The courtyard was eerily quiet for a while.

Except for the staff lady who gently uttered the short syllable of 'ah' and the businessman's lady who looked around.

Princess Griffiin stared at her brother as if she were staring at an artifact, and the look on her face was so cold that she didn't dare to speak lightly. Brando's hand had even quietly grasped the hilt of the sword under his coat, keeping an eye on the two siblings' every move, he was a little suspicious that His Royal Highness the eldest son of the king was delirious because of the blow, but in either case, he dared to guarantee that as long as the other party dared to do the slightest wrong, he would dare to send the black blade of the Earth Sword into the other party's heart before that.

As for the identity of the king's eldest son, this kind of thing has a meaning in Brando's eyes?

But the eldest son of the king did not make any move, he stood calmly at the center of gravity of the intersection of everyone's eyes, his long hair hanging down naturally, his eyes closed, and there was no trace of tension in his expression - as if he had said 'good afternoon' instead of saying 'please give me the throne'.

"Give me a reason, brother." Finally, like the ethereal sound of a drop of water falling into the bottom of a well, the princess said in such a voice that broke the deathly silence.

However, it was as if a layer of ice had been sealed over her face.

"The reason is simple, Griffi," said the eldest son, "for you need time to unify the south, and south of Ampesel you will find many supporters, and Monsieur Brando, the Count of Toniger, may soon be able to take the place of Count Jean Denel." There are also the less power-hungry Grand Dukes of Lantony and Grand Duke Vieiro, and the Highland Knights will also be on your side because of Mr. Brando, and have a unified south, and at that time, the north will no longer be your resistance. ”

"And what about you," asked Princess Griffyne, "to become King of the North?" ”

"You need someone to help you out of your ways. But it does not hurt the majesty of the royal family. And that's not all. The nobles of the north are more receptive to me than you, because the Siphah family has a natural leadership over them. Besides. Griffiin, there is still a war waiting for us in the north, and I. It can act as a natural barrier for you. It is already clear to you which of a unified south and a war-torn north will win or lose. ”

Brando's heart moved slightly.

He couldn't help but look up, as if to look at the eldest son of the king of Eruin again. Her Royal Highness the Princess was doing the same as her, she raised her head and asked seriously, "If this is a lie...... It's a little too clumsy, brother. ”

"There will always be a war between the North and the South, but it depends on what time it happens. You and I know very well, Griffin. Even the North now has a crippled Blackblade Legion, and the not-so-obedient White Lion Legion, trying to defeat the South. In fact, it is already impossible. ”

Levin replied calmly. Then he listened intently, as if to confirm that Priest Wood was far away. "Will the Flame Sanctuary allow a civil war in Eruin under such circumstances?"

"No, it won't."

"They want you to make such a compromise with the North. It would be better if Eruin would maintain the status quo, as happened after the year of the astrologer. ”

"But—"

"What if you have the absolute strength to sweep the north? Before they have time to protest—"

The dead silence was like dust in the courtyard, leaving the sound of the other thing motionless on the ground.

"With all due respect," Brando finally couldn't help but speak, and he asked as if he had been thinking about it for a long time, "Your Royal Highness, although the Queen and Grand Duke Siphah regard you as a puppet, as far as I know, you are actually involved in this 'game' behind your back?" ”

Levin suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came from.

His sword-like eyebrows narrowed suddenly, and his whole body seemed to suddenly become taller: "You are better than I thought, Mr. Brando, I am glad not to be your enemy." Can you tell me how you came to this conclusion, is it speculation, or intuition? ”

Neither. It's just that the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade. The history of the previous life records about this prince are only a few words, and no one even says his whereabouts. But the naturally curious player is very good at chasing after the wind, and about analyzing Levin? O'Neson? There are many articles about Sifah's personality and life experience.

Some of them are out of thin air, some are speculations, and some are rumors, but as long as this information is linked to His Royal Highness the eldest son of the real existence in front of him, it is very simple to draw conclusions.

"Because of ambition, an ambitious person will not be willing to just become a pawn," Brando felt that he had never been so rational for a moment, as if he had been blessed with a blessing to his soul, and all the speculations he had seen about His Royal Highness the eldest son in the past became the basis for his speech at this moment.

As if he was standing on the shoulders of giants, he raised his head and said calmly: "Since you can find Priest Wood in such a desperate situation and struggle for a glimmer of life, how can you really be at the mercy of others in the first place?" ”

"It's exciting, but it's true." The eldest son sighed: "I have stopped some things, within the scope of my ability. There are some things I would like to see in the actions of the Queen Mother, but I don't necessarily agree with the methods. ”

"Besides, I don't think anyone has any evil in his heart." He replied.

Her Royal Highness wanted to speak, but she suddenly stopped. She glanced at Brando and motioned for him to continue, and Brando understood the trust, and he asked, "So what is your self-interest, and which side are you on?" ”

"As I said, we're standing together. I want to be the king of the north, and you need me to be your barrier in the north. The eldest son of the king had a calm expression.

