Act 165 The Gambler's Roulette (Fourth Update, Subscription Requested)

Act 165 The Gambler's Roulette (Fourth Update, Ask for Subscription)

The halls of Fort Fir were bustling with people, and Brando, along with Medisa, Charles, Akane, and Tigerfinch, watched the mercenaries move in and out, carrying a dusty, huge map out of the basement and laying it across the long table.

The map was laid horizontally on the long table, and everyone around the table couldn't help but sigh. However, only the younger sister of the Wild Elf Sisters asked, "My lord, how did you know that bad guy would put the map in the basement?" After she finished speaking, she immediately glanced cautiously at her sister. Fortunately, this time Flo didn't bother her, just glared at her angrily. In fact, the scene of Brando's promotion element had completely shocked her before, and she still hadn't come back to her senses.

Brando knew that the little girl's 'bad guy' was Grudin, but the once formidable Baron was now lying in the courtyard outside. At this time, he was not in the mood to collect the corpse of this scumbag, and maybe it would be of some use in the future.

He looked outside the hall door, where the mercenaries were assembling in the inner courtyard, and in addition to clearing out the remnants of the enemy, one of their tasks was to search for the fleeing white. Tiamas . Qiu Yue. However, Brando knew that the other party would not be able to stay in Fort Fir, although the guy in the previous encounter could be said to be a fiasco, but Bai would never do meaningless things.

For example, staying here to make trouble for him or something, that is not the habit of the black knights among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. If it was the Red Knight, Lydios, it was possible. But Shiro never puts himself in a senseless position of danger, which is one of the reasons why he is one of the most difficult of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

It won't leave the handle lightly -

"The nobles mostly have some of the same habits, Tia." Brando replied as he thought, "And this thing wasn't necessarily put down by Grudin, and I doubt he has the will to govern the territory." He knew that the map had nothing to do with the habits of the nobles, but that he knew exactly what was in the basement. When the player later overturned Grudin, he wasn't one of them, but he knew everything about it.

Brando looked at the map, which was supposed to be the map left over from the construction of Fir City. Of course, this thing is not from Grudin's handwriting, maybe it is something left over from several generations. So much so that the young wizard on the side frowned when he looked at it:

"It's at least a few decades old," Charles replied, coughing twice, "doesn't this guy care about his territory at all." In the territory of the Wizards of the Black Tower, the wizards redraw the map every year. ”

Brando shook his head, thinking to himself that you think everyone is a wizard? Besides, this is Tonigel, the most barbaric and marginal zone in the whole of Eruin, what else can you expect? He swept the dust off the map with his hand and replied, "In this day and age, it is normal for the city map of such a small place to remain unchanged for decades. It's barely usable, and we don't need that detailed map right now. ”

"In this day and age?" Charles looked at him with a frown.

"Mouth fetish," Brando looked up and gave him an angry look, "Got an opinion?" ”

"No," the young man hurriedly shook his head, "It's just that as soon as the adults said this, they were suddenly filled with a sense of historical heaviness." It seems that when you say such a sentence, you have already stood on such a height of history, and you are really wise and martial, wise and martial. ”

Brando couldn't cry or laugh for a while: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

But he turned around and remembered something: "By the way, the red hand is soft...... No, Flo, what about the gear I asked you to put together? ”

"Huh?" The elder sister of the wild elf sisters seemed to have just come to her senses at this time, was slightly stunned, and then asked, "What?" ”

"Cleaning up the battlefield?"

"Oh," Flo was slightly stunned, "is it a relic of that skeleton?" There's something very strange about that, and I was about to ask you—"

Something weird?

Brando was stunned for a moment, the equipment dropped by a high-ranking general like a gold-level Madara like Kabais would not usually be bad there. However, if it is a strange thing, there are a lot of strange equipment in the Amber Sword, but except for those low-level toys, the strange objects above the fantasy level are all 'small artifacts' that are widely circulated among players. Therefore, when he heard the red hand soft girl say this, he couldn't help but be curious for a while.

However, he was about to ask a question when he saw a sweaty Clensia and the young man in a blue-gray robe walking in from outside the hall at the same time.

Seeing these two people, Brando's face turned grim, and he immediately interrupted Flo's words. Some hurriedly asked each other, "What's wrong?" ”

"Rest, my lordship, you can go at any time—" Krenshia replied, giving him a careful look.

