Chapter 28: A Tale of Two Cities (Part I)

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Roland turned his head in surprise, saw the two lines of tears hanging on the face of the young man next to him, and felt as if there was another person sitting next to the table.

In his impression, this blood-stained hands, cold and rational "master" has never been associated with the word tears.

But today, he seems to have seen another Constantine.

An old voice suddenly sounded outside the tavern, "Such a touching "Twilight", I haven't heard this old bone for many years. ”

Roland looked at the door of the tavern, where Brillouin, dressed in white robes, was standing

The Crown Archmage, who had buried a thousand thieves with blizzard magic on the plains of Azeroa, stood quietly in the doorway, not taking a step, as if he could not bear to disturb Karien's playing.

With Carion's gradually low and tactful voice, the song "Twilight" slowly ended.

She stooped down and bowed to Constantine, who was seated at the table, and looked surprised at the sight of Brillouin as he walked through the door.

On the same night, two magicians appeared in the tavern?

Brillouin walked to the table where Constantine was, bent down and sat down slowly, looking very respectful, "I'm here to find you. ”

Constantine opened his eyes and stared fixedly at the gray-haired Golden Clover Vice-President in front of him, and his gaze fell to the snow-white heraldic ring he wore on his finger.

"Old man, when did you join the Blizzard Mage Order?" Constantine asked, his expression calm again. The tears on his face are gone.

Hearing the Blizzard Mage Regiment, a word that should have disappeared into the torrent of history, the middle-aged shopkeeper and Karien's eyes widened, and the latter covered his mouth in surprise and stared at the white-robed old man's somewhat awkward back in disbelief.

"Sixty years ago, when I was only twenty-one years old, I brought my lover to Winterfell. ”

The old man ordered a glass of wine, "I'm quite accomplished in frost magic, so I've been appreciated by Master Cohen and joined the Blizzard Mage Clan. ”

Cohen was the chief archmage of the Blizzard Mage Regiment back then, and he had passed away thirty years ago, and Constantine had heard of this person, so he didn't doubt Brillouin's words.

"Then you must have met my grandfather. Constantine smiled, fingers clutching the slightly hot glass.

"Lord Magis is an excellent lord, he has ruled the Duchy of Azerolia in good order, and during his lifetime, the people of Azeroya lived very comfortably, and the only thing to worry about was probably the ever-expanding army of dragonlances. ”

"After the death of His Excellency Magis, there was some instability within the Duchy, and we older generations were worried about whether the Dragonlance Dynasty would take advantage of that time to do something, but we are relieved and fortunate that Lord Magis has a son who is even more remarkable than him. ”

The old man laughed too, and his smile was very kind. "I was one of those present in the grand duel between Archduke Eliot and Alexander Claudius, the first dragon knight of the Dragonlance Dynasty, on the snowy field. ”

That duel was the most well-known battle of Constantine's father, once the strongest man in the North, and the eternal pride of the people of Azero.

Alexander, the most powerful dragon knight of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, faced off against Archduke Elliottal, who had been in the Sanctuary for several years at the time, and this duel also attracted many famous mainland powerhouses to watch.

Among them were Marshal Morgan and Count Fastia of the Holy Empire, Chief Knight of the Duchy of Bavaria, Brandley, Lionheart Saint Caius of the Duchy of Carolina, Grand Magister Luno of the Duchy of France, etc., all of whom came to watch the battle in their personal names.

On the side of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, there were even four dragon knights for the first time, and even the most unruly and uncertain Ofiro also rushed over, although his drunken appearance really made the strong people around him ashamed to be with him.

The grand occasion of the duel can be described as unprecedented.

This duel was nominally a purely personal competition between two top martial artists in the mainland, but looking back now, behind the scenes of the duel, there may be an extremely dangerous game of great powers.

If Archduke Elliott had been defeated or seriously wounded, the Dragonlance might have gone to war.

However, in the end, the lord of Azeroa won a victory that shocked the continent, in exchange for more than ten years of peace in the principality, and made all the spectators remember the name [Twilight].

"I wasn't born at that time, so I regret I didn't get to see it with my own eyes, but then I always heard the servants at home talk about it, and after a long time, I naturally knew about it. ”

Constantine said lightly, "When I was a child, I always pestered my father and asked him to tell me the details of the day of the duel, but my father was always too lazy to talk to me, and said that there was nothing to talk about such a boring thing?"

defeated the strongest dragon knight recognized by the dragon lance dynasty, such a glorious record in the annals of history, fell in the mouth of the grand duke of Elliott, and was actually evaluated as boring, if it spread, I am afraid it will make countless dragon lance people vomit blood.

However, Brilin did not seem surprised, and the old man laughed: "The only thing that the Grand Duke cherishes in this life is the land under his feet and the people of this land, and other things are indeed boring compared to guarding his kingdom." ”

Constantine was noncommittal, but for some reason, he remembered his father's words on that bloody night on the tower of Winterfell.

Fathers can even give up the kingdom he loves for the sake of his mother.

However, Constantine now has no energy to delve into what happened back then, why would his mother, who inherited the blood of St. Faust, the greatest genius of the City of Dawn, be united with a worldly lord like his father?

He withdrew his gaze from the ring on the old man's finger, "Since you found me, you must have guessed my identity. ”

"Yes, His Highness Constantine. The old man sat upright, and then performed an ancient ritual to the young man in front of him.

Hearing the title of His Royal Highness, Karion and the middle-aged shopkeeper, who were in a fog from the previous conversation between the two, instantly turned pale and realized something.

Roland raised his head unobtrusively, glanced at Carion and the middle-aged shopkeeper who were in extreme shock, his fingers lightly clasped the tabletop, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

As soon as Constantine gave the order, Roland would kill the two of them.

He is not a villain, but he definitely does not want Constantine's identity to be leaked here, which will bring too many unknown risks.

But Constantine secretly stopped Roland with a gesture and looked at Brillouin calmly, "Then you came to me because..."

Briyuan quietly looked at the handsome young man in front of him, as if looking at the two generations of Winterfell masters he had served, "I hope that Your Highness, you can lead us to complete the great cause of restoring the country." ”

(End of chapter)

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