The Amber Sword: Act 130 Ambush XVI

My mind has been set. Although Rosalind Thane said that there is a Secret Passage in the castle to the port, Brando does not need any secret passage at all. : He took the layout of the port from Knight, glanced casually, remembered the topography of the main entrance and exit, and returned the drawings back.

After rejecting Rosalin Thane's request for coordinated troop dispatch, he entrusted Feng Huo to the former Antroborough Archduke Blanc to take care of him. The quietness of the little girl did not mean much, but it looked slightly uncomfortable between looks.

"Mr. Targus," he thought for a moment, and then turned back to this vampire: "Now I need you to do me a favor, you now head to Pirate Bay to let your ship sail to the sea and block the vicinity of Rosalin Waters, since you usually disguise yourself as pirates, presumably there should be no lack of armed on board? "

Targus glanced at Insidolon, knowing that I was afraid I had to help. He nodded, relying on two clippers to block the port of Rosalinn. It is almost impossible to complete quest / mission on weekdays. This port is in the Luan Strait. Although it is considered remote, there are at least dozens of ships including fishing boats on weekdays. However, due to the Rosalin Thane's port closure order, it may not be impossible to try.

Moreover, Brando does not expect Madara's's two two-masted sailboats to block the ghost car, as long as they can hold each other at sea. At this moment, the layout of harbour area is clear to him, and the main entrances and exits are kept in his mind, but he is still worried that the other party will have an escape route that he does not know.

After all, even Madara has a back road near here. Wouldn't the ghost cars with deeper roots in this area not be prepared?

After everything was done, he came to Insidolon. The latter was startled by him. Of course he knew what Brando was going to do. The other party let Targus leave alone, and he would definitely be kept hostage.

But he didn't care about this, but "Don't stop! I have flying boots!" Insidolon's face turned wild, and he quickly raised his hand to prevent Brando from approaching.

"That's too slow." Brando shook his head with regret. Picking up the guy's collar directly, he said, "Offended, Mr. Insidolon."

"No, I don't need this apology. Put me down, **** it, you can't make a dark noble so shameful!"

Targus looked up, silently watching one's own's colleagues and Brando suddenly disappeared into the air together before he turned around and said goodbye to Blanc and Feng Huo and the others. Then silently turned and left.

"It turned out to be a big bat." Blanc watched Targus's movements, skeptical.

"Why did Mr. Boban make this statement?" Feng Huo took some care to take his eyes from the southeast to the direction where the port in Correct Rosalin city is located.

"Only these guys will maintain a polite attitude towards the enemy. They have always been the longest in history in the dark noble. This attitude is also a sense of superiority." Blanc replied, he returned He said to his Feng Huo, "Call me Blanc, little girl."

"Hello, Mr. Blanc."

...

Many Rosalin residents heard the scream of terror passing by in the air this afternoon, but Insidolon finally closed his mouth when he was near harbour area. It's not that he takes care of the big picture, but because he knows that if he doesn't shut up again, the **** holding him in a circle in Rosalind will shut himself up.

Shame. One time is enough. The Mr. Black Lord will never want one's own's reputation to be 'prestigious' in Madara's history in this way.

Brando's is also quite satisfied with this guy's knowledge and interest. He fell near harbour area and fell between a shed outside harbour area. He is not without stealth spell, Elementalist's low-loop spell has a lot of similar blinding methods, but he doesn't feel that his lame Magic ability can deceive the extreme existence in the ghost car, so he falls in advance.

Anyway, in terms of his current ability, traveling on the ground is not much more trouble than in the sky, it was just to save trouble before.

He dropped the Madara future star in his hand first, and the latter screamed, expressing great dissatisfaction with his forcible unloading behavior.

But Brando ignores this. If Lord Madara's Black Lord with element manifestation strength can be killed at a height of less than three meters, the country of this dead moon is estimated to be almost over.

The latter saw that Brando ignored him, and then he got up and patted the gray on his body and complained in a low voice, and then began to complain that the one's own clothes were wrinkled. The head shape is also messed up, and the makeup on the face is spent. What an intolerable thing for a dark noble.

