The Amber Sword: Act 45 The Night
The night of the forty-fifth scene
As soon as Brando and his Squire came down from Gargoyle, they saw Romaine and pale Freya in the alley, especially the latter was staring at him with a hateful look. However, he felt a little funny, Dang Lady Valkyrie would be afraid of heights, and the thought of her pale look in the sky was similar to the girls in the previous team.
"Okay, let me talk about the current situation." Brando was afraid that Freya would settle accounts with himself after the fall, and said it first after landing.
Freya saw his trick and snorted softly. Don't overdo it, she's too lazy to care about him.
"The news is that we sent already. It is nobles to accept or not; next, we have to find Romaine's aunt and escape from Rydenburg before Madara launches an attack, but that is not an easy task." Brando waved his hand to Gargoyle Fly to the eaves, stand still and watch around. -- Since this day and night, he has been testing the spell of the amulet, and finally let him find out a usable one.
But the attack spell is still lacking.
"Freya and Romaine you are registered militia, so the relatives in Rydenburg will definitely be on file. If we contact the distant relative in Romaine, we may risk being found, especially if we do n’t know if the other party is unreliable. Case. "
"Isn't Aunt Jenny very dangerous?" Freya then asked.
Brando glanced at Romaine, the latter of which was did not say a word, and was looking down at one's own.
"In general, the other party also has a reaction time, but if we swarm, the possibility of failure is very high. In order to save time, we have to split the three paths and repeatedly confirm what everyone should do."
He breathed in, unconsciously took out the style of game when Commander. However, in reality dominating the destiny of others, Brando is inevitably a little nervous.
His eyes paused on the three faces, pointing out:
"Freya contacted Romaine's relatives."
"Me?" Freya pointed to himself in surprise.
"Well."
"But I only know he lives Bonoan Market Even the specific number is unclear. And i even Bonoan Market Don't know where Ah? " ponytail The embarrassment of the young girl.
"You can ask, Bonoan Market is nearby. Outside this alley, there is a bar called 'Red Copper Dragon Story Club'. You can go there to find out the news." Brando smiled suddenly: "But be careful, bar The mercenary in the hand will not be too clean, so don't get oiled. "
Freya's's face turned red, and she stared at him fiercely: "No ... shameless!"
Ciel laughed a little while eating and thought that this Thane was quite interesting. noble rarely goes to such a vulgar place as a bar, but it seems that Brando knows all about this kingdom. wizards always likes to spend time with smart people --, especially those with extensive knowledge. Of course, this youngster is no exception.
"After you find the wool textile merchant named Hood, don't identify yourself first, give him a time, ask him to meet us in the bar. If you pay attention to his reaction, you know that this person is unreliable. If Do n’t worry if you find the traces of the army, they will not fight the grass until they know our relationship. They also hope to have a chance to wipe us out. ”
Freya thought for a moment, as if confirming if he could do it, then nodded.
"What about me, Brando?" Romaine asked blinking.
"Romaine, please help us to contact the carriage and wait for us at the North Gate. Rydenburg has only two hostels, so it may be monitored. If you find one of them is different, change it, and if there are problems, you will be one. People go to the North Gate. In any case, we will leave the city as soon as the city gate opens. If we are lucky, we may be able to leave the city before the blockade order is issued.
miss merchant nodded refreshedly.
Then Brando took the money from the noble relics and divided them into two: "The actions on both sides of you may involve the use of money. This is thirty silver coins. One person half is more than enough. If possible, Romaine you buy a little more food. "
miss merchant nodded seriously.
"What about you, Brando?" Freya asked.
"You have too much pressure to act alone, and White Mane Legion may step in at any time. Ciel and I will visit a few 'old friends' to attract the attention of the guards in Rydenburg." Brando replied without hesitation.
Only genius knows how determined Brando said this sentence. His creed has always been risk controllable, just like passing Xavier Mountain --. That's because he can be sure that Romaine and one's own are safe. -- He never considers himself a born savior or hero.
‘A well-thought-out plan may still fail, not to mention the odds of success. ‘This sentence was given to him by Brando ’s old Commander in game, and he was also quoted as his motto.
But this time he didn't even know how much risk there was, but he promised Romaine in the Bucce's old house. As a man, sometimes he needs some willful persistence. At the moment, Brando also felt a kind of motivation that made his blood boil to support him to calm down, to accomplish such a thing, to fulfill the one's own promise.
"You are crazy, Brando!" Freya heard what he said, and stared at him with wide eyes: "You, you will be hanged, what do you want us to do?"
