The Cruzian's epic poem of creation mentions that the four elven kings and their subordinate elements are the guardians of this world, but this agreement is only between them and Martha, and these elements themselves are violent and furious, and humans rarely live in peace with them, as they are now.

After the lightning cage was ineffective, Adegar 'The Enraged' jumped directly into the third phase, and Brando was shocked to see this. Immediately lost the mood to watch the play, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Your Royal Highness Princess, please immediately order everyone to retreat to the southern foot of Angke Mountain!" ”

The crowd was still unaware, but suddenly there was a muffled sound from underground, like the roar of a building collapsing. They looked up, only to see countless furious whirlwind elementals pouring out from beneath the ruins of the temple in the rift where Adegar was, and at the same time, purple-black thunderclouds surged above and began to rain down patches of lightning storms.

It was a scene like the one described in the Book of Black Prophecy as the 'Last Judgment', 'the scene of the end of the world between heaven and earth, electricity and fire descending from above the clouds, and the knights of dusk riding through the rain of fire and then burning a qiē'. Everyone's faces were pale, and the private soldiers under Count Outin were even more frightened, and Her Royal Highness the princess's face also lost its blood, but she calmed down a little and immediately gave an order: "Count Outin, the cadets of the Royal Knight Academy ask you to immediately retreat in the direction of Mount Angke, Mr. Brando, you lead our Naga allies to retreat together." ”

Brando looked back at the scene of the shattering sky, and he was probably the only one in the audience who did not feel afraid, but felt that this scene was so familiar. The player's desire for exploration and adventure burns in his blood. He turned his head again and added, "And remember not to leave the confines of this valley!" ”

Princess Griffiin glanced at him and nodded earnestly.

In fact, there was no need for an order, and the Wyverching Dragoons of the Southern Legion over the battlefield had already begun to retreat. After everyone enters the forest. The last to leave was Graytip Nagar, and Bridget, the Siren, glanced at him with beautiful bright yellow eyes as she passed by him, and said in a rustling voice, "You are not a good commander, but you are a good prophet." ”

Brando's heart fluttered slightly. Looking at her bewildered.

"You don't have to be surprised, the water sues me for a qiē." Bridget, the Siren, saluted him, and then slid into the forest with her longblade with her ritual sacrifice. The long tail resembles that of a snake.

"What did she say to you?" Sanir followed, and asked with unconcealed curiosity; Bridge the Kraken was so high in status among the Greyfinned Naga that it had yet to see her color the male creature - whether it was Naga. Or human.

"She said I was a god, do you think I look like me?" Brando turned his head and smiled slightly.

Sanir thought for a moment, and replied earnestly, "I think it's a bit like that." ”

It was so similar that Princess Griffiin waited until everyone had gone up the hill, and waited one step behind until Brando came up at last. She looked at the man with silver eyes, and then asked, "Mr. Brando, did you already know that this monster was sealed in the remains of this underground temple in the Mar Heights?" ”

She asked the question that was on everyone's mind, and if it weren't for that, it wouldn't explain why he was fighting the Northern Coalition here. What's more, he was the one who ordered the disintegration of the crystals, and he ordered a team of lizardmen to transport a large number of crystals underground from the others.

By the way. The passage leading to the underground was also discovered by Brando.

Too many coincidences are not coincidences.

Brando knew he couldn't hide it, so he nodded, "Yes," a black wolf the size of a foal passed by him and rubbed his head on his shoulder affectionately. Brando touched its furry forehead. The wolves were passing past the two of them, and Her Royal Highness had only heard of such a strange sight in legends, and she couldn't help but hold her breath when she experienced it herself.

"The Anlek Plateau was once the sacred place of the Silver Elves, and many secrets were buried here. This temple was one of them, and the other was near Fao, and the ruins were much larger than this one. The wars of antiquity buried much of history into the ground. But this history is still recorded in the ancient texts of the wizards. Brando replied.

Her Royal Highness was silent for a moment, she already knew that Brando knew many secrets that ordinary people did not know. But no one knows how he mastered this knowledge, as if he was born to know and be omniscient.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Mr. Brando...... No, descendants of the Juggernaut. You say you know nothing about your grandfather's deeds, and your experience seems to us like a legend; You have overcome unimaginable hardships and difficulties to get to where you are today. We all know that your future is limitless, and if you want, status and power, even ...... Women are at your fingertips, but why would you choose to help me? ”

She didn't ask a subtext, and looking back today, it is not difficult to see that Brando's every move since leaving Ridenberg was prepared for today. He made no secret of his affection for her, Her Royal Highness the Princess of Eruin, and unconditionally helped the royal family of Corkova in the most difficult times.

If Brando had come with the legacy of the Sword Saint Daruth, she might not have been surprised. But no, Brando's legend is his own epic, and he doesn't even know that his grandfather is the famous sword master in Eruin's history.

Princess Griffiin never believed that there would be love for no reason in this world, just as there would be no hate for no reason.

