Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 154 Girl

Do not know why.

When the uneven long golden hair of the girl in front of him entered Brian's eyes, he instinctively thought of Princess Korni of Golden Feather City.

Then he was startled, and then he reacted instantly and realized that although the two were about the same age, there was no comparison at all.

Because Princess Kearney's hair is golden and shining, giving people a sacred and pure feeling.

And the hair of the girl in front of him is golden, and under the hazy night, it is covered with a tulle of dark night, leisurely and deep.

Corni's water-blue eyes are full of purity and wisdom, and they are always brimming with happiness.

This girl's sea-blue eyes were full of arrogance and indifference, and he also caught a glimpse of fleeting distress.

Besides, one is the princess of the Kingdom of West, the future heir.

And she is just a girl from an ordinary farmer's family, so the temperament she exhibits is naturally different due to the different living environment.

Bryan let out a laugh, and immediately dispelled the thoughts of Princess Corney in his mind, and replaced him with a nonchalant expression.

"Child, why are you dazed?"

Arman broke the momentary silence in the room, "This Mr. Half Elf, our distinguished guest, is the rider who saved you five years ago, do you still remember?"

"How could I remember."

The girl gave Brian a surprised look, and walked straight in his direction. She pouted at her father first, and then said in a cold tone:

"I just remember that I was bending over and vomiting, because a thick smear of blood just splashed on my face. This was the most terrifying thing I have ever seen in my life. And the father of that poor girl actually even killed his enemy. I have completely forgotten what I looked like.”

"This is your Excellency the adventurer."

The girl shook her head slightly, shook away a strand of hair that blocked her vision, stretched out her right hand to Brian, and squeezed out a smile on her beautiful face:
"Although I don't know you, since my father said that you are my savior, it is certainly true. After all, in his eyes, except for the enemy, anyone can be deeply imprinted in his mind. Thank you for your help."

Brian said nothing, just reached out to hold it, and nodded slightly in greeting.

The bloody smell intensified, and he smelled goblins.

There is no doubt that the long sword on the girl's waist is not less stained with goblin blood.

From her inadvertent every move, Brian can judge her approximate strength. In his opinion, at most, she can only kill some goblins and kobolds.

He was also surprised to find that the strand of hair of the girl in front of him, which had just been thrown away, slipped down uncontrollably, just covering her right eye, and the left eye also quickly avoided the eyes he was looking at.

An interesting girl, Brian thought to himself.

"Son, don't you know? When you express your gratitude to others, you must look directly at the face of the person thanking you. This is politeness, and it must be remembered anytime and anywhere." Alman showed a displeased expression, and then quickly reminded.

"polite?"

The girl looked at her father contemptuously, and snorted coldly, "No matter how much you wrinkle your face, you can't change that these vain courtesy are the courtesy of noble ladies and noble girls, not mine. Don't pretend to be pious there."

After finishing speaking, she drew out her right hand, stretched out the back of her hand to Brian, met Brian's eyes seriously, stared at his face, and said with a smile:

"Besides, the adventurer in front of me doesn't look like a knight. Why should we satisfy our vanity with this kind of false courtesy? Am I right?"

"I think so too." Brian pretended not to see it and nodded in agreement: "Little sister, you are right, I have never considered myself a knight."

"See." The girl withdrew her hand and looked at her father, "Knights know how to kiss hands, don't you often say that?"

"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Li Jie." The girl stretched out her right hand to Brian again, and said in a slightly solemn tone, as if she was an adventurer from afar.

But in Brian's opinion, she was more like a fledgling rookie. It was hard to imagine how she could survive the kind of war two years ago without any harm.

"I'm an adventurer from Tigrila." Brian shook hands, "As for the name... forget it, it's not worth mentioning."

"My brother is also an adventurer." Li Jie glanced at the long sword with sheath on Brian's waist, sighed softly, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that it was ten years ago, and he was only 11 years old when he left ..."

"Son, it's rude to ask guests to chat with you on an empty stomach."

Arman quickly interrupted the conversation between the two, "Our guests have been waiting here for a long time, go and prepare something to eat."

The girl didn't talk back this time, she untied her long sword, put it on the fireplace, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"What a troublesome kid."

