Act 82 Past Balls III

How is this going? Whose memory is this? Brando's memory of this royal city of Eruin is not very deep. In the royal city in his memory, the luxurious palaces burned in flames, the city collapsed, and the creatures were trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

He can still remember the wails and screams that filled his ears at that time.

But not in this cheerful rhythm.

Brando glanced at the little prince next to him, thinking that this should be Haruze's memory. Princess Griffin and her brother lived in Menstros for a long time in history, and he should be familiar with it. This may be a summer celebration in his memory.

Brando raised his head and saw Lyra in the southern sky, confirming that this should be a summer night.

But what he was a little confused about was how the memory of the little prince could be connected with the memory of the unknown person. How could the assassination scene in the collapsed dream be connected with such a cheerful dream?

Brando remained calm and continued to move forward. Many people of all kinds had gathered on the avenue, but most of them turned a blind eye to Brando and the little prince. This is also normal. Everyone's memory is vague about details. These people exist in the memory, but if you glance at them, you may not remember clearly what each of them looks like.

He led Haruze through the crowd, paying attention to the details of the celebration. But at this time, a carriage came from the darkness in the distance. It was a dark, noble four-wheeled carriage sliding past like a ghost. Brando couldn't help seeing the coat of arms on the wall of the carriage. He closed his eyes and shrank.

"Teacher, that is Viscount Bergning -" the little prince also recognized it. It seemed that he still had a clear memory of the person who betrayed his sister. He grabbed Brando's clothes with some concern and reminded him in a low voice.

Brando nodded.

Haruze was still a little confused. He furrowed his little eyebrows and said to himself in confusion: "It's strange. There are obviously no holly leaves on Viscount Bergning's coat of arms. I, I remember that it was the earl's talent. Some decorations..."

"Oh... this is a dream, I, I forgot again. I'm sorry."

This unintentional remark made Brando's heart skip a beat.

His brows suddenly wrinkled. He remembered one detail clearly, Count Bergning. This title does exist in history. After Her Royal Highness the Princess won the war against the North, Eruin ushered in the hope of peace. Then came the five years of ZTE. Although there were occasional conflicts with Madara, the timeline still passed smoothly in another period of history.

Then the Second War of the Black Rose came as expected.

Brando felt a sting in his heart. After the Battle of Crimson Valley, Valkyrie died in battle. The situation is even more unfavorable for Her Royal Highness the Princess. In order to support her own power, she competes with Grand Duke Anlek. Not long after that, Her Royal Highness summoned Begnin back to Menstros.

At that time...at that time, Brando thought about it silently. At that time, although Bergning did not inherit the title of Archduke Sifach, he was made an earl.

"correct……"

"This celebration."

Brando felt a chill rising from his back, and he suddenly remembered the origin of this celebration. Yura and Eco defeated Madara's army in the Manowell area. At that time, the coalition of Eruin and the player seemed to have seized a breather. Princess Griffiin hosted a banquet for the envoys of the Temple of Fire. Hopefully the Cruz people can help.

Midsummer festival.

The Feast of Scrolls.

Time has frozen at this historical node. Brando suddenly understood that this was not Haruze's memory at all, but his own. He was personally present that day when Princess Griffin was assassinated.

Brando suddenly gritted his teeth.

History actually repeated itself in front of him.

"Teacher?" Haruze couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Brando's red and white face.

Brando took a deep breath and replied: "Nothing, Haruze-" He was about to say that we have to find a way to enter the city. But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the paper in his hand was slightly hot.

He quickly picked up the piece of paper.

The piece of paper had changed its appearance at this moment. Only then did he realize that it was a letter, about the size of a palm. He opened the envelope. An invitation fell out of it. The text on the invitation was blurry, but only one sentence was very eye-catching: 'Viscount Caddell and his fiancée Miss Besty are invited to the banquet——'

Brando suddenly realized something in his heart. It turned out that the memory of the nameless person was connected with his memory. It turned out that the guy was going to a banquet and was assassinated on the way. But what made him a little strange was how this had anything to do with his subsequent memory. And why was that guy assassinated, and what did he regret?

