Wizard From Afar

Monthly enters Zhongtian.

Winter is approaching. Even at midnight when it should be clear, the sky above the fortress of Duanjieshan is still full of northerly winds, and the never-ending snowstorm roars and roars outside the window.

The room of the Commander of Broken Boundary Mountain Fortress is not spacious, but at least it is warm and comfortable-a thick carpet of animal skins, and a roaring fireplace stands with a "grumbling" soup pot.

The only long table in the room has been filled with a variety of "East Sacramental Traditions" delicacies-all kinds of rough cauldron stews, toasted bread sprinkled with salt and pepper, grilled Venison plus soju that can be drunk by just smelling it.

For Brandon, who is accustomed to the exquisite cuisine of Imperial Capital Golovin and is keen to find good food, just seeing these makes him feel uncomfortable.

Of course, what made him even more uncomfortable was Connold Desalion, who was sitting across from him, staring at him while cutting meat with a dagger.

The severe winter blizzard roared outside the window, making this rare "brother party" atmosphere even more solemn.

Holding up a cup of hot water, Brandon barely squeezed a smile from the corner of his mouth—he really couldn’t drink that terrible shochu:

"I haven’t seen you in a few years, Connold The Imperial Brother seems to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes than the last time we met, so pay more attention to your body."

Connold ignored Brandon’s deliberate stubble, and the sharp dagger sent the cut venison into it. I opened the mouth and said slowly:

"You are more sensible and calmer than before."

"Brandon Desa in my memory At the moment when his wizard advisor is arrested, Leon will let Mirasis kill everyone present except me without the slightest hesitation, and then smash half of the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain to pieces."

"Yes, this is my style." Brandon curled his mouth, smiling brightly:

"Oh... by the way, even now I really want to do that. ——You don’t want to know how many times have I wished to see what your lackeys looked like when they were burned alive!"

"In addition, don’t deny how many times have you wished that year Milassis did not accept my invitation, but simply ate me as a snack. I know, you must have thought about it."

"Of course, we are both Desa Leone The bloodline of the giant dragon Royal Family runs endlessly in our bodies. Anger and tyranny are our innate nature."

Connold’s peaceful replied: "But the more In this way, the more we should think of our identity. Use our reason to control our anger instead of being controlled or swallowed by it."

"Your performance today surprised me, Brandon. "

"That's because I know you dare not kill him--unless you are crazy, you will kill a descendant of the Torino family in front of thousands of soldiers in the fortress of Duojieshan." His Royal Highness tugged at the corner of his mouth, and the piece of toast just now almost choked him:

"Of course, please be considerate of me. Although we all understand that you are just calming down the conflict, but want to persuade him My friends of the wizard adviser asked them to endure as much as possible for the time being not to robbery. It is also a very difficult thing for me!"

"He killed nearly 20 people in the duel trial , These soldiers also have robes, relatives and brothers. If they really want revenge, I can't stop them." Connold gave him a cold look:

"You think let him go now Come out, your'wizard advisor' will be safer?"

Brandon shrugged.

"Even more how, this'wizard advisor' is not just a provocation at the fortress of Duojieshan." Connold slowly said: "Even if it is for the trouble he has caused me, I will Impossible Just let this descendant of the Torino family be so lightly."

"Uh...what do you mean?" Brandon's mouth curled up stiffly.

For an instant, a subtle killing intent flashed across the corner of Connold's eyes.

"Brandon Desalion, do you think I am blind or deaf?" The Prince of Sacland tried his best to suppress the anger in his words: "I can tolerate my younger brother's mischief , But it does not mean that I will ignore it!"

"You and this Loren Torino in Eboden completely destroyed the local church and free aristocratic forces, allowing the nine-pointed star wizard tower to completely take power, almost Destroyed half of the city!"

"In Forgetown, you obviously know that the dean of the Forge Academy is my person-I have to admit that your wizard advisor is indeed amazing, otherwise it would be impossible overnight. I found sufficient evidence to destroy him and almost destroyed the logistics supply of the Broken Front Mountain Fortress!"

