The Amber Sword: Act 456 The Onlooker III

youngster didn't move, but the black armor Knights got up and chased in that direction. Knight Rossburn pulled the collar and seemed to want to follow him, but the youngster around him grabbed his arm:

"You can't go."

"Let her run out of trouble!"

"She can't run away, calm down, my friend, that little girl has at most the strength of Black Iron Rank(s). If the Knight of those Bansiya people is not very useful, at least it won't be a trivial matter." /

Rosburn thought the same thing, and then he calmed down: "You said the same thing, get ready, I'll accompany you to the square."

youngster smiled slightly.

"Although I don't know where this Mr Count is sacred, he is proud enough that I want to play a mortal person myself."

He tilted his head: "This feeling is frankly honest."

"This is not a simple human. Be careful, he walks quite close to William and Thurman."

"It should be worrying about the gray Wizard, I heard that the fortress designed and built by mortals is quite unique.

Rosburn could not help but smile when he heard the vulgar meaning in this Buga population.

The garrison's proud pride is a joke.

...

The square outside the main entrance of Fortress Fir is already crowded. The snow is getting bigger and bigger. The Knight statue above the central fountain of the square has a thick layer of snow on already. It seems that a thick layer of cushion is added to the bronze shoulders, and the helmet is also on the long cymbals. Stained in white.

In the nearby bars, people crowded towards the window, and Noah's square was silent, everyone seemed to be waiting for someone to appear.

Heinz sits near the window in the bar, staring at the snowflakes that are melting into water stains on the window lattice.

He felt as if he had bid farewell to that wizard adult and started walking bad luck. He didn't find his one's own brother. The female officer of Fortress Fir told him that Mr. Clint · Mantoro already moved out to live for several days. Fir Tree Shire is so big, of course he can't find it little by little.

To make matters worse, the road leading to the Pallas and Radnor in the north was blocked by the rebels. Before he left Aouine, he was still intact. He was extremely worried that he was still the father of Vlada Pace, but it did not help.

After all, even if the rebels do not surround the fortress of Paris. As the emerging noble close to the royal family, he has no way to go at this moment.

Maybe we can only wait for the end of the war, but the prospects are slim.

Even Her Highness the Princess is trapped in Radnor audio. Several powerful Count of Tonigel subordinates, including the Miss Adviser, are not at Fir Tree Shire at the moment.

for a moment, the youngster, feels a bit desperate. He thought that he had encouraged the Roulind guy when he was in Saarnan, but he didn't expect that the situation of the two would fall off one by one.

Unfortunately, he can only find a bar to drink here, while thinking about his future plans. All in all, we must first confirm the whereabouts of his father, if he really died at Vlada already. Then I have to find a way to take my brother.

If Her Highness the Princess can be revived in the future, it should give his family a place, right?

Just when Heinz was going to get drunk, news about the Lord Count came back.

As if from that moment, he started to transfer.

He found that he seemed to have chosen a sensible position. In just a quarter of an hour, there were several people who wanted to ‘spend a great price’ in exchange for his position.

One of them also has a hot swordswoman, and he boldly winks at him.

However, after a painful decision, youngster flatly rejected him and was the first time he could see the hero he admired up close.

"Mr. stingy, is this always okay?" swordswoman, who claimed to be Claudia, sat beside him. Squeeze with him and say in his ear with a husky voice.

"Claudia Young Lady ..."

Although the swordswoman looks average, it still wears a thick leather armor. But it is difficult to hide the hot body. Heinz only felt dry and dry, he was not the first brother without personnel, but this was a bit too much.

"Don't care," swordswoman interrupted with a smile: "It looks like you are not a Trentheim native, and are you interested in that Lord Count?"

"Aren't you or a native?" Heinz stammered.

"Don't you know? I'm Mercenary. In Trentheim, there is no Mercenary who does not respect the Lord Count. He played in Fir Tree Shire for us to take the lead."

Heinz saw swordswoman's look of admiration, and he couldn't help but apprehend: "But hasn't Fir Tree Shire expelled many mercenary and adventurers?"

"Those infamous guys, how many normal people do you think would welcome them? Trentheim people do this. I'd rather applaud." Claudia replied in disapproval.

Heinz This is what happened, and nodded silently.

