The Amber Sword: Act 37 Two Letters II

As the corridor is dilapidated, narrow and dim in memory, the dusty wooden boards are covered with pores left by years of disrepair. Brando came to a door with an impression and stopped to ask : "Is this one?"

"Um." A voice behind him replied softly, the voice of Correct Miss Adviser.

Freya followed the two, frowning and looking at the place. They stood on the aisle, and the board made a sound of creaking and grating. The air was filled with a smell of dust, and she wanted to come, even if it was Bucce The stables in the country are also a little cleaner than here, and she can hardly imagine that someone would live in such a place.

"It seems to be locked." Brando fiddled with the doorknob and said.

"I locked it before leaving." Amandina replied softly.

"Is there a key?"

"Well, I have been with me." Amandina fumbled, took out a copper key, Brando has a good memory, and recognized the key chain Correct, her original necklace, at a glance, he I remember seeing this necklace once or twice, there should be a beautiful crystal pendant on the necklace, but this pendant is long gone. He took the key, weighed it in his hands, and was a little surprised: "Why did you bring this?"

"I want to know when it will be used." Miss Adviser replied carefully and consistently.

"It does seem to come in handy." Brando smiled, looked at her, and Miss Adviser smiled briefly.

He turned the key to open the door. Behind the wooden door seemed to be a huge mouth of a black hole opened by a monster, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net. The three stood at the door for a while before adapting to the sudden dimming light. This room was as small and dusty as the impression. But it took care of it cleanly, apparently its owner carefully arranged before leaving. "Amandina have you lived here before?" Freya looked at this room with a little surprise. At the time of Bucce's, even the old warehouse of militia team was much more spacious and bright. She always thought that Miss Adviser was from noble, but did not I thought she would live in such a place before following Brando.

"Hmm."

"But I heard Brando say that you are the best of noble family ..."

"Lord Thane is not wrong. It used to be." Amandina replied, "But after the disappearance of his father, the creditors came to the door. In order to pay off the foreign debt, I had to change the seller's property. I remember shortly after that, my mother It is also depressed, and life becomes tight. This is a last resort in order to reduce expenses. "

"Sorry, Amandina, I didn't expect you to have such a past. I shouldn't mention it." Freya replied somewhat awkwardly.

Amandina smiled and didn't care.

Brando came to the desk and lit the residual candle, the candlelight was like a bean, barely reflecting the room. The room was full of dust, but Amandina walked to the bed and lifted the curtains on the bed, revealing a clean wooden bed, but with a slight mildew smell. Brando gave her a pleasant surprise. His eyes were full of praise. The Freya on the side is also of low profile, and I don't feel uncomfortable in this small and rundown room. She saw the actions of the two and quietly joined to clean up the room. None of them have spoken. Since leaving the Bruglas last time, it seems that already rarely has such a time. The for a moment in the room seems a little quiet, with only a few minor Noise. It didn't take long for them to clean the house.

Amandina opened the window facing the desk, she glanced at the window lattice, frowned, and closed it gently again, she opened the drawer again. Suddenly, "Someone has entered the house."

Brando for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"Someone entered this room after I left."

Brando also frowned: "What's going on?"

"There should be more than one person. They came in through the window. After entering, check the drawer first," she stepped aside, and opened the cabinet: "Should also check my cabinet, the book inside was turned over, they Seems to be looking for something. "

"Are you sure, Amandina?" Brando asked alertly.

"Well, I put things myself, and I will definitely remember them. Someone must have touched them."

"Would you like to ask people around you?" Freya asked in a low voice.

"No need, they certainly won't know anything," Miss Adviser shook his head: "Whether it's a thief or another uninvited guest, they will definitely not intentionally make people discover."

"Any clue?"

"It's strange, it seems that these people came earlier. When we cleaned the house, we didn't pay attention to footprints or something else. The dust inside the house is very natural, which means that these people are not at least in these areas. Patronize within the month. "

"A year ago?" Brando thought for a while. It seemed that they had just left Bruglas for a short time, their reputation was not obvious, and it seemed unlikely that anyone would notice them at that time. After thinking about it for a year, he replied, "If it is the time, then it may only be a thief."

Amandina smiled slightly: "The thieves and gentlemen are afraid to leave empty-handed with regret."