Arman was about to pour another glass of wine for Brian, but he rejected it with his hand, so he put down the bottle and said helplessly: "Actually, I originally planned to raise her to be a gentle and considerate lady, but unfortunately her mother died morning……"

"Ladies can't protect themselves at all. They can only wait for their own knights to save them." A cold voice came from the kitchen, "And the Black Rose Knight and the Golden Griffin Knight I saw, they only burned, killed and looted."

"The war two years ago made her completely hate any knight." Arman said helplessly.

"Reality is cruel after all." Brian added seriously.

"That's right, knights are what I hate the most."

The girl's voice came again, "What do you think is the use of knights? Wearing gold armor all day long, trying to win the favor of ladies? Let me tell you, the only use of knights is to be born to be killed by me, when I hold my sword against them When the neck is wounded, these noble knights will also kneel on the ground and howl like a dog, begging for mercy."

"That's because you have never met a real knight." Arman said, "Don't you know? A real knight will protect the weak. If it weren't for the army of the Kingdom of West, this land would still be There were scars and rivers of blood.”

Brian was bored eating the red onion that had just been peeled in his hand. The sharp and spicy taste made him almost shed tears, and he secretly complained to the farmer on the opposite side.

The girl said in a scornful voice: "Real knights, like gods, do not exist. If the black army of the Tasha people dares to come again, I will continue to fight, kill, and then be killed. If you cannot defend yourself, that is Dead end, must make way for others. For only the sword and might can rule the world."

No matter how chaotic the world becomes, at least gods and knights still exist, Brian corrected himself in his mind.

Because he knew very well that if he wanted to save this world that was about to perish, he might really use the power of the gods.

"Son, how can you say such a thing." Arman's face was filled with sadness, "You are simply too terrifying."

"I'm just being honest. What's scary is this world." The girl flicked a strand of hair from her forehead, and said disdainfully:

"Don't forget, two years ago, it wasn't just the black Tasha army that burned down our homes and granaries, but also the soldiers in Blackstone Fort who were dazzled by the title of knight. I think they also burned very happily. I hide Saw it with my own eyes in the barn."

"Silly boy, if you don't burn these barns that cannot be taken away, you will only fill up the army of the Tasha people, and then intensify the massacre of the people of the kingdom. Don't you understand this truth?" Arman He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said in a rather helpless tone.

"Then why do they still want to kill their own people?" The girl rolled up her sleeves, leaned against the kitchen door, looked at her father, and blinked her sea-blue eyes.

Her old father was speechless and could only sip the bayberry wine in the pottery cup and sigh quietly.

Bryan wisely did not participate in the quarrel between the father and daughter.

In his view, as the girl named Li Jie said, this is a world ruled by swords and power, a world where the rules are set by the superiors.

It is useless to discuss this kind of issue meaninglessly. It is better to use this time to think about how to become stronger, or how to live with peace of mind.

"So I want to aspire to be an adventurer." The girl looked at Brian, who was calm, and then at her father, "I don't want to marry that lousy old miller."

"The miller is very old. If he dies, those properties will definitely belong to you." Alman filled his clay cup and analyzed to her leisurely:
"His property will allow you to live a good life, at least you don't have to herd sheep and kill goblins every day. You will become a rich widow, and you don't have to worry about the rest of your life, because your suitor will be like a sheepskin coat Like lice, you can't pick them out, you can even remarry..."

Bryan, a melon-eater on the side, glanced at the interesting father and daughter calmly, feeling that things were not as simple as they said.

"What's so good about being an adventurer?" Alman put down his glass and said helplessly:

"Your missing brother, you should know. Because your brother clamored to be an adventurer, he always dreamed of traveling the mainland to hunt monsters. Because of this dream, he was only 11 years old and was killed by a monster." The goblin broke his leg, because his leg was broken by the goblin. In order to save money to heal his leg, your mother had to venture up the mountain to collect herbs. Because of the adventure, your mother was chased by the kobolds and fell from the mountain. Because of falling from the mountain, your mother died when you were three years old. So, my dear child, do you know what the experience of your disappointing brother tells us?"

"To be a good adventurer, parents must die early?" The girl put down the wooden spoon in her hand, thought for a moment, and said slowly.

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(End of this chapter)