The two men stood in the cloister without saying a word for a long time.

Brando suddenly spoke, "Lord Queen, I have one last question. ”

"Is it about the secrets of the final battlefield?" The wind queen seems to have expected this problem for a long time.

"Yes, I would like to know what the Silver Empress saw in that temple, why there was a Saumur Crystal there, and according to you, why did Odin leave a message there if he asked you to keep it a secret for him. I think there must be a reasonable answer behind this qiē. ”

There was a moment of silence behind the wind.

"I think maybe it was an accident, but maybe not, that little human girl, maybe she saw that node there, and saw something outside of our world through that node."

"Nodes?"

"This is the biggest secret hidden in the Last Battle, why the battlefield of the Last Battle is roaming the entire Alcash region, in fact, it is our hands and feet. Because of Odin's seal on the whole world, the node of the seal is located in the center of the final battlefield, that is, in the temple. …… I suspect that someone deliberately let the little human girl see what was behind the seal, maybe this person was the Dark Dragon, or maybe not. ”

"If it weren't for the Dark Dragon......" Brando's voice was a little lower.

The answer to this question was tacitly agreed between the two of them not to continue, because there was only one force other than the Dark Dragon that had the motivation to do so—and that was the Dragon of Dusk. The message behind this was so terrifying that Brando couldn't help but feel terrified.

"The Buga probably guessed that too." The Wind Queen paused for a moment before replying, "They may have expected the Flame Temple to be on their side, but Vala's cousin undoubtedly disappointed them, so they came to you. That's why you have to stop Her Majesty. ”

"I understand—" Brando nodded, in fact, even if it wasn't for this reason, just because of Akane, it was already worth putting him on the opposite side of Her Majesty.

There was another long silence. It seems that before the truth of Yiqiē is known, the past of the Battle of the Sages is always shrouded in a layer of fog. It seems mysterious. But when the truth of this qiē was revealed, it was impossible to speak, as if both of them understood that there was no need to continue the discussion on this issue.

After a long time, Saint-Osall said quietly, "Brando, in fact, I have come to bid you farewell. ”

Hear this unexpected sentence. Brando was not stunned, he just took a deep breath and asked, "Are you going back to Saint-Osor, Lord Wind?" ”

The Wind Queen nodded: "The time has come, we have guarded the secret for Odin for a thousand years, and the seal left by him and Trasiman has become weaker and weaker. Now that the tide is upon us, the Sea of Chaos' connection to Vahnd is at its strongest point in millennia, and the power of Twilight is being revived, as evidenced by the demons' impulsion, I must return to St. Otor. In fact, I have already guessed a few points about the reason why the Buga people came to you, and I also disagree with the choice of the human empress. Her choice is just to repeat the old path that the dark dragon has already taken, it is impossible to succeed, you go for it, Brando, the wind elves will support you. ”

Brando was silent, he knew the temper of this elven royal sister, and there was no point in keeping it.

"Are you ready, Lady Kaze-sama. Today's Saint-Osor is no longer the same as it used to be. ”

"Of course I know, but there are things I have to do, little one, because there is only one Saint Osor in this world."

Yes, there is only one St. Osor in this world, and the fog elves may no longer be there. But the national emblem of the Elven Empire is still the Holy Pattern of the Queen of the Wind. This is the meaning of the motherland and the homeland, not to mention that it is the country she founded single-handedly, no matter what she says. But Brando actually knew in his heart that the sage would never be able to truly let go of his people, and as a thousand years passed, this feeling became deeper.

"I'm not unprepared, including the hunter siblings, most of the knights around me have gathered, and I know the whereabouts of others, the twenty-four rings symbolize the coat of arms of St. Osor, and soon someone will understand that this is not just a symbolic meaning."

Brando remembered the pair of hunter siblings who had been rescued in the Dead Frost Forest, and he was impressed by the cheetah-like girl, who had stayed in Valhalla after that incident.

He was silent for a while, still very reluctant in his heart, since he first saw this elf royal sister who stayed in the ring under the silver mine of Shavlund, it seemed that before he knew it, a long time had passed, and I don't know when he had gradually become accustomed to having such a teacher and friend, the sister-like figure next door, she was once a sage, but also his teacher, although he had long been sharpened into a real man, but still melancholy rose in his heart.

