Act 41 2 Letters VI

"Brando, let your father tell you these things," Windsor touched the shallow scar left on his son's cheek - this scar was left during the wolf disaster, although it was not obvious. But it still made her heartache: "There are some things in our family, and it's time to tell you. But now, please tell me what happened these days. You must have suffered a lot outside."

"It's nothing, but Mom, you won't let me stand here and talk."

"Look, I'm already confused."

"You are not old. You are a well-known beauty here. You are more beautiful than the ever-green goddess Elaine. From Silman to Butcher, from Manowell to Fort Kurk, there are countless people. I envy the old man."

Windsor smiled when he heard this, and Freya and Antitina also burst into laughter. They had never seen their lord like this before. The mistress of the manor took the two little girls by the hand and led them into the house. It was a living room, compact and warm, like the usual style of country houses in this area, with a fireplace and pictures on the wall. There is a flower stand, and a pot of spider plant hanging in the room. Next to the kitchen, there is a low wooden cabinet against the wall, which is filled with various porcelain jars. There is a sofa and a coffee table in the center of the living room. The coffee table has been prepared long ago. There were delicious and steaming snacks of various colors, all produced by the mill.

Brandok still remembered his mother's craftsmanship, and Antitina and Freya also praised it. However, both of them were very elegant. After tasting a few pieces, they were embarrassed to eat any more.

Then Brando began to tell his mother about his experiences during this period of time. He was not good at telling stories, but he spoke clearly and logically. When he told how he escaped from Lidenburg, Windsor showed a look of rejoicing and said with some worry: "Your father and I heard that a mercenary led the refugees to escape from Lidenburg. We didn't expect you. Also inside, why didn't you come to us directly at that time? Your father was angry about this matter."

"I thought so too," Brando blushed, "but as you know, I got into trouble with Everything Guiyi. I was worried about exposing my identity and causing trouble to my family, so I had to choose not to go home."

"poor child."

"Aunt Windsor, I can also testify for Brando. He got into trouble with those hateful cultists just to save me. At that time, I was blamed for being too good at making decisions. Please help Brando tell Scott Uncle, please explain, Brando is not to blame for this matter." Freya mustered up the courage to interject in a low voice at this time.

Windsor glanced at her with a smile: "Silly boy, I don't blame you or Brando for this. Our old man is just sulking with himself. He is so stubborn. He will be fine after a while. .Freya, Antitina, if you don’t dislike it,

Just call me Windsor Mom, and this will be your home from now on. "

Antitina and Freya only felt their cheeks get hot after hearing this, and they could still scream, but their hearts were warm. Freya was fine. The noble daughter lowered her eyelids and almost shed tears again.

Brando didn't know what his mother had planned, so he quickly interrupted: "Mom, a lot of things happened later."

"Oh?" Windsor's attention was indeed attracted: "By the way, what happened after that? Where did you go?"

"After that, I went to Tonigel to settle the refugees."

"Toniguer, I think I have heard of this place. By the way, there seems to be a great person there, called Count Toniguer. I heard that he caused the Cruz people to suffer in Ampelsel. Recently, even Mada Ladu was defeated by him, and he helped Her Royal Highness the Princess defeat Gendenel's army. He will probably be renamed Count Gendenel soon."

Brando knows that his mother has always been more knowledgeable. Otherwise, how would the country woman know what Denel and Tony Geer are, let alone see the relationship between them. In the past, Brando attributed this to his mother's aristocratic nature. Origin, but now it seems that no ordinary small aristocratic family can cultivate such a daughter. As a grandfather, my mother's background may not be too small.

But he was a little surprised that his mother didn't seem to know who Count Tonigel was. Did Bunid not tell them?

"Mom, you really don't know who Count Jeandenelle is?"

"How do I know who the Earl is, silly boy? I only found out about it by listening to the rumors coming out of the city."

"ah?"

This surprised low cry was not made by Brando, but by Antitina. The staff lady and her lord looked at each other and couldn't help but look at each other. It seems that the Highland Knight has not told his family what happened during this period, so why are they looking for him in such a hurry? For a while, Brando couldn't help but become more and more confused, wondering what kind of medicine the weird knights on the Karasu Highlands bought in the gourds.

"Brando, do you know Count Tonigel?"

Brando nodded and was about to speak when he saw Dawn walking out of the room inside and said to him: "Brando, Mr. Scott asked you to come over."

Brando shut his mouth and glanced at his mother. Windsor nodded to him: "Go, Brando, let your father see you. Don't look at him like this now. He hasn't had a day these days." He’s not worried about you. In order to find you, he even entrusted all his past relationships. Originally, your grandfather...hey, forget it, go ahead, your father will tell you everything."

Brando also nodded. He originally wanted to take Antitina with him, but after thinking about it, he was going to see his father. Taking Antitina with him seemed a bit too ambiguous; he subconsciously looked towards Miss Staff, Antitina had the same idea as him, and immediately understood what her lord was thinking, and hurriedly replied: "I'll stay with Aunt Windsor."

