Even for Eruin today, the White Lions are still a strong force. This is evidenced by the fact that the Marquis of Balta used it to slay the lionmen of Toquinen to the ground in the year of the spring dawn. But he can only satisfy the aristocratic self-sufficiency, and what he wants is a lion with new claws and sharp teeth and a beard.

He pondered for a moment and replied, "Your Highness Princess, I'm afraid I'm not fit for this position right now. ”

The princess looked back at him in surprise. Brando's furrowed brow slowly expanded, and his expression slowly turned into determination. "Why?" She asked, confused.

"Hmm...... Will Her Royal Highness the Princess listen to the truth or lie? Brando looked up, and there was a chilling teal hue in the sky of Ampesel's distant sea, which was only a sign before the next storm. The air was pregnant with the smell of the damp sea, and he walked with Her Royal Highness the princess to the holy white square, the half-elf princess was only a little higher than his shoulders, wearing a long silver dress, the thin satin clinging to the white porcelain-like skin, and the skirt folded up like huge petals perfectly set off the elf's slenderness.

"Honestly, Mr. Brando." The princess's tone didn't sound displeased.

"Well, to tell you the truth, since the ancestor gave the sword to Clentel? For centuries since Melbelen, the White Lion Legion has been the sharpest blade of the kingdom. It is of course a good thing for us to be able to legally obtain the inheritance of this army. But Her Royal Highness also understands, Sir Nevind, Varen? Leleda and the 'left-handed general' wouldn't have accepted a stranger as the new commander of the White Lions, would they? "Brando is talking about the two remaining leaders of the White Lion Legion, Sharp Claw and Lionmane, and the head of the White Lion Blade Knights.

The difference between the White Lion Legion today and the Eck era is that there is no Janissary Legion. It was replaced by the new Praetorian Guard after the return of the previous glorious era, and later became the forerunner of today's Blackblade Legion. The White Lion Legion still has three Guards Legions of Sharp Claw, Lion's Mane and Jude and a White Lion Blade Knights, of which the Jude Guards are led by the Marquis of Balta, and after the death of the Marquis of Balta, the remaining three are actually qualified to succeed as the Legion Commander.

The princess disagreed: "This is the last instruction of the old head of Reald, and Nicholas and the Stephen Knight of the Flame Sanctuary can testify, and they can't object." ”

"But that's the white lion that Her Royal Highness wants? A sword that is only superficially submissive. How is it different from those who are plotting against the North with bad intentions? It doesn't matter who compromises with whom, we want a white lion who is truly loyal to the ideals of the Kingdom. Brando replied, and Her Highness fell silent.

Brando could read the uneasiness in the half-elf princess's heart at the moment. The quarrelsome northern aristocracy could break the peace at any moment. Turn the situation in the north into a pot of porridge - but the key question is how much time Eruin has left in the face of the threat of war, surrounded by a strong enemy. And the consequences of Ampesel's war have undoubtedly amplified this concern.

It would be nice if there were still two or three years of peace, no. Just two years is enough. In Brando's memory, there were still five years before the Second War of the Black Roses, seventeen years before the day when the long night fell and wolves roamed the earth, and Vaynd would never be at peace after that.

But until then, there is still a war waiting for Eruin in the north. If he couldn't appease the nobles of the north, what to do with the golden-maned lion men of Torquinine, Brando also had a headache. Compromise was absolutely unacceptable, the history of the other world was still vivid, and he really wanted to kill all these damn guys with one sword. He couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"So does Mr. Brando have a better candidate in mind?" The two walked to the carriage, and the princess stopped, looked back at him and asked.

"There's one, the daughter of Everton, the Earth Knight."

"Freya?" The princess's voice sounded slightly surprised.

"Yes, Freya. Her Royal Highness the Princess. She was a perfect match for her background and background, and she was also involved in the war, fighting alongside the Marquis of Balta and winning the favor of many in the White Lion Legion. What's more, Lionheart agrees with her, which seems to be more of Ek's favor. Perhaps we should respect Lionheart's choice. Brando said slowly, there was actually some news he had heard from Antitina.

