Act 2 Letterhead (Double the Monthly Pass, Tomorrow Explodes)

"Silver Elf?" Brando leaned over and cupped his chin with one hand, "Of course, but friendship with the Silver People is one of the last cards I can use, and I'll try to avoid throwing it away until the last minute." He asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Antitina saw the pale yellowish letterhead of the young lord's pen - apart from the sheepskin and sedge, most of Tonigel's paper came from some kind of 'paper tree' in the southern Golan-Elson region. The locals call this tree 'Duvegin', which means the tree that produces gold. Most of this paper is destined for the wealthy provinces of Ampesel, Sifah or Corcova. But now, this trade relationship has been unilaterally interrupted by the imminent outbreak of civil war - which made the girl blink and think of the current situation. "Your Excellency," she looked up, "you want—?" Speaking of this, she suddenly frowned: "But even if the princess's side is weak, she may not be able to look down on us." Besides, the royal party is obviously more reluctant to offend Count Jean Denel than we are. ”

"In a word, Antitina," Brando, folding the second piece of paper and crumpling it together, "but what if it wasn't a borrowing, but an unloading?" He said as he tossed the ball of paper out.

"Unloading?"

"This letter is indeed addressed to Griffith. Kolkova. Her Royal Highness Princess Odysphes," replied Brando, "the meaning is to give us a respite from the weight of the airtight," he said, turning the tip of his pen upside down, pushing the quill and the letterhead together to the aristocratic maiden, "you write." ”

"A letter to Her Highness the Princess?" Antitina took the pen and paper, took a light breath, and pressed the tip of the pen in her hand to the paper: "How to write?" ”

"The format is yours, the content is written," Brando snapped his fingers, "on the 17th of the month of autumn twilight, in Toniguel, the fir barony, Zchiglifine. Kolkova. His Highness Odysphes. In the battle the night before, the undead army of Mada from the side of the 'Black Lord' Instaron bypassed the Southern Territory and launched a sneak attack on Fort Fir - not only did they suffer heavy casualties, but also the Baron Grudin's life was killed in the battle. As a result of the baron's hospitality, the pioneer knight of the kingdom, and the lord of the Valhalla region, he thought it was his duty to temporarily take on the defense of the locality. After a night of fighting, the undead have now been repulsed, but in order to prevent the undead from invading again, from today onwards, I will temporarily take charge of the defense and administration of this place," he paused, "until the arrival of a new lord appointed by Her Royal Highness the Princess herself—"

Brando watched the aristocratic maidens write earnestly, the tip of her pen rustling like a whisper in her ear.

"Go on," he said, "and here he asks Lord Count Denel about his responsibility, why he did not release the news of the undead army of the Instarong side of the South, and the dereliction of duty to allow the army of Mardara to cross the four realms without a trace. Secondly, I hope to get the understanding of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and finally enclose a magic stone that records the battlefield image to prove that it is conclusive. ”

Antitina raised her head slightly stunned, "Magic stone? She asked, "How did this come about?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of 'tuk tuk' -

The young lord looked up in response, and the door opened. It was Flo who entered, the elder sister of the Wild Elf sisters—the girl glanced up at the two men in the room, and then walked over to Brando. "Your Excellency," she replied bluntly, placing a gray-white stone ball covered in fine patterns with a fine pattern in Brando's hand, "what you want." "Miss Elf is wearing a corset leather armor today, with a plain short period of hair underneath, thin golden braids coiled behind her head, and the whole person looks natural and capable.

"Checked?" Brando asked.

Flo nodded.

Antitina recognized the 'Magic Stone' in Flo's possession, a magical object created by Buga's wizarding craftsmen using a mysterious magic technique that could record and transmit visual information. In fact, long before the establishment of the Silver Alliance, wizards and craftsmen had discovered a kind of quartz that could record video data in a short period of time (a day or two), but the people of silver imported them into the magic circle, thus making 'magic stones' that could store the data for decades......