This sentence made Brando feel puzzled. Most of the people living on Grave Digging Street are the poorest and most underprivileged people in this city. It is unlikely that those people who live in the city's grey area will know In this regard, in fact thieves rarely visit such places, because most of them know that these places are not profitable. He hesitated a moment, and suddenly heard Freya said: "There is only one bed here, Brando."

Brando was hesitant, and then realized this embarrassing thing, he almost forgot that the previous room was occupied by Amandina, and there was only one bed in the room.

Amandina was stunned, and obviously realized this too. After all, all the furniture in this room is just a desk, a small cabinet, two chairs and a bed, it is hard to make people think of it. In such a humble environment, how to rest at night. "You two sleep well together, anyway, with my current strength, it doesn't matter if you don't sleep one night." Brando thought for a moment, so arranged.

"That won't work," Amandina shook his head: "You are a Lord Thane, how can your family member let Thane suffer for him. Besides, this is also because of my poor consideration."

Amandina disagrees, Freya naturally will not agree, she is not thick enough to enjoy it alone.

Brando seems to have expected this. He looked at the two of them and sighed: "I'll talk about it later, I'll get you some food first."

Amandina nodded slightly.

There are many places selling food in big cities like Bruglas in game. As long as you can afford the money, you can even buy food from the workshops on the street, but here, if you want to eat, you have to go to a hotel or tavern, or a bread workshop in the city, a little further away. There is only the Mill Manor outside the city. There are many people in hotels and taverns, and no one knows whether eyeliners have been inserted. Brando is naturally unwilling to get involved easily. And there is no bakery existence on the avenue near Gravedigger Street. However, it is not difficult for him to be in trouble. The most important thing in this slum area is the idle man. He spent a few Tor to find a young man who was willing to help him run errands. The sword engraved a Nightingale mark on the wall, so that the guy would not dare to ignore money and do nothing.

Of course, in terms of his current status, it is not short of these money, but it can not be called Miss Adviser and Aouine Valkyrie future hungry, anyway, he can be regarded as the kingdom's noble. How could he be so incompetent in front of the lady beside him.

The young man saw the deep mark he carved on the stone wall, and he looked suspiciously. Brando knows that the other person is not afraid of their own Swordsmanship, but the symbol they carved. Most people who grow in places like this have dealt with those Thief brotherhoods walking in the grey area, and even have a lot of their eyeliners, so the teenager must recognize that the mark left by him is the higher level between the Golan-Elsen Thief brotherhood The contact method, he once learned the knowledge between Nightingale in game, although it is only a taste. But it was enough to scare this little-seen boy.

The teenager was frightened by him. After taking his money, he stood there with a few crouches, watching him carefully and asking, "Sir, are there any other orders?"

"You live near here?" Brando asked.

The boy nodded.

"Do you know the tenant of that room?" Brando asked, pointing to the window of the second room next to Amandina.

"I know. There is a dead old man there. Other people call him Ye Ye. He used to be a loan shark, but he didn't know who offended him, so he hid here." The boy replied simply.

Brando picked eyebrow slightly, but did not expect that he just grabbed an individual and turned out to be a well-informed guy. However, he was relieved immediately. These lower-level youngsters did nothing to hang out on the streets all day long. Except for a few hard-working people, most of them were reluctant to be apprentices and managed by others. These times information Blocking, it is normal for these people to be well informed. It's just that in the rumors they knew, nine of the ten sentences were rumors, but some local customs and local customs would ask them to find out.

"Where is this?" He pointed to the one next to Amandina.

"It's been a long time, sir."

"Where is it next?" Brando moved to Amandina. The boy hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about it for a moment before answering: "The owner of this room seems to be a dazzling noble Young Lady, but I haven't seen her for a long time. I heard that her health is not good, maybe she is sick." /

You are ill. Brando didn't expect to be angry, but when he saw the teenager talking about it as if he was talking about eating and drinking, he knew that so-called life and death were commonplace in such places. In slums like Tomb-digger's Street, many people freeze and starve to death every year. All these people understand that nobles also keeps his eyes closed and doesn't care, as it should be. Brando sighed, thinking that at least this guy didn't lie, he really knew this place very well.

He asked some more indifference questions, and then suddenly asked, "Are there people‘ patronizing ’here often?”