Brando is looking at the environment around where it landed, and found that the shed here should be the place where the workers on the dock live. Right now in the evening, Correct, Correct workers go home after a busy day. Not many adult men can be seen in this shack area. Only some ragged women and children looked at the two uninvited guests from the sky with some fear.

A few chasing children watched them stop with some vigilance, and immediately women ran out of the nearby shed and dragged them back.

Insidolon watched this scene and stopped: "It doesn't look good, Thane."

"What do you think?" Brando turned back, he knew how this guy's mind, and proved the other person's genius more than once in history.

"Well ..." Insidolon lowered his head and looked at his crumpled shirt with regret: "This dress was given to me by His Majesty the Emperor, I haven't worn it for a long time ..."

Brando immediately became complacent: "I don't know if your supreme one still has this hobby."

"His Majesty is always sympathetic to his subordinates," and he probably felt that his excuse was somewhat unreliable, adding: "Hi Lord Thane, you should understand that dark noble has always attached great importance to one's own appearance."

"Yes, why don't I know about this? It seems that Lich in Rovere never wear clothes, so that some Scholar think they are a bit rude"

"cough cough, that's an example, sir, look at Targus ..."

"Mr. Targus is vampire noble."

"Well, in fact, I also yearn for those old noble leaders ..." In the eyes of the two black holes of Insidolon, the beating Soul Fire could not help but feel a little bit resentful.

Brando Of course I know that this guy is just indirectly expressing dissatisfaction with his previous behavior. Although his relationship with Insidolon and Targus is a bit subtle at present, the two sides are not an alliance. It may be more appropriate to say that the opponent may be more appropriate, but he occupies the absolute Dominant position, the other party dare not act lightly.

But he also understands that he can't push these two guys into a stubborn situation. The stubborn Targus is better, especially the guy in front of himself, who knows what intrigue and tricks are moving in his mind.

He hoped that Mr. Black Lord could leave his thoughts in Realm of Eternal Death to calculate him instead of asking him trouble here, so he glanced at each other and replied, "This time, it's not an example."

"Ha, great, are you serious?"

"If this is not the case next time."

"Martha above, what's the difference between not saying this?"

"As long as you can keep up with me?"

"I can't keep up."

"Then I will not discuss this with you, next time I will bring Mr. Targus."

"Dealed!"

Insidolon betrayed one's own colleagues decisively. At this time, Targus in Pirate Bay was sneezing again and again, but the latter rubbed his nose and turned raises head expressionlessly, leaving someone's calculations completely In my heart.

He's used to it anyway.

Insidolon took a look around the shack area and replied to Brando: "People who seem to have ghost cars have blocked the port, which means that they are well prepared, Mr Count."

"Do you think so?" Brando asked.

"They obviously didn't trust that Rosalinn Thane as much as they thought. Judging from their cooperation, they did. Even if they did not expect that the Lord Thane would be defeated, I am afraid that he and him Help the stomping Knight ca n’t stop you, it ’s too easy for you to ask something from those populations, they are obviously not hard-core guys.

Brando thought about it, and found that Insidolon was fine. He nodded and said, "They expected us to be at the dock?"

"Fortunately, we didn't leave that secret passage. I think Rosalin Thane's so-called 'secret passage' is only confidential to his Knights, poor guy." Insidolon shook his head while evaluating. .

"Then they blocked harbour area, and even the people inside were not allowed to come out. Are they afraid that we understand the situation inside?" Brando asked again.

"It's possible, but I think it's a bit too motivated. They may be doing this to cover up certain things. harbour area people have many eyes, but what must be done in an open place?"

"Ritual," Brando immediately understood: "It seems they are ready for a trap."

"I think so, do you have a solution?" Insidolon asked, and he really wanted to say that if you are not completely sure, give me Ordefeiss and Earth Sword for your safekeeping. However, when this word came to an end, it became: "If we are not sure, let Targus send the ship out of the port and attack from the outer port, right?"

"That's not necessary." Brando shook his head very disdainfully: "This little trick, just leave it to me."

"Huh?"

…… (To be continued.)