Brando put away the stone balls, and then said to Antitina, "With this letter, it depends on Griffine. Kolkova. Her Royal Highness Odysphes's reaction, but Her Royal Highness the Princess is a smart person, and I am sure she will make good use of this opportunity. ”

"Are you familiar with Her Highness the Princess?" The aristocratic maiden grasped the center of the question with her characteristic acumen, "Lord Lord? ”

"A girl who can leave the turbulent undercurrent of Corcova alone, sneak back to her own territory, and use the power of the royal party to oppose her brother is not mature and firm enough?" Brando replied back, "Antitina, don't forget that she's not yet sixteen this year," he paused, "take a step back and say, the people around her won't be deaf and blind, and the royal party who has experienced the palace struggle won't fail to see the meaning behind this letter." ”

He took the letterhead from Antitina's hand and flicked the letter 'rattle'. "Let Count Denel oscillate between the localists, the old and the new, and all are happy to see us put pressure on him," replied Brando, "and therefore the point of the letter is not whether it is true or not, but how true it can appear." When the royal party got this letter, it was an opportunity to force the Count of Denel to take a stand-"

"When you are weak, it is good to choose to be a pawn," Antitina frowned, "but once Count Denel falls to the king, we will become outcasts—"

"It's not that simple," the young lord shook his head, "let Count Denel be an old fox, cautious by nature, how can he be at the mercy of one side." He has an indecisive personality, and when he is stressed, his anger is replaced by vigilance. In this way, at least temporarily, our stress will be relieved. And in the long run, as long as there is a chance to breathe, there will be variables for us-" He raised the letter and replied, "In the final analysis, strength determines fate. ”

The aristocratic daughter glanced at him, but then lowered her eyelids. Brando told them privately that he was just a pioneer knight, but how could a pioneer knight know so much secret. For the family traditions of the nobility, the character is well understood, and only those children of the nobility who have received a special education can do it. Although the mystery of the young man is revealed one by one, Antitina is more and more convinced that there must be a story in him.

It's not just her, I'm afraid most of the people who follow Brando think so.

"But we killed his son," the fairy girl asked, puzzled, "and that's it?" ”

"For an old aristocrat, heirs are nothing compared to status and power." Antitina replied quietly, "Grudin's is not the only descendant of Jean Denel, but for the sake of his family's honor, he will not rest on his laurels. No matter how long or late it is, we will always have to face an army from Jean Denel. ”

Brando nodded in agreement with the aristocratic girl's words. "The chess pieces must also have value in their possession," he replied, "and we must show Her Highness that we can put pressure on Count Denel, and if you don't even have the ability to gain a foothold, no one wants to make a risk investment in you." ”

"Venture capital?"

"It's like a gambler placing a bet." Brando explains, "Savvy gamblers don't just believe in luck. ”

Both girls nodded their heads, indicating that they understood. But Brando put down the letterhead, opened the drawer, took out another letter, and said to Antitina, "Also, Antitina, copy this letter again." ”

The aristocratic girl was stunned.

"This letter is addressed to Leto and them, and we will have a battle with Grudin's retainers, and with Count Jean Denel." The young lord replied, "The only mercenaries I can rely on now are those outside, and it is unknown whether they can be relied upon. He glanced out the door, "You know, I don't like to rely on uncertainties, so I need them to abandon their original plans and come here to join me." ”

Antitina opened the letterhead and glanced at the contents, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and asked, "Those people in Green Village, how do you plan to settle them?" ”

This was also a question that Brando had been thinking about all along, and he could see that the werewolves were willing to follow him, but they didn't dare to speak up because of their low status. However, he didn't care about this, the population of Green Village was more than three hundred, and because of the werewolf's natural physique and survival in the harsh environment of the Black Forest, most of these people were black iron-level strength. Not to mention other factors, it can be regarded as a powerful boost. "The Eruins may not be able to accept the Senians for a moment," he replied, "and the only way is for them to return to the Green Village for a while." By the time I find that place, I'm going to need a large population—"

"That place?" The two girls were stunned.

"A fantasy country called Valhalla, you'll understand soon," Brando pointed to the table, "yes, what those druids are all about." I haven't asked you yet, Antitina. ”

"That's just a coincidence," Antitina replied, "and I didn't expect them to come when I encouraged the villagers of Green Village. But I think-"

She looked up at Brando.

"They're here for Funia."

"Funia?"

Brando frowned slightly.

(pS. is almost straightened out, and will break out tomorrow. I doubled my monthly pass and found that I was driven down a lot. Keep asking for subscriptions and referrals.)