Amber Sword

Chapter 1145: Chapter 285: Discovered?_3

It’s a pity that the Countess was lost in her own thoughts and didn’t even know how she responded. After Marquis You Xi, the nobles approached one by one to meet the heir of this mysterious and ancient family, although most only exchanged pleasantries. What surprised Brand was that even Duke Anlek and Duke Xifah came up to greet them, making him inwardly marvel at the boundless appeal of this mysterious family.

By Martha, these two dukes almost represent the pinnacle of power in Erune, so they could completely ignore a Privileged Earl and maintain their aloofness. But what truly made Brand’s pulse accelerate was seeing the royalists walking over, with the crown jewel of the royal crown—Princess Griffine—at the center.

"This is bad." Brand’s heart suddenly started pounding irrationally. Her Highness the Princess had once been a spiritual pillar for all Erune players; this worship and frenzy even surpassed the reverence for the Valkyrie. The Princess was the one who consistently embodied the will of Erune, and without her, there would have been no new Erune in the future. Although history had passed, the enduring memory remained eternal.

In the Amber Sword, Brand had only seen Her Highness the Princess a few times from afar in public settings, always with an observer’s perspective. Yet he still remembered that tumultuous scene. It can be said that every Erune person had a special feeling for Her Highness the Princess, and he was naturally no exception.

Brand had come on this trip to meet Her Highness the Princess, but he hadn’t expected the meeting would happen so quickly.

"I... I’m not ready yet." Brand couldn’t help but want to wipe the sweat off his forehead—if there was any.

Princess Griffine was already approaching.

Never had the hall of the manor been so quiet as it was now. This eerie silence finally made Frey, napping by the carriage, realize something was off. She shook her head and blinked as she woke up. "Awake?" Nemesia turned back, a rare warmth in the knight’s dark eyes, and she smiled forgivingly. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

"Ah... sorry," Frey was startled: "I accidentally..."

"Don’t worry," Nemesia replied, "Being overly tense can lead to fatigue; you’ll get used to it." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Although you say that..." Frey showed a frustrated expression, furrowed her brow, smoothed her long brown ponytail with her hand, and then checked her sword: "I’ll be careful, Senior Sister."

Nemesia nodded, then looked over towards the manor.

"What’s happening?" Frey couldn’t help but ask.

"That young earl from last night."

"They came too?" Frey raised her head in curiosity but immediately widened her eyes. "Ah! Br... Br... Br..." She stammered, almost unable to believe her eyes. The face she had dreamt of countless times was suddenly so clear in front of her that she almost thought she was still dreaming.

Nemesia sensed something amiss at once. She turned her head and frowned: "Did you recognize someone?"

"Ah... no..." Frey was momentarily at a loss for how to respond, feeling that Brand was truly too bothersome, whether in Buqi or Ridenburg, and again this time caused her trouble. How should she answer? Should she tell Nemesia that it was Brand? Poor her, she didn’t even dare confirm whether that was actually Brand. She simply felt a flash in her mind, suddenly thinking that the two sneaky figures she saw last night were actually Brand and Char.

So that’s how it is.

The face of the future Valkyrie was full of change, but Nemesia, so perceptive, had already sensed something unusual. She suddenly came to a realization, pressing further: "Was it those two last night? Did you recognize them? They’re not from the Yanbao Family?"

"Ah!" Frey stared at Nemesia, not saying a word.

The Female Knight Captain had already discerned the answer from Frey’s reaction. She immediately grasped her sword and turned back to speak softly to everyone: "There’s something wrong with those people; follow me, protect Her Highness the Princess."

Wait a minute! Frey’s mind was in chaos as she watched this scene unfold, wondering how things had turned out this way.

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