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“You laughed,” Brando shook his head. “I never thought about it, not that kind of person. You know, Ms. White Mist, in fact, Her Highness the Eldest Princess wants me to marry the royal family before Halutz grows up. Regency Aouine, but this is not for me…”

White Mist glanced at him with amazement: “I thought you didn’t know, you were stupid, the little girl thought too much, Aouine could leave you. But this is not a good thing for you. No, if I am not mistaken, the Her Highness the Princess should have a place in your heart.”

“That’s because of this,” Brando replied as he walked. In the past, he hadn’t communicated much with White Mist. The latter was always at Romaine’s side, squinting to educate the miss merchants on how to inherit the queen’s throne, but at the moment. The two seem to be friends, and they have nothing to say. “I know what she thinks in her heart. Nothing is more important than Aouine in her heart. That is the only legacy her father left for her. She must keep this family business for one’s own younger brother. But I am No interest, it is because I have admired Her Highness the Princess, so I don’t want us to be an enemy in the future.”

“If you stay in Aouine, it’s almost inevitable.” White Mist was very keen to see through the problem.

Brando was silent. After a while, he reacted and said: “These are things that haven’t changed yet. I won’t be a king. I don’t even care about the identity of this Count. Maybe wait for it. In the past, I will bring Romaine and go to find the World outside of the Black Forest, and it has since disappeared from the World.”

“You are exactly the same innocence as that person.” White Mist laughed, and she looked at Brando’s forehead, where there was a token that only her first ancient witch could see.

It was a beautiful ring snake, shining with a faint gleam. If Brando could trace back the time, he might still remember Marsha’s situation when he gently tapped his forehead to give him light wings.

A few people marched in the darkness, and the feet were cold. The ice water seemed to have been immersed in the boots. It felt like a foot stepped into the muddy pond, which was unpleasant.

After a while, Brando asked in the dark again: “What later?”

“Later?” White Mist replied: “After the empire was overturned, Odin had to fight with the four sages on the final battlefield. Everything was not much different from what you knew – just the ones left by that era. There are too many puzzles, and the truth Council and the ring of ashes are gone, only Odin knows that the next Age of Mortals has arrived, and the transition period of the Miirna dynasty that has existed for thousands of years will eventually end in his hands. And this World order The power is so weak, Earth Legion is also fighting against Twilight’s army outside the elemental barrier, and the mortal World, the mortal World is like a baby sleeping in the shackles, so he is only with the Seven Holy Agreement…”

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“Agreement?”

White Mist nodded. “The content of this agreement is not known to us, but from the performance of today’s aircraft, we can see some clues. The level of constant weakening of order should be the plan set by the truth Council, which is also the reason for the mortal era. But Truth includes Odin. I love the legend on Dark Blue Poem. If the mortal lieutenant produces a hero like Knight of Azure, maybe he can decide the direction of World’s destiny. Until the last moment, they still hope to go back to the past. ‘Parents’ still exist in this era of World.”

“The selected person is The Silver Queen?” Brando asked.

White Mist gave him another look.

“Maybe, maybe not. But in any case, Constance is played by the ashes of the ring and represents the final hope of the reopening of the truth Council. After the Seven Holy Testimonies have witnessed this, we must proceed to correct the history. It is.”

The proposition “correcting history?” is too big, and Brando feels incredible.

“In a nutshell, Odin left a ray of hope for this broken World. Otherwise, Miirna’s war with the four sages did not divide Vaunde into four or five divisions. In fact, he did not even recall it in the elemental barrier. Outside the Twilight, the Earth Legion. On the final battlefield, he should take a step back with the four sages. He made a wish for a thousand years, hoping to prove that he is right, seven holy He bears witness, but it turns out that he is still wrong, that’s it -“

White Mist replied: “Of course, this may just be my guess–how, do you think it’s a play?”

Brando was silent for a moment and said: “In fact, it is not incomprehensible. I think that the adults of Aerlanta can’t judge right or wrong. They just want to overthrow Miirna’s rule. The proposition against Twilight is for them – no, even for the whole mortal. World is too big.”