That's a question. Brando scratched his head, it wasn't that he hadn't thought about this question, and it was indeed difficult for him to answer. Can't it be said that the love and hate of the previous life continue to this soul today, which is unforgettable?

"Uh...... Probably because some people are born to be helped, and besides, Her Royal Highness is so beautiful, isn't it worth helping? ”

"Is Mr. Brando going to use this answer to perfunctory everyone? I guess even your subordinates need a reason, right? Griffiin asked calmly.

This really hit Brando's death hole. He looked back. Noticing that both Caglis and Antitina were quietly watching the movement here, it was true that what he had done in the past would have allowed those gathered around him to ignore the reason. Because they believed that he could lead them to create a zào miracle.

But it takes more than miracles to save an aging kingdom, and one day, they need a common goal.

“…… Actually, I don't understand, Your Highness Princess. But I think there have been revivals in the Kingdom, but in a blink of an eye. One or two strong people can't change history in the end. The kingdom may need more than just great power, but for what purpose that power serves. ”

"Is it determined to eradicate the wrong one of the kingdoms, or is it merely to maintain its rotten rule. Your Royal Highness, Princess, don't you already have the answer in mind? And your answer is my answer. Brando replied slowly.

He closed his eyes, and others thought he was talking about a second restoration of the Kingdom. But what Brando is talking about is actually Eruin's last recent. It was the last big drama of this kingdom, but it came to a regrettable end.

Princess Griffiin looked at Brando in a daze, clenching her fists, she had already thought of this answer in her mind. But she closed her eyes and tried not to cry because of her excitement.

She is going to maintain the rule of this kingdom.

It's not because the Corkova royal family has to be eternal.

Rather, it is to inherit the ideals of the previous king and himself, and to recreate the most glorious era in the history of Eruin. But her brilliance does not belong to the nobility, but to the entire kingdom, to everyone. Even if the royal family of Corkova no longer maintains her rule, she wants the glory of the Holy White not to fade.

From then on, Eruin will shine on Vaynd's history as a nation. Instead of being a vassal of the nobility with a stage. Like the oath made by the Elder Eck in this land, the Lionheart is a testament not to the eternal reign of the land, but to the glory of the Eruin.

It is only at that moment that this ancient kingdom will become strong from the inside out, radiating new life and vitality.

Brando silently looked at the fragile maiden—she had never had a companion in history—and no one even knew the true ideals of Her Royal Highness except for a few players. Even the nobles who supported her did not understand what her insistence was.

In order to gain the support of the royal party, in order to gain the support of Duke Anlek, she had to compromise again and again. Some players even slandered her as a political prostitute - but she had to keep the rule of the nobility in order to maintain her most basic requirements to achieve that ultimate goal.

It's just that the development of history is often not always as expected, which is where the tragedy of Her Royal Highness the princess lies.

She had to go against her ideals again and again. Although they tried their best to make amends, it was ultimately irreparable. When she finally decided to abandon her past and move forward, the new nobles and royal parties who had been promoted by her immediately abandoned her.

But perhaps she should have jumped out of this stale thinking in the first place to win the help of the people who should really support her. But after all, she is a princess who grew up in the royal family, and she is deeply afraid of the deep-rooted power of the nobility.

But finally there was someone standing behind her.

Brando thought silently, maybe this was a change. It made her understand that she could rely on more than just the nobility of the kingdom, that there were more people in this ancient kingdom who wanted to change, the descendants of nobles like Freya, Antitina, and even Calgris, but they couldn't speak, they couldn't see through the fog of history.

But he can see through the future at a glance. He didn't even need to guess that history and the future were within his reach. Brando understands what is right and what is wrong.

The aristocracy of the north was obsessed with the power of the past, and their efforts were nothing more than a desire to continue the current situation. But there will be those who will do the same, and who will understand that this ancient kingdom must be reborn from its ruins.

He looked back and saw Calglis, lying on an improvised stretcher, winking at him not far away. Antitina, on the other hand, smiled and nodded at him, as if relieved.

Princess Griffiin also took a deep breath.

Her gaze couldn't help but look over Brando's shoulder, and her silver eyes reflected the sight of Adegar in the river valley ravaging the Northern Alliance, and sighed softly.

"Thank you, Mr. Brando."

"Although the Eruins still inevitably killed each other, after losing half of the Blackblade Legion. The nobles of the north will reconsider their position. If the Temple of Fire doesn't want Eruum to be drawn into a prolonged civil war, it may turn to us and compromise. ”

"The kingdom must go through the throes of a new life, but it is better than a slow bloodletting, and Ampesel fought it all. Mr. Brando alone has changed the future of Eruin and saved more Eruin people from war, and I thank you on behalf of this ancient kingdom. ”

Her words were really sensitive, and Ampesel's crisis seemed dangerous. But there are also opportunities. The royal party, the northern nobles, including herself, were all looking for the key to breaking the game, but the northern nobles took the lead, and the addition of the Flame Temple was even more unexpected for her and the royal faction. The situation is irreversible.

