Act Forty-Seven: The Oath of Root and Jin Yan
Put on the ring and the angel heart bottle, and use the levitating celestial sphere to put away the mess on the deck - pity that most of the holy water was thrown away as garbage by the Tirmoths, because how could the guests of the Tirmoths, the Grand Master of the Traveling Lord, use such a cheap thing; It was the Soul Reaver that made the elders of the Tirmoth praise twice, and it seemed that the elementals had no prejudice against demonic items.
After doing these things, Brando suddenly felt a lot more confident, and he couldn't be insufficient, after all, there were several more artifacts, sub-artifacts, and mythical items on his body at once, although they may not be anything outside the elemental barrier, but in Vaughnde, he can definitely be regarded as a tyrant king.
"Mr. Brando." The fire fairy prince Rutte didn't know when he came to him and said, "I'm going to give you a gift too." β
Brando was stunned, he was about to open the battle record, wanting to see if there was a lot of magic that was jumping or jumping to the lower levels in this place near the center of the storm vortex, which is the so-called experience points, but at this time he had to stop and look at the other party.
He noticed that the Fcedes family was looking at him with burning eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Miss Tata and the elders of the Tirmoth have a good impression of him, firstly, because he may be the chosen one of the so-called Martha, but mainly because he has won the trust of the other party because of his ability to save the entire Ice Sea Clan and show XiΓ n, so they will be kind to him.
Just as the people of Rousseamin may have believed that he was the king of the earth, but they were reluctant to join the other clans, prophesy such a thing, after all, could not be eaten.
So what is this little fire elemental family going to do?
It was said that the fire elves were not wealthy, and he couldn't help but think of some of the customs and customs that Miss Tata had told him about the four elemental worlds.
Rout bowed to him. The expression on his face, which had always been a little cold, was also loosened a lot at this moment. "I'm going to introduce myself to you, I want to walk with you on the rest of the road, Servant of the Flame Blade, I hope to be with you on your future journeys-"
Wait, Brando is also a bit knowledgeable, thinking that this should be considered an oath. But this oath always made him feel a little weird. But Rout is still a real prince, and if the other party is a princess - well, that's not good.
All in all, Brando was now confused, and he asked, "You want to go with me to the Flame Blade?" β
"No," Rutter shook his head, "to be exact, I want to fight alongside you, Flame Blade's Servant." β
"What are you fighting for?"
"To defeat the Dusk Dragon, of courseβ"
"Are you so sure?"
"I'm not afraid to die for it, Mr. Brando."
"But......" Brando couldn't help but scratch his head a little distressed. He swept his battle log panel with his peripheral vision, which, as he expected, was overwhelmed with green text.
Pages and pages of the battle log flow down like a waterfall, and the green text is a myriad of hints of gaining experience points.
He even heard the exclamations of Andesa and some Tirmothians not far awayβthe latter, of course, in the psychic connection.
The power of the Tide of Mana had descended, and even the people of order could feel their strength increasing rapidly in this place closest to the center of the storm.
This experience is not only an abundance of magic, but also an understanding of order and law. Because after the Tiamat law relaxes the authority, the whole world is like a big book spread out in front of everyone.
- Except for illiterates.
"This is the center of the storm!" White Mist was talking to Malocha: "I clearly feel the law of Tiamat. It's right here, but I didn't expect the violent energy storm outside to be created by the changes here. β
"But how could the lord know about this qiΔ, I think he should be here for the first time."
"Do you know how the first generation of ancestors passed on wisdom, Malocha."
"Forgive me for my ignorance, Lady White Mist."
"It is said that wisdom born from fire is innate, and everything is endowed with wisdom by fire. But knowledge has long been stored in the darkness, and the poem of the cangs was born from the flames, and Martha chose the person from the flames. β
"Your Lord, ...... is indeed special."
"I have a feeling that he may not be from our world."
Hearing this, Brando couldn't help but shudder. Quickly gathered his mind, for fear of being seen on his face. In fact, Rout was also looking at him with blazing eyes, and the fire fairy prince asked:
"But what, do you mean that I am not worthy of you?"
"Poof......" Brando almost choked himself to saliva, and he hurriedly stopped the little goblin from talking, for fear that the other party would become more and more out of tune. This is so immediate, he can't help but have an illusion that this guy is going to show his heart next.
"No, no, no, Root, I didn't mean that, I mean, I promised to go with you in search of the Flame Scepter, but about what happened - shouldn't you be more cautious?"
