The Amber Sword: Act 205 Dawn Flames VI
Brando and Ciel stopped.
In front of it is a weird building, as if it is a large illegal building composed of many roof layers stacked on top of each other. A metal chimney winds up along the roof, and the red tiles lie on it. A lazy black cat is shaking its tail and squinting in the sun.
The old white wall is covered with ivy, and a wooden signboard is placed outside the entrance of the shop. It is written in italic Kirrlutz with a large character -- 'Indulge Rose'.
Seeing this line of text, Brando knew that it was the right place.
This is 5-201 Suman Street. On the surface is a alchemy store with a 30-year-old history, but in fact there is a hidden secret underground. Brando knows that this is one of Hazellian's secrets in this city. Contact point.
"Is this here?"
Brando nodded.
Ciel glanced up and down and could n’t help but say, “It looks no different, but those Hazellians are hidden so well, do you really think they need to intervene?”
"This is not a necessary question," said Brando, sweeping the dust on his chest with his hand, and taking it for granted: "It's just a matter of course for them, but they can get a lot of benefits. , And even if they fail, there is no loss to them, why would they disagree? "
"But there is no airtight wall in this world, Lord Thane, they should know very well that Kirrlutzian must have found out who helped us behind."
"so what?" Brando asked back: "It seems you don't know much about Hazellian, Ciel."
"You know could it be that Lord Thane?"
"Natural."
In fact, the relationship between the Empire and Hazell is extremely special. Prior to this, Hazell was a loose city-state. The short Hazellian is inherently good at Magic, but unlike Buga people, they are more enthusiastic about researching and developing all kinds of storage devices. They believe in the dragon of wisdom crystal, thinking that the spark of thinking and wisdom is what inspires everything. power.
At that time, the Empire ’s strategy for Hazell was to secretly support some city-states. Create contradictions between city-states, maintain balance and balance of power, so that Hazell cannot always form a political and military tangible that threatens the empire.
This balance has remained for hundreds of years.
But about one hundred and thirty years ago, a prophet was born in Hazellian. This sage came up with a well-known hypothesis that -- is 'the individual is all'. In this theory, Hazellian believes that the individual's wisdom is limited, but the collision of thoughts can sublimate wisdom, and thus give birth to a glory like a god.
So Hazellian believes that in a whole, the wisdom of the each individual is crucial. The whole is made up of individuals, so the individual will also be an integral part of the overall wisdom.
Under the guidance of this theory, Hazellian has carried out a revolutionary revolution in the popularization of --, Magicite technology. At the same time, a republic composed of city-states was established like lightning. When Kirrlutzian reacted, it was discovered that a strong opponent appeared around already.
The grievances of the past hundreds of years have made it almost impossible to create a peaceful -- between the two countries. On the one hand, the empire has powerful power, but the legion, which is armed with Magicite technology by Hazellian, has not fallen behind in the opposite Empire.
So the war broke out.
The empire is powerful, but at most only one of ten people can be trained to be qualified Knight; while the republic is weak in individual strength. However, as long as their ordinary soldiers are trained a little and equipped with Magicite, they can have a strength close to Knight.
The Empire has Magic Wizard Corps. Although Hazellian's Sorcerer are not good at fighting, they have artillery and tanks, the empire has Pegasus Knight and Griffin Knight, and Hazellian also has aircraft and airboats. Even if there is a slight difference in combat effectiveness, they can also be made up by quantity.
It takes almost five years for Empire to train a qualified Pegasus Knight. And Hazellian makes an airship at most, but it only takes six months, even if three or four airships are used to exchange a Knight for the Empire, it is a good deal.
In fact, after decades of popularization and progress of Magicite technology, Hazellian gradually restored the situation of defeat on the front battlefield, and even launched a counterattack. If it were not for the Monster Wave outbreak, Kirrlutzian would probably face an embarrassing defeat on the Western Front.
