Brando thought he was going to prepare the carriage himself, but when he came to the courtyard, a four-wheeled carriage had been parked on the avenue under the trees, and the dark carriage had the exclusive emblem of the fir collar, and the rest of the castle rarely used the carriage for travel, so it was probably for him. He was still a little strange, and who would have known that he was going out - could it be Metisa? Although the little princess of the silver elf was polite, she would never do the work of these subordinates, and he went around to the other side of the carriage, only to see Antitina staying by the door, the staff lady with her eyelids drooping, and a large volume of literature in her hand, obviously waiting for him to arrive.

"Your Excellency is going to Port Gris, and the carriage is ready for you," said Antitina, standing beside the door of the carriage with her hands staggered and placing her skirt above her knees, "There are biscuits and pastries in the drawers of the carriage, which I ordered the kitchen to make, because if you go on the road now, you will not be able to make it to the time for dinner." In addition, there is some information about the recent empire under the table, although it is not much, but I think it will be useful to you. ”

She was still chattering, with a straight face, as if she was reciting a book, but a warm current surged in Brando's heart, and he was still wondering who had arranged the carriage for him, but who else would there be? Who but Antitina could try to keep his messy time in order, frowning and lecturing at him? Advise him to have a regular life and schedule. Except for this girl who is a little quiet at the moment, who is so relaxed that it is almost difficult to remember that she was once also from an aristocratic family and was a well-educated daughter.

It's just her.

"Thank you, Antitina." Brando stood directly across from his staff lady, and Star, still sucking his chubby fingers behind him, smiled as the last breeze of late summer rustled across the castle's canopy. The birds flapped their wings through the sun-drenched branches, and the sound of their wings raising seemed to drown out the whispers of the woodland. Antitina shuddered slightly, she looked up at Brando, her dark eyes containing a complex and bright light, and then silently lowered her head.

"This is what I'm supposed to do," she said, opening her mouth. He complained softly, "If it were Miss Roman, I guess you wouldn't be polite enough to thank her." ”

Brando was surprised to see that her face was red all the way to the base of her neck, as if the words had exhausted all the courage in her body.

He savored the meaning of this sentence, the girl's mind was like a silent song, unconsciously filled with heart, he reached out and held it on the door handle, and staggered with his staff, the two seemed to be unable to see each other, and Brando opened the door. He replied, "Not really." He let go of his hand, straightened up, faced Antitina, and replied earnestly, "But I won't say to her either, get in the car, Miss Staff, and come with me to meet the envoys of the Cruz Empire." ”

For a moment, Antitina stood there in a daze.

The late summer winds seem to be too loud. The clouds swayed slowly in the clear blue sky, and time seemed to turn back for a moment.

A teasing smile appeared on the corner of Brando's mouth: "Do you want me to help you get into the car?" Lady? ”

"No, no need...... "Miss Staff lowered her head, as graceful as a swan, but she felt her face hot: "There are still many things in the territory, there are a lot of Wen Jiàn I haven't dealt with yet, I, I'm still not going, I'll leave it to the lord......"

"Don't you have these texts? We took care of it in the car, and there was still half a day to go from here to Port Gries, and we had time. The scenery of Tonygel's late summer and early autumn is extremely beautiful, I want to see this land that belongs to us, you can accompany me. Brando interrupted. He opened the car door, and Antitina was still a little hesitant, but the heavy sweetness in her heart finally overcame the reserve, and she sat down with her head buried.

She finally understood that the lord had felt her heart.

That's enough, for Antitina, for her, that's enough. The girl's hands were almost cramped on her knees, her skirt was clutched tightly, her head was about to be buried in her chest, she had never expected to go further, and now she was fine. Brando then got into the car, and Starr squeezed up with a dead face, and the three of them in the carriage did not speak, and there was a faint fragrance in the quiet air, both the incense of late summer and the thoughts of a girl.

The carriage gurgled and slowly passed the castle gates, crossed the drawbridge, crossed the thriving streets, and after leaving the fir city, it gradually transformed into a long pastoral landscape, rolling hills, green fields, distant woods, windmills, and shining rivers. Horse-drawn carriages pass through lush boulevards and cross stone bridges paved with white stones, and the landscape of Tonigel has long been a coherent picture.

Brando sat by the car window, silently watching this qiē, his heart filled with a comfortable warmth.

In this world, he is no longer alone.

