The Amber Sword: Act 50 Count

Act 50 Count

The brass alarm bell at Pine Castle hangs above the towering minaret. When it is shaken, the bell rang through most of the city. The bell sound is like an invisible ripple, it spreads out, and the streets and lanes that are caught in the midnight sleep seem to be injected with some vitality, and one by one wakes up.

People took to the streets in horror, asking each other what happened.

Luc Besson is waiting for news in the Rydenburg Eastern Barracks, but as the clear alarm bell comes from the window of stone hole, he turns his head to look at the inner city area where the lights are full, and his complexion changes. Without waiting for the outside commander to push the door and come in to report, the Swordsman regiment Commander opened the door and yelled outside:

"Don't hear it, get up! Get up and get together! Let the second and third squadrons outside immediately follow me to Fortress Husson, Seibert that idiot!"

Everyone looks at each other.

"Commander, over the gate?" Someone stood up and asked.

"Are you an idiot? Who else can break into Fortress Husson, Highland Knight, the stupid Seibert, he has to conceal the news and let him taste the bitterness himself," he said, and he said one breath. : "If there is something wrong with that person in the castle, you just wait to face the anger of His Majesty the King Colossal Dragon. Some people may want him to die, but I don't want to carry this black pot --. For others, just give me a good target ! "

Then everyone started to act.

Luc Besson vomited one breath, but the thought of the other party was Highland Knight and his Wizard Squire, he couldn't help but felt a little tricky. Highland Knight has always been self-contained in history. Even in the strongest period of the Corcova dynasty, the royal family had no way to take these short-guarded guys, let alone him?

He couldn't help but secretly greet the female relatives of Lord of the Golden Fruit Seibert.

Freya followed the young girl in a long, deep alley. When she heard the bell, she froze, subconsciously turned back, and raises head looked at the expression of anxiety on that side.

"What's wrong?" asked the girl named Su.

"Sorry, nothing."

"It's time to fight," Su suddenly said.

Freya froze and looked at her in confusion.

"nobles imposed a prohibition order, which is only the case when fighting. Although everyone does not say it, it is clear to them. This has been the case every time before." Su said quietly in front.

"You mean they know they will fight?"

"Who are they, Master noble? Of course they know that they have their own channels for collecting news. Generally speaking, when the bars in the city started to spread the news, they knew already."

Freya didn't answer, just clenched his fists. She lowered her head, leaving only a flash of calm anger in her bright eyes.

"Why is there no reaction in the city?"

"We ca n’t see the response, but nobles will definitely take precautions. The Rydenburg is so strong that people in the city do n’t have to worry too much, but today the price of bread and wheat has risen by 10%. These are usually attention Change. "

"What to do if Rydenburg is captured?"

"How could it be."

Freya could not help thinking of Brando's stern attitude, she shook her head and threw the thought out of her mind. "But I have a friend, he said that Rydenburg would be breached."

"Then he must be a liar," Sue answered calmly in front.

Ciel sounded the alarm and came to the top of the barracks. He glanced at the side of the parapet outside the moat. The streets were crowded with crowds. It seemed that the private soldiers of nobles had arrived first.

But this is not something he has to worry about. He retracted his eyes and ran to the other side. He made a visual inspection of the distance between the castle and the castle, and found a feasible route to light the witch candle in his hand. . He recalled that Brando taught him how to use it, and said silently: "et’ham--"

The first byte is to start the mana part of the Dark Abyss. The twin goddess Elaine controls this part of mana. If witches does not use Necromancy, this part of mana is generally used as the medium -- and then Ciel lifts the candle in his hand, so that the candle light almost touches 15 feet away.

He selects a tree, and the whole person seems to be pulled into the channel of light and pulled forward. When he recovered from the trance, he found that already was above treetop.

"It's amazing, it's indeed witch of Brunson." Ciel looked around, this time he chose another tree opposite.

And after repeating this for seven or eight times, the candle in Ciel's hand burned only a short section, but his already was enough to reach the stone hole window on the other side. He raised the candle and placed it on the window hole, and then the whole person followed a stream of light into the aisle inside, and when the next time he recovered, the already was in darkness.

He shook his head to let go of the dizziness brought by the teleportation. already could faintly hear the fighting sound from the front.

It seems a bit late, but it doesn't matter, Lord Thane will reserve a little time anyway. Ciel so comforted himself, but did not know this time Brando already wished to poke a sword at him.

Time back to -- a few minutes ago

When Brando pushed open the heavy oak door, he did not see the Lord Count shivering in the corner as expected. On the contrary, the light in the room is appropriate, and the number of sheep fat candles is enough to make the brightness neither too dazzling nor too dim; the latter just sits on the sofa with a spare time, and the black woolen dress on his body is even neat with even the slightest fold No, he looked up and looked up to Brando, the Elven Sword -- Thorn of Clear Light was on the short table in front of him.

Brando couldn't help but hesitated for a moment when he saw the scene. He didn't expect that the majesty next to his Majesty had some courage. Of course, this also made him vigilant, the other party was fearless, indicating that there must be some dependence.