"In fact, the last war between Kirrlutzian and Hazellian was seven years ago. At that time, Bai legion invaded the Banlin Valley and occupied Banlin for three years, but it was not long after that that was Hazellian. Hurry back. "
"The defeat of Banlin, for this reason, the empire did not preach this war much, but in fact Hazellian at the border is dominant at this moment."
"This war is not over yet, but both parties are exhausted and unable to fight again. They can only stare at forget it/that's all on the confrontational front line --."
"In this case," Brando replied, "Do you think Hazellian will be afraid of Kirrlutzian's wrath? They want to extend the front to -- elsewhere"
"Have they ever considered truce?" Ciel was a little weird: "Especially the empire is not only an enemy of the Hazell Republic."
"How can hatred for hundreds of years be so easy to be ridiculed," Brando shook his head: "Maybe one day, the relationship between Hazellian and Kirrlutzian will be restored to normal state-to-state relations, but that is also in them After the blood has drained. "
"This is the hatred of generations, and it must be quenched with blood."
"It's terrible," Ciel sighed.
The two just stood outside the house for a moment, and caught the attention of the people inside the house. -- A young noble from a foreign country who looks quite decent, took his wizard on duty, and wore a sword. The scabbard was black and heavy At first glance, with the silver jewelry above, -- knows that this is an make a move generous guest.
In many big cities, Magic stores are not just for wizards, but ordinary people are their main customers. Deodorants, insecticides and some convenient Alchemy products, including all kinds of incense, are daily necessities.
But to say that the real big customer is wizard.
"Sir outside, don't you come in and see?" The boss squinted at the belly and shouted at them behind the counter.
"What I want. You don't have it here." Brando smiled back.
The boss is displeased: "Hey, youngster, do n’t talk big, I promise you with 30 years of indulgence in roses. I ca n’t find anything more complete than the goods here. -- is popular here, you can go Ask. "
It's like that, Brando thought secretly.
"Really, then I want the brilliance of Zell, the sword of innocence, the light of thinking. The glory of wisdom."
The face of the boss changed: "I don't understand what you're talking about, youngster."
"I don't understand it doesn't matter, let Mu De come out to see me, I want to talk about big business."
The boss gave a complicated look on the two faces. Although they were far apart, he still saw Ciel showing his white teeth, smiled at him, and his face was gloomy. His shoulders sink slightly.
But Brando opened his mouth: "I know you have an IV flintlock under the counter, but that thing is not useful to me. There will be a quarter of an hour Patrol Cavalry will pass here, will you not do stupid things?"
The boss's action froze, and it took a while for him to re-speak: "Who the **** are you?"
His voice is a little hoarse.
"Foreigner." Ciel replied with a smile.
Brando shook his head; "who we are is not important to you, what is important is that we are not malicious."
"I can't guarantee that," the boss answered with a frown.
"Although the imperial capital is large," Brando glanced at him lightly; "but I can still find where in Robbie."
Roborg is the headquarters of Patrol Cavalry. Listen to Brando. The boss believed two points, he lowered his gun and looked at them carefully before answering: "You guessed something wrong, sir from Aouine. I have a Type III rifle."
Brando just remembered that in this era, Hazell's iv type has just been developed and has not yet been officially installed, and it is natural that these foreign spy departments will change clothes later.
He smiled indifferently to this small mistake.
The boss glanced cautiously before beckoning them: "Come in, two."
Brando and Ciel walk into the shop. The light in the room is slightly dim. The first thing that catches your eyes is a variety of closets and shelves on the wall. The strange Item on it is full of sights, most of which are Various medicaments, several daggers and a light crossbow on the counter, and a box with flannel cloth inside, the groove in the middle looks like Correct is used to hold these weapons.
He looked back again, with a huge glass window on one side, and he could clearly see the situation on the street from the inside of the shop.
It seems that these Hazellians are still very vigilant. The layout of the store is very conducive to observing the movements outside, and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The specially arranged scattered and messy house is also convenient for hiding weapons. As long as there is an invasion, the people in the store can report at any time. Dangerous defense.
The point is, even after this arrangement, 'Indulge Rose' is still the most traditional Magic store.
