The gray sky seemed to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and Marquis You Xi withdrew his gaze from the golden railing of the manor with white breath in his mouth, and there was a smile on his thin and pale face, "This weather is really damn to hell, my lord."

The entourage behind him couldn't help but complain, the Marquis has been wearing a mink coat, just rubbing his hands, "Although the cold is better than the severe winter, even if it is cold, it can't stop the hearts of our princes from burning." ”

"It's ambition, isn't it?"

The Marquis smiled but did not answer, put his hand back on the railing, and watched silently as the two horse-drawn carriages, opened by knights, crossed the bare boulevard, one after the other, and stopped outside the gate of the manor. At this time, the hall was already full of well-dressed and talkative nobles, although most of these figures were famous local merchants and gentry, but this meeting had little to do with them, and in this game that decided the fate of the kingdom, as insignificant little people had only the right to 'applaud'.

But the carriage brought real heavyweights.

The hall fell silent as the carriage came to a slow stop, and the chatter turned into a whisper, and the guests in the hall could clearly see through the tall floor-to-ceiling arched windows the coat of arms on the dark carriages of the two carriages on the boulevard, the crescent moon, the staggered scepter and crown, and the distinctive winged serpent stamp, and the identity of the owner of the carriage was called out - the last blood of the Kolkova family, Her Royal Highness the Princess of Eruin and her brother.

But compared to the declining royal family, there was only a simple and fierce goshawk stamp on the other carriage, but this coat of arms was like a dark cloud pressing on the hearts of all - if any of the six Grand Dukes of Eruin was powerful, this "Answer" was Anlek.

The knight first opened the door for the princess, and the light purple dress looked like a cloud that suddenly rolled up. Griffiin slowly stepped out of the carriage. She raised her head slightly, her pale silver eyes shimmered faintly with a clear and restrained brilliance, her soft silver hair fell down on her slender shoulders, and a fur shawl was draped, but it set off the fragility of the half-elf girl—only now this weakness supported an innate indomitable and proud.

Everyone present subconsciously held their breath, they had heard that Her Royal Highness the princess of the kingdom was the brightest pearl in the crown of Eruin, but only when they really saw it, did they understand that what they said was true.

Cheap Anlek, that old fellow, that's what most of the people present think. But Marquis You Xi on the lù stage only smiled deeply. He looked down and sniffed the musk on the mink gloves, thinking to himself that Grand Duke Anlek had appeared with Her Royal Highness the Princess, what an old jiān cunning fellow, was this a footnote to the frequent contact between the two sides? However, in his opinion, what kind of value this little girl from Kurt (1) sold herself to is the most interesting part.

The door of the second carriage opened, and everyone present inevitably felt their breath suffocated. Even You Xi on the stage couldn't help frowning, Duke Anlek under the railing didn't look as old as rumored outside, his temples were gray, and his eyes were like eagles. Yan Sù's face was full of unangry and arrogant air, his mouth was thin, and even the beard of his chin was meticulously groomed like that of the powerful minister himself—it could be said that the Duke was more dignified than most nobles.

He wears a black sable fur robe. The pale silver sè of the xiōng armor loomed under the robe - but no one would have thought that the Grand Duke was greedy for life and afraid of death, that the Highlanders were martial, and that the Grand Duke of Enlek had also been a horse all his life. He attended on all occasions in a military uniform, which was already a scene in the aristocratic circle of Eruin, and even Yu Youxi knew that he must have a heavy blade under the belt under the robe. This sword was not the huā frame that most nobles used to decorate, and Enrique used it to split no less than double digits of enemies throughout his life. As for the huā'er in those greenhouses, looking at these corpses is probably disgusted and vomiting.

However, You Xi snorted with some jealousy, ordinary people are not allowed to carry weapons when they enter this venue, but Grand Duke An Lek is obviously not in the scope of this ordinary person. This is a privilege that only a duke can enjoy, and although he has a special status, he is only a little better than those in the hall below compared to the many big men who presided over this meeting.

Duke Anlek slowly stepped out of the carriage with a silver cane in hand, and a pair of eagle eyes looked around. When he saw the princess on the side, Yan Sù's god sè eased slightly. He dusted off his robe with his hand, walked over with a smile, and extended his right hand to Griffiinping with great grace, "Today you are the most beautiful princess in all of Vaornd." ”

Griffith's face was as usual, and she raised her hand to let the powerful Duke hold her, "Thank you." ”

"It's an honor to have a wife like you."

"According to the agreement, when Haruzer ascends the throne, I will naturally become your wife, Lord Duke." The half-elf girl replied lightly.

Grand Duke Anlek smiled and did not answer.

Behind them were the close retainers of the Archduke of Anlek and the royal party's Overwell, Macarro, Lewoods, and others, all of whom looked at each other in a harmonious manner on the surface. However, this harmony is more of an expression of a fixed meaning within the rules of the aristocratic game, and naturally has a different meaning in the eyes of those who are interested - of course, for most mediocre people, the most striking of the group is the bandaged and gloomy face of Dejar, the most outstanding swordsman of the highlanders, who has narrowly saved his right hand in the previous duel, but the wound on his arm will not heal for a while.

