Scene 306 Wrath Scroll III

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The lights in the small room were flickering, the business lady lay on the edge of the wooden bed, put her chin on her folded hands, her eyes rolled around curiously like a sleeping nun and princess, and from time to time she lightly touched her with her fingers. Poke each other.

"Antitina, why do you think Miss Magdal is a doll? Look at her skin, it's soft, it's so fun... People are so pretty, Brando must be lying, right?"

Miss Staff sighed. Those who are familiar with Little Roman's temperament will know that the focus of her sentence is actually "it's fun" rather than the second half of the sentence; It was not above it at all, and it had already flown into the heavy rain, above the battlefield.

Swords and swords, both sides fighting, this day will be engraved on the history of this port. It's just that the sunrise of the next day will eventually shine on that side of the land. ?

Can you really win?

Antitina's heart hangs in the air. She put down her book, silently took off her silver-rimmed glasses, and glanced out, the direction of the port was ablaze. There seems to be whimpering in the sound of the wind and rain, as if Aruin's ancestors are crying in the air——

It's just that the intermittent howling before dying, I don't know if it belongs to relatives and friends a moment ago.

"Be careful, don't be too rude to Princess Magdal... You, you are already too rude like this." Antitina watched Little Roman sneakily press the almost perfect breast shape of the nun princess, and couldn't help it. Angrily denounced.

"I know." The natural answer.

Antitina stared at her.

Only then did the business lady restrain herself, "Well, do you want to go out?"

"Well, the room is too stuffy, which makes me restless." Antitina glanced at the princess nun on the bed with some jealousy. "Also, if Princess Magdale wakes up suddenly, don't tell her anything."

"But Brando said she won't wake up for a while."

"I mean if."

Roman watched Antitina go out of the house. Looking back, but for a moment. She seemed to see the eyelids of the girl on the bed move slightly. After about a few seconds. Moved slightly again.

This time it was real.

ah!

"Ann..." The business lady immediately turned around and shouted,

But life stopped.

This is the credit of Lord Roman, it's better to wait a while.

She thought so, and then turned around. She carefully looked at the nun and princess on the bed. The nun and princess Magdal seemed to be in some kind of nightmare, her brows were slightly frowned, she looked very tired, she struggled slightly, and let out some small voices.

Roman immediately became curious. She leaned forward, carefully put her ear to the other's mouth, and finally heard a few words clearly: "How did this happen, be careful..."

"careful……"

"Huh?" The merchant lady stood up suddenly, she thought about it seriously, and put her fingers on the other's forehead: "Miss Magdal, are you dreaming, let little Roman help you calm down the nightmare, okay?" It's-"

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The heavy rain intertwined a hazy world on the [square] outside the Great Sanctuary of Anderfleur, and the black carriage passed through the rain curtain. A vehicle stopped silently before the main entrance of the temple.

Emblem on the carriage. All shine for a while.

Vitokin of the Pale Lone Wolf, Anlek of the Mountains and the Eagle, Kurkoburg of the Crescent Lily, Sifach of the Wind and Fire Moon, Golan-Elsen of the Sword and Black Pine, Black Tower of Karasu.

Yanbao's folding sword was also slightly dim.

Anleke looked indifferent when he got off the car. The eagle Dejar and the silver knight Sylvia stood beside him; he raised his head. Not far away, Grand Duke Sifah responded with a slight smile, but the red man in the royal family of Sifah seemed to stand out from the crowd.

"Yan Nicholas, the swordsman of the Sifah royal family, the realm of elements, and his strength is even higher than Dejar and the Silver Knight." Brando's eyes moved to another "the old man in the purple robe. The mentor of the eldest son of the king" , 'Strange Seeker' Garlock, Cruz Archmage, Strength//Fastest text update. No pop-ups, no ads//It's on par with Leigh Woods."

"The old man next to Earl Vitokine, the veteran general of the Black Blade Legion, is Nigel, who is known as the 'unshakable sword'. realm of transformation."

"Vitokine was his attendant when he was young. In addition, Vitokine himself has the strength of gold."

