It was early in the morning when Brando and Nimersis returned to the camp, and the sky was already fainting, the stars were fainting, and the sky was pale white. There is a glimmer of gold on the lake, and the first rays of morning light are breaking out of the cocoon beneath the lake.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the forest, they heard a cry of joy: "Sister Nimesis, Brando!" ”

Brando looked up at the voice, and Freya sat on a towering rock in the morning light, the first to see them. She folded her hands around her knees, rubbed her reddened eyes when she saw them, and it looked like she hadn't slept all night, but the worried look on her face was finally relieved.

He smiled slightly, although his mind had not yet recovered from the series of events that had happened last night, but he felt a very cordial and warm feeling when he saw this girl from the countryside of Buchi.

"It's your turn to keep vigil again?"

Freya jumped off the rock, looking a little unnatural, embarrassed to say that she was worried. She nodded, mumbled. But this could not fool Nimesis, and the female knight glanced at her.

The girl's face flushed slightly, and she looked at Brando, "Is it still smooth?" "It is well known that Brando and Nimesis entered the forest to hunt the Crystal Stag, and although most people have not heard of what the Crystal Stag is, they are still a little curious about him returning empty-handed.

In Freya's impression, there was nothing he couldn't do. In her mind, he was both the reserve militia of the inexplicable Buch, and the young noble son who led everyone out of the siege, and later he became the lord of Tonigel, helping Her Royal Highness the princess defeat Anlek and Grand Duke Siphah.

The Lord Count Tonigel in front of her now is already a powerful figure in Eruin's words, even if he is a person like Macaro and Sir Overwell, who used to be high in her eyes, he does not dare to say that he is a head higher in front of him.

The princess trusted him, and there were even rumors outside that he was the upstart of the kingdom. The future minister. But Brando didn't look like a shelf in front of her. It made her feel a little closer.

But she was still not satisfied—the fellow didn't know that he was already a count. In her mind, the Earl should be strict and unsmiling. Therefore, she couldn't help but be a little angry when she saw Brando's hanging appearance. But then he relented and comforted: "It's okay, I think there's still a chance - I, I've seen the map." It will take several days to walk through the Forest of Allasser. ”

Brando watched the future Valkyrie lady speak incoherently in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little amused: "What are you thinking, did I sue you for not succeeding?" ”

"Huh?" Freya froze.

Brando especially liked to see the future Valkyrie lady in a daze in front of her, opening her mouth slightly to show a look of surprise. He continued to smile: "Do you know what I went to hunt the Crystal Stag for? ”

Freya shook her head, she didn't know. The aristocracy was fond of hunting, which she thought was a hobby of luxury. However, it is true that the winter hunting activities in the Golan-Elson region have little to do with the ordinary inhabitants of the Buchi countryside.

Brando smiled slightly, he deliberately surprised the dumb young lady, so Ping held out his hand. With his palm upward, a silver flame rose along his palm prints, slowly weaving upwards. The silver flame resembled a thin thread. They are intertwined in bundles. Form a beautiful spiral.

Freya's eyes widened when she saw this, she was no longer the country girl who didn't know anything - before the War of the Black Roses. In her mind, the most powerful cun zài was probably the cavalry scouts in the story told by the veteran captain Mano. In those stories, the cavalry scouts were able to draw with the pale horsemen of Madara, and the wonderful battles and detours of the enemy line were always fascinating to all listeners.

But then she had come to understand that the most elite soldiers in those legions were no more than the strength of the peak of Black Iron. Even the lord's guard knight is only at the level of silver, which is about the same as she is now. But in just a year and a half, she has already gone one step further than the most longed-for in the past.

It is said that after the autumn twilight of this year, Her Royal Highness the princess will personally canonize their group of cadet knights. Before this, Freya probably never dreamed that she would become a nobleman in her lifetime.

But none of this could compare to her surprise at the moment.

Because the silver flame burning in Brando's hand was none other than the spark of the law, the thread of the law. In Vaynd's world, those who are able to civilize the elements are seen as crossing the boundaries of the mortal world and standing on the path to sages and truth.

These people are all famous in history.

But Brando was only twenty-one years old.

"Brando, this is ......" Freya frowned slightly, her expression was both joyful and worried for Brando. She worries that Brando seems to have taken another step forward, while she still lingers, and she fears that one day she will not be able to keep up with his back and be left far behind.

Brando, though he had said he would stop and wait for her, how long would he wait, and she remembered that he seemed to have said that he couldn't stop and wait for her to move forward endlessly. Freya's heart was complicated for a while.

Brando didn't seem to notice the hesitation in the heart of the girl from Buch, and he only nodded to her encouragingly.

"You're really civilized...... But you ...... I remember the heroes of the History of Eruin, the Duke of Julano, the Lord of the Thorn Flower......" Freya looked at him blankly, as if a being who surpassed the heroes of history appeared in front of her, and for a moment she was a little unacceptable: "Even your grandfather, Daurus, was not as young as you when he was civilized......"

"Anything further, Freya—" Brando took her words.

The young man's confident, even slightly arrogant words made Freya slightly stunned. In the girl's memory, it seemed that Brando, whom she knew, had never been so proud.

Not far away, Laurena and her fiancé Filas stepped out of the camp and couldn't help but stop at the sight. Both eyes fell on Brando.

Of all the people, only Nimesis gave Brando a faint look.

Brando looked at Freya and didn't answer, but the words in her heart seemed to have been hidden for a long time. The Patriarch Eck had founded Eruin. At that time, he was to protect this kingdom. His enemies were the Cruzians. Or the wind elves of St. Osor—"

All those gathered under that glorious banner participated in that war, and the one that the ancient nobles had won was now at their feet.

