Shaman from Afar

"So ... it's finally over."

Brandon de Salion, who exhaled for a long time, stood outside the gate of the fortress and looked at the guards who had complicated eyes on his walls, and he did not forget to wave to them with a smile.

No one cares about him.

The unpleasant prince shrugged ... He hadn't expected a "life-saving grace" that would allow these legionnaires to change their views on themselves.

In their eyes, Connor de Salion is the true successor of the empire, His Majesty the High Emperor, the thirteenth generation in the future.

And myself ... just the superfluous one.

Not far away, the accompanying guard was packing up the wagon and salute under Edward's command; Lucien, who was holding the two short swords, was sitting in a daze, as if in a state of memory.

Isaac is still fighting with the little wizard as always, and it seems to be arguing about something ... this kind of thing was very strange when Loren was in Wimpar.

"Yes, it's finally over." The dark-haired wizard next to him was very calm and said indifferently: "Although the process is not the same as I thought, at least the result is still good."

Of course ... On the surface, Loren said secretly in his heart.

The "Apostle" Fauda, ​​who was not really defeated, the evil gods hidden in the glacier wasteland, the dead and revived Fanesis, the entrustment of the tombkeeper before his death ... Loren suddenly felt tired.

The road ahead is really dark.

I have read so many novels in my life, and every time I successfully complete an adventure, the protagonists can get a lot of good things, or they can reach the peak of life, either an artifact or a treasure ...

But why do you only get a lot of white promises, plus time bombs that do n’t know when they will explode in place?

Thinking this way, the good mood that originally ended the trip to the north immediately became dull.

"Hey, I said why are you so worried?" Looking at the black-haired wizard with a helpless expression, Brandon, who tilted his head, showed a very bright smile:

"But the place we are going to is Golovin, the capital of the empire, the heart of Sacran-such a metaphor may be a bit exaggerated, but it should also be one of the most interesting places in the world, so unhappy? "

"Although I don't think it's possible, but ... wouldn't you like it here?" His Royal Highness's expression looked as if he was looking at a fool, with a pitiful glow in his red eyes.

"Cough cough cough ..." Loren twitched in the corner of his mouth, coughing again and again, resisting the urge to roll his eyes:

"Only this I can guarantee, no, absolutely not!"

Nodded, and some unbelieving Brandon patted his small chest: "That's fine, I thought you were freezing your brain in the glacier and snow mountains ... except for the gang of believers and some mental disorders. Madman, who would like this kind of ghost place? "

"Taverns, theaters, concert halls, cafes, markets, restaurants, casinos, arenas, racetracks ... I mean the whole civilization, nothing! Let me stay in this place all my life, or kill me more simply . "

"..."

Seeing the embarrassing appearance of the twitching corner of the dark-haired wizard's mouth, Brandon finally cautiously became serious:

"However, returning to the capital of Golovin does not mean that we are absolutely safe ... The next threat will only be worse and more dangerous than at the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain."

"In the Prince of Sacran, in the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain-even if it is only on the surface, I know that the beloved brother and sister will never, and dare not bear the name of the killer."

"But those nobles, the loyal and loyal subjects of the elder brother and the ulterior motives, they will never take into account their means for the purpose ... The assassination of the royal family is not without precedent."

"And what we did in the Jiejie Mountain Fortress also gave them an excuse to do things and a great opportunity."

The dignified Loren looked at the serious Brandon and nodded silently.

No one can anticipate the invasion of the north, and the "faceless prince" who should not have appeared has become the hero who rescued the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain. Such an ending may be more difficult than the monster to predict.

The empire that had been in a stable situation is bound to be turbulent, and Brandon de Salion, who is about to return to Goloven, will surely become the goal of everyone; either loyalty or loyalty, or help in the eyes, or in the eyes.

"Just as in Ebden, only careful and prudent caution will keep us from falling into the water." Loren said quietly:

"Even taking advantage of this situation, your Highness, who had no hope at all, will be able to meet each other and even become a qualified heir to the Empire in the eyes of others."

"Cough cough ... that little bit is superfluous."

Rolling his eyes, Brandon looked at him angrily: "I didn't expect them to change my opinion about me because of such a victory ... This kind of opinion is hard to change once it is determined."

"It's like ... the label, just like the church always said that the wizard is evil, so most people think that the wizard is evil, and they don't doubt whether they should confirm it."

The deep-hearted Loren nodded and sighed softly:

"It's a pity ... Your Highness Brandon has a lot of‘ tags ’on you, and each one misses the‘ positive evaluation ’. It ’s harder for them to reverse their opinions than to go to heaven.”

"Basically, except for praying to Holy Cross, your wizard consultant can't think of a good way to change this."

Rolling his eyes again, Brandon spread his hands indifferently: "That dare to ask my wizard advisor, is there any other way than this absolutely useless method?"

After pursing his lips, the dark-haired wizard hesitated for a moment and turned to look at Brandon solemnly: "There is only one way."

"Now that your image has been‘ deep into the hearts of the people ’in the empire, it is superfluous for us to make up for it, but it will be very dazzling, and will even make people who have prejudices against you sniff.”

"For the nobles of the Sakran Empire and those civilians, Connor de Salion, Prince of Sackland, is a perfect successor, almost in line with the image of the emperor in the eyes of everyone."

"What you have to do, all you can do is to behave very differently from him or even the opposite! From now on, establish an image of the Empire's heir, which is completely different from Connor!"

At that moment, a brilliant smile appeared on Brandon's face again.

"I don't believe that there will be people in this world who can meet everyone's wishes, or that one person can satisfy everyone-when satisfying the interests of some people, it will definitely sacrifice another group of people, which is inevitable."

Loren took a deep breath, and the tone became heavier: "So in the empire, there must be another group of people who will be dissatisfied with Connold; but it may be that there are too few, maybe because there is no right to speak ~ www .wuxiaspot.com ~ Maybe because I couldn't see hope ... I had to give in.

"What you have to do is to bring this group of people together, give them enough voice, and let them see hope ... let them see an heir who can make them absolutely trust and support, and see the ten of the Empire Three generations have another possibility, the result is not yet known! "

With a smile on his face, Brandon tilted his head again: "Is it really possible?"

"I don't know, maybe not at all." Shrugging his shoulders, Loren chuckled softly: "But everyone has a gambler psychology; especially when they feel they have a win, they can still make up their minds. When winning or losing. "

"We are all gamblers and we are all betting on the future ... It's just that we don't have the capital in our hands. We should worry about winning or losing. The people who suffer are the ones who have the capital, not us!"

When the words fell, the stunned Brandon suddenly hugged his shoulders and carefully looked at his wizard advisor: "Your Lord Loren Turin ... Do you know that when you were just talking about those words, it was like that kind of thoughtfulness , Trying to find a way to swindle the big bad guy? "

"But ... I like it!"