The stars are like dust.

One by one, the silver-robed wizards disappeared behind the light gate, and Tulaman looked at Brando, who was staring at him with his hands propped up on the side of the ship, leaning forward, and smiled, and then turned and stepped into the light gate; He was the last Bujia to leave, and the ring light gate on the bridge turned clockwise behind him, then quickly shrunk into a point of light that slowly fell to the ground like a cloud of dust.

At night, the port of Rune, after the fierce fighting of the day, looked devastation, and there was no one in the silent city at this time. The port of Rune was already small, except for the nobles who were reluctant to give up their own property, most of the commoners had already left and fled in the early days of the war, and the remaining refugees had already been arranged by Brando's Eruin envoys to the ship. The Cruz nobles were quite dissatisfied with the fact that these civilians also had to occupy their limited survival resources and space, and they had long quarreled, but Brando didn't bother to pay attention to these people, this belonged to Valhalla and his fleet, and he didn't need to pay attention.

The silver fleet hung over the dock like a school of fish, and frigates of all sizes surrounded several capital ships that were significantly larger, and in the center of the entire fleet was the flagship Akhenaten. Under the clear starlight, the sailors pulled the cables at the sound of the first mate's orders, and the silver sails were puffing up, Brando listened to the sound of such orders, and his heart was calm, and he saw on the deck, Marjorie, a non-commissioned officer from Yanirasu, directing the sailors to roll the barrels full of fresh water and food off the deck.

Instead of being retracted, the gangplank leading to the bridge on the side of the ship was added, and a certain lady, who had always regarded herself as Eruin's business ambassador, stood on the edge of the gangplank, wearing a thick fur coat. She was still wearing a mink shawl and a cute round hat, she seemed to be unable to stand the biting cold wind in the sky, and rubbed her hands vigorously, and her bare face was frozen red.

But even so, she earnestly admonished the sailors around her: "You are so clumsy. It's really worrying. Be careful later, it's a truly noble and elegant lady, don't frighten anyone! ”

"No problem, Miss Roman."

"Yes, eldest lady, you should go under the cabin first, if you freeze out three long and two short, the lord will be angry again later." Unfortunately, the sailors were well acquainted with the temperament of the eldest lady, and were not at all afraid, but replied with a smile.

"Don't don't talk nonsense. Your lord, he has a good temper, so he won't get angry. Roman hurriedly retorted, having said that, she still glanced at Brando's side with a weak heart, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that the latter looked absent-minded. She patted her chest, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry: "If you talk nonsense, I'll arrange for you to wash the deck!" ”

The sailors then giggled and shut up.

Brando waited until the eldest lady turned around. Only then did he retract his gaze and couldn't help but shake his head and smile. But there was a faint realization in my heart.

The Bugas and the Four Temples have realized their mistake, because it is impossible to achieve righteous ends by means of deception. If the direction is deviated from the beginning, the goal achieved will only bear bitter fruit. But is Her Majesty the Queen, who stands on the opposite side of the four temples, correct? Brando doesn't think so.

Because of the Buga. The dragons and the four temples are at least true of one thing: madness can only bring order to its demise, it is impossible to bring new life in the ruins, no one is qualified to decide the fate of others, and no one is qualified to drag this world into war; Blood cannot bring about revolution, it can only evoke infinite hatred.

"Maybe I don't know how to stand on the side of justice."

"But at least I know. What are the beautiful and precious things in this world? ”

"I also know how to use my sword as a knight." Brando muttered to himself, "So the Queen is indeed drifting away on the path of paranoia. ”

A black carriage appeared on the bridge like a ghost, and it drove silently towards the Akhenaten before coming to a halt near the gangplank. Although the sailors were not in shape when they marched forward, they were in good spirits at this moment, because the carriage was escorted by three Valkyries—these female knights on flaming horses, spears in hand, and battle armor had already shown their amazing strength in the battle in the afternoon, and there were still people in the envoys who needed their protection? Everyone was shocked.

Not only these sailors, but also the nobles who saw this scene on various warships near and far were subconsciously puzzled, and most of them immediately turned their eyes to the flagship - the mysterious Earl had already boarded the ship, so who could be in the carriage? Could it be that Her Royal Highness the princess of Eruin has come herself?

