That is the covet of a sage.
The belief of an ideal person.
The four silhouettes overlap each other.
Like a changing rays of light, it eventually converges on a person.
Brando stands in front of the stone tablet, like a heavy light feather, converges behind him, and finally turns the invisible.
Everyone is watching such a scene, look at each other in dismay, what does the staggered light and shadow on the stone monument mean? Is it an illusion, or a revelation? Who is this youngster, will it lead to such a wonder?
Among the crowds, only Tumen’s eyes are affirmative and slightly embarrassing. It is a kind of wise and far-reaching, just like the future and the fog is no longer a heavy curtain. The flame of wisdom opens a path of blood and fire from the dark thorns, because I saw the Dawn last. A moment of dawn, so no more fear and confusion.
Brando had a feeling in the heart and turned back. A pair of young eyes, a pair of old scorpions, one is student, and the other is a teacher, the young is introverted and enterprising, while the elderly are calm and calm, the time of the millennium is like a passing fire. New and old meet each other.
Brando is nodded to the elderly.
I don’t dare to thank you for your kindness.
Perhaps this is the two ends of history. Everyone who bears responsibility will not choose a fake hand.
The illusion of all disappeared, and even the ring converges on the rays of light, one in their hands, restoring the original. But people have forgotten all of this, because Brando silently turned around and stared at everyone.
who am I?
This question has an answer today. He looked at Leonin, and his eyes were clear:
“I am Brando.”
The scene is actually absolute silence.
The momentum of a person overwhelm everything.
After a while, the young Leonin reacted, but the weakness made it a bit irritating and snorted: “Brando? I know, you are the Thane of the Trentheim, the so-called hero of Aouine?”
“The teacher is not a so-called hero, but a real hero!” Halutz first stood up and glared at Leonin.
“That’s just the hero of Aouinian,” Leonin shook his head. “This is the seat of the king. What qualifications does he stand here?”
“could it be that he is not the king yet?” Princess Magdelle’s soft voice came in: “Everything on the stone, have you not seen it?”
The young Leonin retreat took a step. It didn’t expect that no one would support himself. Even the Buga people and Silver Elf didn’t stop it. But the character that does not admit defeat makes it refuse to give up, loudly said: “Please tell me, is this Lord Thane the king there?”
Questioning echoes over the venue –
Nun-Princess hesitated and closed his mouth.
Aloz was so angry that this little dragoness was going to run away on the spot. But Flova’s eye was grabbing her arm quickly and shook her head.
“You let me go, Flova, I have to give the little lion that doesn’t knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth!”
“You want to mess up the league, Aloz?”
“Aaah!” Little dragoness screamed.
Next to Brando, Fina also anxiously looked towards the Delphine in the crowd, but the prime minister’s daughter smiled indifferently, showing her a don’t be impatient look. But my sweetheart was questioned, and the poor girl was so secure that she was so anxious that she even complained about one’s own friend.
Leonin thought that he had a smug smile and proudly said to Brando: “So, this gentleman, trouble you to go behind, don’t hinder the normal order of the meeting.”
Brando looked at it.
A voice has already preempted and replied: “I am afraid he will not go anywhere, Naer-Fisher Prince.” That is the prime minister’s daughter. Some gentle, calm voice, the words reveal a wise atmosphere.
“Why?” Young Leonin turned around and looked at Delphine dissatisfiedly: “could it be that you didn’t understand what I meant, woman?”
“Of course I understand what you mean, Dear Prince, but I don’t think you understand what I mean, because your Majesty belongs here.”
“Your Majesty?” Naer-Fisher ‘Ha’ smirked: “A good sire, then may I ask Miss, tell me, is this gentleman the king there?”
“He is the king here.”
Another voice coldly replied.
Brando looked back sharply and looked at the crowd there unexpectedly.
Naer-Fischer didn’t find out the source of the sound for a while, but it didn’t find out. He replied arrogantly: “Is the king here? Is it the king of this wilderness? Or the king of Saers?”
Wind Elf stunned and stood up and glared at him.
Young Leonin Prince lost his words and quickly made an apologetic gesture to Wind Elves. But it did not intend to let go of Brando, but looked towards Kirrlutzian.
But the firm voice continued: “Because it is neither Manketor nor Saers.”
“That’s funny,” Naer-Fisher was annoyed by the sound of this hidden head: “So where is this, can it be that we all don’t know where we are?”
Two or three chuckles came from the crowd.
Delphine looked at the direction and laughed lightly. He smiled lightly and proudly: “His Royal Highness knows where he is, but he hasn’t noticed it for a while. Our World, could it be that not called Vaunde?”
“King of Vaunde?”
Naer-Fisher reveals an exaggerated expression, which laughed twice: “How can I not know that there is such a title on this World-“
But it suddenly can’t laugh.
Because Leonin Prince saw this time Kirrlutzian simultaneous stood up and looked at it gloomyly; at that moment Naer-Fisher suddenly thought about it, and it seems that there is such a title in this World.
That is King of Kings, Sovereign of Sovereigns –
But it only once belonged to one person.
The man, called Gaetel, is a youngster from the Great Plains; he is the sage of Kirrlutzian, the first Master of Holy Sword Ordefeiss, but also the Flame King, the co-owner of the Holy Alliance.
So only the wind of rustling blew the sound of the blades of grass.
Everyone’s eyes were concentrated on Brando. For the first time, people felt that the hilt of the sun behind the sun shone with some burning eyes.
Brando also finally noticed that something was wrong. The answer that Delphine gave him seemed to be so unusual. In the eyes of everyone, he went back to find the prime minister’s daughter, but the latter hid in the crowd and smiled brilliantly, like a little demon who had a conspiracy.
This is what she hopes to see.
The crowd suddenly separated, and one person came out of it.
Brando looked at the sound of the Master, subconsciously retreat a step – that is the Kirrlutzian’s royal eldest son. Lenarret is slowly getting out of the crowd, expression calmly looks at everyone and then takes a crown from one’s own attendant.
This action allowed Brando to finally find the answer to the question, which is what kind of identity Delphine had assigned him.
But this identity…
Brando looked at Lenarret silently and looked like he was asking:
“why?”
But the emperor eldest son only shook his head gently.
He no longer looked at Brando, but held up the crown with both hands and replied loudly to everyone present: “As the Flame Holy Ring proves, the last emperor of the empire had referred to one person as the successor of Kirrlutz before his death; nowadays Jin Yan’s beliefs have not been extinguished, and Holy Sword Ordefeiss also owns the new Master, so Kirrlutzian will keep his promise and support him as the king-”
and so–
“He will be the legal monarch of Kirrlutzian.”
哗
Not just the people at the venue.
At this moment, even the Kirrlutzian nobles shook, and people stood up from one’s own position, for a moment.
A big bang.
Brando is like a pillar of stone, standing in the crowd. The original ring was legendary to Flame Holy Ring. The night of Lucita’s life is still vivid. The silver Queen’s unwilling eyes before death are like a slender knife carved into his heart.