"The Lord Priest left Ampesel after three days, and now he is in the meditation room, not receiving any guests, Miss Magdal. The guards of the Temple, dressed in red robes with silver cuirass glistening in the sun, armed with spears, with polite smiles, did not look at any sign of accommodation.

The nun sighed softly.

She looked back.

The dome of the temple was bathed in infinite light, but it seemed to reflect the last rays of light in this kingdom, and in the hazy light and shadow, the bells echoed, announcing the end of an era. In the palace of Loxhbet, the six Grand Dukes and their envoys on either side of a round table began to divide up the last remaining riches of the kingdom - knives, forks, and fish and meat were on plates.

……

The buzzing discussion went up, and the vaults of the palace supported by black jade beams reverberated with sighs for thousands of years. In the midst of many different opinions, only one voice solemnly declared:

"Since the founding of the country, Eruin's ancestor Eck has led his people to overcome obstacles and build this glorious land from the wilderness. The first king made a vow that the nobles and the people would decide the fate of this kingdom together, and today, the kingdom is once again divided, and we can not bear to lose innocent lives in the war gathered here to make a new pact for the future of the kingdom with our fingers and swords."

When Grand Duke Siphah had finished reading this oath, he raised his head, and the hall fell as silent as winter snow; His eyes shone with a cold and wild light, "Fellows present, if anyone still agrees with this ancient contract, then please raise your hand as I do, to confirm that you have the blood of the nobles of Eruin in your veins." After speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, as if he had a sword in his hand pointing to the sky.

The behemoth bared its teeth in the shadows.

There was a loud roar in the room, and everyone but the two Cruz bishops stood up and raised their right hands; Just as their ancestors had done in the wilderness - the ancient nobles interlaced their swords together and made a sacred oath before the Lionheart.

'I swear to lead my people—'

'Lead them away from strife and slaughter, from the arrogance and greed of the nobles of the empire; I swear that in order not to repeat this cold-blooded mistake of history, I will make the nobles of this new kingdom obey the spirit of chivalry—just and strict, righteous and heroic, merciful and generous—and I will keep it with all my life! ’

Brando was the last to get up.

He raised his hand, but looked at it coldly. Not only had these people lost the Lionheart's sword, but they also lost the sword in their hands, so they had long forgotten that sacred oath. The sacred covenant was no longer valid, and the kingdom's cities were reduced to phantoms, and vast territories melted like ice and snow before him, from mountains to plains, from forests to seas, and only one voice echoed from then on.

GE life.

Brando closed his eyelids slightly, and the sword of the earth vibrated at a distance from him, as if sensing the excitement of his master. The sword burst out of the box, but Brando calmed down a little—it wasn't time yet. Flames are spreading from the ground, and the magma will not be as old as it is, but not yet.

"Two hundred and sixty years ago, my ancestor, the last king of the Siphah dynasty, abdicated the throne to His Majesty Luxon I because of the loss of the Lionheart Sword. He was also the founder of the Kolkova dynasty and the founder of the Eruin dynasty, and it is undeniable that this wise king created the prosperity of Eruin that lasted for nearly a hundred years. Two centuries later, however, the kingdom has fallen back to square one—"

The Duke of Sifach continued: "My niece, Her Royal Highness Princess Griffiin, descendant of Luxon I the Great, do you agree with this? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another discussion in the darkness around him. Everyone knows that under the high-sounding rhetoric is a naked desire for power that cannot be concealed, but I have to say that Duke Sifah's lines still resonate with many people. It is undeniable that the royal family of Corkova bears an unshirkable responsibility for the decline of Eruin.

All eyes were on Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess of the kingdom. Princess Griffiin looked up without changing her face, "I don't agree with your words, Lord Duke. ”

There was an uproar.

Brando looked at the princess, who knew she had a noble desire in her heart, but who had to commit herself to the mud, and he wanted to see how she would speak, how she could sustain Eruin's fragile faith in the darkness. Compared to the shining decade that followed Eru, now is undoubtedly the darkest time before dawn.

Anlek remained expressionless, not uttering a word. Almost everyone fell to the side of the Grand Duke of Sifah, and Her Royal Highness was like a lonely boat in a storm, and the royal party that was so close to her could not even make a faint sound at this moment.