"Call mother." Windsor corrected.

Antitina blushed and shouted something in a mosquito-like voice. I am afraid that even she herself may not have heard it clearly, but Windsor smiled brightly: "Go," she said, "Go, Bu." Lando, let your father take a good look at you, you are now a man too."

Brando then got up and walked into the back room with Dawn. They passed through a room and came to the courtyard behind the manor. From a distance, he saw his father standing under an oak tree, beside him. There was another person. Brando recognized that it was Bunid, the leader of the Highlanders, but he also saw a girl not far away from the two. When he saw the other person, he stood as if he was petrified. There.

The girl obviously noticed him, she turned her head and looked at him carefully; the girl stood there, wearing a silver dress, with pointed ears through her silver hair, which set off the soft His face was bright, but the look in his eyes was as calm as a dream: "Brando, long time no see."

"Your Highness...Princess?"

Brando thought about various possibilities, but he never dreamed that the one who would finally appear in front of him would be Princess Griffin.

Why did Her Royal Highness appear here? Brando felt as if he had been hit in the head, his mind went blank for a while, and he lost the ability to think. The visit of the Highland Knights was not beyond his expectation. His grandfather was Darus, and his mother was the noble daughter of Cadrego. All signs indicated that he might have come from a family of Highland Knights. But the Highland Knights have always maintained a detached status outside of Eruin's political system. When did they, Her Royal Highness, and the royal family come together again?

Brando looked at Bunid, then at Her Royal Highness the Princess, and then at his father. For a moment, his thinking was short-circuited.

This was completely beyond his comprehension.

Brando subconsciously looked at his father, trying to get a reasonable answer from the old man. But Old Scott was cleaning a two-handed sword. His movements were meticulous, and he silently polished the blade until it was shiny. Then he raised his head and looked at Brando: "I just heard that in the past year and a half, , you have experienced many things, the princess also made you an earl, and your swordsmanship has also improved greatly?"

Bunid chuckled: "Scott, your son is not what he used to be. Now even I may not be his opponent."

A trace of surprise flashed in Scott's eyes. He looked at his son with a straight face. At that time, Brando ran to the countryside of Butchi because he could not endure the hardship of militia training. He knew that his son was quite talented in swordsmanship. But he has a loose nature, and he often loses his temper because of this. It's just that before his father was alive, it was his father who had always taught Brando, and the old man also strictly prohibited other people in the manor from showing any skill with swords, so he had been unable to intervene. Not long after his father's death, this unruly guy He fled to Butchi.

He never imagined that so many things would happen later. He didn't even know that his son was still alive until Bunid came to visit.

Scott looked at the sword in his hand. This was his old friend. He had carefully collected it for nearly twenty years. Today was the first time it had been seen again. He raised his sword, made a gesture, and then looked at Brando.

"Old man, what is going on?" Brando was becoming more and more confused.

"If you want to know, after passing my level, I will tell you naturally," Scott raised his sword and assumed a defensive posture: "If you want to inherit something, you must first have the qualifications, otherwise I will I’d rather you remain mediocre, come on.”

Brando understood at a glance that this was Eruin's military swordsmanship, but it was just a two-handed swordsmanship routine. To be honest, his father's strength is also above the golden realm. Looking at it, Eruin can be regarded as a top player, but at this moment, in his eyes, it is full of flaws. "The old man is still far behind my grandfather." Brando thought to himself, with an embarrassed look on his face: "Old man, forget it."

He is not afraid, but worried that if he can make the old man unable to step down with two or three moves; not to mention that Her Royal Highness Princess and Bunid are still here, with the old man's stubborn character, if he really loses face, His good days may be coming to an end.

"Mr. Scott, please let me come." Griffin suddenly said.

"Your Highness Princess, you-?" Scott was startled.

"Scott, let Her Royal Highness give it a try," Bunid said with a smile.

Scott hesitated for a moment. He looked at his son, then at the princess, and nodded: "Then please pay attention to your safety, Princess."

Brando has been paying attention to Bunid's expression. The guy smiled like an old fox and didn't know what he was thinking. Griffin took the sword from his hand, held the skirt in one hand, and came to Brando. "My Lord Earl, in terms of swordsmanship, you are Haruze's teacher, and you can also be regarded as my teacher." She raised her sword and saluted Brando: "Teacher, please give me advice."

The half-elf princess bowed slightly. She was wearing a long dress, but she was holding a long sword, like a lily blooming in the afternoon sun, which made people's hearts beat. But when she stood upright again, she had a straight face, and her aura also changed, as if she was no longer the eldest princess of the Kingdom of Eruin, but a female knight standing tall. She looked at Brando with her silver eyes, and only Brando's figure remained in her eyes. She grabbed her skirt with one hand, took a step forward, and stabbed Brando with a sword in one hand.

The sword's light shone in the sunlight that dappled through the leaves, like a bunch of stretched flowers and leaves.

