Scene 128 Memory?

The stars are like dust.

The silver-robed wizards disappeared behind the light door one by one. Tullaman looked at Brando, who was leaning forward and staring at him with his hands on the side of the ship. He smiled slightly, and then turned around and stepped into the light door; he was the last one. As the Buga man left, the ring-shaped light gate on the bridge rotated half a circle clockwise behind him, then quickly shrank and turned into a point of light, slowly falling to the ground like a piece of floating dust.

At night, Lun Port looked devastated after experiencing the fierce battle during the day. There was no one in the silent city at this time. The port of Loen is not big. Except for the nobles who are unwilling to give up their own properties, most of the civilians have already left or fled in the early stages of the war. The remaining refugees have already been sent by Brando to the Eruin envoy. Everything was arranged on the ship. The Cruz nobles were quite dissatisfied with the fact that these civilians had to occupy their own limited living resources and space, and they had been quarreling for a long time, but Brando didn't bother to pay attention to these people. This was Valhalla and his fleet. No need to pay attention to it.

The silver fleet was suspended over the dock like a school of fish, with large and small frigates surrounding several obviously larger capital ships. In the center of the entire fleet was the flagship Akhenaten. Under the clear starlight, the sailors tightened the ropes amidst the chief mate's orders, and the shining silver sails were inflating. Brando listened to such orders, and his heart felt calm. He saw the deck Above, Petty Officer Marjorie from Yanirasu was instructing the sailors to roll wooden barrels filled with fresh water and food off the deck. The young men who were going to sea for the first time were not very skilled, but they were better than their diligent hands and feet.

Not only was the gangplank leading to the cross bridge on the side of the ship not closed, but an extra one was added. A certain young lady who always regarded herself as Eruin's business ambassador stood beside the gangplank, wearing a thick fur coat. Wearing a mink shawl and a cute round hat, she seemed unable to bear the biting cold wind at high altitudes, rubbing her hands together, and her exposed face turned red from the cold.

But even so, she still warned the sailors around her seriously: "You are so clumsy. It is really worrying. Please be careful later. That is a truly elegant lady of noble birth. You must not scare others!"

"No problem, Miss Roman."

"Yes, young lady, please go below the cabin first. If you freeze up, the lord will get angry again later." Unfortunately, the sailors were very familiar with this young lady's temperament and were not afraid at all. He replied with a playful smile.

"Don't, don't, don't talk nonsense. Your lord has a good temper, so he won't get angry." Roman retorted hastily. Even so, she still glanced at Brando guiltily, and after seeing The reporter looked distracted and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She patted her chest and couldn't help but said angrily: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will arrange for you to wash the deck!"

The sailors then laughed and shut up.

Brando waited until the eldest lady turned around. Then he looked away, shaking his head and laughing to himself. But there was some vague understanding in my heart

The Bugas and the Four Great Temples have realized their mistakes, because it is impossible to achieve the goal of justice through deceptive means. If the direction is deviated from the beginning, the goal achieved will only bear bitter fruits. But is Her Majesty the Queen right to stand on the opposite side of the four major temples? Brando doesn’t think so.

Because of the Bugas. The Dragon Clan and the Four Great Temples are right on at least one thing: crazy actions can only push the order to destruction and cannot bring new life on the ruins. No one is qualified to decide the fate of others, and no one is qualified to change this. The world is dragged into the flames of war; blood cannot bring about revolution, but can only arouse endless hatred.

"Maybe I don't know how to stand on the side of justice."

"But at least I know. What are the beautiful and precious things in this world."

"I also know how to use a knight's sword." Brando murmured to himself: "So the Queen is indeed drifting away on the path of paranoia."

A black carriage appeared on the bridge like a ghost. It drove quietly towards the Akhenaten, and then stopped next to the gangplank. Although the sailors were laughing and joking forward, they cheered up at this moment, because the carriage was escorted by three Valkyries, female knights riding flaming horses, holding spears and wearing armor. They had already arrived in the afternoon. They showed amazing strength in that battle, but there are still people in the envoy who need their protection? Everyone was shocked.