"So, the Kolkova family is going to abandon everyone and go their own way?" Grand Duke Sifah's face was cold, and his voice was as fierce as thunder.

"The royal family of Corkova will fulfill their royal duties, but if someone wants to break the agreement of the sages, then I will not take a step back." Griffiin replied fearlessly.

"What did you say?"

"My brother is the rightful heir to the kingdom by agreement, and no matter how clever you are, my uncle, you can't change that fact. As for my elder brother, the royal family of Corkova will never allow a murderer of his father to ascend to the throne, let alone my stepmother, the Queen, who will not be allowed to break the sacred covenant with the villain and fall into the land of injustice as long as I live here for a long time. ”

As soon as Her Royal Highness the princess said this, the venue was so quiet that it could be heard. Although everyone present at the meeting understood that the death of Obergu VII might be a little strange, they never dreamed that the princess of the kingdom would be so fierce that she would tell these disgraceful things on the spot. So much so that Grand Duke Sifah gasped, and his face turned snow-white.

"Nonsense!" Grand Duke Sifah angrily reprimanded: "Your Royal Highness Princess, please hold your own identity!" ”

"Self-contained?" Griffiin seemed to be enraged, she clenched her silver teeth and clenched her fists: "Lord Duke, you let me hold my own identity?" Then I ask you, who was with my father when he died? Then I ask you, when my father secretly sent me a secret letter to me to save him, I was blocked from the palace gate, where are you? As a child, he can only watch his father die at the hands of a traitorous villain - Lord Duke, do you still let me maintain my identity? ”

By the end of her speech, her voice was close to a whimper. Everyone saw that the strong princess actually shed tears, she trembled, her fists clenched, but she still proudly held her chest, and proudly faced all her enemies. At this moment, she was no longer the princess of Eruin, but a daughter who was grieving and angry for her father, but the pride of the royal family overlapped on him, and everyone had the illusion that Obergu VII was right in front of them, accusing the queen of the crimes of his party.

Everyone looked at each other.

Most of the nobles looked to the Grand Duke of Siphah and the priests of the Temple.

Grand Duke Sifah's face turned pale, as if he had been stabbed by Griffiin's gaze. He took a step back, and couldn't help but exchange colors with the High Priest of Merros not far away, before he could calm down. "Your Royal Highness Princess, I think you may be too excited, the first king has always been in poor health, there may be some misunderstanding here......" He knew what his sister was doing, and couldn't help but reply a little curtly.

Griffiin bit her lower lip and glared at him fiercely.

At this time, Merros finally came out to relieve the siege: "Your Royal Highness, I understand your feelings, but now we are not discussing the death of His Majesty Obergu VII in this venue. For the sake of the millions of people of Eruin, if the kingdom is in flames of war, it will be the people of your father who will be killed. Ancestor Eke is here, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear to let such a thing happen, do you remember the oath you engraved on your sword? ”

Although the new celebrant had a gloomy face, his voice was unusually gentle, as if there was a demagogic power. Brando secretly screamed, and said that he hadn't paid much attention to this old guy before, only to find out that this guy turned out to be an Eruinton, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he hit the soft underbelly of Her Royal Highness the princess, and none of the high-ranking people in the Temple of Flame ate dry food. He looked at Griffien again to see what the princess would answer.

"Once the kingdom is in flames," Her Royal Highness said, turning her head, tears still drying her cheeks, and she smiled a little sadly, "Eru is poor and weak, but you still do not repent. The kingdom is in flames of war - the kingdom will be in flames, and in a hundred years, there will be only ruins left in this land. ”

There was an uproar in the hall.

Brando almost bounced out of his seat in shock, he looked dumbfounded at the frail half-elf girl who was only seventeen years old, she stood there, helpless, but her gaze seemed to penetrate the fog of history to see the inevitable end of Eruin. She actually saw it? She actually saw it!

Brando has always believed that Her Royal Highness the princess has chosen the wrong path and ended up going to the abyss with the kingdom. But he didn't expect that Her Royal Highness the princess had already seen her fate, and had already seen the ruined destruction that led to the darkness and thorns, flowing with blood, burning and unchangeable in the flames of hell.

