A dusty, bloodstained hand reached out from under the rubble, crashing into the stones and tumbling down, clutching a crystal ball that seemed to be stimulated by some mysterious power, and the surface emitted a misty shimmer, and a thin layer of mist escaped from its surface, enveloping all around it.

The blood-stained hand struggled twice, and then lifted a relatively large piece of gravel, which seemed to be a weightless foam, and was lifted lightly, and rolled down, making a heavy noise.

Then there was a bang, and the gravel and broken wood were jacked up in large pieces, and a dusty man came out from underneath.

The man's whole body was dusty, only his two eyes were still flexible, and he cautiously looked around, but did not find the figure of the dragon queen, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is exactly what Brando is.

He thought to himself that it seemed that the Elven Queen was at least not joking with him about this, and the dragon orb in his hand really worked, otherwise a thin layer of gravel and wood would definitely not stop Gwendoline's search.

Glancing at the crystal ball in his hand, Brando casually opened his waist bag and threw it in, although it was separated by a layer of cloth, the mist-like film around his body did not decrease in the slightest, and it did not affect the effect of the orb.

But he freed his hand, leaned down, and carefully picked up the Metissa from beneath the rock formation. He himself was covered in bruises, but the little silver elf princess was almost unscathed under his protection, which gave him a little relief, and he carried the latter on his back with a sword in one hand. Look around cautiously.

This must have been the outskirts of the patrol cavalry headquarters, and half of the fortress had collapsed in the previous battle - although the previous fight between him and the dragon queen was not a battle at all, at best, he stopped the dragon queen from chasing Hipamela and then Gwendoline shot him back.

This suddenly leads to the qiē that we see in front of us.

Brando stood in the night. Looking at the scene in amazement, about 10,000 square meters of ruins, more complete than demolition, as if it was a masterpiece left behind after the directional detonation of the demolition team in later generations, the largest fragment he could see was the fountain that was originally patrolling the vestibule of the cavalry headquarters, and the 'lucky' one only split in half.

The spring poured out of the cracked fountain and filled most of the vestibule. It was as if half of the area of the patrol cavalry headquarters was originally a water town.

"Now Her Majesty the Queen is having a lot of fun, it will cost a lot of money to rebuild, but the people of the empire are rich, but I don't know how she plans to explain this to the people."

Brando couldn't help but gloat a little, and he thought to himself that Gwendoline really didn't spare his hand at all. The powerhouse of the realm of dignified sages dared to go all out in the urban area.

Of course, he didn't dare to confirm whether the other party had all his strength, after all, there was a legend in the past that the sage destroyed most of the city with one blow, but he just hated this feeling of being controlled by others.

If you can't become stronger, you will never be able to control your own destiny.

In this era, he may have stood at the pinnacle of mortals, but compared to those legendary existential zài, he is still too far behind.

Look around. There was no trace of the dragon queen Gwendoline, and he knew that the other party might have thought that he had escaped by some means, so he went to the periphery to search for his whereabouts. Dragons tend to trust their proud physical speed, and it's not once or twice that they make arrogant mistakes because of such delusions.

He was a little worried about Hipamila who had escaped, there was not much time left for Miss Priest at that time, and he didn't dare to confirm whether the other party had escaped from the dragon's perception range, Brando contacted the other party with a psychic connection, but found that there was no response.

His heart tightened at once. I sent several messages in a row, but I didn't expect to receive an unexpected response from Ropar.

This fireclaw lizardman lord was not far from him at the moment. In fact, it's on the outskirts of Queens, just a few blocks from Brando.

Brando asked the latter about Hipamela. After receiving a negative answer, he realized that the other party had left the battlefield before the battle at Hanlu Villa ended.

A glorious warrior in the seat, Ropar doesn't often choose to retreat, but Brando gives him the task of protecting the eldest lady of the Mosaic Collar, and as a qualified protector, it is always the best choice to put the protector in the safest place at the first time.

It arrived early in Queens to join Brando, and it was not until Mayad took over the area that the latter cautiously retreated to the west of Queens, not choosing to clash with the cultists.

Brando didn't expect that this big man, who usually looked a little informal, would have such a careful side, and couldn't help but be very admired, and after affirming the other party's two sentences, he asked:

"Is Fayna still with you, Ropar?"

"There's nothing wrong with Miss Faina, my lord," the Fireclaw Lizardman Lord replied, still with a blank look, "and we've met others. ”

"Others?" Brando was slightly stunned.

"It's Lady Veronica, and the others." Ropar only knew Veronica because he had met him in the Ring of the Trade Winds, but Brando knew from his words that Ropar had met Sidney and his party.

According to Medisa and Hipamela before, there was another great man who should have been with them, and he knew that it was a figure who had once dominated the history of the empire, and who together with the previous emperors had established the order of the empire decades later and to the present day, until their successor, the Silver Queen, completely destroyed this qiē.

But in any case, this person can also be said to be the person who once changed the whole world.

He was the first chancellor of the Empire, the legendary Nedwin.

Brando exhaled softly, he didn't ask why Sidney and the others were only in Queens now, but just whispered to Ropar: "Ropar, you let them wait for me in the same place, don't just take your head." Sue them that Gwendolyn is nearby, waiting for me to join you. ”

"Yes, sir."

Ropar didn't ask who Gwendoline was in the slightest, and didn't seem to care if Brando had the ability to walk to them, it was like a real warrior. Only rigidly executes commands.

