"I sincerely thank you, Lord Count. Thank you for everything you have done for all of us."
"Your kindness is just the same." Brando replied. He naturally felt no lack of goodwill toward this kind-hearted princess.
This nun princess had never accomplished anything earth-shaking in history, but everything she did was supported by kindness and a sense of justice. History did not actually need too many reformers. What it needed were countless people like this princess.
He suddenly remembered something and said to Magdal, "I brought someone with me. You may want to meet him, Your Highness."
"Mm? Who is it, Lord Count?" Magdal was stunned for a moment. Brando had saved her life during the battle at Ambersell, so the relationship between them was actually closer than that between him and Princess Griffine. As a result, she was not as restrained when speaking with him.
"It is Mr. Brank—your grandfather."
"What?"
Shock appeared on Magdal's face. Grand Duke Brank had disappeared in a shipwreck not long after the Holy War—or at least, that was what the Antobruo Family had declared to the outside world. At least sixty years had passed since then. Although she had not yet been born when her grandfather disappeared, she had at least heard about the matter.
Because the grand duke's disaster had been declared a disappearance rather than a death, she had not never considered that he might appear in places such as Nine Phoenixes. But so many years had passed. Even if he had disappeared in a shipwreck, if he had not died, he should have returned long ago. Although communication between Nine Phoenixes and Vonder was difficult, it was not nonexistent.
She knew that her grandfather was a renowned Sword Saint. It was impossible for a mere distance to hold him back.