The Amber Sword: Act 57 Weights

Act 57 weight

Brando sits on a chair, hesitates to face Viscount Tirste, but there is a bright mirror in his heart. It seems that Origin Association is doubting his relationship with the group of Red Copper Dragon Leto. Although he doesn't know how this guy recognized one's own, at least some news came to these people's ears.

And the time is much ahead of him.

Brando knows that the main purpose of these extremely evil people is to subvert authority. The country, the royal family, or the government are their enemies. The purpose of their interest in the Leto group must have originated from Origin Association. They are gathering in the south of Bruglas Influence among refugees.

He couldn't help brushing a smile on his lips, and since that's the case, he knew that already won the room. The weight in the hands of the Lord Viscount from the Manovale region is his life, and the weight in his hands is gathered in the hearts of the people in the Origin Association who want to manipulate it.

It's heavy and light, but that's not easy to say. However, with the experience of Brando in 'Amber Sword', naturally it will not show the price code on the face like a careless noob. He knew that the advantage of one's own was in the possession of the opponent's hole cards.

So he won't give up this advantage easily.

I thought Brando smiled slightly and took the initiative to lower the attitude: "Well, you won -- or your sword won. Lord Viscount from Manovale, Mr. Tirste, but I have not dealt with you, since you think I have a relationship with 'Red Copper Dragon'Leto, then we might as well open the door to see -- and you want me to join you, but your purpose should not only stop here -- "

As he said, he made a gesture to one's own summoned creature in private: let them vigilantly. This is a small means. Brando knows that the one's own action cannot hide the other party's perception, but there is a spirit / mind connection between it doesn't matter -- Planeswalker and one's own summoned object(s). -- Brando originally wanted to let the other party see.

Gestures can convey the right information, or they can pass the wrong tips.

According to Brando's instructions, the two mercenarys standing behind the young noble immediately winked at the others. They took down battle-ax, and left and rightly approached the door silently. These warrior are summoned from Card and represent the collective of the concept of 'Mercenary of Lopes'. They contain all the advantages of these legendary Mercenary -- unity, heroism, loyalty and high tactical accomplishment.

Tirste presses one hand on rapier, his attention is mainly on Brando, but he hasn't missed anyone else. When mercenary acted, his heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows:

These Mercenarys are as fierce as rumored, no wonder they can kill a **** path from the Madara's army.

Brando's misleading takes effect immediately, Tirste involuntarily falls into the trap of thinking. As a result, he is more sure that the youngster in front of him has a relationship with those mercenary -- and is likely to be the leader behind the rumors.

His guess was correct.

But the problem happened precisely because it was just a guess. When he continued to deepen his trust in the hypotheses he raised, -- didn't say anything useful in fact Brando.

The basis of the conversation is based on the assumption that Brando is the head of the Leto party.

If Tirste wakes up from this self-confidence, you will find that there is no word in Brando's words that can be used as an argument for this hypothesis. It is just that Brando has taken advantage of the rumored Lord Viscount's self-confidence and pulled back a previous game without any trace.

Brando looked at the other side nervously, for fear that the other side would raise objection -- or simply stab it with a sword. But in the end he greatly sighed in relief: It seems that at least some of the rumors in 'Amber Sword' are credible.

This Lord Viscount is really a smart and self-conscious person.

Tirste does not have the ability of Brando at this moment to be almost 'manipulating people's hearts' just like driving cheating app. He smiled instead, and a glass of purple-eyed eyes showed his approval. The other party's willingness to acknowledge his identity has become a sincere expression of negotiation in his eyes. Origin Association doesn't mind promising -- as long as they pay absolute loyalty.

"You're not wrong, so what do you think, what purpose should we have?" The young noble put down his sword and asked with a lot of time.

Brando secretly sweated, thinking that this guy is really difficult. He grabbed the armrest of the chair, and calmly replied: "I think a normal person is in this position, he will want to hide this person behind him, what he wants to do. You need to know that tens of thousands of refugees have gathered south of Bruglas, and the response of nobles is With such a delay, these people are like a gunpowder barrel, which is triggered immediately. "

"Well said," Tirste praised, "What's your purpose?"

What's my purpose? It's nothing more than finding a place to upgrade the base. Is it the leader of the farming party? Brando rolled his eyes in his heart, and for a moment did not think about how to answer this question, and simply asked slyly: "What's the purpose of you?"

"I can do whatever Origin Association can do." Viscount Tirste smiled, and answered politely. Not many people know the ring snake ring of Origin Association and the organization's true charter, but there are not many people who have heard the name of this organization.

In fact, Origin Association has been spread as a notorious name all along the Yuanhai coast. Several tragedies in several places have caused people to talk about it. However, compared to the commoner mouth, this organization is just an incarnation of the devil. In the eyes of noble, a Origin Association member is roughly imagined as a ghost who spit a poisonous snake with a smell of sulfur on his body.

Because the actions of these Origin Association member can't be tolerated by any traditional authority, they almost represent the most primitive sin.

Brando certainly understands this. However, he pretended to be a clear look, and he haha: "In general, we are not all people, but we can reach an agreement on this matter."

He answered wrongly.

