Funiya held Antitina’s hand—this little girl had no feelings for Erune, but at least she knew it was her Brother Brand’s holand. When she saw Brand’s darkened face, she knew he was already very unhappy.
She looked up at the Earl and said crisply, "Who are you? You are not welco here!"
Count Karenzi was taken aback, not expecting even a child to dare to refute him. He hesitated but soon sneered, "Such lack of manners, as expected of a country bumpkin’s child."
But he couldn’t finish his sentence. Not just him, even the surrounding centaurs felt the air suddenly turn cold—the centaurs always loved a good spectacle, with fights being a common occurrence for them—but now they saw a layer of white frost forming on the wooden floor of the corridor at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This icy white frost made the wood creak as if it were mournful wails before breaking. It spread like a white frost serpent from Brand’s feet towards Karenzi.
"Is this an elent? Such an advanced ice elent—" The Cruz Earl’s expression changed in an instant.
He raised his sword to block, but just at that mont, a low voice ca from outside the crowd: "Stop!"
Count Karenzi froze, but Brand acted as if he hadn’t heard. His Earth Sword was already unsheathed, and the elent’s strength, sensing his anger, reached an active peak at this mont. It seed to recreate the terrifying power once displayed in the hall of Gruding.
The white frost serpents darted like lightning toward the turned-back Karenzi, but this ti they were destined to fail because an unseen force suddenly stopped Brand’s rising montum.
Like an invisible wall, it abruptly cut off Brand’s sensing of the elents.
The young man raised his head in surprise, seeing the centaurs ahead disperse to the sides, revealing a woman walking out from behind, draped in a red long fur cloak, her whole body armored in gleaming armor, long hair green as jade, cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders.
The woman was beautiful, about forty-sothing years old, but with only slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. The woman rely looked coldly in Brand’s direction. Brand was about to make a move but was frozen in place by her glare.
Brand recognized this woman, Veronica, the Commander of the Cruz Blue Sky Legion.
Not only one of the few female commanders of the Empire but also the highest commander of the alliance on the Eastern Front of the November War and the Second Holy War. She had titles such as Extre Sword Saint, Dragon Knight, War Sage, and Sky General thirty years ago, and more than a hundred years ago had already pioneered the elents. As for now, no one probably knows what level of power she has reached.
If one were to speak of the top-notch masters of national treasure level within Cruz, then this woman would certainly be among them.
In fact, seeing this woman, Brand couldn’t help but feel his hair standing on end.
Although historically Veronica and Frey had a good personal relationship, even serving as half a ntor to the latter, in the face of this formidable woman, the future Valkyrie was still just a naïve little girl.
But regardless of who she was, Brand didn’t want to et her here.
Not to ntion he had just given her people a harsh lesson. Although it seed like the Cruz Empire people had provoked this matter, which family’s elders don’t protect their own?
Isn’t this a matter of life and death?
Martha above, who wrote this script? Brand almost coughed up a mouthful of blood when he first saw the woman’s distinctive green eagle-shaped earrings.
"Do you look down on the Empire?" The woman looked at the young man initially in a cold manner, her tone equally unfriendly.
Accompanied by such words, the woman’s aura seed to turn into an unsheathed sword, pointing sharply at Brand. It took the young lord from Erune aback, but he stared into her eyes, taking a deep breath before answering:
"It seems the ancestors of the Cruz people have beco accustod to using suppression and conquest to solve problems, thus forgetting the tolerance of civilization? Not only towards their subjects but also consistently tyrannical and domineering towards outsiders?"
Even though Brand’s heart was pounding, he didn’t show any weakness verbally. This was Druid’s territory, at least here they dared not do anything to him.
His words directly hit the sore spot, as the Cruz Empire’s brutality and coldness have always been their criticized points within the Fla Temple Force. Fortunately, among the seven Great Priests of the Fla Temple, Cruz holds more than half, hence they could firmly control the religious power.
"Hmph, being sharp-tongued can’t get you any advantage." The Female Legion Commander said coldly, "Karenzi, teach this Erune man a lesson!"
Count Karenzi turned around once more, realizing that Brand had already been locked in by this Legendary Commander’s aura, and couldn’t help but let out a sinister smile. Even though he couldn’t kill soone on the Druid’s territory, he could still make Brand’s life difficult with so underhanded tricks.
He was very happy to ruin the future of two outstanding young Erune individuals.
He imdiately bowed with respect to Veronica and then drew his sword, aiming it at Brand’s wrist. But how could Qian, standing behind Brand, let him succeed? The girl lifted her spear, imdiately sealing Karenzi’s attack route. But just as she was about to make her move, the Female Legion Commander rely cast a cold glance at her—and in that mont, the red-haired girl seed to be struck by lightning, her warhamr falling to the ground with a clang.
"Know your place!" Karenzi sneered, his sword blade already closing in on Brand’s body.
(PS: How will Brand face an opponent of the Elental Level? Stay tuned for the next episode~ By the way, it’s the end of the month, anyone with tickets? Rolling on the floor begging for so support.) (To be continued, for more details please login to qidian, more Chapters available, support the author, support authorized reading!)
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