Not only these sailors, but also the nobles on the warships far and near who saw this scene were subconsciously confused. Most of them immediately turned their attention to the flagship. The mysterious earl had already boarded the ship, so what was inside the carriage? Who could it be? Could it be that Her Royal Highness the Princess of Eruin came in person?

Even everyone in the mission looked at each other, and Ouni couldn't help but bumped Marjorie's arm with her elbow: "Have you seen Princess Magdalene?" she asked. The young petty officer shook his head: "She is on the ship, the ship with Judy."

"Where is the eldest lady of the Yanbao family?"

"Miss Delfry? I just saw her."

"Who could it be? Is it really Her Royal Highness?" Duke Viero's daughter frowned and bit her fingernails very impolitely as she said. She is the kind of woman with a strong desire to control, and she often encounters unexpected things. , which will make her feel very uneasy.

"You are thinking too much, Miss Oni." Marjorie was very calm. He glanced at the former and replied calmly.

The carriage stopped next to the gangplank, then the door opened, and Jutta jumped out. Those who saw this scene were slightly startled, and then recognized that this was the female adjutant of Count Eruin, and actually asked her to take care of her personally. people, everyone's curiosity couldn't help but increase a bit. They stared at the carriage closely, as if it was coming out after calling for a long time, and finally a person slowly stepped out from above.

But he is a man.

"Ah!" Ouni was so frightened that she almost shouted out when she saw the man.

On other ships, a group of Cruz nobles also looked like ducks whose throats were pinched. They looked at the man as if they saw the devil. Some of those with poorer mental qualities actually took a few steps back. Unlucky enough, he stepped on the cable and fell to the ground. Even so, they haven't woken up yet, and each of their faces is as white as a piece of paper, with the blood completely gone.

Count Alcorns was frowning and taking out his pocket watch from his clothes to read the time in the moonlight. But at this moment, he seemed to be possessed. He stood there fixedly, not even noticing that the pocket watch in his hand fell to the deck with a bang and the glass cover shattered.

"What's wrong?" Marjorie seemed to be belatedly realizing that the atmosphere around her was somewhat different, and she asked the Duke's daughter beside her.

"It's him..." Ouni's upper and lower teeth were chattering. Although she tried her best to suppress this embarrassing emotion, she still couldn't help but make a gurgling sound: "It's that person. The leader is actually with him. No wonder ...No wonder he is so confident..."

If we say that in the history of the empire, there is one person who can make all the nobles in the empire change their looks, and the appearance of this person is known to everyone in the empire, but even so, the Cruz Empire, which has been powerful for hundreds of years, If there is still no way to deal with him, then this person will only have a name and a title.

His name is Mephistopheles and his title is Gray Sword Master.

Mephisto slowly stepped out of the carriage. This is an extremely elegant middle-aged man who has lived a privileged life in the first half of his life. The aura of a noble in distress was imprinted on him like a label, like a prince wandering in another country, making him involuntarily become the focus of everyone's attention wherever he went. Wearing a jet black trench coat, the famous gray sword was slung on his back. His face was somewhat resolute, but the most eye-catching thing was his eyes like cold stars. Mephistopheles raised his head and glanced at everyone in the fleet, which made every Cruz person present feel chills in their hearts.

Time seemed to have frozen.

Jutta and Mephistopheles got on the boat one after another. They walked across the gangplank and came to Brando. Brando looked at the two people and couldn't help but let out a breath. He smiled and said: "Excuse me, teacher, I didn't expect to involve you in this."

The Gray Sword Master looked at his student. On this mission, he had actually been following the mission, working with the Valkyrie and the Buga puppets. Originally, according to the original arrangement, it was not appropriate for him to show up during this mission. , unless it comes to the most critical moment. But he didn't expect that the plan didn't change quickly. After Brando asked Juta to tell him about the plan, he only thought about it for a moment, and then the above scene happened.

Mephistopheles knew that his student wanted to use his own brand to promote the banner, but he didn't care about it. First of all, he was very satisfied with Brando, his only student, and secondly, he never thought about it. Hide your head and tail in front of the Cruz people.

The empire couldn't do anything to him before he entered the extreme realm, let alone now.

So he just responded calmly: "Just do it, you are my student, I will naturally stand behind you."