There was a commotion in the crowd. Heinz also saw a group of people appearing in the direction of Fortress Fir. More than a dozen black armored Knights crowded out of the gate behind the suspension bridge.

“Lord Thane is out!”

I don't know who shouted in the crowd.

Heinz got excited in an instant, and even forgot the fragrant scenery around him. He grabbed the window lattice and almost got out of his body to make it clear what the legendary Lord Count was like.

The crowd was also agitated. The whispering discussion seemed to be quiet all of a sudden. With descendant, they spontaneously recited the name and honorific word of mouth, and the humming voice gathered into a flood:

"Count of Tonigel."

"Descendants of Sword Saint Darus."

"Our Lord Thane."

It seems that just such a title can eliminate all the uneasiness and fear that they have had for days.

That is the pride of the Trentheim people, and this pride makes them understand that as long as its owner has not left them, all the difficulties of today will be a thing of the past.

Become a memory of yesterday

"Lord Thane!"

"Lord Thane!"

The spontaneous shouts are like mountains call, seas roar.

Heinz also feels bloody, as if all difficulties are no longer existence. The Lord Count is naturally invincible, what is the Buga person in front of him?

He also joined the call.

But swordswoman asked in his ear: "Have you ever seen that Lord Count?"

"Ah, this is not." Heinz was a little excited, "but I have heard of his each rumors, he is the greatest Knight of our kingdom in this era"

"Yeah," swordswoman also set his sights in that direction: "I only saw him once a year ago, Lord Count is a very special noble."

youngster rides on an upland produced by Grinoires, enjoying the shouts of everyone lightly.

"I'm a little surprised," he turned back, and said to Knight Rossburn aside, "This mortal is actually enjoying such a high Reputation here, he must be a guy who is good at deceiving people."

"Mortal people see this as a power." Rossburn replied coldly: "So there are so many deceitful people, but they don't understand at all what is the real power."

youngster heard only a smile and shook his head.

Clint dragged Roulind forward in the crowd of Fanaticism, trying to get closer to the Lord Count, but doing so was futile, Brando shook his head helplessly, stretched out a finger, an invisible force separated the crowd and made them To continue to move forward.

Snow already is getting bigger and bigger, and the sky is white.

Brando is not as good as two teenagers. He already silently put on a hood, Scarlett also pulled up the grey hood when he saw it, and stood behind him.

Both of them saw Count of Tonigel in the distance.

"Sir, would you like to squeeze in?" Albert frowned: "That guy must be a fake!"

"Of course he is fake." Scarlett gave Albert a violent shudder: "This still needs you to say?"

"Boss-neesama, I ..." Albert felt that he was unjustly wrong. Did he know that he was angry at mentioning Lord Thane, not to speak for the enemy.

"Why is Jutta Young Lady over there," said Scarlett but frowned, and whispered, "Did she have been deceived, or was she coerced?"

"That's not her."

Brando shook his head.

His face already sank, and he turned to Albert and the others and said, "Albert, you take Grey Wolf Mercenary Company to Fortress Fir first, but don't act lightly, if there are enemies, you first find out what happened to Fortress Fir , What happened to Jutta Young Lady. "

"Lord, leave it to me." Albert nodded immediately, whistling, and the others with Grey Wolf Mercenary Company turned and left in the other direction.

"Do I want to go too?" Scarlett tightened the halberd in his hands and couldn't help asking.

"No," Brando shook his head: "Let's wait a bit and see what this guy wants to do."

He came to raises head and looked grimly at the direction of Fortress Fir.

He must first determine which enemies are behind him. The other party can go deep into Trentheim to perform such a show. It must be more than just regional nobles with Southern Territory acting behind it.

Roulind and Clint in the front crowd subconsciously shivered.

"What's wrong?"

"Why didn't that wizard keep up?" Clint touched the neck of one's own, and looked at the back strangely, "Isn't he with you?"

"Don't worry about him," Roulind thought about whether to run away, but after thinking about it, he gave up this futile plan: "He is a weird guy."

Clint shrugged. "Let's go faster. It's very close to Lord Count already, Heaven. I can talk about it now, and those guys dare to pretend to be senior qualifications before me."

Roulind sneered at the mentality of this little guy, but he also had some faint excitement. Although things in the north annoyed him, at least that wasn't what happened right now?

…… (To be continued.)