"I didn't expect it to be you, lad, I thought it was another assassin sent by the Gebbsburg waste. But of course, you may be the killer hired by those guys, but can you tell me the answer?" middle-aged People were slightly surprised when they saw him, but they asked as usual.

Gebbsburg? This guy could it be that is not royalist? Brando was puzzled, but shook his head: "I'm afraid I can't, but if you cooperate well, I have no interest in killing you."

"Really, you are not interested in killing me? That's really grateful, but unfortunately -- I am very interested in killing you." The middle-aged man suddenly said, a crossbow appeared in his hand. Brando realized the poison on it as soon as he saw a faint blue light shining on the edge of the crossbow.

However, he guarded his hand for a long time. He knew the trick of noble very well. As soon as the other party started, he waved his sword and "ding" to block the arrow. Just before he had time to heave a sigh of relief, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him. experience, born and killed in the battle of Brando countless times, made him subconsciously back to the sword and blocked him behind --.

A loud noise, Brando almost flew out and hit the cabinet on one side. After pī li pā lā, there was a noise, and he got up from a piece of wood with his teeth.

Black Iron upper rank Swordsman, still sneak attack, does this **** still have the law of heaven?

Brando I can't help but feel scared for a while, thinking that I'm lucky that Lao Tzu's previous opponent was a player, otherwise this sneak attack will not stop immediately. Ah? Of course he remembered game Old rivals -- Players don't have or need the so-called master dignity. They are simply synonymous with shamelessness, and some people are even insignificant and insignificant. That is why real hooligans can martial arts, and no one can stop them.

As a result, Brando has long been used to it, and preventing already has become an instinct for him. In other words, has anyone seen players who do n’t like sneak attacks? But even so, Black Iron upper rank Swordsman still made him feel tricky, but the strong man with at least 15OZ or more, even if he turned on Power Break, he may not have the slightest advantage.

The middle-aged man on the other side and his companion were also surprised. They originally thought that this must-have blow would be missed. Although Brando looks very embarrassed, in fact everyone knows each other. For Black Iron Swordsman, that damage is nothing at all.

The middle-aged man frowned, but immediately said sarcastically, "I can't see that this worm-like commoner has two more hits, but this can't change the ending."

He picked up the Elven Sword on the lower table and stood up with a cold smile: "You can also see the strength of my guard, you are not his opponent. But also, how can a small character like you deserve to have such a A treasure, I might as well give you a suggestion, or you can chop off your dirty hand that touched the sword yourself, and I will let you go alive. Of course, I have to decide on your two companions, I want them to be mine Female slaves, I promise to be a little better for them, at least let them live a dog-like life, haha ​​-- "

He laughed wildly as he said.

Brando couldn't help but took a sip of cold air after hearing it, and his face sank, although he knew the other party was intentionally provoking himself. But he still couldn't help the anger in his heart. When he came to this world, the first contact was Romaine and Freya, as well as everyone in the militia team. These people have a precious sense of realism to him compared to this world.

Like the grandfather he had seen in a dream, it became his greatest spiritual support in the world. For this reason, how can he tolerate this guy's slurs here.

His fingers holding the sword are pale.

The middle-aged man was observing Brando's's face secretly, but his hands behind him made a gesture with his one's own companion. The two people in the room are somewhat surprised. Generally speaking, the experienced swordsman rarely loses his sense of -- because of foreign objects, but he did not expect that he would hit the opponent's inverse scale with a random try.

"Ulysses, push him!" the middle-aged man commanded.

The tall Swordsman immediately approached the Brando side. His Swordsmanship is superb, and there are almost no flaws in the offensive line that can be caught. In the eyes of Brando at this moment, there is only the middle-aged person. He leans forward and poses in the most aggressive offensive posture of Correct Military Swordsmanship.

Ulysses can't help but smile secretly, the hairy boy is a hairy boy, dare to be so impetuous in front of his opponent.

He couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand and waited for a chance to kill. He almost already saw that Brando exposed the flanks of his wings.

"Ulysses!" The middle-aged man suddenly shouted, Ulysses subconsciously thought it was a signal to make himself attack. Yes, at this moment, he already caught a gap between Brando and defense.

His sword is too late to take back --

The smirk on Tall Man ’s face only revealed half. The silver grey ring on the right index finger of Brando came into his eyes. --

"oss!"

With a loud noise, there is no chance of retreat. The sharp spurs formed by the various airflows pushed forward, and the tall man Swordsman hit a face with a weird depression on his face, chest and lower abdomen. Then he was rushed to the ceiling by the huge wind pressure. -- made a loud noise, the ceiling Opened an upward big hole. The light dimmed for a moment, and the sand and stone debris rushed down, accompanied by some viscous liquid and limbs fragment ......

On the other side, the middle-aged man barely reacted to this change, and a cold sword was placed on his neck from one side.

"Say, how do you want to die?" Brando slowly emerged from the smoke, coldly asked.