Brando was startled for a moment, and couldn't help but be moved. He saw that this weather-beaten middle-aged man was also his cheap teacher. Originally, in his mind, although the relationship between the two was that of master and apprentice, it was inevitably a transaction. After all, this relationship has been maintained on the basis of equal exchange from the beginning. Unexpectedly, after experiencing so much, the other party seemed to really treat him as a student. He nodded slightly and replied in a deep voice: " I understand, teacher."

Mephistopheles still looked unsmiling and just nodded and said: "I'm going down first. It's really unpleasant to see these hypocritical Cruz people."

Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now everyone thought that he, the Count of Valhalla, was so bold that he dared to slap the Cruz Empire in the face, but they didn't expect that Mephisto, the old enemy of the Empire, was even more arrogant. Even he didn't dare to do it without any reason. It's such a shame to the Cruz people in person. You must know that Count Alcorns is not far away now. Although Mephistopheles is talking to him alone, his voice is not quiet at all. It seems that he deliberately speaks to the other party.

But that's nothing. What's outrageous is that those arrogant Cruz nobles who always complained about this and that seemed to be suffering from aphasia. They lowered their heads one by one and pretended not to see this scene.

Although Count Alcorns' face turned green and white, he did not dare to say a word.

What is deterrence? This is deterrence.

Brando watched Mephistopheles walk down the deck, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart. I have never seen his teacher say this when he saw the beauty of the blue sky, the legion leader. It was really hypocritical. But when he thought about this, he also thought that he had not heard any news about Veronica for a while. Although the lady was from Cruz, she was one of the few people he respected, and he couldn't help but feel worried for a while.

At this time, the black carriage boarded the Akhenaten under Roman's arrangement. The sailors couldn't help but wonder: "Miss Roman, didn't you say that there was a noble and elegant lady in that carriage? That doesn't look like a lady?"

"Why are there no ladies?" the businesswoman said quibly: "Didn't you see?"

"Miss, you can't talk about Lord Juta, right? Isn't she the mercenary leader? She is an elegant lady of noble birth?" The sailors suddenly started shouting: "Businessmen have to be trustworthy."

"Of course you have to be trustworthy, but you can exploit loopholes in the text, right?" Roman smiled.

"Tch." There were boos all of a sudden.

But the business lady didn't care at all. She asked the sailors to put away the springboard, and then came to Brando. He made an 'ok' gesture proudly.

Brando was unmoved at all, pinched the tip of her nose, and then said to Jutta on the side: "Have everything been loaded on the ship?"

Yuta nodded: "Both the puppets and gargoyles have been loaded onto the ship, but Lord, there are not many gargoyles left. If the dragon beast attacks again..."

"They will definitely come again. The one behind us should be Modesty. I know her character very well." Brando glanced at the Great Plains under the night. Scattered stardust dotted the dark curtain, but the most dazzling one among them. It is also the constellation of Dragon King Bahamut in the eastern sky. Just beside this majestic star map, there is darkness. It is said that before the War of the Saints, it was the constellation of the Dragon of Darkness.

It has been dead for thousands of years

"Hmm," Roman raised his eyebrows. Holding her head high, she kept trying to get rid of Brando's clutches, but how could she, a poor little witch, be the opponent of Brando, a warrior. After a while, he looked at this hateful guy with tears in his eyes: "Brando. If you don't let go, I'm going to bite you."

As if to strengthen the persuasiveness of this threat, the business lady also showed her white and sharp little tiger teeth.

Brando smiled slightly and then let go. The latter quickly took a step back, rubbed his red nose, and stared at the guy warily.

"Can they catch up with us?" Jutta asked as he looked at the young couple with interest.

"Yes, the dragon beast is much faster than the oldest frigates, and we also have refugees with us." Brando replied.

"Then if we do it now, won't they catch up with us on the sea?" Yuta frowned.

"It doesn't matter." Brando secretly thought that Modesty might personally join the battle after learning that the Bugas had intervened, but he still replied calmly: "They can't stop us, Juta, you go and inform Charles Go to the drafting room with Marjorie and the others, and by the way, the fat man."

Juta nodded and was about to leave, but Brando stopped her again: "Wait."

"What's wrong?" The female mercenary leader turned back in confusion.

