Brando was silent and did not answer. Of course, Grand Duke Anlek will come, and this is a good show he has planned, assassinating Her Royal Highness, who has gradually escaped his control, and regaining control of Prince Haruzer to control the government - no, in this case, Princess Edith. Brando glanced back at Haruzer standing beside him, and the little prince stared up at his sister in another time and space, the look on his face like a cloud.

Her Royal Highness the Princess's expression was more indifferent, she looked at Haruzer, and there was a very complicated meaning in her pale silver eyes. "You, me, and Eruin have been through a lot since I escaped from the Palace of Kinten with you in the year of flowers and summer leaves, and you have grown up, Bedis, it's time to take responsibility."

"Sister, I ......"

Princess Griffiin stretched out her hand to interrupt him, and she turned to Brando, "Mr. Viscount, I want to speak alone with Bedith for a while. ”

Brando thought for a moment, this is just the tip of this dream, it doesn't make much sense for him to stay here, the only way to leave here is to make up for Viscount Kader's regrets, he has to find more clues from the dream scene, so he nodded and said to Haruzer: "Edith, you stay here, Her Royal Highness the princess and you haven't met for a long time, I'm waiting for you in the hall outside." ”

"Kadr......" Haruzer looked back at his teacher, his immature eyes full of panic and unease, but in the eyes of Princess Griffiin, it seemed to be a lover's reluctance. She shook her head imperceptibly and sighed slightly, "Let Mr. Viscount be alone for a while, you still have a long time, Edith." ”

Haruzer's face turned red, because he was misunderstood, he was still a boy. However, he couldn't explain it, so he could only look at Brando with pleading eyes. Brando whispered to him, a secret word from the Tree Elves—he had done this in his previous life, and naturally taught it to his only student—Brando told Sù Haruzer to let him stay here. Gathering Information. Then join him.

The little prince still had a uneasiness on his face that had not yet subsided, but when he saw Brando's gesture, he suddenly remembered their intentions, and he tried to take a breath, and finally calmed down. She' nodded at him.

Brando's gaze returned to Princess Griffine, or the shadow of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess in his memory. He was fully aware of the weight of this shadow in his heart, and she had truly changed the value orientation of so many people.

Her Royal Highness, who has fully shouldered the kingdom, has a unique charm, just like the temperament that is as calm as a lake in her memory, but under the surface of the lake is a strong force like the sea. She stood there, yet independent of the world. She watched the kingdom with a calm, wise gaze, and she had spent her life restoring it from decay, and finally watching it ruin.

In the last days of her life, the eldest princess often thinks quietly alone, but what is she thinking?

Is it regret? Is it reminiscence? Or is it arranging a qiē back road with a calm mind?

The aristocrats who once supported her finally stood against her, and the only ones who supported her were the players, as if it was a great irony that a group of historical passers-by had feelings for a fictional character.

But Her Royal Highness the eldest princess always just watched this qiē quietly. Quietly completed his mission. She understood her fate from beginning to end, and accepted it calmly, as if she were just reading a book with words. But she eventually left the seed for Eruin, the cowardly and incompetent prince who grew up under her wing and finally took responsibility.

This is the land where she was born, but she was raised under the indifference of the aristocracy, and what made her selflessly want to change this qiē. Is it just because of a noble ideal?

Brando pursed her lips. He doesn't have lofty ideals, just like all players - though the dreams of the Ancestor Eck have made every Eruin player's blood boil and pass on such oaths. But are their feelings really fighting for the people at the bottom? And how many people really have the sentiments of revolutionaries? Reality can't, let alone in a game. The players are just describing a picture of romantic chivalry in their hearts.

And so he is. The yearning for the heroic plot and the special feelings for Her Royal Highness the princess and the Valkyrie have brought him to this point, and he has never forgotten his true heart, carefully so that he will not fall into his own justice. What he is looking for in his heart is actually still the vow that the senior sister said to explore the end of the world together. It's just a small and even ridiculous wish.

But it is precisely because of this that true self-sacrifice in this world can be so holy and respectable. Brando bowed deeply to Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, regardless of class or role, as if to worship the ideal of pursuing a beautiful belief and innocence in his heart.

Then he looked back and felt the past vanishe in his mind. It was a special feeling, as if relieved that the past was gone and that a new future remained.

Brando walks outside the garden with a feeling that is both relaxed and heavy, only to see Black Tea waiting for him there.

Seeing him, Black Tea straightened up from the pillar: "You really came out, Lord Viscount." ”

"Are you waiting for me?"

