Scene 230 Revealing Feelings

A dusty, blood-stained hand stretched out from under the ruins, causing the rocks to tumble down. This hand tightly grasped a crystal ball, which seemed to be inspired by some mysterious power. , the surface exudes a misty shimmer, and a thin layer of mist escapes from its surface, shrouding everything around it.

The blood-stained hand struggled twice, and then lifted up a relatively large piece of gravel. The stone seemed to be weightless foam. It was lifted up lightly and rolled down, making a heavy sound.

Then there was a crash, a large piece of gravel and broken wood was pushed up, and a man covered in dust emerged from underneath.

The man's whole body was covered with gray, and only his two eyes were still alive. He carefully looked around and found no trace of the Dragon Queen, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is Brando.

He thought to himself that at least the Elf Queen was not joking with him on this matter. The dragon-proof orb in his hand really worked, otherwise a thin layer of gravel and wood would never be able to stop Gwendolen. Searched.

Glancing at the crystal ball in his hand, Brando opened his pocket and threw it in. Although there was a layer of cloth, the mist-like film of water mist surrounding his body did not decrease at all. Affect the effect of this orb.

However, he freed up his hands, leaned down, and carefully picked up Medisha from under the rock formation. He himself was covered in scratches, but the little silver elf princess was almost unscathed under his protection, which made him feel a little more at ease. He carried the latter on his back and held the sword in one hand. Look around cautiously.

This should already be the outskirts of the patrol cavalry headquarters. Half of the fortress had collapsed in the previous battle - although the previous battle between him and the Dragon Queen could not be called a battle at all, at best he was able to stop the Dragon Queen from pursuing Xipa. Mira, and then Gwendolyn just hit him back.

In one fell swoop, everything he saw before his eyes was caused.

Brando stood under the night. He looked at the scene in front of him with horror - about tens of thousands of square meters of ruins, more complete than demolition, as if they were the masterpieces left behind by the directional detonation of later generations of demolition teams. The largest debris he could see turned out to be the vestibule of the patrolling cavalry headquarters. The fountain was 'luckily' that it only cracked in half.

Spring water flowed out from the cracked fountain and filled most of the front courtyard. It was as if half of the area of ​​the patrol cavalry headquarters was originally a water town.

"Her Majesty the Queen is having a lot of fun now. It will cost a lot of money to rebuild, but the people of the Empire are rich, but I don't know how she plans to explain all this to the people."

Brando couldn't help but thought with a little gloating,

He thought to himself that Gwendolyn was really not holding back at all. A strong man from the realm of saints and sages dared to attack with all his strength in the urban area.

Of course, he didn't dare to confirm whether the other party had full strength. After all, there were legends of saints destroying half of the city with one strike in the past. He just hated the feeling of being controlled by others.

If you can't become stronger, you will never be able to control your own destiny.

In this era, he may have stood at the pinnacle of mortals, but compared with those legendary beings, he is still far behind.

Look around. No trace of Dragon Queen Gwendolyn was found. He knew that the other party might have thought that he had escaped by some means, so he went to the periphery to search for his whereabouts. Dragons often believe in the physical speed they are proud of, and it is not once or twice that they make arrogant mistakes because of this illusion.

He was a little worried about the escaped Hipamira. He didn't have much time left for the priestess at that time. He didn't dare to confirm whether the other party had escaped from the Dragon Queen's perception range. Brando used telepathy to contact the other party, only to find that There was no reply.

His heart suddenly tightened. I sent several messages in succession, but unexpectedly received an unexpected reply from Ropal.

The fire-clawed lizardman lord was not far away from him at the moment. In fact, it is located on the outskirts of Queens at the moment, only a few blocks away from Brando.

Brando asked the latter about Hipamira. After getting a negative answer, I found out that the other party had already left the battlefield before the previous battle at Hanlu Villa ended.

As a glorious warrior, Ropar does not often choose to retreat, but Brando gives him the task of protecting the eldest lady of the mosaic collar. As a qualified protector, he will always be the first to be protected. As for the protector, the safest situation is its best choice.

It arrived in Queens early and waited to join Brando. It was not until Mayad occupied it that the latter carefully retreated to the west of Queens and did not choose to conflict with the cultists.

Brando didn't expect that this big man who seemed a bit informal on weekdays would have such a careful side. He couldn't help but admire him very much. After confirming the other person, he asked:

"Is Faina still with you, Ropar?"

"There is nothing wrong with Miss Faina, my lord," the Fire Claw Lizardman Lord replied solemnly: "We also met other people."

"Others?" Brando was stunned for a moment.

"It's Ms. Veronica, and there are others." Since they had met once before in the Ring of Trade Winds, Ropal only knew Veronica, but Brando understood immediately from its words, What Ropal met was Sidney and his party.

According to what Medissa and Hipamila said before, there was another big man who should be with them. He knew that he was a figure who once had a powerful influence in the history of the empire. He worked with the previous emperors to formulate plans for decades to come. The order of the empire until today was completely destroyed by their successor, the Silver Queen.

But no matter what, this person can also be said to have changed the entire world.

He was the empire's first chancellor, the legendary Nidwin.

Brando breathed a sigh of relief. He did not ask why Sidney and the others arrived in Queens now. He just whispered to Ropal: "Ropal, ask them to wait for me where they are. Don't show up casually. Tell them that Dragon Queen Gwendolyn is nearby and waiting for me to join you."

"Yes, my lord."

Ropar didn't ask who the Dragon Queen Gwendolyn was, and didn't seem to care whether Brando had the ability to get to them. It was like a real warrior. Just follow orders rigidly.