She suddenly felt a bit ambiguous with one's own, flushed, and explained, "I mean, I don't want to go with you as thieves ..."
Brando Suddenly feels that this misaligned girl is a bit cute: "it doesn't matter," he said, "I will invited you to join the group if you have the chance." He thought the opportunity must be there, but just how confident he was This future Valkyrie is just that.
"No chance," Freya said resentfully: "You and Romaine together, I worry about her."
"No need, I believe little Little Romaine."
miss merchant eyebrow Yang Yang, secretly happy.
Freya gritted her teeth furiously, she thought that this guy knew he was worried about him, but wanted to force her to say it. What's more annoying is that he will certainly not listen to it.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you," she lowered her head and turned ponytail behind her with her hand: "you, be careful yourself."
miss merchant gave him a little gesture of "all ok" on one side, and she shook the gesture --. This is what she learned from Brando in the past two days: "I'll wait for you at the North Gate, Brando! In the future, the Great Merchant carriage will only start when the Brando is on the train. -- "
Brando listened to his heart and smiled.
About ten minutes later, in the military camp of the White Mane Legion Swordsman regiment, --
"You said you didn't hear any sound?"
Luc Besson picks up a piece of broken wood and points to the cross-section and asks: "In terms of the degree of crushing, at least the level of Tier 1 Power Rating. A person with a level of Black Iron level swordsman broke our White Mane Legion door, and then you told me that you didn't listen Here? "
Luc Besson, known as 'Tiger', is 45 years old. He has dark skin and a sharp forehead like a knife cut. The raised sacrum has half bloodline from mountain people. The cheeks are flat, thin and sunken. With a hint of wildness. Luc Besson has been promoted to White Mane Legion 104th Swordsman Regiment Commander for ten years. He wants to improve further and rely on Reputation and qualifications in the army.
But Luc Besson is politically biased towards the Everton faction, which is the so-called Baath Party, and it is true that White Mane Legion has already completed the privatization process of Pula Count. Today, he is an unpopular already in this army. However, this does not prevent him from showing the majesty of one's own before the one's own ministry. ‘Tiger’ Luc Besson is not the noble small white face coming up through the back door.
The words of the general immediately made the low level NCOs in the room look at each other, especially the person in charge on the night, even more complexion. White-Mane infantrymen wearing landi uniforms and pointed helmets came in and out of the room. Compared with the security forces, the biggest difference between these soldiers' uniforms was a white wolf feather hanging down from epaulet.
This unique ornament is to commemorate the glorious glory of this legion in the ‘Battle of Jatins’. It is also the name of White Mane Legion.
"If the other party is Highland Knight, his apprentice Squire is not incapable of doing this," someone said.
"For White Mane Legion, the focus is not on what your opponents did. It is on what you did. The response time of ten minutes. Are you militia?"
Luc Besson's reprimand made others suddenly silent.
At this time, an officer took his report to enter the door and came in. The visitor held a stack of parchment papers and reported: "Commander, we checked the information of militia in Bucce. Freya and Romaine's people are registered, but the one called Brando's youngster does not seem to be a local Bucce. "
Luc Besson was unexpected, he nodded to the table with his finger: "Then?"
He approached, and said something beside his ear, Luc Besson nodded. He asked again, "What is the attitude of Her Majesty's Secret Envoy?"
"Lord Count didn't say it explicitly, but it seemed to imply that we would execute it in place," the officer replied.
Luc Besson For a moment, the ambassador to the king and the commoner can't get through? He rubbed the chin of one's own, trying to understand the implied meaning, but before that, already buzzed in the whole room. --
"Really, but isn't that old guy going to pass commoner?"
"I think he seems to be interested in those two women, this old man."
"A jester, I saw him there admiring the Elven Sword."
"I haven't seen a hunk in the market." Someone sneered dismissively.
Luc Besson immediately patted the table to stop these messy officers, he was about to rebuke, but then another person pushed in, and was the outside commander.
"Commander, local chamber caught fire."
"Well, hit the west," Luc Besson could not help but cursed, immediately stood up and ordered: "Give you ten minutes, let the second and third squadrons gather as fast as possible!"
A row of officers stood up.
He pointed to the other side: "You two, go and monitor the intended target for me. Ma Guilin, your quest / mission is a hostel, you know what to do, don't fight against the grass."
The named trio bowed their heads. They didn't dare to hesitate and turned around immediately.
"Commander, Lord Seibert?"
"No need to remind me. Those guys must be urinating **** to our King's secret envoy, they must rely on one party isn't that so."
Adult Commander's words made a low laugh inside the room.