The queen of the wind looked at him and blurted out a series of words like a nightingale's song: "ThasVinmiasdur—"

This is an elven proverb to the effect that one day, the young beast will also leave its nest. Brando understood what she meant, and he was about to say something, but after hearing the wind, he continued, "Brando, do you remember the first time we met? ”

Brando was slightly stunned, he naturally remembered that it was in the underground of the Schavrund silver mine, and he was born at that time and still vividly remembers it, at that time he was much more impulsive than now, and caused a lot of trouble in the fir field, but he also got to know a lot of people, Juta, Clenthia, and Fern, the three captains are now his right-hand men, although Kuran has retired in Mintai, but he has taken on the role of a link between him and the old nobles, and Oldham, the old dwarf who is not very good-tempered, He was now tasked with building the Valhalla Fortress, and many of the Charles' young men, Lelian and Modken, had left their apprenticeship to become true wizards, and some had joined his fleet as young captains.

Now that I think about it, that was the starting point of his career. It was also the beginning of his becoming Lord Eruin, and after that, he went through a lot of things, and under the teaching of this sage, he is now much calmer, and he knows more secrets about this world, and he is no longer the hairy boy he was back then. It's a true lord.

The experiences and troubles of the past have now become a heavy memory.

In the end, there was only one picture left in his mind, which was the mountains and fields of Yu Song, the starry night was low, the mountains were lonely, and the rolling hills were undulating. There stood a lonely building among the pine waves, and in the darkness of the night, the cold moonlight flowed into the cloister like flowing water: it was a fake oil painting, a cold and glittering cavalry sword, a young man covered in blood, and a glittering ring.

That's the beginning of a qiē.

……

Inside and outside the Lion Palace, a heavy rain is dominating the night in the center of the empire.

Under the deep dome. Vala was dressed in a red robe, holding a golden scepter representing the golden flame, but the elder priest was hunched over today, looking at the woman in front of him with cloudy eyes - the silver empress was wearing a long black dress, with a beautiful white rose pinned to her chest, like a funeral dress, she sneered and looked at the temple, her smile was unabashedly condescending. It was as if the unquestionable majesty and sanctity of the temple were nothing more than dust in her eyes.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, passing through the wooden grids of large arched windows that hung down to the ground, like a print depicting the catastrophe and the end of the world, reflecting the faces of all the people in the Great Chapel. The light of the candles was only faint in the white, rainy night, until the lightning snaked away from the sky, and the hall was once again enveloped in warm light, but Valla's heart was cold.

Shadows were gathering outside the arched window. Like a silent ghost, the darkness shimmers with dots of red light, from far and near, gradually converging into a torrent; Vala looked up tremblingly. At the sight of this qiē, the wild beasts, covered with manes, baring fangs and sharp teeth, leaped on the rooftops far and near, raising their heads and letting out a long howl or two, and in the distance, from the farther streets, the screams of the echo echoed in the farther streets, although the dogs of the whole city screamed as if they were crazy in the pouring rain of night.

A qiē is like a scene before the end of the world.

Vala's heart was cold: it was the sinners, the werewolves of Senia, the last people to have the blood of the Minr in their veins. And today, they're back.

A figure overlapped before him, and the once tall, glorious icons, the sages to whom he longed, had gradually dissipated after that terrible upheaval. The lights went out one after another, and the road ahead finally fell into a dark fog, which he had witnessed in the past few decades, watching the vigorous temple go to the twilight, the unwavering faith of the people gradually wavered, and they fell into a desperate situation of self-doubt, and the road ahead had long since been annihilated, and everything was over.

Suddenly, he remembered the moment he had received the crown and scepter.

At that time, the golden sunlight shrouded the entire Lion Sacred Palace, and the spire of the palace shone with the most dazzling light, but it was just before sunset.

……

When Bolton the Senia awoke from his nightmare, purple lightning snaked through the sky, and it was pouring rain outside the window, and he lay on a thin wooden bed, his face white with the lightning. "Funia?" He subconsciously shouted, but no one responded, and he paused for a moment to remember that his daughter had moved to Valhalla, where she had learned from the druid elders to master the power of the forest goddess.

The sound of the rain was left in the darkness, and there was already an occasional white electric light, but Bolton felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, there was no moon on a rainy night, but he seemed to be able to hear the strong call in his heart, which came from the wild instinct in the blood of the Senia people, usually only under the light of the magic moon would provoke this most primitive destruction**, but today it was a little abnormal.

He sat up slowly from his bed and listened intently to the movement outside the house—after Grudin's death, the whole village had migrated here under the arrangement of the young lord, surrounded by mountains and forests—in the night of the mountains, he could usually hear the sound of the forest rising and falling, but on this rainy night, he only heard one or two howls through the rain. I don't know if it's a wolf from the forest, or some other beast.

