Act 296 The plan begins
Act 296 Project begins
Brando, along with Antitina and Magdal, were ushered into a separate box on the third floor of the auction house. There is actually a terrace here, which is fan-shaped, and you can sit here to see the whole auction, and the view is very superior, which makes Brando very satisfied. However, he didn't know that the staff lady beside him was slightly surprised in his heart, in Antitina's expectation, Ampesel's auction hall must be extremely luxurious, at least it should be far more than the splendor of Pragues, but the decoration here is not very eye-catching, and even in her opinion, it is a little too shabby.
The surrounding black, wood-plank parapets looked very rustic, and the thick curtains hanging from the ceiling were stacked in such a way that the seats were not as elaborate as the carvings at the Prague Trade Fair, but she felt surprisingly comfortable to sit on.
However, the daughter of this little nobleman from Bragos would never have imagined that the inconspicuous-looking black and dull wooden planks were actually precious black wood, which could usually be used as a raw material to make zuΓ² staffs. And the fabric hanging from the ceiling is also a textile from the southern desert country, and the cushion under her body is camel hair products, and the ordinary things here are worth fighting for ordinary people for several years, and the extravagant life of the Eruin aristocracy has long exceeded her cognition.
Although Antitina herself can be regarded as a nobleman, her family has long since declined, and she can't afford to enjoy these luxuries.
There is a constant soundproofing spell around the terrace, and a feather-like translucent curtain prevents others from seeing the identity of the guests on the terrace. The auction house was well protected, but just in case, Brando cast a soundproofing spell of his own. Casting this qi system, which is less than a ring, is still very simple for an elemental envoy of more than twenty levels. However, seeing that Brando didn't rely on any 'props' to make a move, the eyes of the nun princess on the side still lit up.
"I didn't expect him to know magic, a swordsman who entered the golden realm in his early twenties, how did Mr. Brando cultivate, is there really such a big gap between geniuses and mortals?" Princess Magdal raised her thin willow eyebrows slightly in curiosity, her heart was full of amazement, although she had always thought that her best friend, Her Royal Highness Princess Eruin, was already a genius, but compared to Brando, it was overshadowed. This is still because she doesn't know that it took more than a year for Brando to really go from the Black Iron to the Golden Rank, otherwise I'm afraid she really has to wonder which of Brando's ancestors or he himself is simply a dragon disguise.
There are even rumors outside that this young man may be the most outstanding rising star in Eruin's century, but this new star is from the Yanbao family, but he is very close to Her Royal Highness the Princess, which makes some people itch their teeth. Only Magda felt a little at ease, because there were such people in her best friend's camp.
"Alright, you can speak, Your Highness the Princess. What happened to the temple, if I remember correctly, Presiding Priest Wood would have been in favor of maintaining the status quo in Eruin. Could it be that his opinion is not enough to represent the opinion of the upper echelons of the Flame Temple, as far as I know, although there is more than one high priest, there are not many in the temple, let alone such a special diocese as Ampesel. I wonder what changed the intention of the temple? Brando finished laying out the spell and immediately turned back and asked.
The beautiful nun princess was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses: "It should be a letter brought by Merros." The handover of the High Priest was scheduled to take place at the Temple of Andruffle in a month's time, but Merroth not only arrived early but also brought a letter, which the Lord Wood read and locked himself up, in fact his last order was to forbid us to leave the temple at will, and I was looking for an opportunity to bypass the guards to meet you, Mr. Brando. β
"Wood wasn't a human being, but he was one of the few people who had a strong faith. It seemed that the letter must have come from the heart of the temple, but what was the reason for the temple's hasty change of attitude? Generally speaking, the high priest of a diocese represents the attitude of the temple, and there are very few cases in history where their opinions are completely contrary to the temple, so it must be because of some unexpected incident. But there aren't many such cases in history. Brando couldn't help but frown.
The moment he frowned, the auction outside finally started as scheduled. The first lot is a magic sword, the Ampesel auction is indeed a few grades higher than the underground trade fair in Pragus, this magic sword is of extremely good quality, even better than Brando's original elven sword Thorn of Light in all aspects, the opening price is 50,000 tors, hearing this offer, the staff lady on the side couldn't help but gasp slightly.
However, Brando had little interest in that sword, and the sword of the earth in his hand was considered to be the number one in the fantasy weapons, and the only flaw was that it was a little lower. However, under the same level, it is indeed qualified to sweep the qiΔ armament below the artifact, otherwise it would not be called the holy sword of the earth. There aren't many weapons that can be called holy swords in Amber Sword.
"It would be nice to see the contents of that letter." His attention was only attracted by the sudden wave of sound outside the meeting hall for a moment, and he immediately turned back and replied to himself.