The guests in the hall couldn't help but whisper again when they saw this newsmaker from a while ago, the duel between Dejar in the Great Temple of Andrvoul had already spread throughout Ampesel, and as for the two sides involved in the duel, it was naturally the center of the conversation. It's a pity that this honor brings not glory, but shame, Dejar's face is sè green iron, this proud eagle of the highlanders is not proud now.

Marquis Youxi, who was also one of the witnesses of the duel, stood on the lù platform with a smile on his face and greeted Duke Anlek, thanking him for lending him his guards that day and apologizing for his recklessness. But as soon as he saw Dejar and the others walk into the hall, he couldn't help but think of what happened that day.

Who is that young man? The temple was tight-lipped. It seems that no one except the high priest himself knows the origin of the other party. It seems to have come out of nowhere. But out of thin air? Is this possible? I thought I knew all about the various families of Eruin, but now it seems that this pool of water in the kingdom is still very deep; Marquis Youxi rubbed his furrowed eyebrows, Wood is a Cruz native, he already knew that the Cruz Empire had bought a lot of secret forces in the kingdom, but as for the intention of doing it at this time, it is difficult to say.

Or is it a pawn of Wood himself? It doesn't matter, it won't be you who has a headache anyway, Marquis You Xi thought to himself. A figure flashed in his mind.

At this moment, the magnates representing the various forces of Eruin had arrived, and one after another the luxurious carriages stopped in the woods outside the manor; First of all, the carriage of the Duke of Sifah - as the elder brother of the queen and the uncle of the future king, the Grand Duke of Sifah naturally fell sharply to the northern bloc. He was followed by the Marquis of Balta, a family from the Sword Castle who had long controlled the White Lions for the Corcova royal family.

The enemies of the White Lion Legion are the Cruz, but it's hard to say who the enemies of the Sword Castle family are. Marquis Youxi's heart was stunned, but the next carriage made him slightly stunned - the pitch-black carriage slid into the woods like a ghost, and the coat of arms on the carriage looked so unfamiliar. A broken sword on a crimson background seems to remind the world of its unique pride. Marquis Youxi hesitated for almost a few seconds before he realized that the Yanbao family, a lonely hún who was outside the circle of the Eruin nobility, had also come to Ampesel.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It's not just this marquis, it seems that An Lik and Her Royal Highness the princess arrived together with the aura before. The entire hall of the manor fell silent for a moment. Not many people can say what Swallow Castle means to Eruin, but when it comes to mystical Cheng Dù, this family may be able to rank in the top three in this ancient kingdom. The last time the Earl of Swallow had met the King of Eruin was thirty years ago, and there seemed to be some kind of tacit agreement between the kingdom and the ancient family that allowed the kings of the land to ignore one of their subjects.

The reason between this. Even Brando doesn't know, because the secret was lost in another history with the fall of Eruin. But this did not prevent him from sitting comfortably in the carriage, which seemed mysterious because of its owner, and in contrast to this peace of mind was the slightly cramped Count, or Miss Countess, who had never shared a carriage with a strange man in his life, directly opposite Brando.

Normally, she is accompanied by a female knight, Nia, but today Brando has to play the role of her staff and close ministers, and it is only natural that the staff and the lord share a car.

As the carriage stopped, Brando lifted the curtain and looked out. At a glance, he saw the royal carriage and Anlek's carriage parked in the most prominent position, as well as Freya and Nimesis beside the carriage - the future Valkyrie was actually napping, Brando couldn't help but feel a little funny, but his heart was warm. The familiar one is still there, and Eruin has not completely slipped into the abyss of ruin, and there seems to be a turning point, and sometimes he is really worried that this is just a dream that is not true.

But it was only when he saw Freya's childish face, which still had some of the Buchi country girl, the face that belonged to the future Valkyrie, that he felt that this qiē had become real again, as if it were within reach.

Then he withdrew his gaze, and by this time the knight outside the carriage had opened the door—it was Nia, and the female knight glared at him disapprovingly. Brando didn't care, he stepped out of the carriage first, and then held out his hand to Mademoiselle Countess - Dilferre hesitated for a moment before jumping out of the carriage with his hand.

As soon as the two got out of the car, they attracted a lot of attention. Of course, Brando didn't think that these eyes were directed at her, but in fact it was, and everyone in the manor was amazed at Dilferry's age, and she was wearing the Earl's robe, and the three silver trims on her robe proved her identity - Swallow Castle had a new heir.

But of all the people present, at least one line of sight fell on Brando.

"It's you!" Dejar, the eagle of the highlanders, who had been silent, suddenly let out a roar of rage that made one wonder if the swordsman's thin body could produce it, and this roar pierced through the halls of the manor, and even the floor shook, as if it could reflect the anger of the owner of the voice.

Everyone was shocked.

Deerferry was no exception, she had already thought that Brando and the others were coming to the venue to find trouble, but what she didn't expect was that as soon as she got out of the car, trouble would come to her door. This is not the same as the script that was promised, and Miss Countess couldn't help frowning, looking at Brando with a questioning expression.

The center of his gaze has shifted from Miss Countess to Brando at this moment, but Brando only felt a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but shrug his eyebrows, he didn't expect this guy to be injured and come with him.!.