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Is that the ultimate goal of his return to this era?

No.

Brando shook his head firmly in his heart.

The future Aouine should not be like this.

Maybe he still has ideals in his heart, maybe Eldest Princess is strong enough, maybe royallist is still willing to abide by his promises.

But they are not Aouine.

As First King Eicht made the vow under his sword:

‘I am under this sword, set the vow of Sage-‘

‘I will swear to lead my people – lead them away from strife and slaughter, away from the arrogance and greed of the imperial noble; I swear to not repeat this historical cold-blooded mistake! ‘

‘I will let the nobles of this new kingdom follow chivalry – just and rigorous, upright and heroic, kind and generous, I made this vow and will obey it with all my life. ‘

The powerful words of the words and sentences still reverberate in an era like today.

Aouine’s glory will be destined to belong to such an era of innovation.

She will remove all the staleness, her successors, fair and rigorous, upright and courageous, kind and generous, those youngsters will inherit the glory of the past, honor enough to take over the sacred banner.

They won’t be royallists.

Because old nobles can never bear such glory.

He understands that Her Highness the Princess will understand all this.

As she finally understood in history.

Because she and them are destined not to be all the way.

Once, it all came too late.

But today, perhaps from the beginning, there are different variables.

“This is the value of my existence here,” Brando raises head, looked towards the old wizard that was distorted. As if it were the natural opposition between the new and the old order, the two looked at each other indifferently: “I will achieve it all, and anyone who is in front of me – no matter who he is, will be wiped out.”

“haha…ha,” the old wizard was panting, and looked at the self-speaking Aouine youngster like a madman: “It’s like a mortal can never understand the vastness of the sky. It seems that the moment has been fortunate. Let you start getting maddeningly ill… you don’t understand the power of the Buga people.”

“You don’t understand my strength.”

Brando coldly returned.

He turned back and looked at other people in the captain’s room indifferently. “The Sasaarland people are aloof and remote, but you should understand that aloof and remote are not you, but as slaves, you must share the master together. The final glory? Even for their drop dead!, but how important is your death knows in your mind?”

No one has spoken.

A clock is displayed not far from the drawing table. In the room where the needle is audible, there is only a monotonous and tedious reverberation of the ticking pointer.

The Sasaarland man’s red robe wizard is also arrogant, letting Brando incite him in front of him, but it is the brief remark, only watching this scene indifferently.

The magic staff suspended in the middle of the cabin made him realize the failure of the trip.

But how can Sasaarland people fear failure?

Moreover, it is a loss to mortals.

The pride of the people of the sky comes from the power that they have mastered in generations. Such power, within the territory it can touch, is the unchanging truth.

Everyone understands what they are going to do if they refuse.

In front of this terrifying youngster killed everyone including Hollis, and even brought back his magic staff ‘Torgirfin’, which is aloof and remote, they can only look up If God is a general character.

However, on this unseen battlefield, it turned into the dust of history.

Everyone has subconsciously swallowed.

The respected officers looked at each other, look at each other in dismay, and finally everyone’s eyes fell on Gonzalez.

Nasiva Count coughed a bitterly, stood up from one’s own seat, and his body was obviously a bit stunned.

“I admit the victory of Aouinian, I hope… my colleagues and I can at least enjoy the final decent.”

This is surrender.

But Brando shook his head.

Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly started talking: “I think you have made a mistake. This is not the battlefield of human warring countries. Please take a look at the portholes and see if your enemies are actually. who is it.”

“This is a war. It has never had a beginning, and it may never end. You, Sir, you and I have heard of all the legends about it, and whenever this time, as a member of Marsha, could it Be that we shouldn’t stand together and fight together?”

“Please ask yourself, who should your enemy be, what should you guard? You can have it to take the side of the evil-doer, destroy all hopes and let this World be ashes, this is what you want. Everything you want?”

“This is Holy War. It is the ultimate war between all orders and civilizations and Twilight. Gentlemen, you should understand that the Sasaarland people really betrayed not Aouinian, but you.”

Brando grabbed the magic staff ‘Torgirfin’ and threw it forward. Silver’s magic staff fell on the armor plates and the bones rolled to the foot of Gonzalez.