What is it that harnesses her and only supports a hope? Or is it the responsibility of being a royal family? Brando looked at this half-elf girl who was only seventeen years old, and for a while she couldn't breathe.

"Your Royal Highness, you are alarmist." Merros replied lightly, "The Temple of Fire will never allow the kingdom it protects to be destroyed. ”

Griffiin gave him a calm look, "Lord Priest, you can say it. ”

"It is time for Eruin to choose a new lord, and all the nobles of the kingdom are here, so let them decide the fate of the kingdom once again, according to the agreement of the ancients." Merrose replied, "Presumably this will be the voice of this ancient kingdom, and we will let it echo once again in this holy temple, and sign a holy contract, where glory and justice are all there." ”

The Duke of Sifach had a pale-faced face, the Archduke of Anlek's eyelids drooped and expressionless, and most of the other nobles agreed, except for the envoys of the Grand Duke of Viero, who did not say anything, and the Count of Yanirasu, the admiral, who had set his eyes on Her Royal Highness the Princess, also pressed his position.

For a time, in the huge palace, there was a one-sided situation. The royal party set his eyes on the Archduke of Anlek, but did not get the slightest response from the latter—Brando could not help but be slightly surprised when he saw this; This is very different from history, and the royal party actually fell into an absolute disadvantage at the meeting. He stared at Anlek coldly, and his hand on the hilt of the Earth Sword through the dimensional hole loosened slightly.

The situation developed beyond his expectations, allowing him to hold back his killing intent once again.

Luckily, let's take a look at it again.

"Your Highness the Princess?"

"I will not allow it." Griffiin seemed to have anticipated such a situation, and replied coldly and categorically.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, I don't want you to go your own way," Bishop Merroth's face changed, but he didn't expect this princess to even give him face: "Even if it is a royal family, it needs nobles to rule this country." Insisting on going your own way will only lead to the rebellion of the Kolkova family - I suppose you don't want to let the nobles of the kingdom kill each other? ”

That's the threat of nakedness.

But there was no trace of fear on the princess's face, and she replied lightly: "There is no other king on the throne, and when the nobles are bleeding, Eruin will choose a new king, but there is still one condition that needs to be met." I think, have you forgotten the oath of the ancients? ”

Lionheart.

Everyone's faces changed, and then they remembered that the Duke of Siphach wanted to make another king, so first of all, according to the oath of the ancestor Eck, 'If one day the nobles of Eruin forget their duty, then the sword will come from whence and return there, and will no longer protect the country.'" 'Retrieve the Lionheart's sword, which has been lost for more than two hundred and sixty years, and no one knows its whereabouts.

And this sword happened to be lost by the Sifah dynasty, which is why the last king of the Sifah dynasty gave way to the Kolkova family. The fact that this sword does not return for a long time proves that the Sifah family is not qualified to return to the throne for a day.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, the oath of the ancestor Eke was a heavy shackle locked in the hearts of the Eruin nobles, it was the foundation of the Eruin state, and no one dared to deny it, because that would be tantamount to denying the existence of the nobility itself. As soon as the princess said this, the hall was suddenly silent.

Then, suddenly, everyone remembered something, and everyone present turned their heads and their eyes fell on the direction where Brando was.

To be exact, it fell on Count Delferry, Earl of Yanbao.

Brando was slightly stunned, and he turned his head. Only then did she find that there was not the slightest astonishment on the count's face, she seemed to have expected this scene, her expression was calm, but her snow-white face was a little trance-she looked at Griffien not far away, and there was some complicated struggle in her eyes.

"Dilferry?"

"Mr. Brando, do you say, does Lord Martha always favor the pure and the righteous?" Miss Earl let out a soft breath and asked suddenly imperceptibly.

Brando was slightly stunned, but Earl Delferry, Earl of Yanburg, had already stood up in full view of everyone. She wore the emblem of her family's glory, a broken sword, on her chest, and Brando looked at it and suddenly remembered something. A rumor about the most mysterious family in this kingdom, his face changed, but the countess had already spoken to Princess Griffiin in the distance: "The Sword Guard Family is here to greet the King of Eruin, Her Royal Highness, three months ago...... The sword of the Lionheart has shattered, and it is time for the kingdom to choose a new master......"

Dilferrey's body trembled when she replied, she was Griffiin's best friend, but she knew that when she said this, she was hurting the other party.

