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The forest is in a silence. Only the sound of the wind sweeping through the mountains and rivers, Knights seemed to fall into thinking, they put down the sword in their hands, with a thoughtful expression in their eyes.

The voice of the Queen Gao Rongrong said to them:

“So, lonely Knights!”

“Kirrlutzian won’t get rid of a lost faith. On the contrary, just because the lonely people are proud enough, they can face the mistake.”

“And Darus’s descendant, a grain of dust can’t hide the glory of history, and wiping it away will only make the empire more embarrassing.”

The Silver Queen sounds through the sky:

“So the lonely empire, the lonely people, do you understand your glory?”

“You, glory because you are on the side of the truth-“

The brilliance in the eyes of the people is bright.

Only a moment, all the emperors present at the scene held up the long sword in their hands.

But in the sky, Richard and Royer suddenly fellowned.

The uneasiness factor in the air is becoming mad.

But Her Majesty did not let them make a move, they could only wait quietly.

Brando watched the scene with a cold eye.

Somehow, he suddenly felt that he was a little distracted. In this atmosphere of Fanaticism, he saw the wind in the forest and slowly calmed down.

The sound of The Silver Queen also calmed down.

Long lived by Knights, and also calmed down.

“Brando…” Andelique shouted again, and she felt the Scepter of Fire in her hand trembled slightly.

But this time Brando is unheard of.

He raised his head and had one’s own answer in his heart.

“Maybe you are right, Her Majesty,” he started talking: “But there is a problem.”

“You have confidently changed the fate of everyone, but what if you are wrong?”

The Silver Queen is silent.

Time seems to be still at this moment.

“It’s ridiculous.” Her voice was full of disdainful sarcasm: “The sages proved this result with the demise of an empire and a thousand years of time. Is it wrong?”

……

Is it wrong?

Brando has a blank heart.

Pride breeds from the human spirit, but people often don’t notice it.

They think that they are born noble and noble, can be detached from the crowd, Miirna of Mardos is ruined here, and today’s history repeats the same mistakes, closely linking the fate of the two empires.

Brando feels like he is in a world of peace.

But there is a voice in my heart that is becoming clear and precise.

It is a pulsation from the fate of the fate, it gathers countless times, countless fates, and countless voices.

Converging into one word:

Fight.

The blood of Fanaticism flows in his body, roaring and roaring, but his heart is very quiet, quietly watching all the grotesque sights in front of him, his eyes seem to have passed through the hustle and bustle of time.

He saw that Mardos was destroyed in the flames.

I saw the Kirrlutz Empire born from the flames.

The new and the old alternate, but not from the victory of a certain hero to his people; that is the intertwining of the fate of countless people, everyone is involved in it, writing epics with flames.

So the empire was born –

It does not record the hero’s Legendary, but the struggle of everyone.

Countless individuals have gathered into a vision of history. Brando’s eyes are opposite to one by one in the long river of destiny, and they are shocked by themselves.

This is a brilliant hymn, but it does not belong to a certain individual, nor does it belong to a certain sage.

Even if he is such a small individual, he is also in it.

And this moment.

Brando finally understood why he was resisted by the Blade of Flame. He shook his head and smiled and laughed at himself: “I used to think that I never recognized my hero. I didn’t expect my heart to have such a longing, Ordefeiss, thank you. Let me recognize my arrogance…”

There was a voice in his heart that immediately responded to him.

The voice is full of kindness.

But suddenly another sound sounded, it overshadowed the previous voice: “The arrogance is the ambition of the young, the hero is the romance of the man, this is not worthy of shame –“

This voice is spoken by a magnetic male voice.

Brando looked back and saw that he was walking out of the crowd. It was a tall man, and the red cloak was burning like a flame behind him.

Long hair shines like pure gold, and the blue of the eyes is like the purest sea water.

He held a long sword, and the sword was engraved with a golden fire, and the small words were engraved on it:

‘Touch tsvissatar private e-‘ (flame hammer forging fate)

That is Holy Sword Ordefeiss.

The man patted his shoulder and only lightly smiled him.

“Let go, let me be with you.”

……

(ps: ask for a monthly ticket~)

Knights held the sword in his hand and the long-awaited move suddenly stopped. @

Because everyone feels an inexplicable incitement in their hearts.

They went back one by one, and they came into view with a still World. The wind was still, and every leaf was hanging down. There was no wind and no insects. The moonlight poured down from the branches. Yinhua.

Quiet and quiet.