Shaman from Afar

To the west of the Prince of Sackland, across the endless river, the land surrounded by the Jewel River is the most prosperous and richest land in the Sakran Empire. ", Or" West Sackland ".

Similarly, it is also the place where the imperial capital of Golovin is located.

If the imperial capital of Golovin is a palace, then the prince's collar is its wall and barrier;

If you compare Golovin to a queen who looks down on the world, the prince's collar is her knight.

For the Sakran Empire, or the Sakran people in particular, this piece of land that was first named "New Sakran" was not only their new capital, but also a symbol of the "Northern Dragon" Under the majesty of the ancient kingdom, who leaned over for hundreds of years, walked towards the footsteps of conquering the world for the first time.

Just before the thirteenth generation, the ancestors of the De Salion family, which Brandon De Salion called "lucky blasts", in order to marry the "Queen of the Dragon" Brunnhild, at the time It is recommended to build a new capital on this newly conquered land.

Golovin means "great victory".

The empire starts here.

Along the endless jewel river is an endless road. In the distance are endless wheat fields, orchards and fences and ditches. Large and small churches and manors are scattered on this land; dark green evergreen The tree is like a barrier, standing on both sides of the road;

Under the sun-drenched dome, the killings of the Northland disappeared in this land; only the warm wind wrapped in water flowed continuously from the Jewel River, blowing the evergreen trees on both sides.

Ten days after the Battle of the Boundary Mountain Fortress, a large and small team was slowly moving on the road to the capital of Golovin.

"Thirteenth generation of Desalion, the second heir to the empire, His Royal Highness Brandon de Salion, blessed by the Holy Cross ... Gee, I can come up with a powerless guy for me With so many titles, this group of guys is really wronged! "

In the carriage, while playing with the wizard advisor sitting opposite him, Brandon still looking at the letterhead shook his head repeatedly, his mouth grinning to the ears:

"We are honoured ... the place is wrong, they should be sorry to write ... to know that you have arrived in the Royal Territory of West Sakland and are already on the way to the capital of Golovin;"

"On the fifteenth day before you, the war in the north had spread to the imperial capital; I heard that you used your own power to resist the invasion of monsters, and the nobles of the empire were all very surprised ... Well, I can already imagine that their chin fell to the ground."

"I know that you are unharmed, your humble courtiers are crying with joy, and toasting to celebrate ... I might be happier if this sentence is changed to howling, or clenching my teeth ... and sincerely wish you a trip Extremely smooth sailing; "

"May the Holy Cross bless you ... I just said that I was blessed by the" Holy Cross ". Is it schizophrenic? We are very excited and waiting for your arrival ... Well, I am afraid not With a grinning face, in my heart ... "

The dark-haired wizard rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand to interrupt him:

"Do you really have to vomit every sentence?"

"The joy of life is to be able to find fun, otherwise what else is there to say?" The empress prince shrugged his shoulders, and he carelessly threw the letter out of the window:

"All in all, it means that when you go to your beloved father, His Majesty the Emperor, and go to any street, the stray dog ​​knows where I have been-so high-profile, it really makes me this" faceless prince "flattered!"

Looking at Brandon with a smile on his face, Loren, who looked indifferent, didn't speak, but just sighed softly.

Although it had been expected before coming, only after truly set foot on the land of West Sacran can you really feel the changes brought about by the Battle of the Boundary Mountain Fortress.

Starting from the letterhead received after disembarking from the Jewel River, almost every day, many people were seen wandering around the camp, carefully observing and following them.

According to Edward, only a very small part of the night watchmen of the capital city of Golovin are ensuring the whereabouts of Brandon; but more of them are the various agents, especially the spies of the nobles.

Although not sure about each one, there are indeed many good players among them. Even if they meet, they are not sure if they can win-if it is not because of Asriel, Loren cannot even be sure of their existence.

Rute Infinite's night watchman, strangely assassin's whereabouts, skilled killer, suspected wizard's spy ... Almost all forces in the imperial capital are already waiting silently for Brandon de Salion 's arrival

Brandon de Salleone, who had been obscure, was suddenly so "highly focused" that it was really hard to tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Let Brandon de Salion be the core of the whole event and stay out of it ... This should be Connold's initial plan, and Loren could not think of any other possibilities.

"A person's life should have an 'ultimate goal', and everything else must serve this ...

But they do n’t know what their goal is, just like a fish going upstream, looking for the waves that can rise up, crossing the dangerous beaches and getting what they want ...

They ca n’t see it, so they wo n’t understand how I did it, they wo n’t guess my plan, that ’s their weakness ... ”

Loren ca n’t remember the expression of himself when the little wizard told him this;

What the **** ... is Connor de Salion's "ultimate plan"?

As an almost heir to the successor of the empire, everything he can get has been obtained; even if Brandon will really try to challenge his position, the probability is very small.

Let the Sakran Empire go further? There is indeed such a possibility, but it should not be what he will think of now ... His Majesty Eckhart II is still built, and the future is not yet known;

Thinking about things in the future now seems to be doing useless work. Why would someone like Connor do useless work?

Just as the two men were meditating and leisurely, the marching team stopped suddenly; the indifferent Edward suddenly came over:

"His Royal Highness, someone is here!"

The alert black-haired wizard left the carriage first, his dark pupil narrowed slightly, reflecting the horizon in the distance.

Just at the end of the road ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A group of cavalry is approaching fast in the smoke under the bright sun.

And at the forefront was a knight holding a banner and advancing lightly.

The iron crown lifted by the three-headed dragon ...

With a long sigh of relief, the dark-haired wizard waved his hand to Edward—the indifferent night watchman probably remembered what happened when he went to the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain before he became nervous.

The cavalry stopped at the forefront of the line, the cavalry walking in the front threw the flag in their hands to the servants behind them, and then turned over and dismounted, and the guards on both wings made way for him.

Loren, who stood on the side of the carriage, raised his eyebrows and looked at the figure.

The other person's size is not high, and it can even be called a little thin, but his skin color and walking patterns prove that he is very healthy; there are some wrinkles on his face when he is young, which is obviously the kind of traveller who has been weathered all year round.

The most important point ... Although he was carrying the flag of the royal family of DeSalem, he wore a standard robe of the Holy Cross Church, and raised his hand to the foot, which was obviously a priest.

And Loren always thinks this guy ... looks familiar.

The thin-faced priest walked to a distance of about ten meters with the dark-haired wizard with a gentle smile, and it was a rigid nod: "In the name of His Majesty Eckhart II, to His Highness Brandon de Salion Sincere greetings from all gentlemen. "

"Here is the humble servant of the Holy Cross, Tim is a new priest in the cathedral. You can call me Webber, please don't pay much."

After saying this, the young priest raised his head and smiled toward the inexplicable dark-haired wizard: "Lord Loren Turin, we haven't seen each other in a long time since Morning Starlin said goodbye."

"Don't you forget my little priest in the ancient wood town?"