Brando looked around, and found that the Marquis Balta, the head of the White Lion Army, and the Admiral, Earl Yanilasu, had stopped, and couldn't help frowning slightly. But even so, the scene is full of elites.

Including the head of the Highland Knights, almost all the powerful people in the realm of Aruin's elements are gathered here, and there are as many as a cow's hair under the gold. The strength of a country is undoubtedly displayed here.

And what kind of scene the Cruz Empire is like, except for Brando, I am afraid that no one present can imagine.

"You know them all?" Del Ferry couldn't help asking curiously.

"It's just a one-sided relationship." Brando replied.

While answering, everyone stepped into the temple, still in the Rockshebe Palace——

This place is destined to leave a strong mark in history and now; Brando couldn't help but walk into this magnificent palace built in 277 of the First Era He raised his head slightly and glanced up.

On the arched beams, the murals of the final battle of the King of Flame's expulsion of the Miner people are brightly colored. The famous holy sword is dazzling. It's just that the sages are determined to sweep away all the darkness, but their descendants, do they have such courage?

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The main venue was silent——

The temple was uncharacteristically, and Bishop Moros pushed the door first and entered. He looked around and said nothing. Two high-ranking priests followed him to the center of the venue, and everyone was stunned: something big happened!

Brando raised his head and narrowed his eyes, but saw Anleke's face was expressionless, and Grand Duke Sifah was confident, smiling and staring at his niece opposite him.

Princess Griffin's face was calm, while the Royalists around him looked dignified.

There is clearly a split between the two.

Moros paused slightly, and there was no trace of joy or anger on his gloomy face. He raised his head slowly, "Martha, I will be pleased that her people have yearning and pursuit of peace; because whether it is the Cruz people or the Eruin people, at least it proves that the descendants of the King of Fire still insist on justice— —”

"However" he changed the subject, and his expression turned cold: "Amperesel is now shrouded in darkness. The temple is incompetent. Even the younger generation is rampant among the servants!"

"Before I went here, I got news-it is claimed that some of you here have colluded with the Sheep Cultists. But I don't want to believe that the glorious nobles of Eruin have fallen so far. I hope that before the meeting starts, someone can stand up Come to prove your innocence!"

The High Priest of Melos said a word, causing an uproar among the four.

There was a buzzing sound of discussion in the hall for a while. Everyone was looking around curiously, as if they wanted to find out the ghost hidden among the nobles.

Only Brando looked coldly at Grand Duke Sifah, Youxi, and Witokine in the north with a complacent look on their faces, and only Anleke looked indifferent, with a high-hanging attitude that had nothing to do with me look.

The north is already monolithic.

Brando turned around. Now the group of blue knights in the south still stood still, as if they were watching the situation quietly.

Among the crowd, only Marcaro looked disdainful, and Lewoods' face sank. "Despicable!" Brando heard the countess curse softly.

"Mr. Macaro, you know who I'm talking about."

Moros' eyes suddenly turned to Wang Dang and his party.

"Ah!" Someone in the crowd made a surprised voice, as if they had just expected something.

"Nonsense." Makaro said with a cold face. He frowned secretly, the temple moved earlier than expected, which made him feel a little passive.

But the other party is so pressing, is it ready for war?

The Black Blade Legion is still on the front line of Huishan and has not advanced. Only one vanguard reached Ampersel. What is it that makes the other party so confident?

"I also know that this is nonsense. But since it is nonsense, I hope Mr. Makaro can dismantle this lie here and return us the truth."

"We must know that the nobles of Eruin cannot be slandered."

Moros replied quietly.

"Well, it's not necessary, but it's nothing more than a little effort." Markaro replied coldly, "But before I prove myself, I dare to ask. Since the priest said so, what evidence do you have?"

"nature."

"To be precise, what I have is not evidence, but witnesses." Moros added.

There was an uproar.

Brando also raised his eyebrows slightly - there is a traitor in the king's party! He thought immediately.

Sure enough, Makaro and the others immediately turned their heads in surprise and anger. The royal party had been fighting the old nobles for many years, but there had never been any traitors inside.

Not just Macaro.