There are many, many people who live because of him, he also lives because of many people, people need each other, civilization exists because of such bonds, warmth, love and family affection, like a steady stream of voices in the blood, knocking on everyone's heart. It lasts forever and endlessly, and Milos and Cohua have asked the same question, what is the true meaning of the existence of this dark, obscurantist, and humble civilization and order? It is neither as glorious as the pre-ancient times, nor as majestic and unyielding as the Silver Age, but perhaps the answer lies in this.

Because of goodwill.

with hope.

……

Grissharbour is long gone, and nostalgic people can hardly find a taste of the past here, but no one is noisy, and now the harbor has fifteen snow-white trestle bridges deep into the blue bay, and the bay shore has long been dug deep to moor those big ships with snow-sailed sails. Neat cobbled streets run north, west, north and south, and caravans laden with goods divide the new port into well-shaped shapes, just like Fir City, the dilapidated shacks have long since been demolished and replaced with beautiful permanent buildings, and the red roofs are now a symbol of the city, except for some areas of the port near the woods to the north where traces of the fishing village of the past can be found.

The Shepherds of Buchi, a hostel run by Roman's Chamber of Commerce, is arguably the only official hostel in Port Gries, but this hostel in the downtown area is not as crowded as other places. Only merchants with the permission of Count Tonigel were allowed to stay here, and occasionally Métisa and Antitina, or others from the castle came to stay in the port, so the inn was more of an official post house than a commercial clubhouse.

But the inn has had a lot of guests over the years, but these guests are different from the past, most of them are blonde and blue-eyed. Although courteous to others, it is inevitable that the nose grows on the forehead, and it is difficult for the Eruin to appreciate the Cruz attitude towards foreigners, although this attitude is sometimes not the result of the heart, or rather a habit of accumulated pride.

But in the words of the innkeeper, a veteran of the Bronze Dragon Mercenary Regiment, that's enough. Now the boss, who was not in a good temper, simply declared that he was sick and handed over all the qiē in the hostel to his subordinates to take care of, and he hadn't appeared for more than a week.

When Brando's carriage stopped at the door of the hostel, it was such a scene.

He saw Miss Scholar at the door. Shiduo was sketching on the side of the street with a drawing board, she seemed to feel new to everything here, and Tonigel's scenery did give her a different experience. In particular, she had heard that a year before it had been a deserted fishing village, with no more than a hundred and ten people coming and going, and that the inhabitants could see noble knights in fresh clothes and angry horses all year round, most of whom were tax collectors from the fir realm, and such descriptions were not surprising to her, as was the case in every place in the book described in Eruin.

But Count Tonigel gave her a different story about the kingdom.

Several young knights volunteered to serve as flower messengers around the young lady. Most of them knew Brando, though they were closer to Nimesis and Freya. But they still came up to say hello. As a Cruz man, this attitude is already very rare, if the owner of the Shepherd's Inn is here, he must have stared at him at this moment, and worship him as a lord even more, saying that he will not be able to throw himself to the ground.

Brando asked with a smile. Antitina followed him, a little surprised by her lordship's reputation among the Cruz, but she at least knew more than the people below, so she wasn't too inexplicable. It's Shiduo, who puts down her paintbrush when she sees Brando. stood up and saluted him respectfully; Brando was slightly stunned, because he saw that Miss Scholar was holding the etiquette of a student to a teacher, and if the young people of the Knights of the Folding Sword could be said to be polite to those who had fought side by side, but this etiquette was a bit grand and inexplicable.

He couldn't help but look at Shiduo.

Shiduo politely and earnestly explained: "My mentor has said that the master is the teacher, and the conduct and deeds of the Earl can be a model for the nobles of my generation, and this time when I return to Cruz, I will definitely tell my teachers what the Lord has done." At least now I understand that the glory of the ancient nobility has not disappeared from this land, and that what the benevolent Eck took from the empire and guarded is still taking root in this soil. ”

Brando saw the serious light in her determined eyes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook her head, this noble lady was still as simple and innocent as ever, but it still made people angry, not to mention that he blushed a little, and his words were a bit ridiculous.

Although he was happy to see this qiē, some of the qiē that happened in this land did not come from his own heart, and when he was impulsive and angry, he never thought about such a long-term thing.

He shook his head, at this time Lenarat appeared at the corner of the stairs leading to the hall on the second floor of the hostel, he walked down and glanced at this side, as always, he didn't say much, but Brando already understood that this might be Veronica's meaning, and at this time, the only person who could stay with the female legion captain was probably this Royal Highness, and maybe Shiduo, but this scholar lady didn't look like an idle character. He hurriedly said goodbye to the others and followed.

Without saying a word, Lenaret led the way in front of him, led him to Veronica's room, and when he opened the door, Brando was startled because there was another person in the room besides Veronica.

