Amber Sword

Chapter 1156: Chapter 289: The Length of Time_2

Thinking of this, Brand could not help but furrow his brow slightly.

History has finally changed.

Originally, the Ambeser nobles meeting scheduled for the morning was postponed to the afternoon by the Flame Temple, and the location was also changed to the Lockshebi Palace within the Andevor Temple. Just this alone was already completely different from past history. Brand couldn’t help but look up, his gaze passing through the dark evergreens behind the inner courtyard. For the first time, he felt his vision obscured by heavy mist—what on earth caused the assassination in the morning?

When Brand finally exchanged glances with Anlek, he already confirmed that this old fox was also involved. But this wasn’t normal, wouldn’t it be in his interest to secretly support the Royalist party? Just what change occurred in this situation? It seems that Duke Anlek has actually aligned with the Xifah Royal Family, and the various nobles of Erune seem to have caught an unusual wind.

In the morning, more than half of the key figures in the nobles meeting were absent. If one were to say they didn’t get advance notice, Brand would never believe it. Even the Holy Temple’s apparent thunderous fury triggered deep suspicion in his eyes. Ambeser was rock-solid under the Temple’s management, and even Brand would have to rely on the strength of the Destiny Card to bring a group in for assassination. How could the bishops and priests of the Temple not know about the appearance of so many cultists right under their noses?

This clearly couldn’t be possible.

But Brand still couldn’t be sure that the wind direction would be one-sided. In history, the Princess’s side, though weak, at least had a considerable amount of support, and in the end, it was with Duke Anlek’s support that she became the victor in the civil war. Yet now, those who originally should have been on the Royalist side seem to have disappeared, and Brand doesn’t understand why this is happening.

He continued to search through every doubtful point in his mind, not missing a single detail. His advantage lies in his familiar knowledge of the future and everything that has recently happened. Although history has changed, the trend always moves forward. Brand believes that he can deduce the result from clues, it just needs a bit of time.

He pursed his lips, and his brow furrowed deeper.

And just at this moment, a figure came before him, entering his field of vision—Brand felt his breath pause for a moment. "Brand," Frey was dressed in Erune’s military uniform, her long ponytail gracefully draped behind her head, appearing valiant and spirited, yet her expression was gentle, more like a little wife. Erune’s future Valkyrie seemed to realize something was amiss herself, her face reddening, "It’s been a while."

"Frey," Brand couldn’t help but smile happily; he didn’t know why, but when he saw this girl from Buqi, the shadow in his heart seemed to clear away, "Did you come to see me just to say this?" He asked with a delicate smile. The image of the strong, unyielding Valkyrie had somehow become distant and blurry to him, while his first meeting with Frey in Buqi became clearer.

He still remembers Frey’s anxious look, telling him to lie down and be careful of his wound; despite her anger, she appeared particularly lovely. At that time, he thought she was the Lord of Martial God, but now it seems, she was simply Frey, nothing more.

"You..." Frey couldn’t help but feel a little angry when she saw Brand like this, even though she was clearly expecting it just now. The Princess had sent her to see Brand, with the purpose of delivering a message, but Frey also realized that the Princess obviously knew about her relationship with Brand; she’s still a bit nervous now, not sure how those big shots figured it out.

"...Brand, why did you come here?"

"You forgot, Frey, I asked you to approach Princess Griffine," Brand answered.

"Yes." Frey recalled, and due to her anger, her tension also eased a bit, "Because you said that only by going to the Royal Knight Academy could I help myself and help the people of Buqi. But Buqi has now been occupied by Madara, Brand, do you intend to start a war?"

Brand shook his head.

He lifted his head, his gaze still penetrating through the evergreens outside the inner court, looking at the darkness behind them, and asked: "Frey, you are no longer the Frey of Buqi now. How do you think of Erune, and how about the Princess?"