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“He is him, you are you,” Freya had some ups and downs in his chest: “Anyone in Bucce cursed your father and said that he is a faint, but he has a good daughter. For you, we even want to forgive your father’s fault. Because we only hope that the Her Highness the Princess can live well, and one day the kingdom will be better under her gaze than before!”

Gryphine’s eyes are a little red, she lightly smiled: “You can rest assured that I will not give up so easily, even in the darkest hours, I have not been knocked down. I am Hallefoo’s daughter, with the body. With the blood of the Holy White, no one can beat me, and death will not work.”

Her words suddenly stopped.

There was some solidification in the silver scorpion.

Freya was just about to say something, but a slender palm had been placed on her shoulder.

Freya almost froze, she clearly felt someone coming into the tent, but she thought it was Brynhild, because Valkyries didn’t pass. But as soon as she felt the familiar temperature from the hand that was applied to her shoulder, she immediately understood –

Who is back.

In the eyes of the strong Female Knight, there was a layer of water. Her eyes were red like rabbits. When I turned back, my tears burst out. She wants to tell the person in front of them how difficult their situation is; she wants to tell this person how worried she is about the war in Trentheim; she wants to tell him that Amandina was taken away by those people, and life and death are not clear.

She wants to cry, like a child.

Responsibility allows her to stand in the same place, still tears across the face, tears in the vaguely looking at the familiar face in front of him.

Brando looked at the Valkyrie, who was crying, with some heartache.

He never thought about the Aouine’s banner in his memory. One day he would be in front of himself as a child without a foot. Strong and firm, weak and slender, the two different moments of beautiful intertwining touched him deeply. The softest place in the heart.

But Her Highness the Princess was still on the side, and Brando could only wipe away the tears on Valkyrie’s face.

“Sorry, ladies, I am late.”

“It seems to me that it will always be just right.” Her Highness the Princess replied with a smile.

Inside the narrow tent.

The two looked at each other so silently.

Standing alone.

Sitting alone in bed.

Freya suddenly understood that he and Her Highness the Princess might have a lot to say, she was still in tears, hugged Brando tightly, and shook his hand secretly. Brando understood her meaning, and sighed at this kind girl, he smiled at her, nodded.

“I, let me see Miss Brynhild, she, she may have something to look for me…” Miss Knight found a bad excuse, and then turned and walked out.

When the two men passed by, Brando said to her ear: “There is something to eat outside, I will bring you supplies.”

Freya’s face was red and transparent, and she ran away without looking back.

Princess Gryphine looked at the interaction between the two with a savvy attitude, her eyes were bright and slightly smiling, but there was something in her mind.

“No one can beat you, death is not good, Her Highness the Eldest Princess,” Brando watched one’s own Princess: “Because they simply can’t reach you, your Knight is in front of you, without my permission.” No one can do it before.”

“It’s not acceptable to get your permission,” Princess Gryphine added. “Mr. Knight, you seem to have experienced a lot.”

“Yes, is there any taste of vicissitudes?”

“No.”

After saying this, even if it was very weak, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Brando also felt the change of the Her Highness the Princess, she became more mature, perhaps this is the real she, and the shadow in his memory gradually coincides. He took out the Angel heart bottle and motioned for her to drink, but the elven girl was unmoved, only looking at him with the gaze of expectation.

Brando groaned and then jumped in the heart.

He lifted the weak girl, and the two squatted so timidly, Elven Princess looked at him with confidence, and Brando heartbeat slowly lowered the heart of Angel, dropping a drop of light into her slender On the tip of the tongue.

Princess swallowed it, and the Vitality contained in the liquid liquid immediately began to work. Her withered limbs re-boosted, the skin became white and the blow was broken, the silver scorpion brightened a little, and the cheeks became healthy. The rosy, sloppy silver hair glows with brilliance, and it is like a flower with Wither once again starting the life in the process of life.

Gryphine was shocked to see this incredible thing, and even when the serious injury on his body completely healed, he didn’t care.

“this is……”

“This is the Angel heart bottle.”

“That is the relic formed by the blood of Angel?”

Brando nodded.

Her Highness the Princess seems to be in meditation: “I owe you more, my Mr. Knight.”

“I only worry that Her Highness the Princess is still hating me,” Brando replied helplessly. “It should be flattened.”