But Brando watched his expression change closely, and he had a gut feeling that His Royal Highness had not fully confided his true feelings. He subconsciously looked to the side, just in time to see Levin? The maid beside O'Nesen frowned slightly.

She seemed to want to say something, but the eldest son of Wang stretched out his hand to stop him.

"This qiē is just a bubble, you know very well your ending, just want to be the king of the north for a year and a half, is it worth paying for your life?"

"Brother." Princess Griffiin finally couldn't help but speak.

The eldest son smiled and replied, "Griffin." Have you ever tried what it's like to not be in control of your own destiny? I swear. One day I'll take charge of my own path, even if it's for a minute or a second—remember what I said to you during my winter hunt? ”

“…… Eruin is a black forest, and you say you are the wolf. Your choice will be the same as it......" Princess Griffiin remembered for a moment the clip that had been stuck in the snow, and the bloodstain that stained her vision red.

In the year of the astrologer, the scenery when the cold wind blew across the plateau still makes people feel a chill on their bodies.

"Even biting off your own leg. Be free too, for the wilderness is where I belong," replied Levin, baring his white teeth, "and besides, I don't necessarily have to fail. Although the north is full of difficulties, there is always a glimmer of life. Finding a chance to survive in a desperate situation is what I do best. ”

"Griffiin, if you can't beat me, I'll beat you without mercy. Like you, I will not allow Ampesel to remain divided for long. Not for a day. A cold voice echoed in the vestibule.

Even Miss Merchant, taken aback, turned her head and stared at the madman with wide eyes.

The eldest son of the king really seems to be crazy. But at least a classy madman. He bowed to his sister. No one can find the slightest mistake.

Her Royal Highness the Princess thought coldly for a while before she stopped him: "Do you think I don't dare to kill you?" ”

"Yes."

“…… But I won't agree to your request. ”

"And then?" Wang's eldest son was not surprised. Asked with a smile.

Her Royal Highness looked at him quietly.

……

Two carriages streamed out of the manor, and many people waited in the courtyard to board the carriage.

"He's not telling the truth." When Antitina got into the car, she whispered a reminder to her lordship: "At least not exactly telling the truth." ”

"I know, you mean that?" Brando, as always, helped his staff lady into the carriage, which made him look unusual. However, Brando ignored the strange glances cast by his subordinates, and looked up instead and asked.

"I don't know, but I think he's hiding something, intuition."

"Intuition?"

"Intuition is also an experience, my lord." Antitina replied earnestly.

Brando thought about it and felt that there was some truth to it. He looked back at another carriage. The emblem on the carriage was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the color, and he had the same doubt in his heart, His Royal Highness the eldest son was definitely the most calm person he had ever seen since he crossed, and it was unlikely that such a person would tell the truth completely.

But the point is what exactly he is hiding.

He turned his head again and pinched the tip of Roman's nose as he poked his head out, causing the latter to fall back with a 'sigh'. Then he boarded the carriage and said hello to the little prince and the cold-faced princess, before he sat down beside Roman.

Princess Griffiin frowned, as if she was thinking about something.

Brando was probably the only one in the room who understood what was going on in her mind. But he didn't say much, just lifted the curtain and looked out the window. Outside the window, the view of Ampesel was fading into twilight.

Starting today, Levin? O'Neson? Sifah, her brother, would no longer be the crown prince of the Corcova family, and would be appointed by the princess and the temple - he would have a legitimate, new title, the new family of the Sifah.

The new Grand Duke would be appointed to prepare the north for the war against the Lionmans, but in fact he was promised to be king of the north, and everyone would know it.

Although this qiē has not yet been finalized, Brando can already guess what Her Royal Highness's reply will be.

This looks like a compromise with the royal party.

But only a handful of people understand the truth.

Some people may think that Her Royal Highness the princess should be tougher, but some people may also think that this is a more mature political method. But what really puzzled Griffiin was that his brother seemed confident.

No one knows if this was a wrong choice.

But in Brando's opinion, the results were actually quite good. What Eruin needed was not righteousness, but time, and if he was given a little more time, he would have the power to save the kingdom.

And now what the king's eldest son gave them was exactly what he dreamed of. As long as the nobility of the north is no longer ready to move. The princess will be free to clean up the chaos in the south.

What's more, after three years of peace, the enemies that Eruin can face will no longer be limited to the current chickens and dogs.

The eldest son of the king has his plans, but why is it not the case with Brando himself?

Valhalla was the cornerstone of this qiē, and he was incredibly sure of it.

He took one last look out the window at the golden sunset, and in that direction there was a glimmering seashore, as if he could see through the golden clouds the spectacular scenery of the Ring of Trade Winds. Then he lowered the curtain and stopped thinking about these things.

As for what the eldest son really wants, such a history will be left to the future to judge.

At least for Brando.

……

(PS: There is one more more.) ）