Even the members of the envoys looked at each other, and Oni couldn't help but bump Marjorie's arm with her elbow: "Have you seen Princess Magdal?" She asked. The young non-commissioned officer shook his head: "She's on the boat, on the boat with Judy. ”

"What about the eldest lady of the Yanbao family?"

"Miss Dilferry? I just saw her. ”

"Who could it be, is it really Her Royal Highness the Princess?" Duke Viero's daughter frowned, bit the tip of her fingernails very rudely, and said, she is the kind of woman who has a particularly strong desire to control, and every time something unexpected happens, it will make her feel very uneasy.

"You're thinking too much, Miss Oni." Marjorie was very calm, he glanced at the former, and replied indifferently.

The carriage stopped on the edge of the gangplank, and then the door opened, and Yuta jumped out of it, and the people who saw this scene were slightly stunned at first, and then recognized that this was the female lieutenant of the Count of Eruin, and there was someone who asked her to take care of it personally, and everyone's curiosity could not help but rise a little more. They stared at the carriage as if they had been waiting for a long time, and finally a man slowly stepped down from it.

But it's a man.

"Ahh When Oni saw the man, she was so frightened that she almost cried out.

On the other ships, the Cruz nobles looked at the man as if they had seen a devil. Some of them have a slightly worse psychological element, but they directly take a few steps backwards. If you're unlucky, you step into the cable and sit on the ground. Rao is like this, they have not yet come to their senses, and their faces are as white as a piece of paper, completely faded from blood.

Count Alcons was frowning, taking out his pocket watch from under his clothes to see the time by moonlight. But at this moment, as if enchanted, he stood there fixedly, and he didn't even realize that the pocket watch in his hand fell to the deck with a bang, and the glass cover shattered.

"What's wrong?" Marjorie seemed to realize that the atmosphere around him was a little different, and he asked the duke's daughter beside him.

"It's him......" Oni was fighting with her upper and lower teeth, and although she tried her best to restrain this humiliating feeling, she still couldn't stop making a gurgling sound: "It's that person, the head of the regiment is actually with him." No wonder...... No wonder there is so much to fear......"

If in the history of the empire, there is such a person who can make all the nobles in the empire smell and change, and there is a person whose appearance is well known to everyone in the empire, but even so, the powerful Cruz Empire for a hundred years still has nothing to do with him, then this person will only have a name, a title.

His name is Mephistopheles, and his title is the Grey Blademaster.

Mephistopheles slowly stepped out of the carriage. This is an extremely elegant middle-aged man, who is used to living a privileged life in the first half of his life. The aura of the fallen nobles was imprinted on him like a label, as if he was a prince wandering in another country, making him the focus of everyone's attention wherever he went. Dressed in a pitch-black trench coat, the famous gray sword was on his back, and his face was a little resolute, but the most striking thing was the star-like eyes. Mephistopheles raised her head and glanced at everyone in the fleet, sending a chill down the shoulders of every Cruz person present.

Time seems to have frozen.

Jutta and Mephistopheles boarded the boat, and they walked across the gangplank to Brando's side. Brando looked at the two men and couldn't help but exhale lightly. smiled: "I'm sorry for you, teacher, I didn't expect to involve you." ”

The Gray Sword Saint looked at his students, this time the envoy, he had actually been following behind the envoys, acting with the Valkyrie and the puppets of the Bujia people, originally according to the original arrangement, it was not suitable for him to show up on this mission, unless it was the most critical moment. But he didn't expect the plan to change quickly, and after Brando asked Juta to tell him about the plan before, he only thought about it for a moment, and then there was the above scene.

Mephistopheles knew that his student was trying to use his own sign to pull the flag, but he didn't think about it, first of all, he was very happy with Brando, his only student, and secondly, he never wanted to hide his head in front of the Cruz.

Before he had even stepped into the Extreme, the Empire could not do anything to him, let alone now.