But that's it, but it makes Brando feel more at ease.

At least among the uneasy fellows under his command like Mordfeth, Andreg, Charles, and even Miss Priest, there was someone he could command with peace of mind.

Speaking of which, he hadn't heard from them since he ordered Mordface and Charles to split up at the foot of the Colddew Villa, and since seeing the Mother of Nightmare, Brando felt that the psychic connection between himself and his traveling mage creature had become untenable.

Legend has it that the Nightmare are capable of manipulating psychic networks. That seems to be the case now.

Closing the telepathy, Brando exhaled softly.

Cultists, rioting citizens, and the twice-defiled Andersa and Mayad, there is clearly the shadow of the shepherd behind this - and now it is the reappearance of the Wei Clan. The dragon queen also swaggered outside, as if everything had come together for a while.

"It's really eventful, the core of this empire has all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods popping up......"

He couldn't help but sigh.

Brando was actually not lightly injured, the blow of the dragon queen broke at least three of his ribs, and thanks to his current physical strength, if he was replaced by someone else, he was afraid that he would be beaten into flesh by that blow even if he was at the peak of the law.

Such injuries somewhat affected his movements, and although his life was slowly recovering under the influence of the gift of tenacity, the fractures could not be effectively treated. And in order not to arouse the speed of the dragon queen Gwendoline, he did not dare to fly lightly on the roof, so he could only limp down the street with Medisa on his back.

He left the patrol cavalry headquarters first. Then he made his way down an unknown alley behind the fortress, which he had walked once in the previous days, and knew that it led to Sabre Street, which was the closest to Ropar.

After walking on the dark street for an unknown amount of time, Brando suddenly felt a gentle breath on his neck, and he was stunned for a moment. Only then did I react:

"Metisa?"

The little princess of the silver elf gave a soft sigh. "Let me go, my lord." She whispered.

"Is it okay?"

"No problem. I wasn't hurt, but the psychic shock had a particularly strong impact on spirits like me. Not a big deal though, it's much better now. ”

Medisa glanced at Brando, who was carrying her back, and bit her lip, "Your lord, you are much more injured than I am. ”

Brando put her down, and the movement touched the wound in her chest again, and she couldn't help but grin in pain, and Medisa hurriedly supported him, looking at him with silver eyes a little dazed.

"What's wrong?" Brando was puzzled.

"Nothing." Medisa bowed her head.

She blinked, and the bright colors reflected in her silver eyes were brighter than the real moonlight, as if a soft light was reflected in her pupils, and the colors inside were distinct, but the expression was extremely complex.

Just when the latter thought she had nothing to say, the little princess of the silver elf spoke softly, "Your Excellency. ”

"Huh?"

"Miss Akane, she ......"

"What's wrong with her?"

"She's very dependent on you."

Brando was slightly stunned, not understanding why Métissa would speak of this question.

"You should be able to feel it."

Brando was involuntarily silent, of course he could feel it, and in fact, he knew very well in his heart what that kind of emotion meant.

"I think even if I will never get any response or promise from you, she will not hesitate."

"I ......" Brando scratched his head longly, even when facing the dragon queen, he had never felt so hesitant and difficult to decide, only on this question he felt that he was at a loss and had no direction, and could only reply timidly:

"I'm sorry, Métisa."

But the little princess of the silver elf did not show any annoyance and complaint, and she was not even disappointed, but said softly: "No need to say sorry, because for us, it is worth it." ”

"You guys?"

Médisa nodded, but her eyes did not seem to take the matter to heart, and when she spoke again, it seemed as if she were saying something else:

"You're too soft-hearted, lord, in fact, I think Miss Akane should know what you think in her heart, but she doesn't want to hurt you, not even the slightest."

Brando was stunned, he had always thought that it was Akane who couldn't see through it, and he carefully cared for the relationship, just to keep the other party from getting hurt; In his opinion, Akane has been betrayed more than once, and if he gets another indifferent response from himself, he is worried that the other party will 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 Metisa, maybe only the same woman, can understand such a gentle thought.

But he suddenly realized that Medissa was not talking about her mind through Akane.

"Metisa, you ......"

The little princess of the silver elf raised her head and shook her head at him gently: "No need to be like this, lord, I just want to say that I am very happy, no one has ever treated me like this, in fact, I can't understand human feelings very well, because the life of the silver elf is accompanied by battle, and I was born with such knowledge, but I gallop and kill on the battlefield, and I don't feel more fulfilled than I do now." ”

"I think," she whispered, "Miss Akane should be the same." ”

Brando fell silent.

The two of them supported each other in the dark alley, and a ray of moonlight passed through the gap between the eaves, and sprinkled on the stone path, and the swaying light gap was staggered between the two.

It is like a connection of fate, two souls from two worlds, separated by thousands of years of different eras, pulling each other together.

The two of them were so immersed in their own thoughts that even the Blue Sword Saint walked in front of them without even noticing.

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

"It looks like your relationship is better, but it's not good for you to be so merciful, little one of the Daurus family, and my students seem to care about you too."

Brando was startled and looked up in astonishment, only to realize that although he hadn't asked Sidney and the others to pick him up, the group had still come to him.

But his gaze was the first to pass through the crowd, and what he saw was not the stereotypical face of the Lady of the Holy Maiden of the Lion Sacred Palace, but an old and stern face.

He recognized the man immediately.

The only prime minister of the empire, Nedwin.

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