"Jutta," Brando hesitated before asking, "I remember you seemed to know my grandfather."

Yuta was startled for a moment, and then she realized what she was doing. Her eyes brightened, and she replied with some reverence: "Yes, Lord Lord, how could anyone in Eruin not know your grandfather? Lord Darus, At that time, he was one of the twins of the kingdom, but..." She looked at her lord with some admiration, thinking that this was probably the so-called family inheritance of the nobles. Both generations of ancestors and grandchildren were so outstanding.

But why do some nobles continue to decay from generation to generation? This was not the first time she was confused about this question, but she just couldn't think of an answer.

"But what?"

It seemed that it took a while for Juta to make up her mind to continue the question, and she replied: "But I was not born yet when your grandfather became famous, my lord. In fact... in fact, I met him when he was What happened after seclusion. My lord..." She looked at the young man in front of her and replied: "You know, it was near Braggs. In fact, I saw you, lord, at that time."

"What!?" Brando was stunned. He never dreamed that he and the female mercenary captain would have such a relationship.

"...Sir, remember that I once told you about my past," Juta's voice couldn't help but deepen as he recalled what happened before: "My sister and I were still adventurers at that time, but later we were treated by nobles. I was persecuted and had to live in exile. Later, your grandfather saved my life. Unfortunately, my sister was not so lucky and did not survive until that time. It was at that time that I met you and your grandfather."

She couldn't help but smile tenderly and compared her height: "At that time, my lord, you were only a little taller."

Brandol was stunned for a moment before he realized that there seemed to be such a thing in his memory, but before Jutta mentioned it, it was just a small episode in his childhood memory, which had long been blurred. He took a deep look at the female mercenary leader: "Did you recognize it from the beginning?"

Jutta shook his head: "It was a long time later that I realized that the old man was the famous Sword Master Darus. Later, I deliberately collected some information about him, but I didn't dare to publicize it. Only later did I When I met the adults, I actually didn't recognize them at first. After all, you were still so young at that time." She couldn't help but smile: "Who would have thought that such a cute little guy at that time could actually be... I have grown into an upright man. Compared to adults, I really accomplished nothing. Later..."

"later?"

"Later, it was after the underground incident in Safrund Town that I confirmed your identity from Lord Kuran. From then on, I decided to follow you wholeheartedly." The female mercenary leader felt a little emotional. Di recalled that she glanced at her sword subconsciously.

"Sir," she raised her head: "Is there anything else?"

Brando shook his head, feeling a little regretful. He originally wanted to learn about his grandfather from Jutta, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't seem to know more than him. "Nothing," he replied: "Go ahead, Jutta, thank you."

"It's my honor, sir," the female mercenary leader replied with a smile. Suddenly, she remembered something and asked, "By the way, sir, how is your aunt?"

"My aunt?" Brando was stunned for a moment. There were several aunts on Karasu's side and his mother's side, but Kadirego had very little contact with their family. He had never seen those professors since he was a child. Relatives, for a moment I didn’t understand why Yuta suddenly asked this question.

"Yes, it was the lady who was with your grandfather at that time. Speaking of which, she was the one who rescued me first," Yuta replied: "I haven't seen that kind lady for a long time, and I haven't seen her since." I never had a chance to thank her.”

"What?"

Brando was stunned for a moment, because this person did not exist in his memory at all. He couldn't help but rub his forehead, and for a moment he wondered whether his memory was too vague and missed many details. He only remembered that he was practicing swordplay in a sawmill by the river, and that his grandfather accidentally rescued a woman. As for whether it was Jutta, in fact, he couldn't remember clearly. As for whether there was another woman at the time, Women, that's even more out of the question.

However, in his memory, he only remembered that there were not many outsiders who interacted with his family. Except for some friends from his father's business, his grandfather basically had no social contacts and only supervised his sword practice every day.

Did he remember it wrong?

Brando couldn't help but rubbed his forehead with a headache.

"Lord?" Yuta glanced at him worriedly.

"It's nothing," Brando shook his head: "My aunt...well, okay, I will take you to meet her next time I have a chance."

The female mercenary leader nodded with satisfaction, but there was no hint of perfunctory intent.

…(To be continued…)

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