At least it doesn't seem to be flawed.
Hazell and Kirrlutz have been fighting for hundreds of years. I do n’t know how many spies existence are in their respective territory. In this respect, it is already ample experience.
"Just a moment, gentlemen, I have to ask Mr. Mud for advice."
"If you listen and listen, you will."
The boss then knocked a few times on an iron plate inlaid on the counter, long or short. There is no regularity at all. But after a while, he came to Brando with raises head; "Mr. Mud agreed, but there is a condition that you can go in and your followers must stay."
"I'll stay then." Ciel shrugged and replied indifferently.
The boss froze for a moment. He thought he would hesitate, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. And how does that wizard attendant not care about his master's safety at all, no matter whether there is danger or not, how can a protector leave the protector away from him?
Of course, he doesn't know that Ciel is Planeswalker Card, and can be summoned to Brando at any time, so there is no difference in fact.
Brando smiled at him: "Since I dare to come here alone, I have full confidence."
"In this case," the boss's face changed again: "Then follow me."
As he opened the door and let Brando enter, the two walked up the stairs to the second floor. In a room facing the street on the second floor, Brando saw the principal here.
A Hazellian with the height of an ordinary human half. Wearing a decent black dress with a white waistcoat inside, silver chains hanging on the trousers, pocket watches dangling in a purse, holding a civilization stick, wearing a bowler hat, and meticulously combed hair.
It doesn't look like a spy boss, it looks like a gentleman.
This little man Hazellian has a mustache and wears monocle. While Brando looked at him, he also squinted his eyes at the Brando through the glasses.
"A Aouinian." He said; "Why is a Aouinian appearing here now?"
Brando looking at this little dwarf, he only knew that the other party was called Mud. About his experience as the principal at this moment, he later learned from his personal resume.
This shows that this guy was promoted later, because only NPC, who has reached a certain status, will make detailed resume information for them to facilitate quest / mission and Reputation.
From the bureaucracy of Hazell. This guy is most likely to be promoted to an ambassador abroad or the vice-secretary of the security department.
"I'm here. I want you to do me a favor." Brando opened the door to see the mountain road.
Mude smiled: "I think I know who your Excellency is."
Brando does n’t care, if the other party ca n’t guess who he is, that ’s strange; as a spy network, if it ’s unclear what happened since recently in the empire, it ’s better to go home and plant sweet potatoes .
"Your Excellency is Count of Tonigel, oh. It is said that it will soon be Count of Radnor. You know, I'm glad to see Mr Count appear here now, because Mr Count appears here, it means that the Empire people are in trouble."
Mud shrugged: "You know. Whenever the empire is in trouble, I am very happy. -- praises the light of wisdom and thinking. Then Mr Count, how can we help you?"
"Also," he waved the civilization stick: "What benefits can we get?"
"I'm not bothering you to help." Brando replied.
"No trouble," Mudd nodded. "This is one of them. I know your Excellency has more to follow, please continue."
"I want you to help me investigate the whereabouts of a person. This should only be a hand for you."
"Who is he then?"
"It's her," Brando corrected: "Vala deed Count, you should have heard this name."
"It turned out to be her," Mud's monocle reflected, "I see, it's great, it looks like Mr Count wants the Empire to lose a big face."
"It's not just a question of the face," Brando whispered, "and mountain people."
Miao De gently breathed in: "I have to say, you are right, it looks like this is a good deal." He paused: "In other words, we just need to help you investigate the Vala deed Count's whereabouts -- "
"Just so, I will finish the rest."
"Then what benefits can Mr Count get? As far as I know, the Empire is the enemy of the Republic, but it may not be the Aouine's enemy."
"It's the best thing to save my subordinates."
Mude can't help but take a deep look at him: "The Republic never gives up any of his subjects, wisdom and glory are one, and the individual is all --"
He came to extend the hand: "It seems that Hazell and Aouine do not have to fight side by side on the battlefield, but they can still be good allies."
Brando smiled and shook his hand: "Happy cooperation."
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