But even this made Brando feel more at ease.

At least among his careless guys like Morpheus, Andrigg, Ciel, and even Miss Priest, there was someone he could order with peace of mind.

Speaking of which, after he ordered Morpheus and Charles to go separate ways at the foot of Cold Dew Villa, Brando never heard from these people again. Ever since he saw the mother of the nightmare insect, Brando felt that he had a relationship with him. The psychic connection between one's own planeswalkers has become unsustainable.

According to legend, the Nightmare tribe can control the psychic network. That seems to be the case now.

Turning off the spiritual connection, Brando let out a breath.

Cultists, rioting citizens, and the twice-defiled Andersa and Mayad, there is clearly the shadow of the Tree Shepherd behind them - and now the Nightmare tribe has reappeared. The Dragon Queen also swaggered outside, and for a moment it seemed like everything had come together.

"It's been such a troubled time. All sorts of monsters and monsters have appeared at the core of this empire..."

He couldn't help but sigh.

Brando was actually seriously injured. The Dragon Queen's blow broke at least three of his ribs. Thanks to his current physical strength, anyone else, even at the peak of the law, would have been beaten to pieces by that blow. Mud.

Such injuries affected his movements to some extent. Although his life was slowly recovering under the influence of his tenacity talent, the fractures could not be effectively treated. And in order not to arouse the speed of Dragon Queen Gwendolyn, he did not dare to fly above the roof easily, so he could only limp down the street with Medisa on his back.

He left the patrolling cavalry headquarters first. Then he walked along an unknown alley behind the fortress. He had walked through this alley once in the past few days and knew that it led to Saber Street, which was the closest place to Ropar.

After walking on the dark street for an unknown amount of time, Brando suddenly felt a gentle breath hitting his neck, and he was stunned for a moment. Only then did he react:

"Medissa?"

The little silver elf princess gave a small thanks. "Put me down, Lord." She whispered.

"Is it okay?"

"No problem. I'm not injured, it's just that the psychic shock has a particularly strong impact on a spiritual body like mine. But it's not a big problem. It's much better now."

Medissa glanced at Brando, who was carrying her, and bit her lip: "Lord, you are much more injured than me."

Brando put her down, and the action touched the injury on his chest again. He couldn't help but grinned in pain. Medisa hurriedly supported him and looked at him blankly with her silver eyes.

"What's wrong?" Brando was confused.

"Nothing." Medisa lowered her head.

She blinked her eyes, and the bright colors reflected in her silver eyes were brighter than the real moonlight, as if there was a soft layer of light reflected in the pupils, with distinct colors but extremely complex expressions.

Just when the latter thought she had nothing to say, the little silver elf princess spoke softly: "Lord."

"Um?"

"Miss Akane, she..."

"What's up with her?"

"She relies on you."

Brando was stunned for a moment and didn't understand why Medissa would talk about this issue.

"You should be able to feel it."

Brando couldn't help but fell silent. Of course he could feel it. In fact, he knew what such feelings meant in his heart.

"I think that even if she never gets any response or promise from you, she will still not look back."

"I..." Brando couldn't wait to scratch his head. Even when facing the Dragon Queen, he had never felt so hesitant and difficult to make a decision. Only on this issue, he felt at a loss and had no direction, so he could only reply timidly. :

"I'm sorry, Metissa."

But the little silver elf princess showed no signs of anger or complaint, or even disappointment. She just said softly: "There's no need to say sorry, because for us, it's worth it."

"you?"

Medisa nodded, but her eyes didn't seem to take this matter to heart. When she spoke again, she seemed to be talking about another thing:

"You are too soft-hearted, Lord. In fact, I think Miss Qian should understand what you are thinking, but she is not willing to hurt you, not even a little bit."

Brando was stunned. He had always thought that it was Qian who could not see through it. He carefully protected this relationship just to prevent the other party from getting hurt; in his opinion, Qian had been betrayed more than once. He received an indifferent response here, and he was worried that the other party would not be able to bear it.

But he didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this. He couldn't help but look at Medisa. Perhaps only as a woman could she understand such a gentle thought.

But he suddenly realized that Medisa was expressing her feelings through Qian.

"Medissa, you..."

The little silver elf princess raised her head and shook her head gently at him: "It doesn't have to be like this, Lord Lord, I just want to say that I am very happy. No one has ever treated me like this. In fact, I don't really understand human emotions. Because the Silver Elf’s life is accompanied by battles, I was born with this knowledge, but I feel no more fulfilling than I do now when I am galloping and killing on the battlefield.”

"I think," she said softly, "Miss Akane should be the same."

Brando fell silent.

The two of them supported each other and moved forward in the dark alley. A ray of moonlight passed through the gap between the eaves and thinly fell on the stone path. The swaying light gaps were staggered between the two.

Like a link of destiny, two souls from two worlds, thousands of years apart and from different eras, are drawn together.

The two of them were so immersed in their own thoughts that even the Blue Sword Master didn't even notice when he walked in front of them.

Veronica looked at the two little guys with a teasing look, and finally couldn't help but remind her:

"It seems that your relationship is getting better, but little Darus, it's not good for you to be so merciful. My students also seem to care about you."

Brando was startled, and raised his head in astonishment, only to realize that although he didn't let Sidney and the others come to pick him up, a group of people still came over.

But the first thing he looked at through the crowd was not the stereotyped face of the Saint of the Lion Palace, but an old and serious face.

He recognized the person immediately.

The only prime minister of the empire, Niedwin.

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