Amber Sword

Chapter 1193: Chapter 300: IV_3

The two hid in the alley across the street from the Holy Temple, with only a little time left before their appointed meeting with Magdalene.

He said he was there to steal the figurehead, but in reality, he was just here to meet Magdalene. Now that he had the Sea Demon Whale, there was no need to stir up trouble during these turbulent times.

Frey, standing nearby, felt a slight envy. After all, girls often have a soft spot for such Romantic things. Beigening’s actions were undeniably sensational in this World as a noble defied his family purely to chase his love.

Those are stories that only exist in Knight novels.

However, Frey’s girlish side was quite adorable, and Brand couldn’t help but scrutinize this future Valkyrie attentively. He didn’t know why, but he felt he could only show his natural side in front of Romantic and Frey, as if he could relax.

Speaking of abandoning everything for ideals, this Valkyrie Princess was in fact similar. And now, for this future Valkyrie and the Kingdom’s tomorrow, it seemed he was also doing the same.

It’s just striving for another different history.

When Frey turned back, she was startled by his expression: "Is there something on my face?"

"No, nothing," Brand quickly shook his head.

"Why hasn’t Princess Magdalene come out yet?" Frey didn’t notice his inner turmoil and asked a question instead. She was always an impatient person.

Brand glanced at the time—it was just right—but he looked up at the back door of the Holy Temple. There was still no one in sight, causing him to frown. Typically, both parties in a secret meeting are very sensitive to time, unless there’s a problem; it’s unusual to be late.

Besides, Princess Magdalene didn’t seem like a careless person.

A hint of unease flashed through his mind.

"Is there something wrong, Brand?" Frey noticed the cue.

"The scheduled time has already passed."

She frowned slightly: "Could... Princess Magdalene have met some trouble?"

"It’s possible," Brand could only speculate.

"Then what do we do?"

Brand’s brows furrowed deeply. He didn’t need any ridiculous figurehead; he could get it anytime. Besides, he could almost guess seven or eight parts of the contents entrusted to Wood by the new Chief Priest Moros after hearing from the North. Meeting with Magdalene was really just to confirm things.

Right now, the safest thing to do would undoubtedly be to turn around and leave. But Brand felt some unease in his heart; leaving without a word felt like betraying Princess Magdalene, who might be in trouble in Andevor Temple.

Like abandoning a comrade in arms, Brand felt he couldn’t do such a thing.

"Brand, should we go in to find her?" Frey whispered, "Magdalene is Princess’s friend..."

"Yes, how do you plan to get in?"

"I don’t know, but we can try, can’t we? We’ll think of a way eventually."

That’s too naive; indeed, this foolish woman hasn’t changed at all. Brand shook his head: "No need," Before Frey could give him a glare, he added: "I know, follow me—"

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