But to this day. Eruin already has too much suffering. He may have had a strange dream, like Nimesis, of seeing her people fight to the death as the decaying kingdom slipped into the abyss. But in the end, nothing was gained.

As if to make contact with his gaze, Nimesis squirmed uneasily, her slender eyebrows furrowed.

But Brando's gaze had already passed over her, as if through Lake Wallendon. Far to the west, he saw a dark nascent empire rising. This war would be an opportunity for the ruthless Emperor to clear the last stumbling block.

Next, then, its scepter will be pointed at Eruin. The Great Demon Tide is menacing, and what the Crystal Stag Malocha sees is only the tip of the iceberg. The darkness of the whole world is on the verge of moving, after the eternal night. Only then will the real war befall this world.

At that time, how should Eruin deal with himself? That's something history hasn't written before, but at least this time. He wants those who fight to change their fate. Their sacrifice will be more worthwhile. If history forgets those unknown heroes, he will change it.

He suddenly understood. That's his mission. After all, he didn't come to this world to live in obscurity, or to be a visitor again. There are some regrets, but it is enough to experience it only once. He withdrew his gaze, as if he suddenly understood Martha's intentions. Sacrifice is valuable, stemming from people's pursuits and ideals, and they may fail, but they will eventually affect and change the world.

This kind of influence has always remained in his heart.

What the ancestor Eck wanted to change was only the arrogance of the aristocracy, and what he wanted to change was history.

Brando smiled at Freya, "You'll understand, go get the others up, we're ready to go." He kept the last word in his heart - Lord Valkyrie.

Freya looked at him in disbelief, and she was about to turn away, but suddenly seemed to come to her senses. She turned her head and glanced at Brando, "Brando...... I—Can I keep up with you? ”

Brando glanced at the experience crystal left in the portable ring and nodded at her.

"Those who have faith will not be left behind."

Freya was slightly stunned, but then nodded firmly. She suddenly remembered her ideals, as if they were wildflowers blooming in the Buchi countryside, ordinary but tenacious, and even the wildfires of midsummer could not burn them out. The flowers bloom in the pine mountains, and it is impressive.

The girl's wish is equally simple, she wants to protect everyone, so that those memories that remain in peace and beauty will not be invaded by the flames of war.

Brando saw the young girl from the countryside of Buchi turn away. He turned around to see Laurenna and Filas standing aside, the female knight looking at him with admiration.

"Mr. Brando, a man of faith, will never be left behind—is that true?" Her eyes sparkled as she asked in a loud voice.

"If you insist, how can you back down?" Brando asked casually.

"But the reality isn't perfect."

"That's why some people are called heroes."

"You're a hero, Mr. Brando." Brando's words were so straightforward that the female knight was a little surprised.

"If that's the definition of beauty, why not pursue it?"

"I see—" Lorena frowned slightly.

"But I'd rather be a demon king—" Brando continued.

The female knight was slightly stunned and looked at him.

"Because sometimes you have to be the enemy of the whole world."

Laurenna took a deep breath and nodded at him with some admiration. "I hope you'll persevere, Lord Earl." Then she seemed to whisper to herself, "I wish I was too—"

……

The news of Brando's cultural elements finally spread in the convoy. If before that, Brando's swordsmanship had been considered by many to have reached the level of a Juggernaut, but until now, he could be regarded as a true Juggernaut.

Since the last Daurus lived in seclusion, Eruin finally had a second Juggernaut in nearly a hundred years. A young Juggernaut, Brando's prestige in the convoy, especially among the guards, seemed to have reached its peak for a while.

Brando once jokingly mentioned his title - like Gallock the Curious, Nicholas the Blazing. A sword master who has cultivated the elements is already qualified to be honored by the world.

But Nimesis briefly reminded him that in fact he had a well-known name after the battle of Ampesel.

Wolf Shepherd -

Brando the Wolf Wrangler.

On the thin face of the Grand Duke of Anlek, two pairs of tired but already sharp eyes in the sunken eye sockets silently scanned the parchment map in his hand, but the name was repeatedly estimated in his mind.

Months of feedback had already made him aware of the people behind the failure of the entire Ampersel program. This bandit leader from Tonigal, who had previously seemed to be unknown, made his name in Ridenberg, and then rose like a comet.

The other party's methods seem to be crude and unbearable, like bandit-like tricks, and they are not in the eyes of the nobles at all. Even the northern aristocracy once jokingly called the new lord of Tonigel a rustic nouveau riche.

Many people privately envy his luck.

But Enlek may not have thought so much in his heart, how can the grandson of Sword Saint Daurus be so simple? He had seen the Juggernaut himself with his own eyes, and the impression he left at that time still made him feel chilled.

Moreover, he had already noticed some details, and the Lord Count of Tonigal always seemed to be able to anticipate the enemy's opportunity.

A typical example is -

This time he was behind them again.

Grand Duke Enlek frowned, and there was another argument in the distance. He raised his head, and the beautiful female knight seemed to sense the unhappiness of this powerful man who had once been in the upper aristocratic circle of Eruin, and quickly explained in a low voice: "Those hunters don't seem to be willing to go on—"

"They still think there's a terrible curse in the Frosted Forest, and they're fools." The female knight added.

An Lek frowned and replied coldly: "Dejar is really disappointing to me, it only takes one person to lead the way. ”

Sylvia was slightly stunned, but then reacted. She bowed her head and replied submissively, "I see, my lord." ”

The silver knight looked in the direction of the forest and couldn't help but shake his head—some people just didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

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(PS: There are guests at home today, there is no time code word, the code starts at ten o'clock, only 4K.) By the way, I guess there will be a lot of times before the Chinese New Year, so I try to ensure that it is 6K a day. As long as you are free, I will give you 10,000, and today 2K is owed first. It's annoying. )