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Then there was applause like a storm, sweeping the audience.

Year of Sword, Month of Winter Chords.

The Buga people announced a break with the Sa Sadr, and the wizard war has just begun, and it is nearing the end –

……

When Amandina woke up, she felt the warm and familiar embrace.

She was weakly headed up, looking at the familiar face – and Miss Freya’s somewhat complicated expression, she struggled for a while, but did not break away from Brando’s embrace.

Her face is a little red: “Lord Thane… I, what happened to me?”

Brando looked at the pattern of the silver on one’s own Miss Adviser right hand, and replied in a word:

“You saved everything, Amandina.”

……

The wind blew the sand dunes of the silver, and the gravel rose.

In the sky, the clouds are gradually regrouping. Brando seems to think of something, handing the weak Miss Adviser to Freya: “You wait for me”

Freya silently nodded.

Brando turned and walked on the sand to Warlock Sadr, the formerly famous Chief Wizard, which was completely unrecognizable. He hunched back his head and looked at the sand with a dull look until Brando’s boots appeared in the field of vision.

He trembled and looked at the young head, looking at the young Thane, he cracked his mouth, hoarse like a smile yet not a smile : “You must be very proud, human.”

Brando looked at the man’s murky eyes, silver’s pupils were bloodshot, like an old dying wild beast – he didn’t even feel anger at the moment, only faintly replied: “This is the Sasaarland’s choice. Is the taste of the traitor good?”

Warlock Sadr’s throat giggled and sneered: “so what, you are not a mortal.”

Brando looked at him and couldn’t help but reveal a trace of sadness.

“You still don’t understand? If we think we are, then we are one of the most people in this land.” He quietly started talking: “Because there is nothing extraordinary in this World, even Mother. Marsha, who never thought she could be aloof and remote — and really sad, those who are self-satisfied.”

“Sadr, there has never been any birth and nobility in this World, and bloodline can’t be a barrier between people. What Mother Marsha gives you is not power, but responsibility, but you don’t understand -“

He slowly spread his arms, like hugging the wind, whispered: “We are proud of it – I am a mortal, a member of this small kingdom, I am Thane of Trentheim – this insignificant identity, I am abnormal Cherish; why am I proud? It is not the innate power, but the trust that people have for me, the connection and commitment between people, and the precious emotions of all things in the world.”

“We are proud of our courage to guard all good things.”

“This pride,” Brando looked at Sadr and replied in a thousand words: “You don’t understand-“

Warlock Sadr screamed, and the decaying body struggled to rush over, but hehely threw himself over the sand dunes. He tried to grab the gravel with all his strength, as if he had to shatter it, but he could only helplessly look at the sand. Sneak away from the fingers.

He fell on the sand dunes and made a mourning like a wounded wild beast.

Brando looked at him indifferently.

“Lord Thane is always so fascinating, isn’t that so?” Amandina glanced softly at Brando’s back, whispering.

For this problem, Freya is too unprepared, but he is too embarrassed to cover it, and can only be nodded in a panic.

Amandina looked at her interestingly.

“Aouine is so small, Freya, as small as Mr. Brando can dismiss his throne. But it is so big that it is too big for him to let go of everyone here,” she said. .

Freya ah, smugly, the face was obviously fainted in a circle of red clouds.

“Freya, except Miss Romaine, you are the first to know Lord Thane,” Miss Adviser continued to whisper: “Although some words don’t want to be said, everyone can understand. If one day any one of us can no longer Returning on the battlefield, will you regret this moment?”

Freya dumbfounded.

She looked at Brando’s back in the distance with complex eyes.

“Amandina, I…”

“Don’t tell me.” Miss Adviser started talking.

After that, she didn’t look over her head and gently bite one’s own lips.

Freya sounds like a mosquito: “Ang, Miss Amandina, I, I, I look real… Is it really so obvious?”

Miss Adviser stared wide-eyed at once, looking back at the hopeless ostrich.

After a while, she finally couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laughed out loud.

“Because you are falling, you are falling from your own hands…”

Warlock Sadr squats on the sand dunes and sounds like a candle in the wind.

Brando finally looked at the sad guy and turned and left. But the King of Warlock was like a returning light. He trembled fiercely and tried his best to scream behind him: “Vladimir will not let you go…”

Brando stopped and didn’t look back: “It’s a coincidence, me too.”

Warlock Sadr’s final expression was fixed in a horrified look.