“Almost.” Brando replied that Feng Huo is certainly not only learning Swordsmanship from him, but he can also be regarded as his legacy. In the eyes of outsiders, he is more of a Sword Saint, so it is not impossible to say so.
Halutz was even more disappointed in his heart, whispered whispered: “So if I can learn Swordsmanship, how good.”
Brando looked at the little Prince, who was deeper and deeper as if he had a star-like scorpion. He didn’t mind shook his head: “Black Magic is not bad, Halutz, and maybe this is the future, let me say, I said Be confident in yourself – at your age, your Swordsmanship can’t be said to be bad.”
Of course, there are some fires worse than Feng Huo.
“Really?” Halutz after all is a child temperament, although in many cases he has tried to make the maturity and stability of a country’s Lord, but in front of Brando is different, it is a combination of gratitude, worship and expectations Complex emotions.
Brando nodded.
The meeting place of Holy White Stele is actually a group of low-rise pillars around the stone monument. I don’t know who built this group of stone pillars. The grass is laid with slabs according to the standard concentric circles, one circle and one circle, and the low stone pillars. Interacting with each other – the huge white stone monument in the distance.
At such a close distance, this whole piece of white rock seems to have such a towering taste.
There have been more and more people entering the venue, and some people have noticed this direction – Aouinian’s every move is nowadays, but few people can recognize Brando’s identity, people see him talking to Aouine’s young king, They are secretly trying to figure out his identity.
Compared with Halutz, Feng Huo has a lot of performance on the sidelines. She is still the hair remark for the one’s own teacher’s sword – this is the tradition of Nine Phoenixes.
Seeing that Feng Huo took the sabre from Brando and stood by, many people were even more surprised. People have gradually distinguished these Nine Phoenixes people these days. Feng Huo is the Jadewind Wizard of this generation, Her Highness of Nine Phoenixes. The Princess, her identity does not need to be respected in the future, maybe even above the kingship, or this time will not be represented by her on behalf of Nine Phoenixes.
And the two people who are so important are all related to the youngster – who is the other party.
At the scene, I am afraid that only the Buga people, Kirrlutzian and Saers’ Wind Elf are the only ones. In fact, even Wind Elf, there are many middle-level nobles whispering and discussing Brando’s identity.
But just under their gaze, Brando saw Aruta.
“Mr. Brando.”
Yaruta rushed to Brando, Peyja did not bow, but this proud hunter girl remembered her absurd behavior that night, her face burned a bit, and quickly turned away – fortunately, her skin exudes a healthy bronze Rays of light, blushing is not seen by outsiders.
Seeing the children of the hunters, Brando thought of Wind Empress Saers. He sighed a little: “You are doing very well, Aruta, Peyja, you have heard about the deeds of Alkesh, you are not sorry for your hands. Ring of the Wind Empress, Saers adults will be proud of you.”
He was looked at towards the Thane of Lorrainedale behind the two, and the latter was slightly nodded. Obviously I heard about the other party’s glorious deeds. The two sisters have such a person to teach that it may not be a blessing for them.
“You are the grandson of Darus?” Istoville faced Brando’s gaze and his eyes flashed.
“That’s right.”
“Very good, Darus has a nice descendant,” Isdell nodded replied: “It’s a pity that human lifespan is too short. Your grandfather is the best opponent I have ever encountered in my life, but you are not bad. It is not necessarily a good thing for the coalition to have such a commander.”
Brando knows the love of one’s own grandfather and this person. In the long years of war sixty years ago, the coalition commander of the Saers side was this person. However, the life of the elf family is long, the experience is rich, and the excellent strategists are emerging one after another. The King of Lorrainedale’s famous Time is at least one century ahead of his grandfather, and Earth Sword Saint can fight with it or even get the upper hand. Absolutely Heaven Warping Genius, his huge Reputation throughout the Holy Cathedral of Fire is no accident.
But the elf Thane’s words still stunned him: “What do you say, Mr. Istorville?”
For this question, the King of Lorrainedale’s gray face showed a smile of as it should be by rights, but no longer answered, but with Aruta and Peyja left to return to the elves.
However, it is only the fate of this aspect that has once again caused waves in the entire venue. More and more people are turning their eyes to this direction.
Instead, the discussion inside Wind Elf has subsided, and it is clear that most of the elf recognize each other.