Amber Sword

Chapter 1165: Chapter 292: The Beginning of the True Turning Point

Brand kept the second and third thoughts to himself, ultimately voicing none of them. Some words are not suited for saying in front of royalists; from the beginning, he knew the royalists and Princess Griffine were destined to walk different paths. As he turned away, the Kingdom behind him had already become a crumbling palace. He seemed to see a sea of fire; the debauched Erune Nobles had long destroyed the foundation of this ancient country—even the most outstanding group of people in this Kingdom, Macaro, Liwu, Ou Fuwei’er, their gaze is limited by tradition, or rather, they fear change.

History repeats itself; compromise can lead to victory, as the royalists now have their best chance to turn things around; but for that Princess, it’s not the same. Brand has already seen what she wants in her eyes—unfortunately, it is something the outdated nobles of Erune are destined not to give her.

However, for Brand, only destruction can bring rebirth at this moment. What they cannot provide, he will bestow.

Sometimes one word is enough, and some people are simply not worth saving. Together with Frey, he arrived outside Lockesh Palace, "Su!" Frey happily exclaimed, surprised. A young girl with wheat-black skin, her hair braided into numerous plaits, was smiling outside the palace, dressed as the daughter of a merchant family. "Miss Frey, you’ve grown taller," she answered warmly.

"Su, deliver this letter to the Naga Clan." Brand handed a letter to Su. Su nodded, silently taking the letter. She was a silent, reliable girl, and Brand was always exceptionally at ease with this Red Copper Dragon Reto’s daughter.

"Naga?" Frey turned her head, surprised, and asked, "Brand, I’ve heard the Naga Clan are pirates who roam the Sea of Shining. I never knew you were acquainted with them?"

Brand couldn’t help but smile, teasing her, "I know many people, but more than half of them you’re unaware of."

"Hmph, dead noble," Frey gritted her teeth and said.

Su looked at the two of them and couldn’t help but shake her head—she put away the letter, which represented the breakdown of negotiations—as the daughter of a bartender, she wasn’t concerned about the Kingdom’s future; however, her indifference did not mean Frey could remain unmoved. Suddenly the young girl raised her head, "Brand, what do you think now?"

"I’ve done my best, and now I plan to return to Tonyger, waiting for Princess and Anlek to join forces to provoke war—"

Before he finished speaking, Frey was looking at him with suspicion. Brand couldn’t help but sweat, thinking to himself about how untrustworthy he seemed, "Tell the truth, Brand." Frey closed her eyes, responding irritably. This guy is as deceitful as Romantic, she doesn’t believe he would simply let go.

He has the ability to achieve all his goals; the key is, his determination is always firmer than others. Frey knows this well; in her heart, Brand is already synonymous with omnipotence. Moreover, subconsciously, she does not wish for Princess and Anlek to ally.

As someone who was born a Civilian and received a High education, she inherently distrusts the rotten Old Nobles of Erune—

"Kill." Brand replied calmly.

Frey was slightly startled, raising her head to look at Brand.

Brand didn’t say more, the royalists had given him an answer, and next, he would give everyone an answer. He disdained explaining too much to people like Macaro and Liwu, because only the Sword can explain everything. Realizing the royalists’ stubbornness was beyond redemption at the same moment; he had already made up his mind to implement the second plan.

A plan long decided.

Intervening militarily in the Ambeser negotiations, personally inciting war—

Then the Kingdom would fall into a grand war, flames would consume everything, decayed things would turn to ashes, only those who withstand the test will remain. Brand once personally participated in this war; it has a name—the Erune Civil War.

At this moment, a melodious bell sounded over the port; Brand turned back and saw that the Ambeser Conference had already begun. Historically, this meeting lasted seven days, during which the nobles bickered, quarreled tirelessly, held their ground, and then they used a completely different outcome to put a full stop to the negotiations—war.

The nobles are simply laughable.