The Amber Sword: Act 36 Brando’s Preparation (Part 1)
Chapter 36 Brando's preparations (on)
Bretton saw Golan-Elsen's palm-sized leaves falling to the ground as they passed through the courtyard. In the legend of Aouine's, each leaf of the Four Seasons Tree is attached with the Heroic Spirit of the war dead, so it is often planted in military camps This tree symbolizes the spirit of soldier.
He looked at the leaves and couldn't help thinking of the faces of his companions who had died in the war. So much so that even his father, Bruglas City Councillor Sir Habuch, was deaf to his ears.
"Wait for the above rewards to come down this time, I will give you an event and see if I can transfer you back to Bruglas. Would you like to go to the City Guards team? I can still speak at the city hall."
"If you want to stay in the garrison, there is no way out. The patrol team on Needle Avenue is not full. However, they belong to the Anzac organization and may be a bit harder."
"Actually my idea is to wait for you to formally secure Knight, then come to Chamber of Nobles to find a stable position, Bretton?"
Bretton should say one sentence.
"Say back, what do you think?" Sir Habuch looked at his young and vigorous son and couldn't help but sigh one breath. This son is almost the same as his younger character, confident, but too proud. Sometimes this is not a bad thing, but it may not be a good thing. --
In nobles, word of mouth proverbs, if you are too proud, you will be easily frustrated.
Sir Habuch is sixty-two years old. It is considered to be a mature man in Vaunde, but it is also slightly old-fashioned. The silvery hair stretched out from the meticulous hairstyle and turned white. When he was young, he was also a famous activist in the south of Golan-Elsen, but he became more conservative and smoother as he got older.
Sir Habuch is wearing a blue coat that hangs on the ground like a member of the council. It contains a white button-down vest and black long breeches, holding Staff in one hand, and looking at his only son with a kind look. .
Bretton glanced at his father. Answered: "I think I might go to Basset Tower Royal Cavalry Academy."
"What?" Sir Habuch was taken aback.
"I got the news from Walter. There are four places in total. The guards may recommend me, and White Mane Legion has ideas, but my father, do n’t go to noble to talk about this first." Bretton replied, The Walter in his mouth is the vice commander of Silver Wing Cavalries. He is only 23 years old this year. It is because of his father Yin Pi that he sat in this position and -- has a close personal relationship with him.
"The news is so tightly sealed, those military soldiers, Chamber of Nobles has no word at all. But such a reward should not be intervened by the royal family, is there any change?" asked Habuch Sir frowned.
"It's hard to say, but I'm determined this time," Bretton replied.
"Okay, learn more. But you have to remember that the political opinions of our Wicofield family have always been biased. When you arrive at Royal Academy, don't conflict with royalist. Of course, you don't have to worry about them too much." Sir Habuch After thinking about it, I changed my decision temporarily.
Bretton looked at the courtyard and replied, "Who cares about a little fish."
"I don't like to hear you. All of Wicofield's family are heroes. Your grandfather was the speaker of Bruglas Chamber of Nobles. I was also known as Golan-Elsen Southern Territory when I was young. Of course you are my son. So, "Habuch retorted.
No expression on Bretton. But the father and son suddenly stopped talking, and saw a young man approaching him. The man was wearing a dark blue military uniform, wearing a cavalry sword with standard for thirty-two years, and a long silver hair straight down his shoulders. He was pursed up lips. There are some beauty in feminine in the appearance.
"Sergeant Tirste."
"Viscount Tirste." Sir Habuch hurriedly pulled his son aside and greeted him.
The man called as Viscount Tirste froze for a moment. He raises head came to look at the two young and old with eyes like purple crystal, and nodded his head to pass. But his eyes fell on Bretton, and he suddenly stopped, smiled, and then walked over them.
"Strange?" Sir Habuch watched the young man go away and couldn't help talking to himself.
"What is it?" Bretton asked.
"Isn't this kid the illegitimate child of Archduke, he has always been above the top, why does it seem a bit abnormal today?" replied Sir Habuch.
Bretton looked back at the other person's back and didn't answer, but looked back again with a thoughtful look.
When Tirste pushed open the door of Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment command, Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment Commander Magusk Viscount was staring out of the wide arch window of the three-person office. The white-haired middle-aged man heard the sound of opening the door, turned back, and relaxed when he saw Tirste .
He took a pipe and pointed it to the side, pointed out the seat for the other person, and laughed and said, "You don't come too fast, Master Sergeant."
"Because I'm going to dispel the kids who cause trouble." The silver-haired man smiled slightly and replied after sitting down.
Like those rumors outside, Tirste Correct Archduke of Golan-Elsen's illegitimate son, but his mother is a Sioux, a legendary Silver Lineage lost, so he also thinks that he has silver blood flowing on him. However, unlike the character, which is indifferent on the surface of the youngster and the eyes are higher than the top, this Tirste has a very savvy side, otherwise he will not become the backbone of the Origin Association member.
It's just this level of relationship, and it's not just the two talented people who know this that will know forget it/that's all.
