The first time Brando set foot on the land of the Grey Mountains, he had a real feeling in his heart - 'Wionmervas Lit', the mountains like fangs reaching into the sky - and the mountaineers described the northern mountains in their language as the most subtle rhetoric for those steep and sharp peaks with gray calcareous cliffs. The twisting and rolling ridges turned the distant skyline into the same twists and turns, the light gray sky overhead, the vast deep valley at their feet, the sun pouring on the cliffs on the other side of the valley, and the shadow of the mountain peak in which they were located, some unknown bird of prey hovering in the distance, and the shrill howl of the occasional reverberation between the mountains far and near.

The little prince whispered to them that it was the Grey Falcon, a bird of prey that dwelt only in the Grey Mountains, and Brando remembered that it was close to Haruzer's homeland.

If you look beyond the mountains, you can see the lowlands where the Bulei people have lived for generations, and the vast plains to the north, with scattered hills and black pine woodlands, and a huge royal capital. He asked the little prince if he had chosen this path when he fled, and the little prince said yes, but at that time they had left in a carriage at night, and entered the gray mountains in the dark night, and they were in a state of anxiety, and the mountains that could not be reached out looked at were like sleeping beasts, which made a deep impression on him. And now that I'm with the teacher, I don't have to worry about it anymore.

The little prince's words made everyone laugh, and the carriage was as warm as spring, and in addition to Brando and Roman, there were Magdal, Dilferry, and Nimesis, among whom the nun and the Countess were the owners of the carriage, and the merchant and the little prince, were crowded up—it was not that a certain eldest lady did not have her own carriage, but that Dilferry's carriage had a special charcoal brazier, so the sneaky lady had this in mind from the beginning. Try to coax the soft-hearted Miss Earl to invite them into the car.

Fortunately, Mademoiselle Countess did not mind at all, and she was more glad to have a few more men to talk to her, and little Roman chattered and had endless stories, most of which were made up, but also took advantage of Dilferry's heart, and it was not long before the two became good friends who talked about everything. Only Princess Magdal listened with a shallow smile on her side, as if she had no intention of intervening in the topic. He only spoke occasionally when asked, but there was something to every word, showing the demeanor of a nun princess of the Temple of Fire.

The carriage drove briskly for a while, and there was a knocking in the carriage, and Brando opened the door, and a cold wind poured in from the outside, causing the temperature in the carriage to drop several degrees sharply, and the faces of several ladies were pale—except for Nimesis, of course, and the female knight sat beside Haruzer with the brass hilt, her long eyelashes drooping. Counting the tassels on the curtain of the carriage.

Outside the carriage door, Yuta's weather-stained face was revealed, and the former mercenary captain and current captain of the White Lion Guard sat on horseback parallel to the carriage, and when she saw Brando open the door, she leaned down slightly and said to him, "My lord, it's time to Fort Tishco." ”

It turns out that it has arrived.

Brando slows down the carriage, then jumps out of the carriage and closes the door. As soon as he stepped on the land of the Grey Mountain, he suddenly felt a real feeling in his heart that this was the first time he had crossed Ampesel since he had come to this world. When he came to this northern land, he seemed to remember the situation of running and struggling with everyone on this land. I couldn't help but subconsciously glance back at the carriage, but I couldn't see the look on the face behind the window through the foggy window. At this time, the female mercenary leader had already brought him a war horse from behind, he silently took the reins from Yuta's hand, turned over on the horse, and then asked casually: "How is it, are you still used to it?" This northern land? ”

Yuta was a little surprised that her lord was like a master, she wiped the frost and snow on her eyebrows, shook her head and said in a somewhat amused tone, "My lord, I am more familiar with this land than you. ”

Brando was slightly stunned and looked back at his subordinate. It was as if he had never asked them where they came from.

"You're from Grey Mountain?"

"Sort of...... We lived in Corcova for a while before my sister's accident, and I hated the nobility so much that I sometimes wondered if I had come to my senses sooner...... But anyway, I don't want to talk about these things again......" Yuta suddenly sighed, looked at the rolling mountains with some interest, and replied softly.

Brando nodded and stopped asking.

Jutta was the captain of the guard for his trip, but not the best candidate, the most suitable person should actually be Curran, but the old man had now insisted on not meddling in the affairs of Tonigel, and after the Count of Denel was imprisoned, he bought a piece of land in the Mintai area, as if he was determined to be a leisurely manor or an old farmer. However, Kuran still recommended Juta to him, and of the five mercenary leaders under his command, Leto deliberately stayed away from the power core of the fir lord, and only wanted to make the life of the refugees he brought out of Ridtenburg better, and Calglis and others privately called him the leader of the refugees, but the bronze dragon was also disrespectful; And the red-bearded Bartom is obsessed with the cause of local security, as if being a sheriff has satisfied him, he once confessed that he has no ambitions, and his current life is already his pursuit.