Her Royal Highness listened silently before she finally spoke, "Mr. Brando, I don't want to hide it from you. Your thoughts coincide with that of someone I know well, who has recommended to me Freya to take over the position of Marquis of Balta. ”

"Oh?"

Brando was a little curious, in fact, he had a plan in mind to let Freya lead the White Lion Legion forward, because who better to be in this position than this historical student of Reald, the later leader of the White Lion Legion, and the Valkyrie of Eruin?

But this argument clearly does not convince others. The current Freya is just a country girl from the countryside of Buchi who is not well-known, maybe she is the daughter of the Earth Knight Everton, but this secret is not known to most people, not to mention talent, she is not the most outstanding one in this phase of the Royal Knight Academy.

So who will be the one who will promote this future Valkyrie?

"Nimesis," the princess told him, "you must have seen her, she is the man I trust best, and may be called my dear friend." ”

It's her.

Brando's curiosity deepened, the position of Legion Captain of the White Lions was never an inconspicuous position. So how did the knight named Nimesis take a fancy to Freya?

After all, not everyone in this world has a pair of eyes that can see through the future like him.

For a moment, he couldn't help but think of the intersection with the female knight in the rain. The cold woman whose name he had never heard of in history had almost the same appearance as her senior sister, but her personality was completely different.

He couldn't help frowning, and with a hint of suspicion, he spoke, "I don't know what Lady Nimesis thinks, but I really can't find someone more suitable for this position than Freya, Your Highness Princess." At the heart of the problem is the Lionheart. The White Lion Legion is also bent on retrieving this holy sword in order to regain the value of the White Lion. Coupled with the legacy of Knight Reald, their higher-ups must not have any objections. ”

"On the other hand, the daughter of an unknown Earth Knight Everton may not be more threatening than coming down. In any case, I am also a knight at the side of Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

The princess nodded slightly, as if accepting this Jianyì, "And then?" She asked softly.

"I'm going to have Freya and Carlo lead the team. Make the Royal Knight Academy a base for replenishing the White Lion Legion. The White Lion Legion also needs a group of outstanding young people to support its future, which coincides with the philosophy of the Royal Knight Academy. What's more, for those young people, the White Lion Legion is more than a garrison. Isn't that a better destination? Brando continued. His purpose is actually very simple, what he wants is a brand new White Lion Army, then infiltration and transformation are inevitable. He had no hands on his hands. But the Royal Knight Academy is a great choice.

The half-elf princess frowned, as if she had heard Brando's voice. "But will this really work, and will it cause a backlash from the White Lions?" She asked softly in a nice voice.

"Of course," Brando didn't shy away. But at least boiling a frog in warm water has the advantage of not exacerbating the conflict in the first place. Now it is actually a compromise between the two sides, and the other party has no reason to completely reject them, but he and Her Royal Highness the Princess can't completely control the White Lion Legion at once.

Neither side must have planned to force the other to the point of despair, and if the other party thinks that he and Her Royal Highness the princess are trying to control the future, the other party may only laugh at their naivety.

But laugh at it.

Brando continued: "But if we can complete the unification of the South in a short time, then the White Lions will be even more proud. What can it be? ”

The half-elf princess took a soft breath: "Mr. Brando, your statement is very different from what I heard. But for some reason, I'm more inclined to trust your opinion, but will we be able to complete the reunification of the South in a short time? ”

Brando could see the confusion in the silver eyes of the half-elf princess, and it was not aimed at him. It's for this statement. He replied truthfully: "If the nobles of the north do not cause trouble for us, we will have a chance." ”

He wasn't lying. The Highland Knight seems to have a clear affection for the princess because of his status. The Duke of Viero and the Duke of Golan-Elson, on the other hand, were obviously not keen on the struggle for power and profit, and they were forces that could be won over. In fact, their enemies in the south were only Count Jean Denel and the missing Archduke Anlek, not to mention that Count Denel himself had a deep grudge against Duke Vieiro.