Bolton was silent, and in a faint uneasiness he suddenly recalled the strange dream he had had before, and it is said that when people wake up from a dream, they have a particularly deep memory of the remaining dreams. For him, this was the case at the moment, the most terrifying scenes in the previous dream replayed in his mind repeatedly, the scenes in the dream were strange and absurd, but he faintly felt a little real.

He saw a sea of fire fall, the earth cracked, and the stars pierced through the clouds and fell from the sky. Mountains and rivers shift, waters transpirate, and the world falls apart and turns to ashes. A terrible dragon stretched across the starry sky, staring at Vaynd's ruin with a nonchalant look, in the midst of the hellish scene. It was as if he heard the wailing of countless people, his people, his daughters, all in the fire, and then all the scenes collapsed, and he remembered as if a tall shadow stood before him, commanding his allegiance in an unquestionable tone.

Thousands of voices turned into a roar in his head.

"The Dark Dragon has been resurrected—"

"Times have changed."

"Do her bidding."

"Do her bidding."

Bang! Bolton's eyes were red, and he suddenly slammed his fist on the bed. He let out a low growl before he resisted the urge to turn into a wolf directly. When he came to his senses the next moment, he was already covered with cold sweat, and a deep fear rose from his heart, this primitive and deadly impulse was the biggest weakness of the Senyas, but usually only in the days when the power of the Demon Moon was at its peak, he could feel this wild power in his blood ready to move, what was going on?

He took two breaths, and he didn't have time to calm the uneasiness in his heart. But there was a loud bang, and the door of the room had been pushed open.

The young man who had already been drenched in soup stood outside the door, looked at him with some panic, and said, "Uncle Bolton, it's not good, something is wrong." "The young man was pale, and he looked like he had no master." A ...... came from the village One...... Miner, she says her name is ...... Sue...... Sophia, yes...... It's a witch. ”

……

A bright bolt of lightning pierced through the pane and pierced deep into Akane's orange pupils. She raised her head and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of her with some surprise—the statue of the Holy Maiden of the Lion Palace, dressed in holy robes and covered in blood. Just off the terrace on the third floor of the castle, Sidney. Metfarica stood in the rain, with three deep wounds on her face, the blood had long since dried, the rolled wounds were washed away by the rain, and one eye was narrowed from the injury, but this did not change the lady's cold, almost stiff expression, and the flame ring of the angel Akroma in her one eye was still burning, and she stared at Akane coldly.

Although she was wounded in many places and stained her battle robe with blood, Akane had the illusion that the blood on the lady in front of her was far less than that of her enemies.

But at this moment, in the imperial capital, where would such a big war occur. She had heard of this woman's reputation, and knew that it would not be easy for her to be injured into such an enemy, and if such an enemy appeared in the central region controlled by the Cruzians, then the empire would not have much to live, so it could only be a conflict within the empire. Akane vaguely guessed something in an instant, after these days of edification, she has also begun to have a political mind, and she is no longer the little girl who can only be confused and uneasy.

What's more, these days, the Silver Queen has strictly limited the number of times she and her maids go out, and this move implies a signal.

The situation in the empire has long been tense day by day.

The queen has already made a move, and it seems that the target is the temple, but Akane still doesn't understand why the statue of the Holy Maiden of the Lion Palace appears here, in front of her.

While Akane was confused, Sidney was also thinking that this was not the first time she had seen this charming little girl of the mountain people—she had recently been made a countess, and she also had the title of a mountain princess. However, Sidney understood that this was not the true purpose of the bent queen, and that it was only possible to tie them to the queen's chariot by marrying a true imperial princess, but it was a pity that the little girl was still at a loss and could not know it.

"......" Akane opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end she couldn't make a sound.

"I'm here for you." Sidney interrupted her in a slightly cold voice, "Her Majesty the Queen intends to marry you off to Prince Hamuel in order to strengthen her relationship with the mountain people while ensuring that you can stay in the empire. ”

Akane was slightly stunned at first, and then reacted and clenched her fists, and the mountain girl bit her lower lip tightly, although she didn't speak, this look was enough to show her thoughts.

"It seems that you don't agree, you want me to help you?"

"You...... Yes...... Take me away? ”

"No, I can't protect myself, but I want to see your lord, I need you to introduce me, I can help you bring a message."

Akane stared at her intensely.

For a while, neither of them spoke, only the sound of the torrential rain and the sound of the rain washing over the stone wall.

After a long time, the mountain girl snorted, only for a moment, but Sidney had already seen the shape of her mouth, and there were only six words:

"Help me, Lord Lord."

……

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