"Mr. Brando, can you help Griffine. The Templars' current intention was to help the northern nobles unite all of Eruin, and perhaps even the Grand Duke of Anlek had been pressured to join the alliance, making it very dangerous for Griffiin to remain in Ampesel. Magdal said worriedly.
"Do you think the Templars will do it in Ampesel and leave Her Royal Highness Princess and her party directly here?" Brando couldn't help but frown. Although he doubted that the nobles of the north had the courage to do so, he had to consider this possibility. The Temple claims not to interfere in the internal affairs of the kingdom, but they have had several convictions in history. "Even Anlek was subdued, and the Templars' attitude this time was quite tough. But what exactly do they want to do, aren't they afraid of causing a backlash? He was puzzled. The subject country of the Flame Temple is not only Eruin, and the Cruz people are likely to cause other subject countries to have feelings such as rabbits and foxes and sad things, and the Flame Temple has interfered in the internal affairs of other countries for special reasons in history, what is it for this time?
Princess Nun nodded, "Merros is very tough, he seems to be in a hurry to end the civil war in Eruin. But the royal party still has power in the south, and if Her Royal Highness the princess is sent back to Vlada Pest, it will take at least half a year for the south and north to end the war. I don't know how long it will take to recover after the war, and I may not be able to wait that long to see the appearance of Merros. β
The sound outside the auction hall was higher and higher, and the magic sword had been auctioned for a high price of nearly 120,000 tors, and finally it was sold for a swordsman. But the commotion outside couldn't attract the attention of the two people in the box, and Brando's brows were almost twisted together, and he asked, "How does Her Royal Highness want me to help?" I'm afraid that the northern nobles will try their best to delay time, and if I guess correctly, the northern army has already begun to move, but if Princess Griffiin is the first to tear her face and withdraw from the meeting, I am afraid that the temple will use this as an excuse to do it. β
"By then, if I want to side with Princess Griffiin, Your Highness, do you want me to declare war on the Temple?" Brando replied lightly.
"Brando......" Antitina was startled, I'm afraid only Brando dared to say such a thing, declare war on the temple? She couldn't even mention the fear she felt, the kingdom had been owned by the forces of the Flame for centuries, and the Temple of the Flame, one of the five great temples, was not just controlling Cruz and Eruin, in the vast territory it possessed, Eruin was just the most inconspicuous stone.
Magdal looked at Brando in embarrassment, she was a devout believer herself, and of course knew how terrifying the power of the Sanctuary of Fire was. Her tiny principality, which was completely sheltered by the Temple, was able to remain free to this day with her outstanding human beauty, thanks entirely to the title of Sister Princess, which had been given to her by the Temple.
It can be said that if there were no temples, there would be no one of her today.
"Mr. Brando, I know that you have always leaned towards the royal party, so can you answer me, what are you willing to devote to helping Griffithine?" Thinking of her best friend's situation, she couldn't help but ask.
"No, you are wrong, Your Highness Princess Antobro. I have never supported the royal party, including their ideas, and even the ideas of Her Royal Highness the Princess, I do not agree with them. Brando couldn't help but frown when he heard the name Wang Dang.
"Ahh Magdal was taken aback: "How could it be...... Could it be that what you do in Tonigel is only for your own benefit? β
Brando shook his head, he didn't have to do that for the sake of profit. With his ability, in Cruz, in Greysius, and even in the Wind Elf empire of St. Osor, he can achieve the status that ordinary people can only dream of, and there is no need to go to such a desolate Tonigel to start from scratch.
"I'll admit that I have a crush on Princess Griffyne. But not because of her claim at the moment, nor because of the pursuit of the lost glory of this kingdom, first of all I am not a knight, Princess Magdal. I care about more important things, I just want to protect the people I want to protect, I just want the tragedy not to happen again," he asked faintly, "Do you know what I mean, Princess Magdal." β
Princess Magdal looked at him blankly, dazed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Brando...... I do not quite understand. Are you trying to say ...... Do you like Griffithine? β
Brando almost didn't choke, and the princess's association ability was too rich. He hurriedly coughed twice, sighed and said, "Whatever you think, but I just want to say that I will not join this political wrestling because I support the ideas of the royal party or Her Royal Highness the princess, I am neither a chess player nor a chess piece." Princess Magdal, if you really want me to interfere, you have to do it my way. β
Ramona at this time? Dark's painting from the glorious age of the First Age, that is, Brando's lot, was put on the auction table, and this is the fourth lot; The artistic attainments of the wind elf royal family of St. Osor are extremely high, and Princess Dark Yao is known as an unborn genius, this painting is a work of her golden age, and it is a treasure, so it entered a small auction at the beginning. The starting price of up to 1 million tors drew Antitina's attention.
