but—
Is it really so?
A happy, all people seem to have their own place-from the corpse of Alek to a sufficient amount of benefits, looks like a bunch of Eruin.
Is that the ultimate goal of his return to this era?
Do not.
Bredel shook his head firmly in his heart.
The future of Eruin should not be just that.
Perhaps he still has ideals in his mind, maybe the princess is strong enough, or maybe the Wang Dang is still willing to keep his promise.
But neither of them was Eruin.
As the prince Eke vowed under his sword:
‘Under this sword, I take the oath of the sage—’
‘I will swear to lead my people—to lead them away from strife and killing, away from the pride and greed of the imperial nobility; I swear to stop repeating this cold-blooded mistake of history! ’
‘I will let the nobles of this new kingdom obey the spirit of the knights—just and rigorous, upright and brave, kind and generous, and I make this vow and keep it for the rest of my life. ’
The powerful voice of every word is echoing even today.
Alluins glory is bound to belong to such an era of innovation.
She will remove all obsolescence. Her successors, fair and stern, upright and brave, kind and generous, those young people will inherit the glory of their heirs, honor enough to take over that sacred banner.
They will not be Kings.
Because the old nobles could never bear such glory.
He knew that Her Royal Highness would know all this after all.
As she finally understood in history.
Because she and them, doomed not to be all the way.
It used to come too late.
But today, perhaps with different variables from the beginning.
“Thats the value Im here for,” Bredel looked up, looking at the old wizard with a distorted face. As if the natural opposition between the new and old order, the two looked at each other indifferently: “I will realize all this, and anyone who stands in front of me-whoever he is, will be wiped out.”
“Ha ha … ha,” the old wizard gasped heavily, looking at this self-talking young Eruin young man like a lunatic: “Its like a mortal can never understand the vastness of the sky, it looks like Fortunate moments have caused you to fall ill … you dont understand the power of the Bugatians at all. “
“You dont understand my power.”
Bredel responded coldly.
He turned his head again, staring indifferently at the others in the captains room. “The Sasars are high above you, but you should understand that it is not you who are high above you, and as slaves, you must share the last of the master Glory? Even for them to die, but God knows how important your sacrifice is in their minds? “
No one spoke.
Not far from the drawing table are clocks, and in the room where the needles can be heard, there is only a monotonous dull response of the ticking hands.
The Sazards red-robed wizard was also arrogant, allowing Bredel to inspire these subordinates before him, but he said nothing but watched this scene indifferently.
The wand suspended in the center of the cabin made him realize the failure of the trip.
But how could the Sasardes fear failure?
Not to mention mortal.
The pride of the people of the sky comes from the power that their generations have possessed. Such power, within the reach it can reach, is the eternal truth.
Everyone understands what will happen to them if they refuse.
The terrible young man in front of him killed everyone, including Hollis, and even brought back his staff Togriffin, which was high above them. They could only look up as if they were gods. Characters.
However, in this unknown battlefield, it turned into the dust of history.
Everyone swallowed subconsciously.
The respected officers looked at each other and looked at each other, and finally everyones eyes fell on Gonzales.
Count Naiva coughed a bitterly, and stood up from his seat, apparently a bit shaky.
“I acknowledge the victory of the Eruin, and I hope … my colleagues and I will at least enjoy the last decent.”
This is surrender.
But Bredel shook his head.
Under everyones attention, he slowly said, “I think you have made a mistake. This is not the battlefield of human nations. Please take a good look outside the porthole and see what your enemies are. who is it.”
“This is a war, it has never begun, it may never end, gentlemen, you and I have heard all the legends about it, and at this time, as Marthas people, is it not Shouldnt we stand side by side? “
“Please ask yourself, who should your enemies be, and what should you guard for? Do you want to help you in this way, destroy all hope with your own hands, and turn the world into ashes, is this all you want?”
“This is a holy war, the ultimate war of all order and civilized kingdoms and dusk, you gentlemen, you should understand-it is not the Eruin who is truly betrayed by the Sasardes, but you.”
Bredel grabbed his staff ‘Togriffin’ and threw it forward. The silver staff stem fell on the deck and rolled to the feet of Gonzales.
“Her commander, go ahead and order your fleet. I, Earl Toniger, here on behalf of the Eruins, ask the help of the Bancias. If you remember that sacred vow, please let Warriors turned their heads and let us fight for a common victory! “
“Your Mightiness……”
Gonzales froze for a while.
The two nagging squadron commanders had turned back subconsciously, his eyes glanced from his colleagues.
At this moment.
They may not dare not remember the vow.
Maybe I cant help remembering that vow.
But the times when the nations of the earth fought side by side and abandoned all stereotypes for a common ideal did seem to be very, very long.
Far away like a legend.
Remember the vows of yesteryear?
No matter how dark and sinking—
But those who rebelled finally won.
“I …” Lord Earl never thought his voice would be so husky and dry: “We … understand, thank you, sir.”
Bredel waved.
He finally glanced at the red-robed wizard who was fixed in midair, as if looking at a dead fish, then turned and walked out of the captains room.
…
Everything is gone.
The sound of footsteps clattering in the dark, the sound of splashing water, permeated the smell of blood flowing into the river.
A distant and hissing mourning, the loud noise from the overturning of giants, the trees burning, and the crisp sound of dying when the bark peeled off.
Distant and ancient legends continue today …
In the darkness he seemed to see such a picture scroll—
The blazing flames reddened the sky, and the golden red clouds in the night, the rain and fire were falling from the sky.
A huge round of broken moon stared at the cracked land behind the clouds, lava spreading from below the surface, and on the vast battlefield, the giants shining with the stars were performing their final death with their enemies. fight.
The father of the giant bit his ankle for the wolf Fenrir. The black shadow suddenly enveloped the pale moon. The giants sons scattered and fled, and a tall, changing figure came to the dying with a giant spear. In front of the giant.
Countless voices screamed, as if the picture of the end.
The burning spear pierced the giants fathers chest.
“We should have won …”
The heavy footsteps suddenly stopped.
Before that faint consciousness finally diffused.
Andrea stared silently at the body of the middle-aged human male in front of him, and Baron Darler stared blankly into the sky, as if the last despair and unwillingness remained.
He—or a creature that should no longer be called a human being—his face was not silver-grey like a human, and a nasty crystalline spine grew on the loose skin—this The terrible monster was still at the last moment of his life. The scary moment at that moment remained on his face, and his mouth opened wide, but he could not make a final sound from his throat.
Because a light spear had pierced its chest from front to back before that, fixing its deceased corpse on the ground at an angle to its body.