Act XXXIII 'Bronze Dragon' Leto

After the three of them left Tulaman's home near Needle Grove Avenue, Bartom finally couldn't help but cautiously ask Brando, "My lord, your elder must be familiar with that wizard, right?" ”

The young man glanced at the red-bearded mercenary leader, smiled but did not answer.

Bartoum was stunned for a long time, but he didn't even come out with a taste.

Although he has always been deeply convinced by the scene of the young knight leading them out of the countless armies of the undead, he can't help but suspect that Brando's words and deeds on weekdays are not like the behavior of a great nobleman.

The young man said that he would inherit a collar, but Bartom still inevitably had some disbelief, of course, he did not feel alienated because of this distrust, and he still worked for Brando wholeheartedly, after all, he still felt that it might be more promising to follow this outstanding young man.

It's just that secretly I inevitably feel that the aristocracy still loves face verbally after all.

But what happened in this moment before this moment has subverted the perception of this mercenary leader a little, unlike Freya who at most magnified Brando's mysterious aura in her heart, Bartom believed Brando's words at this moment:

Not only does this young knight have a deep background behind him, but he may not even have an ordinary background. Ordinary people don't have anything to do with those powerful highland wizard lords, and those nobles who are in their own line don't necessarily keep their voices down when they see the king.

Thinking of this, Bartom couldn't help but glance at Brando in front of him again and scratch his hair.

On the morning of the third day.

The group finally arrived at the 'legendary' Pragues.

Pragues, arguably the centre of the southern Golan-Elson, is a city built on a gentle slope of the Grey Vulture Hills on the eastern side of the Pine River, along a gentle slope.

It has a circle of concentric circles of gray-white city walls, which are raised step by step, and look like a plaster mold from the area of Jianlin Boulevard, so the local villagers generally call Prague the White City.

On a clear day, travelers from Anzek and Dragus can see the shimmering brown roofs of the city and the streets that go up the hillside for more than a dozen miles.

In the Middle Ages, it was undoubtedly a very magnificent scene, symbolizing the prosperity of civilization.

Of course, Pragues is not really a big city, but it is at least a large area east of the Song River that is home to a dense population of 35,000 people, and even in the southern border of the Golan-Elsen, the Pine region, which is probably the most densely populated.

Prague also has the facilities that most cities have – for example, the shops and workshops that line the Black Pine Avenue and the rows of wooden houses of varying heights make up the unique scenery of this neighborhood, where travelers and merchants from the surrounding area gather, and where horse-drawn carts and heavy mules and horses pass by at all times.

Freya and Roman came to such a big city for the first time, and although the two country girls had always thought that Ridenberg and Anzek were the limits of their imagination, they were still deeply shocked by the towering walls of Pragues, the neat streets, and the bustling commerce.

Pragus existed as a military fortress to spy south on Madara until the year of the dagger. Therefore, it is born with a majestic three-dimensional sense, which even modern people like Brando will inevitably be amazed when they see it, not to mention Roman and Freya, two girls who have never seen the world.

Novelty is bound to arouse interest.

Everyone's interest was high, but the Merchant's Lady and Freya soon stopped in front of a silversmith's shop, and the girls always loved this shiny, delicate knick-knack, and the silver of Pragus was famous throughout the kingdom, and its silversmiths were also first-rate in their workmanship.

Freya looked enviously at a crescent-shaped brooch, and Roman fell in love with a small silver box, but to Brando's amusement, they both clutched their bags tightly, a common habit of country girls.

The young man quietly took Bartom aside and asked the silversmith for the price, and the last hundred tors in his hand were spent like running water—but Roman accepted these two small gifts with a little surprise and glanced at him happily.

And the future Valkyrie, Freya blushed and lowered her head and thought about it - before reluctantly accepting it, and then whispered thank you to him.

Brando, who was not surprised by Freya's twisting, was no stranger, but when he turned around, he saw Bartom quietly giving him a thumbs up, and Brando froze for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh. Redbeard had a lot of ideas, he just didn't want the two girls to be disappointed.

After a brief interlude, the group crossed the entire street and found their destination at the end of Black Pines Avenue.

Headquarters of the Silver Wings -

In fact, before they could go in, they saw the ghostly little Phoenix outside. It seemed that the little guy had been doing quite well these days, and had gained some weight, and little Phoenix could hardly believe it when he saw the three of them, and couldn't help but rub his eyes.

"Big sister!"

"Brando!"

"Roman!"

The boy screamed in surprise, jumped down from a rock at the entrance of the cavalry headquarters, and looked at them with a look that seemed to be hallucinating: "God, I'm not dreaming!" ”

When Freya saw this frizzy guy, she couldn't help but subconsciously want to blame. But when the words came to an end, they became: "Little Phoenix, what about everyone?" ”

"Everyone's here, we're all fine, big sister!" Then he looked at Brando again, and said with a look of adoration: "Brother Brando, you already know what happened in Redenburg—some of the refugees you rescued came to Pragues after they arrived in Dragos, and then your story spread. Brother Brando, have you really fought side by side with that super powerful mercenary 'Bronze Dragon' Leto-"

"Bronze Dragon Leto?" Brando was stunned, although he had expected it, but he didn't expect these people to give Leto such a title.