Everyone present was a little surprised. Almost all of the Royalists are instant stars, and there are even rumors that there are only royalists who died in battle, and no royalists who surrendered. Who would be a traitorous villain? Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the royal party and his party in the far south.

But they just looked over, and a person came out behind Moros.

It turned out to be him.

Brando was both surprised and stunned.

"Viscount Begnin!" The half-elf girl suddenly stood up, and looked at the young man in front of her with a look she almost never recognized. Her expression was still calm, but her clenched and trembling fists had already Explained everything.

"Where is my brother!"

Her Highness the Princess took a deep breath, and almost gnashed her teeth to ask this sentence.

But Begnin just glanced at him, and didn't care about Markaro who was looking gloomy. He raised his head and faced everyone: "Everyone knows that I once fell in love with Her Royal Highness, and even betrayed the family. But even so, I can't tolerate the king's party and cultists colluding, and I don't want to see Her Royal Highness sink into it." .”

The words fell to the ground with sound, and there was a moment of silence in the hall. Everyone present had fully guessed what was going on at this moment, but they couldn't help but rejoice that they didn't mess with the Sifah family.

Too vicious.

Brando slammed his mouth. It has never been mentioned in history that the Lord Viscount had the slightest betrayal of the royal party. On the contrary, he praised his loyal pursuit of love. This person can really bear it.

His heart was mixed with surprise, but there was a hint of inexplicable relief; at least it was better for Wang Dang to be stabbed in the back than to be stabbed in the back, isn't it?

But what followed was big trouble. If he remembered correctly, the little prince was taken away by the other party, so it would be troublesome now. And bigger troubles are yet to come.

Suddenly he saw Begnin turn towards him.

What is this guy up to?

"Mr. Earl, the Mr. Brando next to you is probably not your aide?" At the moment when Brando's thoughts were flashing like lightning, Viscount Begnin had already spoken to Delferry coldly.

"ah……"

Del Ferry was stunned for a moment, she never thought that the battlefield would come to her side in one go. According to Brando, they should be supporting the princess to leave Ampere Sear this time, which is also the task of the Sword Guardian family.

Instead of confronting these messy problems——

Begnin didn't expect her to answer, it was enough to make the other party show this surprised look. He continued to ask aggressively: "Mr. Brando, the earliest news I have here is that you are from Butch, claiming to be a highland knight. Then you rebelled in Tonigel, killed the local lords, and gathered people to rebel."

"The other truth is that your [true] identity is a member of the Sheep Cult, and you have an affair with the unity of all things. Now you are conspiring and cooperating with the royal party to plot the throne of this kingdom. Am I wrong? "

The Viscount raised his chin slightly: "Is it true or not? In fact, there is no need to answer. We just need to ask the noble knight gentlemen from Karasu, are you a descendant of the so-called highland knight, and what is your noble status?" Where did it come from, the truth is revealed.”

Brando frowned.

The other party came prepared...

Although he wasn't too afraid of being exposed, anyway, after today, his identity as a chaotic party would be confirmed. But he still couldn't help turning his head back, looking at those real knights from the mountains and plateaus.

After being a pirated version for more than a year, it is inevitable that I still feel anxious when I encounter the genuine version.

Begnin smiled confidently, turned his head and asked in the direction of the head of the Highland Knights: "Dear head, I heard that you have always kept your promises and abided by the knight's creed. We believe that you will never lie. , so it's up to you to tell everyone the truth."

I have to say that Begnin is very good at talking, and the head of the Highland Knights also smiled slightly. He is indeed a staid knight. The Highland Knights have been passed down through his family, and the spirit of chivalry has almost penetrated into his bones.

The head of the group raised his head - he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man from a distance, but Brando happened to know this guy named Bunide? Norbert's man, when the other party's eyes fell on him, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

The title of Knight of Steel is not for nothing.

This uncle who looks easy to talk has a great reputation in Karasu, and the Madara generals who died in his hands in history and now are counted in double digits.

And it was precisely because of him that Madara didn't take much advantage of Karasu in the first Black Rose War.

I saw that the uncle also smiled at Brando, but his eyes moved behind him: "Charles, is that you?" He asked seriously.

Wow...

There was an uproar in the hall.