"I think Her Royal Highness must have something to say to her sister, don't you? They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Her Royal Highness hadn't informed anyone else that Princess Edith would come, and no one knew about it except us! Black Tea giggled, and replied somewhat ostentatiously that her appearance was almost exactly the same as in Brando's impression.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess trusts you very much."

"That's because we can be trusted—the nobles are now on the side of Archduke Enlek, and they want Her Royal Highness to stop those reforms, but in the final analysis, it's just because the princess's actions hurt their interests." Black Tea snorted with some dissatisfaction.

The history is so similar, it's almost exactly as Brando remembers. But he cared about another answer, and he asked, "But no matter what kind of reform, it is beneficial to the people at the bottom, and there will always be people who will still support Her Royal Highness." ”

"Them?" The girl gritted her teeth: "If those people are really reliable, how can Her Royal Highness the princess fall to the current situation." Her Royal Highness can sacrifice herself for them, and is anyone willing to sacrifice their lives for Her Royal Highness? ”

How familiar was this argument, and didn't he think so before? No, or maybe this itself was his subconscious thought, which was just spoken through the mouth of black tea in his memory. Why is that? Is it really as black tea later said indignantly. Human nature is inherently selfish? He was also disappointed by it. Leaving Eruin, who had been reduced to ashes, he made his way north, but he was just wandering through the game world like a lonely ghost.

But this time, Brando hesitated and said, "Maybe there's another reason." ”

Hearing his answer, Black Tea raised her head and looked at him carefully. She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking like a feline before the hunt: "Actually, that's not what you think in your heart, right?" ”

"Huh?"

The girl smiled slightly, and said a little incomprehensibly: "Because I see confusion in your eyes." Also, you and we are the same kind of people. Even though you're just an NPC, I can smell the same smell in you as we do. ”

This sentence made Brando's heart palpitate.

"You're the same kind of person as us, and even though you're just an NPC, I can smell the same smell in you as we do—'

This is not black tea, she is not so smart, this is his self-questioning and answering in his heart. No, more than that, it's Kadeer's self-torture. Brando had a vague sense that he had grasped something—what kind of answer was the knight who had lost his reputation and memory looking for from him?

The two of them walked into the main hall of the banquet. As the bodyguard responsible for the security of the Kinten Palace, and having the full trust of Her Royal Highness the Princess Regent, the members of the Crimson Traveler were able to enjoy the banquet unhindered. As for Brando, he was originally an invited guest.

At the heart of the banquet is a huge dance floor. Countless aristocrats gathered around this circle, chatting with each other in twos and threes, they only had their own circle of friends, but occasionally entered other circles to greet familiar or only one-sided guests. Banquets were an important means of communication for the nobles, and many enemies and allies were born from such banquets.

Huge ornate chandeliers illuminate the entire hall. Everywhere Brando's eyes came into view, as if the kingdom was not in the slightest sign of the glorious light, but he had seen it before, and now it was just a revisit.

He aimlessly weaves through the crowd, subconsciously trying to find out Anlek and his secret killers. In reality, Anlek gave him a huge problem, but he didn't expect that he would continue to be his enemy in the dream world, this guy is really hateful in Brando's mind.

But Brando also pays attention to every detail around him. Viscount Kadeer's memories were shattered in the midst of this vast dream, and any detail could trigger his memories of the past, thus driving the scene in the dream to change. The hard work paid off, and soon, he found some changes.

The clock in the middle of the hall pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, two hours behind the time he remembered the feast begining; From the floor-to-ceiling arched windows on the north side of the Kinten Palace, you should see the palace complex and the vast gardens, but Brando stopped there and saw only the dense forest, and the sky was pitch black.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and a scorching stench that seemed to burn something.

The scale of the clock, the forest outside the window that did not match his memory, the strangeness in the air, Brando guessed that these were probably the memories of Viscount Cadell during his lifetime. He was able to retrieve these memory fragments, indicating that they must be the more critical memories in his heart, which was very impressive, so Brando also silently remembered these points.

Then he stepped back, but unexpectedly ran into someone.

"Ouch." A childish voice shouted. Brando felt the man hit him headfirst on his waist, it was supposed to be a child, and he judged that the other person should be carrying a plate of food, because he heard the sound of ding-dong dishes falling to the ground.

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(PS: Carvin, ah, ah, ah, ==, insist on one more first.) We must find a way to finally pull the average for this month to 6-7K per day, and when it comes to doing it, it is hateful. )