And there's another problem. There was only Viscount Cardel in the carriage, and the invitation was for Viscount Cardel and his fiancée to attend the banquet. What about his fiancée?

"Wait, fiancée?"

Brando's movements suddenly froze.

"Teacher?" His Royal Highness the little prince naturally noticed Brando's movements. He saw the piece of paper in Brando's hand turned into an envelope. Naturally, I remembered what Brando said before. "Teacher. Did it remember something new?"

Brando remained silent and handed the letter to his student. Haruze picked up the flimsy piece of paper. He looked at it carefully and then paused for a moment: "Teacher, do we want to go to the banquet instead of Viscount Cardel?"

In theory, this is what the mission requires. Brando carefully recalled all the details of the strategy, but the conclusion he came to was not much different from this.

"But where is the viscount's fiancée? Do we need to find her first?" the little prince asked.

There is this possibility. Brando pondered for a moment, but he felt that this possibility was not high. As the fiancée of Viscount Cardel, he is highly suspected of being the core figure in this mission. But the key point is that according to the characteristics of the collapsed dream of the nameless person, the more profound the memory, the sooner it should appear.

Just like the piece of paper in his hand.

And there is still no trace of his fiancée until now. Either this so-called fiancée is an insignificant figure, or she is already dead like the Viscount.

But whether it is the former or the latter, it is basically an impossible task to find the so-called Miss Bethidi from this dream.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to find her." Brando replied.

"Ah? Then this is the only way we can go to the banquet? But, the etiquette officer said that if such a long river noble does not bring a female guest, it will be ridiculed -" Haruze was startled, a little worried. said.

"This is not a matter of shame." Brando shook his head. What does the ridicule in the dream have to do with him? He had to admire that the little prince was still worried about this problem at this time. The crux of the matter is that this invitation is obviously very important to Viscount Rauch, otherwise he would not remember it so clearly.

He forgot all the other words on the invitation and just remembered the words 'Viscount Caddell and his fiancée Miss Besty are invited to the banquet-', which showed that he took this matter very seriously.

In other words, according to the setting in "Amber", if he cannot meet this condition, then subsequent tasks are basically out of the question.

Brando doesn't want to be locked in this dream for the rest of his life.

But what he couldn't help but want to scold was, who was he going to find in this hellish place to pretend to be this hellish fiancée, Miss Besty? In this dream, except for the important characters, almost all memories are fragile. The people outside are like a background and cannot interact with him and Haruze at all.

But he suddenly stopped.

Brando's eyes fell on Haruze——

The little prince of Eruin, the future king. Haruze is just twelve years old this year. Due to long-term sword practice, he has already started to grow taller, and his height is just around his waist. He is a bit like his sister, Princess Griffin. She is born with a cute face, and her silver eyes are always watery, and her silky hair sticks to his forehead, making him look... She looks like a weak little girl most of the time.

The key is that because of his half-elf ancestry, his figure is far less muscular than that of a human boy, but very slender.

He stood there looking pitiful and weak. His temperament is even gentler and calmer than that of his sister.

Brando hesitated for a moment, and the evil thoughts in his heart couldn't stop pouring out. The little prince seemed to notice something bad and couldn't help but look at him carefully and asked: "Teacher Brando?"

Brando raised a finger, and with just a thought, the previous Viscount Cardel's seal ring appeared intact in his hand. This is the advantage of dreams. As long as they exist in the memories of him, Haruze, and Viscount Kader, they can be easily copied anywhere.

Then he lowered his head and said seriously to the little prince: "Haruze."

"Well?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you are beautiful?"

The little prince's face immediately turned red. He held the Lion's Fang and stared blankly at his teacher. For a moment, he didn't know what to think. "T-Teacher?"

"If you change into women's clothes, there should be no problem, right?"

The problem is huge. Haruze held the sword and shook his head desperately. Then he lowered his head and blushed, almost to the root of his neck. Brando couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. To be honest, the little prince's temperament was more like that of a girl than his sister's.

He sighed. To be honest, he thought his idea was ridiculous. But there is a vague pleasure in mischief, not to mention that this seems to be the only possible way.

"Haruze——"

He spoke.

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