His words were like a signal, and everyone in the hall picked up their weapons and stood up from their seats. Even Akane, who had been talking to Funia, patted the little girl on the shoulder and stood up. Brando looked at these people and nodded, "Then let's go to support Fern and I'll leave it to you, Mr. Clensia, and I'll let Miss Medissa go with you." As for the other side, what's the situation? ”

Medissa listened to Brando's words and nodded to Clensia.

However, the silver-haired middle-aged man frowned, shook his head, and said, "The signal has been sent, and there is still no news at all." I've sent scouts to get in touch, but I don't think I'll be back for a while. ”

"It's too late," Brando shook his head, "we have to go now." ”

"But my lord, I know Juta," said Clenthia suddenly, "even if she doesn't arrive in time, she will definitely choose to hold back the undead of Madala as much as possible." My lord, so I don't think you need to worry too much......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Brando: "It's useless, they can't hold back." I know better than you the tactics of Madara, surrounded by an endless army of skeletons, two or three hundred mercenaries are like pebbles thrown into the sea, and in a matter of moments, their bones will be gone. ”

He pressed his hands on the table and looked up at everyone: "Not to mention the corpse witches and black knights hidden in them. ”

Brando straightened up and picked up Akane's sword, "The only thing we can do now is to set off immediately." All that remains is to pray that Miss Jutta will make it to the West Gate in time. Otherwise, there's only one ending—"

There was silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at each other, but when they saw that Brando didn't say a word after he finished speaking, he picked up his sword and left his position and walked outside, and then left the table one by one. And it was at this time that only Charles looked up from the dusty map and asked, "So the worst ending for the rest is actually to give up Fir City, right?" Your Excellency? ”

Everyone was stunned, not understanding why the topic of young wizards had turned to this.

But Brando stopped at the door and looked back at him, "What do you think?" ”

"I just thought, my lord, you're really as bold as ever—"

Brando smiled.

"Because the cost is too great," he replied, "in order not to lose money." I had to choose the most rewarding method, although the risk was higher. But like I said, does a dead man care if it's one or two ropes around his neck? ”

"That's right, but I don't know until now that you're a perfect match for Miss Roman, my lord."

Brando smiled.

"Your Excellency?" Tiger Sparrow asked, somewhat incomprehensibly.

"What Charles said is exactly what I intended," Brando replied with a nod, "I'm not just going to kill Grudin, I'm going to claim ownership of Tonigel." Let Count Denel think that it is necessary to make me look good, and I will use this land that belongs to him to give him a good look. Victory or defeat is not only about strength, but also in wisdom is the key to the overturning of the general trend-"

"No one can overcome the future—"

He stepped out of the door, and then looked back at the silver-haired middle-aged man, the only outsider in the hall: "Besides, who decreed that a newborn nobleman should only be allowed to have one territory?" Do you say yes, Mr. Crenhia? ”

Sweating profusely, Clenthia looked at Brando with a blank expression. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: either he was crazy, or this young man was crazy, and he was simply challenging the rules of the game between the traditions of this ancient kingdom and the aristocracy.

forcibly encroaching on a nobleman's domain-

If Martha succeeds, then he will subvert the ancient perception of Eruin.

The silver-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but bow his head, and suddenly thought of another possibility - that is, they were all crazy

However, Charles had a different opinion from the mercenary leader. The young wizard looked up and asked unsurprised, "But now it seems that the risk is indeed very high. The undead are just outside the city, and abandoning Fir City will give you no excuse to gain a foothold in Toniger—"

"So, what are you going to do?" He asked, "Or are you going to hide in the forest and fight guerrillas?" By the way, what did you say about the 16-character policy you taught me last time? ”

Brando smiled slightly, and he turned his head. The gaze passed through the large arch beyond the corridor, and outside the door was a deep darkness. But Brando knew that the dawn was only a moment. Maybe the next moment, the sun will rise over the horizon.

However, can Fir City really hold out until the next moment?

"It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen." The young man replied, "Since you have chosen the life of a gambler, you must calm down and enjoy the excitement of a gambler."

"As for fighting guerrillas," he replied, "don't worry, I'm also a descendant of the grandmaster." ”

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