"Are you going to deny all these things?"

"No , Of course not." Brandon smiled more brilliantly:

"After all, facing the repeated and repeated abuses of my big brother, as a younger brother, how could I not have to What about small means to resist?"

"First of all, Eboden-the matter of the Holy Blood Potion is Root Infinit Uncle's please, but anyone with a brain will know that he is yours. , But no one told me from beginning to end that this damn potion can turn people into monsters and summon Evil God!"

"Then it was on the way to the fortress of Duanjieshan, in my When the soldiers were slaughtered by the werewolves of the ice plains, Ernst and the cavalry under your command actually watched--if it weren't for Mirasis, I don't know how many soldiers of the guard survived;"

"And the troubled veteran, don't tell me he is not yours, how can he dare to be so rude if no one is behind him, and even threaten me with the military rules of the empire? Really, I almost believed it!"

"So, all of this is your choice, you forced me—the beloved Imperial Brother, it’s you who have tried again and again, let I had to choose to resist as much as possible."

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

"It turned out to be like this."

Connold put down the meat-cutting dagger in his hand, drank the soju in his glass in one gulp, gasping silently and looked towards the person in front of him. Brandon:

"So... if I tell you I will stop here, never test you again, or even persuade the Imperial Father to remove your surveillance?"

Bran Den's smile froze.

"Sorry, but...but I...don’t seem to hear you clearly?"

"Then I’ll say it again." Connold’s resolute face showed a smile, staring at himself Younger brother:

"From now on, we are no longer enemies, but biological brothers fighting side by side — I will try my best to speak nice things to you in front of the Imperial Father and tell him that you are in the broken world How brave the mountain fortress is, I will let you, my younger brother, Brandon Desalion get everything that a prince should have!"

"Not just his due property , Even titles, territories and real power! I remember that the prince’s appointment in the Imperial Council has precedents, and this will become your breakthrough."

Brandon’s expression cannot be more awkward."

NS.

He took a deep breath as hard as he could, Brandon exhaled the suffocation in his chest, slapped his cheeks with both hands to make himself completely awake, and then stared wide-eyed and asked with the most sensible mind. Question:

"Why?"

"Because of me, because the fortress and the Empire need you very much, Brandon." Connold sighed, crimson's eyes Heavy:

"The enemy in the north will invade the fortress of Duanjieshan at any time; but unfortunately, we are not fully prepared-although the enemy is still the previous enemy, the empire is not the same year. The empire of Duchy!"

"You also know very well that the chaos a hundred years ago caused heavy casualties throughout the empire, and has not been able to fully recover until now; and the duches of Duchy unless they are the army of monsters. Destroyed the fortress of Duanjieshan, otherwise they would not gather troops for a summoning order from the empire as they did in the past, and voluntarily march toward the north!"

"The threat from the north is looming, but as long as we take Without evidence, no one will believe all this-they who are full of plot against plots will only be regarded as the erosion of their army and territory by the empire!"

"I really need you now, than I need you at any time, Brandon-Desalion needs you, and the empire needs you more!"

Listening to the begging of my big brother, the red-haired prince lowered his eyes slightly, as if Fallen into deep thought.

"Oh...now I finally understand."

"Do you really understand?" Connold's tone became more sincere, his expression firm.

"Yes, it couldn't be clearer." Lifts the head, Brandon's face bloomed with an extremely happy smile again: "What you need is not Brandon Desalion..."

"It's the'death ghost' Brandon, right!"

"Brandon..."

"Come on, come on, my beloved Connold Imperial Brother, I'll be numb for you after saying that just now, please, don't play the trick of "brother, friend, brother, respect", okay?"

Brandon poured his shochu directly into the fireplace, with a playful look in his eyes: "Of course you want me to die, but only if you can afford it, and then...

You have to be prepared to be able to fight back!"