominally speaking, he still has a card.

The identity of the Diloso family and the descendant of the Earth Sword Saint, but this identity is nothing in the first place, not to mention that he has never regarded himself as such.

Her Royal Highness the Princess gave him the status of honorary speaker, but this status is only somewhat binding within the territory of Eruin. It is more of an honor and a symbolic position than a noble title.

He suddenly understood what Faina and Delphine meant.

The prime minister's daughter was deliberately planning to attend this meeting as a Cruz native.

If he insists on participating in the alliance as an Eruin, the best choice is as Count Tonigel. Even if he denies this, it will not prevent outsiders from thinking so. Because this count represents

The hero of Eruin is a legendary lord who has saved the kingdom and the royal family more than once, and people are talking about his 'romance' with Her Royal Highness the Princess - after all, the story of the princess and the knight has always been popular in Warnd.

——But more importantly, what people recognize is his status as the de facto regent of Eruin.

So if he attends this meeting with Haruze, no matter whether he is happy or not, people will think that he, not Eruin's royal family, is the leader of this meeting. This may not mean anything on the surface, but behind the scenes it will

It caused damage to the central authority that this ancient kingdom had finally established.

Perhaps Her Royal Highness the Princess has seen this a long time ago, but for some unknown reason, neither she nor Haruze showed any intention to mind. Brando could understand in his heart the friendship between the siblings for him - but this

It's okay if he is not aware of the problem. Once he is aware of the problem, he will not allow everything he has done in the past to go to waste.

But Brando himself also realized that he might really have no talent in politics, because he didn't understand this until now - not just Princess Griffith, the prime minister's daughter could not see it at a glance.

The crux of the problem lies.

Brando sighed and stopped thinking about this frustrating problem.

In fact, he can seek help from the Buga people. Due to his status, Solomon will definitely give him a place. But this is not the best choice. After all, under the sacred oath, the people of Silver have always been bystanders.

He is a non-participant, and what he wants to do is to lead this meeting. After all, in this war, no one knows the Dragon of Dusk better than himself.

If he participates in the peace conference as Count Tonigel, because when Antitina resisted the Sadr wizard, the entire Warend witnessed the dazzling holy sword, so the Eruin people will naturally be here.

He has an advantageous position among the Alliance - especially now that people have learned that the Holy Sword Amber may be within the territory of Eruin.

But if you want to give up this advantage, then the other best choice seems to be Cruz.

the reason is simple.

Because the sage of the Cruz people is the King of Fire-Girt.

But the problem also existed. He frowned and asked: "But I am an Eruin after all. Even if I am with you, it is unfair, right?"

Faina replied confidently: "Brando, don't worry, Sister Delphine said she will definitely satisfy you."

Brando thought of the thoughtful woman. Delphine was indeed not a helpless person, but this time he really couldn't think of any way the prime minister's daughter could solve this difficult problem.

But whenever he thought of that charming name, what he felt more in his mind was the touch of the intertwined cold fingertips, the hot skin, the half-opened starry eyes, and the orchid-like musk breath.

.

The impression in his mind was a little indifferent at first, even frightening him, but gradually it became so profound.

Brando looked back at Antitina, and the staff lady nodded to him silently.

The light in the clouds is fading.

The grassy fields were low, and human traces gradually appeared on the wasteland.

Representatives elected by various countries on the order side began to enter the real Holy White Venue.

"teacher!"

Entering the venue, two equally childish voices sounded at the same time.

Haruze stopped and held the scepter tightly in his little hand under his thick cloak. He looked warily at Huang Huo not far away, with an expression on his face like a small animal protecting its food. Huang Huo would have known better.

Another student who met the teacher also stopped and looked at him curiously. She generously did not dodge or avoid Haruze's gaze, with a calm look on her face.

"Teacher, she is..."

"She is Huanghuo. In a sense, she is your classmate. According to Jiufeng, you are a senior and an elder brother." Brando certainly understood what the little prince was thinking and reminded him: "Although

Huanghuo may be far away from you in the future, but at least here, you have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting her."

"Then, is she learning swordsmanship from you?" Haruze frowned tightly and asked in a low voice.

"Almost." Brando replied. Of course Huang Huo not only learned swordsmanship from him, but he could also be regarded as his successor. In the eyes of outsiders, he was more of a sword master, so it was not impossible to say so.

Haruze was even more disappointed and whispered: "In that case, it would be great if I could also learn swordsmanship."

Brando looked at the little prince's eyes, which were getting deeper and deeper, as if they contained stars, and shook his head indifferently: "Black magic is not bad, Haruze, and maybe this is the future. Besides,

, I said you have to have confidence in yourself - at your age, your swordsmanship is not bad."

Of course, it is a little worse than Huanghuo.

"Really?" Haruze has a child's mind after all. Although he has tried to be mature and steady as a leader of a country many times, it is different in front of Brando. It is a mixture of gratitude.

Complex emotions of adoration and expectation.

Brando nodded.

The venue for the Holy White Stone Monument is actually a group of low stone pillars surrounding the stone monument. It is not known who built this group of stone pillars. Stone slabs are laid in standard concentric circles in the grass, circle by circle, and the low stone pillars.

Between each other - the huge white stone monument in the distance.
To be continued...