The Amber Sword: Act 114 Black Forest Border (1) (second)

Act 114 The Black Forest border (1) (second)

Curran was puzzled by the strange proposal of Brando, but Amandina and Scarlett came to an abandoned manor near Fir City. The two women's carriages drove deep into the manor house and were received by several mercenary who had been waiting there. They stepped out of the carriages and saw the crowded youngster on the open space not far away.

This manor has been renovated already a few months ago. The abandoned broken wall remains are renovated with wooden fences. Today, its scale is much larger than in the past. The periphery is planted with Red Pine. In the coming year, it will grow into a lush area, which is enough to cover all the scenes in the manor.

pine forest is equipped with hidden sentry, which can support each other with Minggang on the wooden fence. The defense here is tight. It is a secret camp selected by Brando and a training camp for White Lion Infantry in the future.

The estate is divided into two parts. A quarter of the southeast is provided to Brando's mercenary member and adventurers as dormitories. These people will provide protection and maintain order for the estate before the first batch of White Lion Infantry grows up. In the future, Brando or intends to merge them into this. Emerging legion, or transferred elsewhere.

But it depends on how loyal the Kalun is to this collective.

The Correct in charge here is the silver-haired middle-aged mercenary commander.

Kalun originally had some suspicions about the Brando method of transferring him out of Fir City, but after learning about the future significance of this place for the Brando community, he soon realized that this was not alienation but reuse.

The Head Commander line immediately became active and arranged its operations to be organized. Brando is very accurate in seeing people. Kalun's level of command combat can only be described as mediocre, but this well-thought-out man has talents that ordinary people cannot reach.

This can be seen from the Order of this camp today, everything is well organized, and the sentinels responsible for vigilance are less than seeing the bad habits left in the past, although a month ago they were either mercenary or Is an adventurer.

Of course, there are inevitably some exceptions --

Amandina stood in the shade of the mangrove tree next to the carriage and protected her. Scarlett stood silently beside --. The trees around them were evergreen hard-leaf trees common in Trentheim area. Evergreen trees can stain this area with a dark green -- damsel even in winter, standing in this dark green shade, watching the noisy scenes in the open space not far away.

There are about sixty youngster there.

mercenaries is maintaining order on the court, but most of the youngers are selected from the locals. They have not seen anything. When they saw a carriage on the roadside under the shade of trees Stopped, and walked down from above a noble Qianjin, immediately commotion.

"Look, there is noble Young Lady!"

"How could noble Young Lady make a public appearance in such a place."

"Is Lord Thane's's daughter?"

"go to hell!, Lord Thane is young, I have seen it!"

"That's fiancee."

"This is still possible."

Whispering discussion inevitably fell into Amandina's ears. She listened silently, then looked back at Scarlett, "how?" The girl gave her red ponytail a little, looked back at this slightly noble young lady.

“It's nothing.” Amandina replied and turned back again.

She looked at those youngster. This is one of the Lord Thane's plans. The formation plan of White Lion Infantry was on the schedule of Trentheim from the beginning; but building a strong legion was not done overnight. Brando plans to train a batch of youngster as the future White Lion Legion. The backbone -- is both an officer system and also belongs to his one's own pro Guardian Knight.

These young *** all come from the nearby -- tenant farmers, the sons of craftsmen or small merchants, and some also come from the manor, the descendants of the gentry, or the mercenary, the adventurer.

But they have one thing in common: they are not more than 20 years old, and some are even teenagers. They are like a blank piece of paper, full of plasticity.

They stood there, whispering and talking, full of anxiety and curiosity about the future; they came here only three or four days after only simple training, maybe already had a leather whip on mercenary To be warned of the importance of discipline, but still inevitable with that youthful agitation and restlessness.

Only a few young people from mercenary or the gentleman household are slightly calm. They are standing out of line with the surroundings, which easily attracts the attention of damsel.

"Who are those people?" she asked.

"Children in the nearby manor." mercenary next to answered.

"Children of the manor?" Amandina was weird. The children of the manor were descendants of gentry. Why did they come here?

"Stuck out."

It was noble children seeking excitement. damsel looked at those people. "Have you investigated?" This sentence is actually superfluous. Since she has no room for advancement and retreat here, these people will be sent to the Black Forest, no matter what kind of mentality she has.

Amandina only hopes that these youngster don't regret their choice.

She took out the pocket watch -- from her pocket. This pocket watch was still given to him by Brando. Although it was only a silver-plated pocket watch that was not very valuable, she always used it carefully, as if she did not plan to change it.