"I'm sorry, Griffith, I don't know why that's happening. As soon as the sword seat was shattered, the sword family also lost the meaning of saving zài, Her Royal Highness ...... Princess" After speaking, Miss Earl couldn't help crying.

"It's okay, Dilferry, the kingdom will give you glory again, and the Lionheart will never fail anyone who is loyal to this kingdom and its subjects—" Griffiin smiled slightly, and she looked up just in time to see Grand Duke Siphach with a look of victory, and a gloomy face of Merros. "Your Royal Highness, the truth is in front of you." Grand Duke Sifah said triumphantly: "The throne of the holy sword has been shattered, and there is no point in the royal family of Corkova remaining on the throne, and the kingdom will choose a new king again." ”

"By divine agreement, it is time to return the choice to the nobles of Eruin." Merrose nodded.

"So, who do you think is the new king of Eruin?" Princess Griffiin asked suddenly.

"Of course—" Archduke Siphach spoke at once, knowing that the nobles present had long since been subdued by the Temple, even Archduke Anlek. The Templars had supported the Siphah family in regaining control of Eruin, and now it seemed that even Providence was on his side, as evidenced by the shattering of the Holy Sword's pedestal—he was so complacent that he was just waiting to say the name that could not be changed.

But at this moment, Grand Duke Siphah opened his mouth, as if he had seen a ghost—and found that he could not speak any more.

Because he saw a girl.

Or should it be a trainee female knight, that female knight is standing next to Her Royal Highness the Princess, how the Grand Duke of Siphach looks at the other party is a little familiar - by the way, this girl has the shadow of the famous 'Scepter of Fire' Everton between her face, is it his descendant? But that's not the point, it's the sword held aloft in the hand of the female knight.

The sword is four feet long, the gauntlet is like outstretched wings, and the golden lion clenches the sword, and the blade is as cold as a pool of snow silver.

The blade of the sword shook slightly, and it was raised high so brightly, and the light on the sword flowed into the eyes of everyone present like the first rays of sunlight on a winter snowmelt.

Lionheart's Sword -

"It can't be!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but scream.

"If one day the nobles of Eruin forget their duty, the sword will come from whence and return there, and it will no longer protect the country. But as long as there are people who are loyal to the oath of the sword, it will still bless the one who belongs to this glorious land - the Kolkova family has never forgotten the oath of the ancestors, and I wonder what about the kings here? Griffiin looked at the sword, a little intoxicated, but she turned around and asked in a cold voice.

"No," said Archduke Siphah, who was a little incoherent by the dramatic scene, "no, it can't be true! The Lionheart Sword had been lost for more than two or three hundred years, and without a clue, they would never have been able to find it. Believe me, Lord Priest of Merros, this must be a fake. ”

The Priestess of Merros also turned his head, his eagle-sharp gaze staring at Griffithin: "Your Royal Highness, can you prove that the Lionheart in your hand is the real Ek's Lionheart?" ”

"Lord Priest, do you suspect me of lying on such an occasion?" Griffiin asked coldly.

"No, I'm just keeping the notary necessary, Your Highness."

Griffiin frowned. For a while, the hall also fell silent, the Lionheart Holy Sword was like a symbol of Eruin, no one thought that the High Priest and the Grand Duke of Siphah would dare to deny it in front of this sword, and some clever people were afraid that they would immediately notice that the contradiction between the two parties might have reached the point of endless death. It's just that everyone is staring at the princess and the Grand Duke of Sifah, wanting to see the final outcome of this confrontation.

Even Archduke Anlek raised his eyelids slightly for the first time.

And it was at this time that a calm, solemn voice sounded from outside the hall: "I can prove that this sword is the real Lionheart—"

Everyone turned around in shock, and the door of the Locksh Palace opened, and a figure stepped into the hall with the sunlight flowing in from the door. He carried the light on his back, and the light behind him was like a sword, causing everyone to squint - but the swords dissipated one by one, and then everyone saw the comer—a knight wrapped in emerald armor.

"Ahh Miss Countess Dilferry was stunned for a while, and sat down on the chair in a daze: "How can it be ......?"

This is...... Knights of the Lake! Brando also stood up from his seat, and suddenly he felt that history was so amazing.