"Little ghost, do you know what it means to be powerful?" As Bartom heard little Phoenix's words, although he knew that this version of the rumor was ordered by Brando among the refugees, he didn't know why the young man was reluctant to show off, but he couldn't help but interject.

"Of course I know, isn't it powerful for one person to lead hundreds of people out of the encirclement of tens of thousands of undead army?" Little Phoenix replied in a straightforward manner: "'Red Bronze Dragon' Leto, I heard that he is a veteran of the November War, and like Captain Madden, of course he is powerful!" By the way, who are you, this uncle? ”

Bartom was almost choked to death, but he was about to answer when little Phoenix's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted, "You can't be Bartom the Redbeard!" ”

"Hey, little ghost, do you recognize me?" Bartom was stunned.

"Of course I know you, but there aren't many people in Praggs who don't know about you now, and it's all going on the streets and alleys - the red-bearded Bartom that makes the undead scared! If you don't believe it, ask the cavalry lords inside, even they know! Little Phoenix said with bright eyes.

"It's a good title to make the undead scared." Everyone loves to listen to compliments, and Bartom is no exception, but he just smiled proudly, and suddenly remembered that the young man who created the qiē miracle of zào was still on the side, so he hurriedly restrained his smile and reprimanded: "Hmph, a bunch of stupid people. ”

Little Phoenix was stunned and reprimanded. However, he has a youthful temperament, and it is natural that most of the tempers of the high-ranking people with extraordinary skills are also very strange, so he doesn't care about it. Instead, he looked at Brando and said, "Brother Brando, you are so powerful, you must be an important member of those mercenaries, right?" ”

Brando laughed, rubbed the little guy's hair, and nodded.

"Cut, I'll just say, those little ghosts on the street still don't believe it."

Freya listened awkwardly, and she glanced at Brando, thinking to herself about the liar. But the thought of Brando's indomitable presence among the hosts made her heart pound, and she had to turn her head to the side.

Roman, on the other hand, was smiling and groaning, not knowing what he was thinking.

While they were talking, the news of the return of the so-called 'Heroes of Rydenburg' had already spread near the headquarters of the cavalry, and the townspeople were naturally bustling, and the surrounding streets would be full of people for a while. Even some of the young men in the Silver Wings couldn't help but run out in twos and threes, wanting to see what it was like to kill people from the tens of thousands of undead.

After all, these people are the regular army of the White-Maned Legion, and some of them have even fought against Madara's troops, and they know in their hearts how difficult the other side is. In fact, the Silver Wingers were reluctant to believe these ridiculous rumors, but the rumors spread day by day, and many of their colleagues in Fort Rydenberg were among the refugees, and the two sides confirmed that the commander of the Silver Wingers, Sir Shaunal, found that they were probably facing the truth.

After all, thousands of refugees are still gathering near Pragus at this time, although no one has ever seen what the legendary bronze dragon Leto looks like.

That's a huge achievement.

Therefore, the views of the high-level and lower-level non-commissioned officers are completely different, and the high-level officials are eager to contact each other to find out what is going on, while the lower-level non-commissioned officers have a faint sense of comparison.

"Phoenix, they're the mercenaries of Fort Ryden?"

Brando soon saw several teenagers emerge from the crowd and asked Little Phoenix to the side.

"Of course, this is my eldest sister's head. This is my big brother Brando, and this is ......" Little Phoenix pointed at Bartom and sold it.

"He's not going to be Bartom the Redbeard!"

The faces of the teenagers changed, after all, Bartoum's striking red beard was so easy to recognize.

"Hehe, count you smart." Little Phoenix was so excited that his tail was about to rise to the sky, he knew that Brando was powerful, but he didn't expect him to have something to do with those legendary people.

Although he had been bragging a few days earlier, no one believed him at all, and seeing the stunned expressions of these guys today, it was worth the ticket price.

But as he bragged here, Brando felt a few malicious glances from the Silver Wingers over there. He wasn't very surprised by this, the reason why he ordered him to go on was to avoid being in the limelight, after all, his strength was still very weak, and he was not suitable to stand on the cusp immediately.

So he thought of finding someone to be a shield from the beginning, and Batum was the best, but he needed someone who was familiar with the ground, so it was not bad to settle for Leto.

It's just that Brando didn't expect that even so, it would still cause dissatisfaction among the military, and while he sighed, he could only be secretly vigilant.

The trouble caused by jealousy for a name, not only in reality, but also in the game, he has seen a lot.

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(PS. The conditions are very difficult, everyone pulls a ticket with a ticket.) ）。

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