Tirste turned back to look at other Mercenary, these people are indifferent. He believes that even the slightest change in the expression of one's own eyes cannot escape his observation, that is, these followers of youngster do not object to his words --, which proves that Brando may not lie at least in some respects.

Of course, Tirste must know that these are only Brando's summoned object(s), and they will definitely want to find a piece of tofu and smash it to death. The premise is that there are words of tofu in this world.

But he thought for a while, but didn't understand the meaning of Brando's: "How to say?"

Brando has a valuable proverb -- from his Commander ‘The best way to deceive others is to let them listen to what they want to hear. ‘This sentence does n’t have to be so profound, but Brando thought that beautiful women would lie to people. His upperclasswoman Commander is regarded as one of the most beautiful women in ‘Amber Sword’. Maybe it ’s not a good idea?

He was thinking about these irrelevant things, but he also clarified his thoughts: "Simply speaking, you are opposing this country, and I am also. But you are idealists, I am an ambitionist, it is as simple as that. . "He answered half-truth.

The phrase "idealist --" gives Tirste a good impression: "It seems that we are indeed not all the way, but I understand you. You do not want to join us, but you want to win us, but Origin Association does not Allies are needed. "He rubbed his sword with his thumb:" You are not afraid that I will kill you? "

"You killed my aging country but it was one of its many potential snoopers. It was harmless. But I am alive and there is a potential interest link between us. Maybe you can get it from me. Get assistance here, of course, although it is not free -- "Brando replied sitting in a chair.

"But you must know that Origin Association's job is not to build a new kingdom on the ruins." Viscount Tirste said with a smile.

"Please allow me to introduce myself to the work of Correct. When the old system collapses, the new system must operate on its corrupted corpses, you understand that this is inevitable."

I have to say that you can talk blatantly with your eyes open, and you can't blush or beat, Brando can be considered a talent.

"It's really bold," the young noble could not help but clap his hands and applauded: "Aouine parties gathered, and the local nobles was deliberately trying to gain more independence, but they probably did not expect a small moment The little youngster actually uttered mad words. I ask you, what are you going to use to replace the Corcova family's rule in this land for hundreds of years? "

Brando smiled confidently, but it was hard to hide his guilty conscience. It is just that Tirste did not expect that he was a bluff in front of him. His preconceived attitude occupied his cognition.

"'Gamblers never have the confidence to win.' When the reward is big enough, the rest is the problem of guts. You understand that the risk factor has never been really tested in the hands of the desperate "Brando changed his face, and replied with a proverb from a businessman.

If Romaine is here, she will sincerely agree with this sentence, but she has no systematic understanding of this, like a small animal driven by curiosity, relying on instinct to find danger.

"But then, aren't we doing useless work?" Tirste embraced his hands, his body slanted. The ‘we’ Correct in his mouth refers to Origin Association. The main purpose of Origin Association is to return to chaos, but Brando clearly told him that the order always circulates in the constant destruction and self-improvement.

"Nothing good, what do you think of I will?" he asked.

"When a country falls into civil unrest, civilization will decline. Isn't this your goal of Correct?" Brando used the understanding of Origin Association that no one else could reach, and spoke directly to the other side.

Tirste's slightly changed face mirrored his heartbeat: "It seems you know us very well."

"I know all my potential friends and enemies," Brando replied in a pun.

He has seen sweat on his forehead, knowing that success or failure is here.

On the other side, the Lord Viscount from Manovale couldn't help but fall into thought for the first time. His stance of condescending in the beginning has long disappeared. For the first time, I feel that this youngster is more complicated than he thought.

He doesn't believe Brando's. But Brando's determinedly attracted his attention. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and he knew in his heart that most of the events in history exemplified the scourge of letting tigers return to the mountain.

But what can this youngster threaten him?

"Actually, I still have a question. Have you been to Fortress Husson?" Tirste and finally raises head, the ghost asked this question poorly.

Brando's complexion has changed. Now what he is most worried about is that the other party found that the senior member of Origin Association who died in Fortress Husson was killed by him. Although he has a natural advantage is that he has only the strength of Black Iron in the middle and lower reaches, it is generally difficult for others to doubt him.

But the world is not absolute. At that time, when he killed, he didn't notice the ring, so the Origin Association people noticed his Aura.

Before he had time to think about it, he saw the cold light flashes in the hands of Tirste, and the sword already stabbed at him.

He found it? Brando felt a cold heart, he subconsciously used Skill: Charge, but immediately suppressed the urge to fight back. Because he saw the sword -- of Tirste immediately after he increased ten times.

It is difficult for the average person to be as familiar with the direction of the sword as Brando, but he only recognizes that Tirste is tentative.

Sure enough, the glittering rapier stabbed into the back of the chair beside him.

Brando still couldn't bear a cold sweat.

"mid Black Iron rank," Tirste muttered in an almost inaudible voice, and he frowned: "It doesn't look like that wasteful opponent, but it's strange, so coincidental in terms of time."

In this room, only Brando and Tirste understand what he is talking about. Brando doesn't say a word, but in the heart of curse, the other person is perverted. At this time, he is still suspected of deceiving him.

Tirste retracted the sword and took a deep look at youngster: "Just recently, how much trouble can you create for nobles of Bruglas?"

he asked.