She opened the cover, and it was close to eleven in the morning.

She was raises head, and then saw a mercenary on the *** field running towards this side; the mercenary came to her and stopped, pressed her hand on her chest to salute her, and replied: "Almost Young Lady -- "

Amandina nodded.

Mercenary saluted her again, then turned and ran back.

She breathed in, quietly blinked, saw four caravans driving into the other side of the open space.

Of course, this carriage is different from the four-wheeled carriage used by nobles. They are more like a large-scale inferior product -- than this kind of caravan. Used by merchants and farmers to transport goods.

However, mercenaries did not care about their use. After serially numbering youngster, recording them and issuing the number plates, they caught these youngster on the carriage --. The number plate is Brando, which is modeled on the Shaftlund silver mine. The texture made is also wooden, but the Magic imprint with Tamar imprint is left under the seemingly poor workmanship. As long as a red crystal imprinted with Magic is detected, the authenticity can be identified.

This kind of crystal is held by several persons in charge of this plan, but except for Brando, which is permanent, the crystal in other people's hands is a time-dependent product that must be replaced regularly.

After youngsters got into the car in turn, the open space calmed down, as if the previous existence had been talking about a fantasy, Amandina until then only gently breathed out.

She saw the last person getting in the car, and then turned back to Scarlett and said, "Let's get in the car too."

"Are we not with them?" red haired girl asked.

"We walk on the other side," Amandina turned to the carriage and quietly replied, "Lord Thane's's whereabouts are secret, we cannot let others see our carriage."

red haired girl nodded, she took a closer look at the Miss Adviser, and felt admiration for the other party's details.

"Do you want to go?" she followed, asking behind Amandina.

"What?"

"Black Forest."

Amandina stopped, but this time she didn't answer.

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Black Forest border --

Brando felt the lazy afternoon sun as he stepped out of the carriage and couldn't help stretching his muscles. He raises head, watching the sun's rays form a dazzling halo over the rows of black pines, and the sparse sunlight in the forest fell on the grass.

Then he heard a complaint coming from behind him: "I knew your kid was uneasy."

Brando turned around and saw a depressed Curran jumping off the carriage. Since leaving the Shavrond Silver Mine, the old man has rarely wore a uniform. He has a sword, dagger and dagger. He also brought a short bow and a quiver. It looks more like an adventurer, Not travellers.

Hi took a deep breath, although the crisis in Black Forest is perilous, the air is rarely refreshing. Although the air in the forest is wet and cold, it is fresh and fresh.

Curran lowered his head and saw the one's own riding boots stepping on a thick meadow. He stomped his feet so that the snake worms and rat ants under the soil would scatter.

"Alas, scorpion ..." said the old man, shaking his head: "This is really a ghost place."

"I heard that in November War, you also have experience fighting outside the borders of civilization." Brando asked back.

"Do n’t mention that experience." Curran was a bit uncomfortable looking back. The November War ’s tragic sometimes made them have to retreat to Black Forest to fight, which is also the Commanders after the epoch only designed tactics without consequences; both sides of the war They all had red eyes, as if two dying beasts choked each other's throats, but no one was able to step to the other's death first.

The tragedy of the war is beyond the imagination of the descendant. A battle often ends up with only dozens of people in the army, and even a few people survive. There are corpses and blood on the battlefield. Things.

In most cold weapon battles, that's the same scene as Hell.

Brando is clear, and I won't mention it again.

But the third person who jumped off the carriage was Cagliss. This youngster was the last one to get off. He pulled down Madank on the driver's seat and dragged the poor Elementalist apprentice into the forest for a short distance.

"Let me go!" said the male *** who owns Duck as Familiar, but it is impossible for him to be an Swordsman opponent of equal rank in strength.

Cagliss ignores this guy, he looks around, took a deep breath: "This is Black Forest?"

"Why, dissatisfied?" Curran turned back angrily.

"It looks similar to the forest of Haragr Mountain." Cagliss looked curiously into the depths of the forest, where it was as dim as a dark oil painting.

"Hum, I hope you don't regret it."

"Remorse?" Cagliss shook his head. He turned back and grinned, "I still have a little bit at first, but now it's nothing at all. I entered the Black Forest adventure. How did I never think of it before?"

"That's because you were just a little lunatic before, you haven't met this big lunatic yet." Curran glanced at Brando and said in a whisper.

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