When Scott saw this sword, he couldn't help but nod secretly. Her Royal Highness's sword was not just a show, it showed quite solid basic skills. He couldn't help but look at Brando. With his son's past level, even ten of them would not be able to take this sword.

But Brando didn't panic, stepped back, passed Her Royal Highness the Princess's sword, and then lightly knocked with the sheathed sword of the earth, causing Griffin's sword to deflect somewhere. . Her Royal Highness the Princess returned with no success, her face was a little red, and she looked at him in surprise. Although she had known that Count Tonigel had excellent swordsmanship, she did not expect that he could neutralize her offensive so easily.

She could feel that Brando didn't exert any effort, and his movement speed was not even faster than that of ordinary people. He was just using his skills to fight against her swordsmanship.

Scott frowned. Brando's hand seemed more famous to him, a knight who had been on the battlefield. It contained not only sword skills, but combat experience. Only those who have experienced hundreds of battles dare to Such an understatement in the face of other people's swords. He couldn't help but look at his son suspiciously. Bunid hadn't told him about Brando's great achievements yet, but he could guess a little bit at this moment, thinking that his son might indeed have extraordinary circumstances outside this time. .

The princess's sword failed. She immediately sheathed her sword and sank down. She slashed at Brando's waist with her backhand sword. The sword blade drew a silver arc along with her figure. But what was even more beautiful was the dancing dress, which made Brando look so beautiful. Most of them stayed for a while. Slashing was different from stabbing. He could no longer avoid this sword, so he had to use the sheathed earth sword to press down the blade of Her Highness the Princess, and then took a step forward to get stuck in the path of Griffin's attack. Her Highness the Princess She felt the sword sank, and the next moment Brando's figure was blocking her in front of her. She wanted to put the sword away, but it was too late. Her hand tightened, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Griffin's sword is one of the more famous moves in White Crow Swordsmanship. Wings are spinning, a move that Brando is extremely familiar with. He almost subconsciously used the most powerful move when he saw this move. A set of coping methods that he was good at, but when he used the scabbard of his hand to jam the princess's neck, and held her wrist tightly with the other hand, almost making the princess's entire back press against his chest, he was shocked. What kind of stupid thing did he do? He was stunned for a moment.

It's over now!

Brando had only one thought in his mind at that moment.

Not only him, but also Scott was shocked. He never knew that his son was so bold. Not only did he defeat Her Highness the Princess mercilessly, but he also openly took advantage of Her Highness the Princess. With Martha on top, Scott only felt that his biggest mistake in his life was not teaching Brando what gentlemanly manners were, but he suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't really get involved with his son just now, otherwise he wouldn't be He was taking the exam for his son, and the son was taking the exam for him. Then he would lose all face and dignity in front of Bunid.

He was vaguely proud in his heart. After all, they were a family of knights. Knights stood with their swords in hand. After all, this generation of the Cadilloso family did not embarrass the family, and it far exceeded everyone's expectations.

The courtyard was a little quiet for a while.

Griffith stayed for a moment, but there was no look of embarrassment on her face. She struggled slightly and said, "Teacher, can you let me go?"

Brando reacted immediately and hurriedly let go of Her Highness the Princess. He felt his cheeks were burning all the way to his ears. He thought to himself: "Oh my God, what have I done?" He was so stupid that he might not even be able to clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River. He couldn't help but look at Her Royal Highness with some shame, but Griffith's face was very calm. She bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, and quietly He glanced at Brando quietly, breathed lightly for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Scott, your Excellency the Grand Master, can you let me stay alone with the Earl for a while?"

Scott and Bunid looked at each other, as if exchanging a look, and then nodded.

But before leaving, Bunid said to Brando with a smile: "The little guy is very brave. As an 'uncle', I will pray for you."

Brando's old man, Mr. Scott, was more reserved. He just glared at him and reminded: "Take care of yourself."

Brando saw the two people walking out of the yard one after another, and he still didn't understand what the princess meant. He turned around and saw Princess Griffin standing with a sword in both hands; she stood under the tree, raising her head. , the tiny spots of light among the leaves fell on her shoulders, looking like a fairy in the forest. She looked across the courtyard, looking at the scattered farmland outside the manor and the stag forest in the distance, and said softly: "Mr. Knight, can I still call you that?"

The warmth on Brando's face has not faded, and he feels particularly uncomfortable when he is alone with Her Royal Highness. It seems that the soft touch from before is still in his arms, and there is still a faint fragrance of lilies on his body, which makes him a little confused. He didn't think about it, but he nodded anyway.

Griffin glanced at him, and the look in his silver eyes was very complicated. It was unclear whether he was happy or worried.

"You must be wondering why I'm here with the Highland Knights, right?"

Brando nodded.

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(PS: It seems that I wrote the time wrong somewhere in the front. It should be less than two years, a year and a half. I seem to have written it as half a year. (To be continued.)

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