"But I've already thought about it," Rout replied, "I approve of you, Flame Blade Dependent, I think you are the one who can inherit the will of Jin Yan, the inhabitants of Fsedes have only one follower in their lifetime, and the Fire Elemental Clans follow their protectors, and I follow you, what's the problem?" β
He said a little proudly: "Unless you think I am not qualified, I will not question your decision, but only death can wash away such a shame." β
"Mr. Brando," Tata also flew over at this time, and she explained, "this is the oath of the golden flame, the most solemn oath in the life of the fire elves, and they will only follow those who have truly gained their approval, which is the highest honor." β
Brando turned his head and looked at the goblin seriously, "Should I promise you, Root?" β
"It's up to youβ"
Brando thought to himself that I can't watch you die, this may not be wrong in the eyes of the elves, and even in some human kingdoms, he likes to do this, but he can't accept it, although honor is important, but the price of life is not low.
He respected the sages who gave their lives for the sake of their ideals. But I can't help but feel that this is a bit too trivial at the moment.
But he also knew that this might be the real reason why the subjects of Fcedes were so different from the other elves, and nodded silently: "Toniger always welcomes guests. β
Root, however, looked very solemn and bowed deeply to him.
Fire elves are actually equal to their followers, and they will dedicate their loyalty and friendship to the sake of their loyalty, but if the followers do something disappointing, they will also leave quietly.
Miss Tata added this knowledge to Brando in a timely manner.
But at this time, Brando heard the voice of White Mist spreading his teeth and claws in his heart: "You mean that I will live with this damn flame mosquito in the future?" β
"What's the solution?" Brando replied innocently, "Let him splatter his blood on the spot?" β
"It's not a pity to die!"
Lady White Mist snorted and said no more, though she said it so eeriely, but in fact she was as soft-hearted as most women.
Brando was finally able to put an end to this headache, he knew that Miss Fairy was obviously not coming to relieve himself, and quickly turned his head and asked, "Miss Tata, what happened?" β
Tata nodded, "Nothing serious, Mr. Brando, as you expected, we're in the heart of the storm maelstrom. It was calm and magical, and the previous wear and tear of the group paled in comparison. However, there are some signs of anomalous magical activity in the center of the storm, and I suspect that there may be some creatures hiding in the middle of it, and you mentioned earlier that if we find a creature, you will let you know beforehand-"
When Brando heard this, he couldn't help but straighten up, and immediately forgot about the previous matter. The first thing that came to his mind was that there were creatures here. It is impossible for a place rich in magic to be free of living activities, and those creatures come from the sea of magic. It is one of the most original monsters in the world.
But that's not the crux of the matter.
In Amber Sword, the player's experience in killing monsters is increased by three to five times after the Tide of Mana falls, and this increase is only permanent compared to the temporary nature of the Tide of Mana. And here, at the very center of the magic tide. Where is the closest to the law of Tiamat, how many times will the experience increase by killing these native species in the tide of magic power?
Twenty times? Thirty times? Or is it more?
Brando couldn't have imagined.
But this is also his main concern, and he finally survived the storm, and even sacrificed Akroma and the Dimensional Cave. For this moment. If he wants to become stronger, then it depends on whether these magic native species will be able to give it or not.
"Magical creatures?" His voice raised a little unnaturally: "Did you find them?" β
"On the left side of the ship, behind a cloud of magic," Tata replied, "but where magic is abundant, it is often the native species that live on magic and energy, they may be magical creatures, they may be twilight species, or even aether predators, do we really want to take the initiative to attack them?" β
"Of course," Brando replied categorically, though he added, "Can we deal with them?" β
Now that he had lost Aromma, he was not so sure, after all, Miss Fairy was right, how could it be easy to deal with something that could survive in such a place?
But at this time, the voice of the elder of the Tirmoths, the elder of the Mist Clan, interjected into the conversation between the two: "The Tirmoths are the best hunters in the shallow sea, and there is no prey that we can't deal with, but Lord Traveling Mage, are these prey valuable?" β
Hearing this answer, Brando smiled.
"I assure you," he said, "that they will be the most valuable prey you will ever catch, and probably the most valuable prey ever to come." β
"Then I will keep their heads as the highest honor of my career as a hunter," the Elder of the Mist laughed, and he turned to Miss Elf, "Miss Tata, listen to the orders of His Excellency the King of the Earth, and let the ship turn." β
Tata nodded without hesitation.
β¦β¦ (To be continued......)