Amber Sword

Chapter 1191: Chapter 300: IV

Griff seemed to have truly untangled her knots, under her arrangement, everything became orderly once again. Watching the Princess become smart and capable again, Brand also slightly relaxed, although at first, he saw a rare side of the Princess that was helpless and bewildered, it was indeed charming, he preferred the current Princess in front of him.

Perhaps because she was more real, and closer to the image in his mind.

But Brand didn’t lower his guard; although the Princess was temporarily rejuvenated, it couldn’t change the fact that they were still amidst numerous difficulties and dangers; at least until everything was arranged, Brand knew there was a problem the Princess’s faction couldn’t avoid addressing —

He didn’t intend to speak up, instead waiting for someone else to bring it up. Lord Overwell’s thoughts were meticulous, and the black-haired Female Knight Nemesia didn’t seem like someone to underestimate, he had no reason to act clever.

However, every time Brand glanced over, his gaze was involuntarily attracted to the black-haired Female Knight. Nemesia stood there quietly, exuding an aura that felt very familiar to him.

Familiar yet strange.

The room fell silent for a small moment, Nemesia naturally noticed the frequent gaze from that young man landing on her, but every time she turned her head, she saw his gaze quickly shift away.

"Hmph." The black-haired Female Knight slightly frowned. Not far from her, the Half-Elf Girl appeared to be arranging everything in an orderly manner, she turned to look at Overwell on one side, the formerly sharp-tongued Sir Wolf was silent, Nemesia knew he was hinting for her to speak.

"Your Highness, how do we handle matters on Prince Haruz’s side?"

After a moment, she quietly asked; this question seemed to strike a chord with Erune’s Future elder princess, the young girl froze all at once, Brand saw her slender fingertips even tremble slightly.

This is an unavoidable issue, even when at the Knight Academy, the Little Prince’s activities were always managed by the Royalists, initially it appeared as protection, but now it has become monitoring and control. Now her brother has long fallen into the Royalists’ hands, and figures like Macaro and Count Bari are outstanding; trying to seize him from their hands wouldn’t be easy.

"Naturally, we must seize him, never let my brother become their bargaining chip." But how to seize him is a problem, the Princess deeply furrowed her brows — presently, she could only command a cavalry of Officer Cadets who hadn’t completed their studies yet, with numbers not even half of the Royal Knights.

Moreover, it seemed the Princess hadn’t truly torn her face with the Royalists, neither side had a retreat, and if the Royalists lost their last bargaining chip, they might lean towards the Flame Temple’s side. This possibility was small but she couldn’t help worrying.

The large room fell silent.

"How about this old minister take a trip then." Lord Overwell said, "If it truly is difficult, we might seek aid from the Lake Knight, perhaps..."

"I will try to persuade Frey." Nemesia calmly replied, her face showed not the slightest concern, as calm as a sculpture.

The strength displayed by the Lake Knight last time was only second to what Brand saw in the Trade Wind Ring with Andesa, it’s no wonder Lord Overwell would think of him. However, although the Lion’s Heart was still in Frey’s hands, the Lake Knight seemed to only protect this future Valkyrie, yet merely protect her, Frey might not necessarily be able to command this great god.

Actually, Lord Overwell might not be unaware of this, but the Princess’s faction truly had no good plan at this moment.

Brand shook his head, finally unable to resist interjecting, "I’m afraid not, Lord Overwell. Actually, seizing him isn’t difficult, just need to adjust the itinerary."

"Adjust the itinerary?" Everyone present was taken aback.

"I suggest not setting off so early, best to wait until the nobles’ meeting has started." Brand answered, "In fact, whether we set off sooner or later makes no difference, even if we leave now, the outside is a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, it’s no easier than directly fighting our way out of the meeting place."

"Moreover—" He intended to continue, but the Princess had already interrupted him with bright eyes, "Moreover, the most dangerous place is also the safest place, if we’re to escape, we surely wouldn’t choose to do it at the meeting place. Because of this thought, perhaps at that time it’s actually easier for us to break through."