Chapter 517 - v3c296 Operation Commences! (2/2)

By then, it was Romona Anyao’s painting back in the first century that was on auction – the same item Brendel was auctioning in the hall. It was the fourth item to be auctioned off. Sansorno’s Wind Elf royalties may be good artists, but Princess Anyao was even more of a genius compared to them. And this painting was one she drew back in her prime, and was, therefore, more expensive. That’s why in mere moments after the auction started, the bid was already at one million Taels. Amandina could not help but be shocked!

The noise outside was deafening, but it could not drown out Magadal’s tiny voice. “Mr Brendel’s way?”

“Before I answer that question, I need you to answer me. How did you want me to help the princess?”

The Nun Princess hesitated for a moment before replying with furrowed eyebrows, “Of course it would be to bring Gryphine away from here. Ampere Seale is not a safe place for her, Mr Brendel…”

This was not her original plan. She did not think highly of Brendel at first, but hoped that by convincing him to join the Royal Faction, Princess Gryphine would be in a safer position. Somehow, Brendel’s words had swayed her original plan.

Brendel replied, “You have to understand this, if Princess Gryphine chooses to leave Ampere Seale, she would lose the chance to gain the Holy Cathedral’s support. She might even lose all the support she had originally. The Royal Faction would be on the brink of collapse, all that they have worked for would have been for nothing.”

Magadal immediately replied, “I don’t care about the Royal Faction. I’m only worried about my friend!”

“So am I.” Brendel replied, his eyes closed.

“I understand.” Magadal took a light breath. “But why does Mr. Brendel not support the Royal Faction? Your actions in Trentheim were clearly those of an actual knight. The ideology of the Royal Faction, isn’t that the path you have chosen? Why do you choose not to ally yourself with them? Righteous people like you are hard to come by in Aouine, why do you not band together, and instead choose to let the n.o.bles of the north win? Mr. Brendel, you also wish to protect this land, don’t you?”

Brendel shook his head and replied, “The Lionheart Sword that is in Freya’s hands now represents the promise to protect the people, it does not mean that the person in possession is the rightful heir. If the one who is supposed to lead the country cannot safeguard the Lionheart Sword, what right does this person have to lead the country?

“A country is made of its people. The knights protecting the country are supposed to protect the people, not sacrifice themselves trying to protect the people. Using the claim of lineage to try and inherit the throne, the Royal Faction’s ideology is nothing but the stubbornness of the old n.o.bles. Princess, have you been to Bucce?”

“Bucce?”

“That means you do not understand what Aouine truly needs. King Erik’s sword was meant to protect the people, but the Royal Faction’s sword? It seems that its only purpose is to strike down the n.o.bles.”

The Nun Princess remained silent. She did not quite understand the ideologies of Brendel, Gryphine and the Royal Faction, but she felt that Brendel did make sense. Brendel’s thoughts are similar to Gryphine’s. It’s just that Gryphine did not have as clear a vision as Brendel. It seems that we’ve all been misled, the Royal Faction was never on the right path. Magadal nodded to herself.

She raised her head and asked, “How can I help you, Mr. Brendel?”

“I need to see the contents of that letter so I can ascertain where the Holy Cathedral stands. If it truly is as you’ve said, then I have no choice but to steal the princess away from here.” Brendel replied.

“It can be done. But in exchange, I’d like Mr. Brendel to stop calling me princess, just call me Magadal.” The Princess said earnestly.

“Is that fine?” Brendel turned around abruptly. His auctioned item had just been sold off for three billion thirty thousand Taels, Amandina could not help letting out a gasp. Looking at Magadal, Brendel asked, “You’re a follower of the Holy Cathedral aren’t you, Miss Magadal?”

“The teachings of the Holy Cathedral of Fire tell us to act morally and never betray a friend. While I am a believer, I am more faithful so my own heart. I believe that even Lord Wood would support me in this matter,” Magadal replied. “For this matter, I am willing to pay the price, so you can relax, Mr. Brendel.”

She really is as kind as the rumors say she is. Normally, Brendel tried his best to avoid any religious fellows, but he could not help admiring her. He suddenly thought of the princess’s fate in the future. With the intention to help her, he asked, “Miss Magadal, have you ever thought of taking control of your own fate?”

The Nun Princess’s eyes went wide. She was sorely tempted by his words. She did not know how Brendel knew her weakness so well, thus she couldn’t help but stare at him in fear.

“I’m not trying to harm you.”

Magadal hesitated, but in the end, she shook her head. The Holy Cathedral had given her so much, she did not dare to resist them. Just like Gryphine, even if she knew she had no way out, she still had to continue on her path. Seeing that Magadal was unwilling to part ways with the Holy Cathedral, Brendel could only sigh. He knew that it was unlikely she would accept, after all the Nun Princess still had an entire country weighing on her soldiers. Humans can never truly be free. He too merely asked her on a whim of his.

The auctioneer slammed his mallet down thrice, calling for silence.

“I await your news. Please tread carefully.” Brendel said.

Princess Magadal nodded in reply.

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