Chapter 1206: Chapter 305: Wrath Unleashed I
The Star of the Other Shore has already risen in the night sky. The roaring wind and heavy clouds cannot hide its glow; it is Martha’s main star, symbolizing Order and wisdom.
It is already morning, and faint glimmers are hidden beneath the darkened sea. Brand silently raised his head, gazing at the horizon where the sea meets the sky, silently calculating the time—three hours until the next day’s sunrise.
Three o’clock in the morning.
Beneath the surface of the nearshore waters of Ampezel, indistinct shadows appeared, erecting fins like blades that sliced through the surface of the water, tracing white trails on the waves of the tumultuous sea.
Sani’er quietly came to Brand’s side, this male Naga gazing at the Naga army passing through the bay amidst the storm, unable to resist raising its greyish-green fins, standing proudly against the wind and rain.
"These are my clan’s warriors." It turned its head and glanced at Brand with its prismatic vertical pupils.
Brand remained silent, his heart ablaze like a flame. Finally, it had come to this day—after half a year of painstaking efforts, enduring countless hardships, history had finally returned to its origin at this moment. The future was uncertain, but he had already cast aside all distractions in his heart.
If victorious, then the future headed for destruction could be pulled ever so slightly off its original historical course. Princess, Valkyrie, and even Little Roman, anyone and the beliefs attached to this great ship, could continue to exist.
If defeated, Brand pressed his lips tightly, gazing forward, his eyes filled with darkness. Within that darkness, lightning tore the boundary between sky and sea, as if the flames that once blazed upon Eruein.
In his eyes, the flames also burned fiercely.
Brand glanced back at Sani’er, even this male Naga couldn’t help but lean back slightly, feeling a momentary breathlessness. Such determination and will, it had only seen in Her Majesty’s eyes, and those with such a resolute will would inevitably stir waves upon the sea.
The Half-Elf Girl also withdrew her gaze from the darkened sky. The heavy clouds seemed unable to obscure her vision, and beyond them, the stars of the Other Shore were slowly rising, Martha heralding the arrival of dawn.
And the sky was about to brighten—
She turned her head, Macaro, Liwu, Count Bari, Ou Fuwei’er, the ministers were all around, at this moment it felt as if the Royalist Party had not split, nothing had changed.
She felt a momentary daze in her heart, as if history had not changed, the wheel rolling forward, she could eventually unify all of Eruein with the assistance of these people, but ahead remained darkness.
"Princess, please get in the carriage."
Griffith turned back, gazing at his mentor for the last time, Liwu’s eyes held a touch of shame. She turned back with great disappointment, if only they could persist in their beliefs, it would be better.
The carriage stood amidst the rain, pitch-black like a coffin, the Princess opened the door, raised her head, boarded the carriage like a true member of the Erune Royal Family.
’Cunning Fox’ Macaro mounted his horse, though a noble, yet he had been a soldier his entire life, now on horseback, standing straight like a javelin; the gaze of all around was focused on him, he drew his Longsword and pointed forward:
"Move out!"
The sound of hooves filled the air as the Royal Family’s Knight Order began to converge beside the convoy, each cloaked, silently advancing in the rain. The black procession snaked its way through the mountain forest.
Frey turned her head, listening to the uniform sound of hooves, she appeared somewhat fatigued after a sleepless night, the girl turned back, the silently trailing Lake Knight was just behind her shoulder.
"Sir Knight."
"Today, I might have to use it to kill... The opponent is also Eruein, even yesterday’s comrade... I might have to disgrace the Lion Heart Sword, I’m sorry."
"A Longsword never becomes shameful because of killing." The cold reply was his first words in days.
Frey turned back in surprise.
"Swords and blades cut through thorns, the Ancestor’s sacred teachings." The Lake Knight answered proudly.
Afterwards, a silence fell.
And ahead of everyone was the stormy and dim Ampezel Port.
...
"The Princess has set off!"
Caglis finished reading the note in his hand, immediately turned back to his Lord. Although he deliberately steadied his voice, he could not suppress the bright flame flickering in his eyes, "Lord."
"I understand." Brand nodded.
All eyes fell upon him.
It was already before dawn, and beneath the distant dark sea, vast changes seemed to be brewing, a white thread had already emerged from its chrysalis; Brand gently inhaled: "White Lion Legion."
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