There was a lot of noise outside, but it couldn't suppress Magdal's soft voice in the box: "Mr. Brando's way? β
"Before answering this question, Princess Magdal, I would like to ask you how you would like me to help Her Highness the Eldest Princess."
The nun princess was stunned, frowned and replied, "Of course, I hope Griffiin can leave this dangerous place, Ampesel is not safe, Mr. Brando......"
She hadn't thought so. She didn't really think that Brando could change anything at first, but just hoped to persuade the other party to join the royal party, so that the more powerful Griffiin was around, the safer she would be in Ampesel. It's just that for some reason, Brando's words unconsciously shook her original thoughts.
Brando replied, "But you see, if Princess Griffiin chooses to leave Ampesel, she will lose the support of the Temple forever, and even the original balance of power will not be maintained. The royal party will be at an absolute disadvantage, defeat is almost imminent, and the one advocated by Her Royal Highness the princess and the royal party will come to naught. β
Princess Magdal was slightly stunned, but she immediately replied, "I only care about Griffiin, she is my friend." β
"Then I answer you, and so do I." Brando lowered his eyelids slightly and replied.
"I see," Magdal took a light breath, "but why does Mr. Brando dislike the royal party so much, what you do in Tonigel is like a real knight, isn't the idea of the royal party exactly the path you are pursuing?" Why don't you choose to go with them? There are very few people of integrity like you in Eruin, so why not unite and let the old nobles of the north win, and Mr. Brando loves this ancient country dearly, right? β
Brando shook his head and replied lightly: "The Lionheart Sword in Freya's hand at this moment promises to protect the people, not to become a proof of the continuation of orthodoxy - Her Royal Highness the Princess, the Valkyrie, and the inhabitants of Buchi, if even those who are waiting for it cannot be protected, what is the point of the existence of the title of the state?" β
"Nations, after all, are made up of people, and knights fight on the front lines to protect rather than sacrifice the people they want to protect, you understand? Relying only on the orthodoxy of the bloodline and the glory of clinging, the so-called insistence of the royal party is just the stubbornness of the aristocracy, and it is a bubble after all. Your Royal Highness, have you been to Buchi? β
"Buch?"
"Then you must not understand what Eruin really needs. The sword of the ancestor Ek is the sword that protects everyone, but what about the sword of the royal party? I'm afraid it may not point to the aristocracy, right? β
The nun didn't say a word, she didn't quite understand what Brando and Griffiin were thinking, but she only privately felt that maybe Brando was not wrong. "Mr. Brando's has an air similar to that of Griffine, but Griffiin doesn't see it as clearly as he does. All of us were mistaken, it turned out that the royal party did not choose the right path in the first place. Magdal nodded.
She looked up, "Can I help you with your favor, Mr. Brando?" β
"I wanted to see the contents of that letter to confirm the true attitude of the temple. If it is as you say, Princess Magdal, then I have to forcibly take Her Royal Highness the princess. Brando replied.
"Yes. But in exchange, I would like to ask Mr. Brando to stop calling me Her Royal Highness the Princess, and to call me Magdal. Her Royal Highness said seriously.
"Is that good?" Brando couldn't help but look back. At this moment, Princess Dark's oil painting was sold for a high price of 3.3 million tor, and there was still more than 3 million income after deducting the handling fee, Antitina couldn't help but let out a low 'ah', and then turned to look at her lord. But Brando looked at Magdal and asked, "Miss Magdal is a believer in the Temple, right?" β
"The doctrine of the Lord of Fire admonishes the world to be upright and noble, and to be loyal to friendship, and while I revere the Temple, I revere the truth of my heart even more, and I think even Lord Wood will support my decision." Magdal replied, "I am willing to pay a price for this, so please rest assured Mr. Brando." β
Brando sighed softly, "This princess is indeed as kind and upright as rumored. He used to stay away from devout believers, but he couldn't help but appreciate it at the moment. He thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of the future fate of Her Royal Highness the princess, and couldn't help but remind him: "Miss Magdal, have you ever thought about fighting for your own destiny? β
The nun's eyes widened, and she was deeply moved by the words of fighting for her own destiny, and she couldn't help but stare at the latter in amazement, not knowing why Brando would see through the struggle in her heart.
"I have no ill will."
Magdal hesitated, but finally shook his head. The temple had given her so much that she didn't have the courage to fightβlike Griffiin, who knew he was cocooning herself, but still had to move forward. Seeing that Magdal was reluctant to leave the temple, Brando could only sigh, in fact, he also knew that this was unlikely, after all, this nun princess also represented her country behind her. Man is never free, and he just asks casually.
The auctioneer struck the third blow of the gavel and the final word was heard.
"I'm waiting for your good news." Brando replied, "Be careful. β
"Yes." Princess Magdal nodded.
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