But he also recognized this person, bald-headed, bearded and one-eyed, this physical feature was too conspicuous - this was Mangrove, the captain of the Black Legion, the marshal of the Empire in the Third Holy War. Brando almost didn't scold her mother, what the hell were the scouts under her hand doing. Let such a big fish touch his territory inexplicably, and he didn't even know it, this is one of the four major army commanders of the empire, and his strength can be said to be higher than Veronica, second only to his current teacher Mephistopheles, a person of his level is like a nuclear weapon in the empire. Now the nuclear weapon is under his nose, but he doesn't know it.

He couldn't help but glance back, Antitina's face was also a little bad, and she obviously recognized the other party, which showed that she didn't get the news at all.

"Brando, you're here," Veronica finally noticed Brando and the staff lady behind him, who was sitting opposite each other with Mangrove holding a pipe. The fire in the pipe was bright and dark, and it was swallowing clouds and spitting fog, so the house was also smoky. Brando frowned, but immediately understood what was going on, a person like Veronica, who actually had a slight cleanliness habit, with her status, was able to endure it, and Mangrove was indeed her old-timer. Second, there must be something more important that caught her mind, and she was not in the mood to worry about these little things.

Veronica seemed to notice Brando's face. Immediately understood what Brando was thinking, she first motioned to His Royal Highness the eldest son to close the door, so that only Brando, Antitina and the two legion commanders were left in this hut; Brando felt the door slam shut behind him, and wondered what had happened, even Lenariter couldn't sit in to listen. He felt that the situation was beyond his imagination, and calmed down a little. Wait for Veronica to speak first.

"Brando, this is—forget it, I see you've recognized it, so I won't go into any more introduction," the female captain said halfway through. Sighing, feeling a little helpless about Brando's precautions, she looked at him deeply: "I always feel that you are very concerned about the empire, and you have a very strong sense of prevention about us, although I don't know why, but this time you can rest assured, Mangrove came here through some special means, and even the Temple of Flame has been hidden, and it is reasonable that you didn't notice it." ”

Brando watched Mangrove keep staring at the map of Cruz on the low table, and didn't look at it, which was in line with the consistent behavior of the Cruz nobles, especially his identity, naturally it was impossible to give him a good look for the Earl of Eruin. He glanced at Veronica again, the female legion's explanation made him feel a little better, after all, if he had even concealed the Flame Temple, then it was not a big deal to deceive his eyeliner, he couldn't be arrogant enough to think that his scouts were better than the Flame Temple's surveillance network.

However, Veronica's words made him smell a heavy sense of crisis.

Mangrove is an important representative of the military faction in the Cruz Empire, what kind of big things happened within the empire that made a figure like him take such a big risk to go to Tonigel alone to meet with Veronica, and even hide it from the Sanctuary of Fire. Brando's mind suddenly became chaotic, and the first thing that came to his mind was that the clerical and imperial factions were at war? Did the Cruz Empire start a civil war?

That's great, it's a godsend for Eruin, and it's an indisputable fact that the weaker the Cruz, the less pressure Eruin will have.

However, Brando shook his head, thinking that there would probably not be such a pie in the sky in this world, and Cruz had only been in the position of the imperial power in a hundred years since the current empress's father regained the power of the empire from the clerical faction with the help of the prime minister, and the position of the imperial faction was still very secure. And the Temple of Fire doesn't look like such a rat-eyed existence, openly rebellious, that is the state religion of the entire Cruz cultural coverage area, that is, there are one or two brainless people at the top, and most of the others will stay awake, and Brando remembers that the person at the peak of the power of the Temple of Fire seems to be 'Wise Vala', and that person's words are absolutely impossible for his subordinates to still make this kind of oolong.

But it is possible that Her Majesty the Empress.

Brando didn't know much about the Cruz's Empress, and to be honest, he was more familiar with Lenaret, the future emperor of the Cruz Empire, and that Empress, despite her toughness and the nickname of the Iron Queen, was in fact a little too rigid in her style. However, she has not been in power for two years in history, and this time Lenarat will soon become the real crown prince after returning, and then ascend the throne, and the Cruz Empire will enter a considerable period of ascent, which is also the beginning of the tragedy of Eruin.

So which one is this singing now?

Brando looked at the two famous figures in history in front of him, and suddenly felt as if there was something wrong with the whole history.

……

(PS: The second chapter of this week's weekend, I hope you all have a good weekend, and by the way, roll around asking for a monthly pass~) (To be continued......)