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Brando himself is one of this large, mundane group. Apart from changing the fate of a small kingdom on the border of the Civilized World, it is the nameless, and the Holy Cathedral of Fire is the most common. Noble Thane, Trentheim and Radnor’s Lord Count.

Such people can find countless empire, not to mention Vaunde continent, which includes Faanzan, Saers, Hazell and Aerlanta.

If someone says that such a Lord Count can be compared to Azure’s Knight, even Brando has even made a big name at Kirrlutz. I am afraid that it will give people a big laugh.

But White Mist did not seem to care about his performance.

She shook her head and didn’t say much. She only asked, “Brando, I will ask you a question. When Twilight comes, everyone in your life is threatened, will you stand up?”

Brando suddenly lost.

His first thought was how Twilight would come, and it is still the end of Year of Sword. But suddenly he stopped because he thought of Romaine. After thinking of the dragon, I thought of all the bad things at the moment.

It seems that inadvertently, history has made him feel unrecognizable. Madara’s bone shelf has not even had time to launch the second War of Black Rose (Brando still doesn’t know the situation in Aouine), Twilight seems to have spanned several versions. Come to the world.

This is not a joke. Nor is it a vigilant rumor, but the fact that thegen is happening in the world of the element.

If he can’t stop the dragon, then Twilight will definitely come to this World. Regardless of whether the former can really make Tree Shepherds get what they want, killing Dragon of Twilight will never happen, but at least she will be there. Forms to succeed or fail. Romaine is probably not immune.

The problem with White Mist seems to be asking him the deepest inside.

“Will you come forward?”

Thinking of this, Brando found it hard to ask himself: How can he not stand up? What is he coming here for?

Maybe White Mist has already seen this through. He can’t retreat. If he retreat, maybe at the time of Riedenburg and Fortress Fir, he should have turned silently.

Then he will not see the eyes and eyes of the Bucce’s refugees, the Mercenaries belonging to Fir Tree Shire, and the clear and simple eyes belonging to Funiya.

There are only two words that can be described.

That is trust.

People can betray some things, but they can’t betray themselves, so Brando finds that he can easily get this answer as if it should be by rights.

He must stand up.

Before everyone.

Just like what he promised.

He came back to his senses and saw White Mist’s black lacquered eyes looking at himself with a smile: “I want to understand?”

“Not every hero is born, only the innocent child will be savior all day long, but the adult’s World is bound by a heavier responsibility. This is your duty and your responsibility. When that moment comes, you have to make a choice.”

“Three Holy Swords have chosen you because they trust you, and this is an endorsement, and we are the same.”

White Mist swept his neck from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, swept his neck with a long tail, and let Brando shrink his neck. She said, “Go, go talk to Miss Fairy. You should now understand why Romaine’s aunt would rather give up hope and let you leave this place, because you are so important to everyone, she I love Romaine very much, but she knows that Romaine loves you and this World.”

“What should I talk to them…” Brando looked towards Miss Fairy. After seeing Tata’s previous questions, he flew to a mast and discussed it with Ruth for a long time. Then the two seemed to have reached a consensus and flew down and flew to him. come.

“Go talk about what you should do. This is Harlangaia. You are here for the real purpose. Miss Fairy already knows all this. Ask her what you should do. She will tell you this to fulfill your responsibilities as a man. Commitment to Miss Romaine.”

“You must have not forgotten that her dream is to be a businessman, not a witch. You should know how to achieve it, right?”

“Because you are Brando, it must be the one who brings hope.”

White Mist whispered in his ear, and Miss Fairy and Ruth had already come to him, and all the Timothons looked solemnly in this direction.

He is the king of the earth, the flames and the shallow sea, although he has never had a crown. But his own destiny has quietly crowned him.

In the World of this element, every eye that is added to it is sacred baptism.

“Mr. Brando, Lord King of Earth,” Tata seriously started talking: “I think we have to talk to you.”

Brando looked at the little Fairy and looked at the fire Fairy Prince. Phyas was even more nervous on his head. She looked left and right. It seems a little scared.

Brando silently nodded.

Miss Fairy appeared to have a persistent eye on him and said, “Mr. Brando. Please forgive us for the rash, but I want to change the plan we set before…”

Brando looked at her and didn’t interrupt, because he knew that Miss Fairy would explain it to herself.