For the two mercenary captains who followed him first, Brando had no intention of forcing it, not to mention that he knew that Bartom was indeed limited in ability, and it was all his ability to be a local sheriff, so he often complained to Antitina.

The three mercenary captains who joined later were more ambitious, and Clensia became Antitina's subordinates, who began to be in charge of the logistics of the territorial army, and are now almost in charge of the army; Fern had already made his mark in the White Lion Guard, and his military experience in the Karasu Heights made him the most comfortable of the three mercenary captains in Brando's army, and after the Autumn War, he had become another important deputy to Karglis, who intended to put him in command of a cavalry, but this army had not yet been formed.

Only Yuta, the female mercenary leader's gaze seems to be limited by the experience of mercenaries, she was quite good when she was a mercenary leader, but after joining the White Lion Guard, her appearance was very ordinary; Antitina was grateful for the qualifications and loyalty of these mercenary leaders. Wanting to give them a better position, both Fern and Clenthia have the ability to accept it, only Juta's position is embarrassing, and she is unwilling to take the position just by virtue of her relationship with the lord, so she has been a small infantry captain in the White Lion Guard.

And when Brando receives the mission and has the heart to find a commander who is capable of commanding a small team. Juta was the first to come into his sight, and Kuran offered him a proposal to him, and Yuta's experience in commanding such a mercenary-like guard made up of multiple classes and classes would make her extremely useful.

Of course, he actually has a better option, and that is Freya. However, it was a bit overkill to have Freya as the captain of the Legation Guard, and the point was that she had only just gained a little prestige in the country, and now she needed to stay and strengthen her position in the southern army. On the other hand, both he and Nimersis are on missions to the Empire, and the princess needs a loyal general by her side. Let Freya stay in Eruin, partner with Antitina, plus a Karglis and Kirwen in Sylman, and the situation in the south will be much more reassuring to him. Even if the old nobles wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, Her Royal Highness the Princess and Tonigel would not immediately fall into danger, not to mention that he also left behind the Dryad and the White Lion Guard, so that Freya had enough military power to use.

With this in mind, he ended up choosing Yuta. He was also very pleased with the mercenary chief's cousin, who brought Medisha, Charles and Hipamela with him in this legate. As well as the mercenary group of Tiger Sparrows, the regiment belonging to Mars in the White Lion Guard, hundreds of steel golems, and gargoyles flying in the sky, several witches, and four Valkyries. There was also a certain lady who could not be seen in the dark, and the female mercenary captain used her experience to arrange these different people, different soldiers, and war planes properly.

In addition to the White Lion Guards and the Tiger Sparrow's mercenary group on the surface, Brando hopes that the steel golems and gargoyles provided by the Buga will be hidden, not to mention the witches and Valkyries, and it is better not to see the light if they can't see the light. Overnight, Juta divided the troops into two parts and gave them a route to march. She is very experienced in how to travel in the mountains and not get lost, and many of the routes she has developed are the ones that Brando used in the game in his previous life, and Brando is full of praise for it.

After more than a week of traveling, Brando was already completely sure that it was completely condescending to make this lady an infantry captain, some people were born to be mercenary captains, elite detachment commanders, and Yuta was undoubtedly such a talent.

Then Brando looked up at the long procession of the narrow mountain road—mainly five carriages, the first of which carried the envoys of Eco and Count Yanirasu, the second of which was the fleshy son of the Grand Duke of Carasu, the third of which was of the daughter of the Grand Duke of Viero and the seven or eight-year-old little Lori of the Goran-Elson family, and the fourth was the carriage of a certain merchant lady, all of whom were accompanied by several retinues, plus the White Lion Guards, who were guarded by them. As a result, the mountain road, which was not spacious in the first place, was congested.

This was because Brando had wisely placed the legislature's guard, which numbered several hundred men, behind the convoy, leaving only a small cavalry in front to clear the way, otherwise they would have to block the mountain road and not want to move.

And in front of this bloated team, the shadow of a wall has appeared, this wall is lying across the mountain road, the dark tower on one side of the steep mountain wall, on the other side seems to be half overhanging on the deep cliff, from a distance, the momentum is awe-inspiring, this is the castle of Tisco, the most important pass from the province of West Fach to Kolkova. Brando had been here a few times in the previous game in the game, but because of the player's deposit, the fortress was not so solemn in the game, it was much more lively, and he remembered that there should be a market formed spontaneously by the players on this mountain road.