Therefore, he just responded lightly: "You just do it, you are my student, and I will naturally stand behind you." ”

Brando was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but be a little moved, he looked at this weathered middle-aged man, who was also his cheap teacher, although the relationship between the two was one of master and apprentice in his mind, it was inevitable that there was a transaction in it. After all, from the very beginning, this relationship was maintained by equivalent exchange, but I didn't expect that after going through so much, the other party seemed to really treat himself as a student, he nodded slightly, and replied in a deep voice: "I understand, teacher." ”

Mephistopheles still looked unsmiling, and only bowed her head, "I went down first, and it was unpleasant to see these hypocritical Cruzians. ”

Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly, now the world thinks that he, the Count of Valhalla, is bold enough to dare to slap the face of the Cruz Empire, but he didn't expect Mephistopheles, the old enemy of the Empire, to be even more arrogant, even if it was him, he didn't dare to cut the face of the Cruz people in front of him like this for no reason. You must know that the Earl of Orcons is not far away now, and although Mephistopheles is talking to him alone, his voice is not small at all, and he thinks that he deliberately said it to the other party.

But this is nothing, what is outrageous is that those Cruz nobles who are invincible, always complaining about this and that, as if they have aphasia, are stunned and bow their heads one by one, pretending not to see this scene.

Although the Earl of Orcons had a blue and white face, he did not dare to say more than half a word.

What is deterrence, this is deterrence.

Brando watched Mephistopheles walk off the deck, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart. I don't see him, the teacher said this when he saw the elder of the blue beauty army in the sky, it was really hypocritical. But when he thought of this, he thought that he hadn't heard about Veronica for a while, and that lady, although she was from Cruz, was one of the few people he respected, and he couldn't help but be a little worried for a while.

It was only then that the black carriage boarded the Akhenaten under Roman's arrangement. The sailors could not help but wonder: "Miss Roman, don't you say that there is a noble and elegant lady in the carriage, that does not look like a lady?" ”

"Why are there no ladies?" Miss Merchant, "Don't you see? ”

"Miss, you won't say Juta-sama, will you? Isn't she the mercenary leader, an elegant lady of noble birth? The sailors suddenly clamoured: "Merchants have to be trustworthy." ”

"Of course, we have to talk about credit, but the loopholes in the text can also be drilled, can't they?" Roman smiled.

"Cut." For a while, there were sudden boos.

Miss Merchant, however, didn't care at all, and told the sailors to put away the springboards before coming to Brando. Triumphantly made an 'OK' gesture.

Unmoved, Brando pinched the tip of her little nose and said to Yuta on the side, "Are all the things loaded onto the ship?" ”

Yuta nodded: "The puppets and gargoyles have already been loaded into the ship, but Lord Lord, there are not many gargoyles left, if the dragon beast attacks again......"

"They're definitely coming back, and it's Modesti behind us, and I know her personality very well." Brando glanced at the Great Plains at night. Scattered stardust dotted the pitch-black curtain, but the most dazzling of them all. It is also the constellation of Bahamut, the dragon king of the eastern sky, and on the edge of this majestic star map, it is pitch black, and it is said that before the battle of the Sages, it was the constellation of the dark dragon.

It's been a millennium.

"Hmm," Roman frowned. With her head held high, she desperately wanted to get rid of Brando's clutches, but how could she, a poor little witch, be the opponent of Brando, a warrior. After a while, he looked at the hateful fellow with tears in his eyes: "Brando. If you don't let go, I'm going to bite you. ”

As if to strengthen the persuasiveness of this threat, the merchant lady also showed her small white and sharp tiger teeth.

Brando smiled slightly, and then let go of his hand, and the latter quickly took a step back, rubbing his reddened nose, and stared at the guy vigilantly.

"Can they catch up with us?" Juta asked, looking at the young couple with interest.

"Yes, the drakes are much faster than the oldest frigates, plus we're carrying refugees." Brando replied.

"Then if we set sail now, won't they catch up with us at sea?" Jutta frowned.

"It's okay." Brando secretly thought that Modesti might personally join the battle after learning of the Buga intervention, but he calmly replied, "They can't stop us, Juta, you go and inform Charles and Marjory that they go to the drawing room, by the way, and the fat man." ”

Juta nodded and was about to leave, but Brando stopped her again, "Wait." ”

"What's wrong?" The mercenary captain looked back in confusion.