The patronage in his mouth is naturally not that he came to visit with great light, but that the thieves and teenagers understood it naturally, and he couldn't help looking at this very awesome man with awe. At a glance, sir, he made up his mind and determined that this was a legendary Nightingale. Otherwise, how could he draw the symbol -- that he didn't even recognize, it must be the type between Thief, but it was better than he knew Much more complicated. Now he is talking more about those black words between the brotherhoods, which makes him even more sure of this.

"Of course not. My lord," the young man hurriedly replied, "There is no oil or water here, they are unlikely to see such a place, except for the poor Mercenary and the aging prostitutes, who would Happy to live in this place? "

"There are always some guys who are unsightly."

The boy thought for a while, probably understood the meaning of Brando's. He thought hard for a while before he remembered one thing: "Sir, Patrol Cavalry has been here a year ago. By the way, they seem to be looking for the noble Young Lady."

Brando remembered that they had dealt with those guys here. could it be that was there for this matter. He frowned and asked some related questions, but the teenager couldn't say anything else. As Amandina said, it's unlikely that thieves or uninvited guests will be happy to notice their whereabouts. At last he shook his head and lost another silver coin to the boy: "Well, go now, go early and return early, I'm still hungry."

"My lord, don't worry, I promise I won't spend a single child." The boy answered in a hurry.

"That's not necessary. You buy food for three people, most of them are yours. I don't lack money, but you'd better not bother me." Brando replied deliberately.

He asked the boy's name again. After the other party answered, he ran away quickly, as if he was afraid to stay with him for a while. Brando couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, some old tricks in game have not yet Totally forget about light. In this world for a year, when the master noble already was too easy, except for the Swordsmanship, the other crafts are almost rusty. In the past, these things were handled by Amandina, Flo, or Cagliss. Today I rarely find myself in make a move, but I found a little past feeling again.

He stopped and looked at the scenery before Bruglas in the evening. The western sky seemed red, and the clouds were full of golden colors. This scene is not much different from a year ago. However, at this time Correct, he heard a sneer: "It seems that Lord Count is really news widely known, and he is no stranger to these low-level things."

Brando seems to come from raises head. The house where Amandina lives is located by the Bucce river that crosses Bruglas. There is a small yard behind the house. The river is next to the Bucce river. It has access to the river, which is equivalent to a small dock. People with little assets will tie a small boat to a post on the side of the ladder, which is another way to travel. However, the tenants here are naturally not that luxurious. The stairs outside the courtyard have been deserted for many years. The gap between the stone steps is full of nearly one person tall weeds, and there is a figure in the grass at that moment.

He narrowed his eyes, and immediately recognized the other party: "Tirste?" The man Correct Viscount Tirste, he once met in the auction house of Bruglas, although the appearance of the other party has changed a lot, already, a blonde hair I don't know how to become gray-haired, and the wrinkles on his face seem to be decades old, but he recognizes the contour of the face and the unique look, and calls the other's name in a single spit.

"I didn't expect Lord Count could even recognize me." Tirste stood on the stone steps, with some emotion. At the beginning, he fought against each other in the city's underground auction house, and almost killed this person. Every year, the strength of the other party has reached already. He used to think he was a genius, but now he understands what a real genius looks like. However, already doesn't make any sense to him. He came here just to seek relief.

Brando heard the husky voice of the other party and asked with a little confusion: "How did you become like this?"

"It's a long story, that experience was a nightmare for me," Tirste replied, "but you have something to do with Lord Count."

"What's that got to do with me?" Brando frowned. He remembered that the only time he had dealt with this guy was in the underground auction house. After that, there was no intersection. He saw the other party appear before, and I thought it was to come to him for revenge.

"If Lord Count has time to listen to these nonsense, I can just tell you this story slowly. In return, I will tells Lord Count some secret about the year." Tirste replied in a husky voice.

Brando is extremely puzzled, thinking that this guy came to himself for could it be that just to tell a story, wouldn't this guy be crazy? But looking at him like this, eight points may be crazy, but he is quite interested in the secrets in the other person's mouth. He faintly thinks that it may be related to Origin Association, and now the biggest threat to him is that **** Organization. He nodded and asked, "here?"

"It's right here, there is no one left or right. It's a torment for me without any delay, I really don't have the time to find another place." Tirste replied.

Brando looked at this guy, wondering what the experience had made him like this, and Tirste was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "It's because of Lion Heart Sword."

"Lion Heart Sword?"

Tirste nodded, then started by looking for Lion Heart Sword for Origin Association, and told the story slowly.

…… (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, novels are better updated and faster!