He led Juta apart from the crowd until he reached the bottom of the walls, where Meditha and Charles were already waiting, and the second in line to the throne of the Grand Duke Karasu, who walked like a ball of flesh rolling on the ground, and after a few days, Brando had figured out what to pronounce the man's awkward name—Ephram or Auguste. When Ephram saw Brando coming, he couldn't help complaining loudly to him, saying that this poor and remote place was full of uninformed hillbillies, and he would not open the door until he saw the Count himself. didn't give him face at all.

Brando was already immune to this kind of complaint, but he also had some doubts in his heart, generally speaking, these soldiers below would not offend the nobles lightly, after all, there were not many people who dared to pretend to be nobles like him before in this era, according to Ephram. Either someone is deliberately making things difficult, or there is a fear that something is going on in the fortress.

He turned his questioning gaze to Medisa and Charles, and the elven princess frowned and replied softly, "Listening to their tone, it seems that there are thieves in the fortress." ”

Hearing this answer, Brando almost thought that he had been troubled by the viscount of Tiskoburg, and this excuse was too clumsy; This fortress is not only inhabited by soldiers and officers, but also by their families and nearby mountain people, and it is not too big or small to be considered a town, and if there is a thief, martial law will be imposed on it. Then I am afraid that there will be three hundred and sixty-five days of a year, and twenty-four hours a day.

However, Charles obviously wanted to know more about the human situation here, and he hurriedly explained with a smile: "My lord, I have asked, Mr. Ephram may have misunderstood, I heard that it is because the thief stole some things from the owner of this place, so the current situation is possible. ”

Brando's sudden realization, and that made sense. A nobleman, especially a military aristocrat. actually called a thief on his own territory to patronize him, which would make everyone furious. Although in many of the country tales of Eruin, the story of the thief and the nightingale is boasted of as a god, and these righteous incarnates seem to be specifically troubled by the nobles, who do chivalrous acts and robs the rich and give to the poor, but in fact they are. Those who really understand this profession will understand that most of the existence of these gray areas of life in a certain place is actually inextricably linked with the aristocracy, which is not to say that the aristocracy secretly supports the work of these people, but precisely to protect the rights and interests of the nobles from being violated. Therefore, how many thieves and thieves there are in the local area, and what the identities of these thieves are, most of them are clear in the aristocratic circles, and the nobles occasionally buy dirty things from them, and other than that, the well water on both sides basically does not interfere with river water.

Therefore, the perpetrator must have been an outsider, but Brando became curious again, wondering who would dare to be so bold.

Soon, the guards identified them, squeaked and lowered the drawbridge, opened the gates, and let them into the fortress. Brando stared at the slowly rising city gate, knowing that the so-called identification was just a pretense, and most of the time that had been delayed before was just to report to the Viscount, and these guards below were unwilling to take responsibility, so he asked the Viscount to let them go in person.

It's just that what Brando doesn't know is that the daring bandit he muttered about is really a real local, not some outsider.

In Fort Tishko, two carriages were parked under the shade of a tree—though the so-called shade was only a few lonely dead leaves, barely falling; Outside the carriage were a number of servants, who at first glance did not look like attendants from the nouveau riche in the countryside, and although they were glamorous on the surface, they looked lazy and lazy at first glance, as if they still retained the habit of idleness before they became servants of the nobility. And these servants were well-trained, and their masters did not open the door and get out of the carriage, so they stood in two rows in the carriage, without saying a word, without squinting, as if two rows of puppets were about to take root in the ground.

As for the two carriages, one had its coat of arms removed, while the other had a black wolf on it, and in fact the wolf's emblem alone was enough to stop anyone in Fort Tisko, as it was the family crest of the Grey Mountain family.

Two young men sat in the carriage.

Two young ladies to be exact.

Or a seventeen or eighteen-year-old aristocratic daughter, and the other is a girl with curly hair under a huge scholar's square hat, with thick glasses, like an old pedant, but she is very short, like a dwarf, and even her breasts have not yet begun to develop, mediocre, at a glance, it is understandable that this is a real Lori, and from the grade, it seems that she is only eleven or twelve years old.

The two were obviously talking, but surprisingly, it was the little girl who seemed to have not even changed her teeth.

I only heard her say: "It's slow, it's slow, I hate unpunctual guys the most." ”

The noble daughter was obviously a little worried, and asked cautiously, "Chiara, they seem to have noticed that something has been lost." ”

"Of course they'll find out," Lori replied as a matter of course, "that Viscount is not an idiot. ”

"But are we going to get in trouble?"

"Trouble, of course not," Kiara turned a card-like thing in her hand and looked at the gadget with interest: "I'm just a little interested in this thing, do I dare to disobey him if I tell him to give it to me?" I just didn't want to owe him a favor, so I had to do it myself, and I missed it or something, and that kind of thing didn't appear in my dictionary yet. ”

…… (To be continued......)