But at this time, Brando single-handedly changed the whole situation.

She had seen many people, but the young man in front of her seemed like an anomaly. He has power, he has power. But he could not see in him the sophistication and cunning that the nobles of the kingdom were accustomed to. Even she herself inevitably bears such a stigma - so that she can see herself and others as political bargaining chips without changing her face.

But Brando didn't have it, just a short time together, she could understand this. She could not comprehend the free, uninhibited, yet resolute temperament that seemed ridiculously childish to the aristocracy, but perhaps it was such people who could change history.

Her Royal Highness looked much more relaxed.

But Brando shook her head, and had to slap her mood that was just a little better: "Your Royal Highness, I'm afraid it's not that simple. You're thinking too much about the Temple of Fire. ”

He wasn't an alarmist, but he had seen firsthand the greed and arrogance of those guys. The Eruin have lost their honor, and so are the descendants of the Lord of Fire? It's just that the Cruz Emperor has a rich country, and Eru is in turmoil.

Princess Griffiin frowned slightly: "Mr. Brando." Are you saying that the Sanctuary of Fire will tear up the Holy Covenant and intervene in the civil war in Eruin? This...... Impossible, right? ”

Indeed, this is something that has not been done in a thousand years.

But today is different.

Brando knew that the coming of the Great Tide was imminent, and many prophecies mentioned this great change. The Temple of Flame has a long history, and it is impossible to be unprepared for it. In fact, the jihad that follows is just one of a series of ripple effects brought about by this change.

This is why the temple attaches so much importance to this holy war. They would definitely not compromise with the vassal states at this time, not to mention that the fragments of the Flame Blade were still on him.

Although the Blade of Fire is not a must-have thing, of course, it is exciting to be able to get an artifact, but there is not only one artifact in this world, and it is not worth losing your life for it.

But now he has no choice.

Because Ottales had sued him. The thing was bound to him. To put it simply, unless he is killed, the Flame Blade will be his.

It sounds wonderful, but it's actually dangerous.

Brando glanced at the princess and nodded. Her Royal Highness did not know that history was at the pincture of change, and that it was understandable that she was wrong in her judgment, especially since the Eruin kingdoms had been ruled by the Temple for centuries, and no one would dare to despise the majesty of the Temple.

Princess Griffiin fell silent for a moment, not knowing how she would resist if the Templars intervened. Although there is still the Wind Queen Sanctuary - the wind elves of St. Osor will never make a move as long as the Cruz do not try to annex Eruin.

She couldn't help but bite her lip, and before she knew it, her lower lip was biting out a trace of blood.

But Brando looked up.

The sky was overcast, and in the valley below, Adegar was fighting the Northern Alliance. But it was at this time that Brando felt an unusual aura in the sky.

It was as if a stone had been cast from the surface of a calm lake, causing ripples across the battlefield.

"Brando, that's the portal reaction." Otares's voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

"I know." Brando nodded.

He was all too familiar. On the battlefield of Vaynd in the future, cluster teleportation is almost one of the most commonly used tactics, and when a large-scale portal is opened, it is often the most shocking scene on the battlefield.

But this time, the teleportation above made Brando feel palpitations.

Is that...... Gate of Fire.

……

Above the open sea of Ampesel, between heaven and earth is now a world of water.

A quiet fleet docked quietly over the waters off St. White Bay, and the Royal Navy non-commissioned officers on the Eruin Royal Fleet's first-class battleship flagship 'Victory' lined up in the heavy rain as if waiting for a review.

A clear chirp pierced through the rain in the distance, and an Eruin wurm vibrated its wings to emerge from the rain, and it approached the fleet for a split second, before landing on the deck of the Victory.

The wyvern flapped its wings twice, and a man jumped off its back.

"Captain!" The non-commissioned officers immediately shouted in unison.

"Very well," Count Yanirasu, commander of the First Fleet of the Eruin Royal Royal, glanced at his subordinates and replied sternly, "bring me my overcoat." ”

"Captain?"

"Ampesel has entered a state of war, and Her Royal Highness the Princess has ordered that the First Fleet is ready to depart."

There was an immediate burst of excited cheers from the deck.

Count Yanirasu looked up, the ship was already a busy scene, the magic power core began to charge and spin, and several silver-robed mages also came to the magic rudder at the highest point of the 'Victory' to take their places.

"Directions, Lord Count." The first helmsman of the 'Victory', the silver-robed mage 'Silver Flame' Davide, raised his head and asked calmly after confirming that his apprentice's procedures were in place.

Count Yanirasu looked back at the rain.

"Anchor point coordinates: 128, 22, the whole fleet is in position, condition 1. Activate the secret anchorage point of St. White Bay, plan the battle code-name - St. White, listen to my orders, and prepare to jump. ”

(To be continued)