But in this way, the problem comes back to square one. "Does Mr. Brando think the nobles of the North will give us this opportunity?" Her Royal Highness the Princess asked again. It's not that she doesn't understand, it's just that this qiē looks like a dead knot.

Will the nobles of the North give them this opportunity? The answer to this question sounds like a no-brainer, but of course not, and those with bad intentions would like to make a mess of the situation.

But Brando groaned for a moment and gave the exact opposite answer: "I think there will be a chance." ”

The princess looked at him curiously.

Brando was thinking of what the Cruz and Tulaman had said to him before, and perhaps Wood would have surprised him. In any case, the key to breaking the tide in the north is the attitude of the Flame Temple.

"The Sanctuary of Fire may not want Eruin to be caught in a scuffle, Your Highness Princess, we just have to wait and see, this time the Cruz people will give us a satisfactory answer."

"But I don't want to compromise with them, you know that, Mr. Brando."

"We will not compromise with anyone, Your Highness Princess."

Unlike Princess Griffyne, Brando doesn't really have much nervousness or uneasiness in her heart. Because in his opinion, the most difficult and difficult times seem like yesterday, the darkest period of history has been passed, and the future will only get better and better.

And he just needs to identify that goal and go on with determination.

The princess was slightly stunned, but seemed to understand, and she looked at Brando with a glittering gaze. Brando nodded to her slightly—some things are just that simple, it's just a matter of getting caught up in them. Even in the princess's most vulnerable moments, the Temple of Fire did not take advantage of her in the slightest, so could the Cruz people still want to make them bow their heads?

The shape shì has actually been reversed.

A faint smile appeared on Princess Griffyne's face, and she let out a soft breath. Turning his head, he invited in the peculiar jumping, crisp voice of the elf:

"It's a nice day, Mr. Brando, will you come with me, I want to see the rebuilt Port Ampesel."

Brando was stunned.

He felt those beautiful silver eyes looking at him, and the goodwill contained in them was self-evident. But he made a difficulty, on the one hand, it was the invitation of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and on the other hand, it was an equally important arrangement for him.

Before coming out, Brando checked his experience from this war. The harvest can be said to be very rich, especially in the final battle, and the almost average experience of the Titan that Roman took out was counted on his head. But the only problem is that these experiences have now turned a bleak gray.

This represents only one situation.

That is, the experience has reached the upper limit of elemental civilization. What followed was a process he was unusually familiar with, the Elemental Civilizations task.

In fact, the timing was just right, and the Ampesel War was like an important juncture for Brando. After the war, Yiqidu was already on the right track, and as long as the situation in the north was pacified, he would have time to complete this series of tasks of civilization elements.

But there's only one problem.

That is, now that his equipment is in a broken state, he can't wear a whiteboard to complete the task, right? However, repairing equipment, especially magical equipment, was a lengthy task in the game, and he had to prepare as early as possible.

Princess Griffiin seemed to see his hesitation and asked, "Is there any problem?" ”

"Well, I want to go to the workshop area first." Brando replied with some embarrassment.

"I see," the princess seemed to understand, and she thought for a moment, "does Monsieur Brando know the most famous weapons and armor shop in Ampesel?" ”

Lucelia's Weapons & Armor Shop.

The name immediately popped into Brando's mind. Ampesel's most famous workshop for weapons and armor was not run by the dwarves who were best at forging steel, nor by the elves who were skilled in the magical arts.

It's a shop pù opened by a goblin.

This shop pù is very famous in the game, but it is not exclusively open to players, but to the nobility. Only a handful of players with prominent status have enough prestige to enter it, but Brando, who spends his days dealing with the skeleton, clearly doesn't belong to one of them.

He looked up, thinking to himself that Her Royal Highness didn't want to go with him to the tinkling, smoky workshop area all day long.

But Princess Griffiin replied in a pleasant voice, "Please get in the car, Mr. Brando." ”

"Timis, let the carriage go to the Lucelia Weapons and Armor Shop."

Before Brando could react, he saw that the female officer in front of him had personally opened the carriage door for him...... It's a bit slow......