"So you see those people?" Magusk asked.
Tirste nodded.
youngster half body leaned back slightly and replied with a good attitude: "A youngster and that red beard Batum are small shrimps with the strength of Black Iron in the middle and lower reaches. It's nothing worth noting, but the surprise is that they There is a Bucce's militia. Commander, let me say, presumably you should have received the message earlier than me? "
Magusk put the pipe down: "That girl is called Freya, and one of the four places is designated. What do you think?"
"Interesting." Tirste smiled, "You wouldn't tell me she was the illegitimate daughter of an adult above?"
"Come on, what's that got to do with us?" Magusk replied: "It's just that the suspicion will be ruled out among these people. The person who killed 'Tor' was the one person, so at least it should be high Black Iron rank. Or even silver strength? "
"I don't know what about that Red Copper Dragon Leto." After Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment Commander sat down, he replied casually: "I heard that the" Silver Pigeons "were furious for this and accused us of not assigning a silver or gold for that fool. Swordsman. "
youngster smirked: "It's just a stand-in, and it's not too late to really replace the famous 'Wolf Knight', and the organization doesn't need waste. In fact, I always suspect that Oberbeck that night, maybe already noticed something. "
Magusk nodded.
"In addition, my people got a message when investigating the refugees. There was a riot in Rydenburg that night. The location should be in Chamber of Nobles and Fortress Husson. But what happened that night, only those nobles will know Come on. "Tirste shrugged:" Unfortunately, those idiots gave away one's own lives alone. "
Magusk asked: "Look, what will Luc Besson know?"
"That tiger knows he won't speak, he and we are not the same." Tirste said in a pun.
"Indeed, no matter from White Mane Legion or in our opinion, that guy is a unusual," Magusk replied.
"So what are you going to do?"
"Isn't it your responsibility internally, you asked me what to do instead? Master Sergeant, you are a little bit out of order?" The cavalry Commander laughed.
But Tirste shook his head: "No, it's your responsibility now. I came here on the one hand to hand over related matters, and on the other hand I came to ask you to take a leave -- as White Mane Legion Sergeant Major."
"What?"
"Lion Heart Sword has fallen."
Magusk for a moment: "So fast, how did they get the news?"
Tirste smiled slightly, but did not answer.
After leaving Freya at Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment's military camp, Brando saw the long-awaited Tamar at the scheduled place outside the Bruglas ‘Lagombourn’ market.
The future Alchemy master is not expected to be the number one character in Madara in another history, but at this time he was wearing a weird checkered robe standing outside bazaar in June and July. Under the sun, when I saw Brando, I still showed a respectful look as always.
"Master, what you want already is ready." Tamar is carrying a heavy backpack, pulling the son of one's own, standing respectfully on the side of Brando.
This respect is not because Brando is the master of noble, but because of respect for the salvation benefactor. However, his son did not lack this restraint, but looked at the children from the Brando -- refugees with admiration, not many of them did not worship the Ser Knight.
"Have you bought it?" Brando hesitated, he didn't expect that Bruglas's general bazaar could really buy genuine elf craft alchemy utensils. He asked Tamar to take a look, but it was just mentioned at any time. Anyway, the refined alchemy utensils produced by those merchants of Freeport Ampere Searl can barely be used.
Tamar took a look at the young Knight and replied: "I rented it from the local alchemy Guild, and they asked for two thousand Tor."
This future Alchemist answer is like this, but the heart is inevitable. Generally alchemy needs such superior conditions. He used to use a set of second-hand alchemy utensils when he was in Chamber of Nobles. The Ser Knight was all good, but it was too expensive.
As soon as Brando patted his brain, he forgot about it, but it was even better to buy it. Anyway, after waiting for a period of time, he should not be too short of money.
But unlike Tamar's, he also has his one's own plan.
He wants to make a set of 15 (oz) venom venom daggers and a set of 32 (oz) cursing crossbow. Although he now has some basic strength in already, there is no hidden trump card. It really does not fit his style.
The poison poison dagger can be sold to those noble, the tree venom venom is colorless and invisible, and those who die from poisoning will die with violent illness. For those below Black Iron strength, this is undoubtedly the best supplementary means .
The cursed crossbow is known as the indispensable magic weapon for low grade character killing and arson, of course, it is the preferred target for Brando. This crossbow has a certain chance to hit the enemy with the curses of fatigue, weakness, and deepening of damage. Although it is easy to resist at advanced levels, it has a very obvious effect on enemies below high-tier silver.
The only disadvantage of this thing is that the material is too valuable. The soul of Lich above intermediate level is difficult to start below Level 40. This time, Brando is also the blessing of the waste noble of Rydenburg.
Of course, refining 35 (oz) equipment requires up to level 8 alchemy, which is a lot of trouble for Brando.
But fortunately, God bless, the alchemy vessel + Level 1 alchemy level of the elf process started, + Level 1 if there is a professional Alchemist assistance. Rent another Enchanting Alchemy workshop, just 8 levels, basically enough.