"Juta," Brando hesitated for a moment before asking, "I remember you seemed to know my grandfather." ”

Juta was slightly stunned, and then she reacted, her eyes couldn't help but light up, and she replied with some reverence: "Yes, my lord, how can there be anyone in Eruin who does not know your grandfather. Lord Darus, in that era, he was one of the two walls of the kingdom, but ......" She looked at her lord with some appreciation, thinking that this was probably the so-called family inheritance of the nobles, both generations of grandparents and grandchildren, they were so good.

But why do some nobles decay from generation to generation? It's not the first time she's been puzzled about this question, she just can't think of an answer.

"But what?"

It seemed to take a long time for Jutta to make up her mind to continue the question, and she replied, "But my lord, I was not born when your grandfather became famous, in fact...... In fact, I met him after he went into seclusion. She looked at the young man in front of her and replied, "You know, it's near Pragues, and in fact I saw you at that time."...... ”

"What!?" Brando was stunned, he never dreamed that he would have such a relationship with the mercenary leader.

“…… Your Excellency remembers that I once told you about my past," Yuta's voice couldn't help but lower as she recalled what had happened before, "My sister and I were adventurers at that time, and then we were persecuted by the nobles and had to go into exile. Later, it was your grandfather who saved my life, but unfortunately my sister was not so blessed and didn't survive until that time, and it was then that I saw you and your grandfather. ”

She couldn't help but smile softly and compared a height: "At that time, you were only a little so tall, my lord." ”

Brando paused for a moment before he realized that there was indeed such a thing in his memory, but before Juta mentioned it, it was just a small episode in his childhood memories, and it had long been blurred. He gave the mercenary leader a deep look: "You recognized it in the first place?" ”

Yuta shook her head: "That was a long time later, I realized that the old man was the famous Sword Saint Daluth, and then I deliberately collected some news about him, but I didn't dare to publicize it." Later, when I met the adult, in fact, I didn't recognize the adult at first, after all, the adult you were still so young at that time," she couldn't help laughing: "Who would have thought that such a cute little guy at that time would grow into a man who stands up to the sky, compared to adults, I really didn't achieve anything, and then I ......"

"Later?"

"It was only after the incident in the underground town of Shavrund that I confirmed your identity from Master Kuran, and from then on I decided to follow him with all my heart." The mercenary leader recalled with some emotion, and she subconsciously glanced at her saber.

"My lord," she looked up, "anything else?" ”

Brando shook his head, feeling a little sorry in his heart, he originally wanted to know about his grandfather from Yuta, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't seem to know more than him. "Nothing," he replied, "you go, Juta, thank you." ”

"It is my pleasure, my lordship," replied the mercenary captain with a smile, and suddenly remembered what she looked like, and asked, "By the way, my lord, is your aunt all right?" ”

"My aunt?" Brando was stunned for a moment, on Carasu's side, his mother's side did have a few aunts, but Cardirego's side had very little contact with their family, he had never seen those relatives who were teaching since he was a child, and for a moment he couldn't understand why Juta suddenly asked this question.

"Yes, the lady who was with your grandfather at the time, and she was the first to save me," replied Juta, "I have not seen that kind lady for a long time, and I have not had the opportunity to thank her." ”

"What?"

Brando was stunned for a moment, because there was no such thing as this person in his memory, and he couldn't help but rub his forehead, wondering for a moment if his memory was too vague and missed many details. He only remembered that he was practicing swords in a sawmill by the river, and that it was his grandfather who saved a woman, and as for whether it was Yuta or not, in fact, he couldn't remember clearly, and as for whether there was a woman at that time, it was impossible to talk about it.

However, in his memory, he only remembered that there were not many outsiders who interacted with his own family, except for some friends in his father's business, his grandfather basically had no contact, and he supervised his sword practice every day.

Could it be that he was mistaken?

Brando rubbed his forehead with a headache.

"Your Excellency?" Jutta gave him a worried look.

"Nothing," Brando shook his head, "my aunt she...... Well, it's okay, I'll take you to meet her next time I have a chance. ”

The mercenary captain nodded contentedly, but she didn't hear the slightest perfunctory meaning.

…… (To be continued......)