The return of the entire young militia detachment of the third detachment caused a stir in the valley as Bresson brought the food and medicine he found back to the veteran Madden whom Brando knew—or the current Buchi Garrison Captain Madden to a foothold in the Belledo Forest.

Makmie, Ike, Essen, Bertha, Little Phoenix, and the Nibeto brothers, all the eldest sons or daughters of one of the village's families, whose relatives had thought they had died in the battle that night, and who were even ready to accept the reality - now they had returned alive and intact.

The crowd of people fleeing was boiling, though not all of them were residents of Buchi. Some of them may have come from Aomura or Webin, but the excitement affected everyone, after all, it was the first good news they had received in two days.

A good omen may indicate that the coming days will be smooth, not to mention the food and medicine that will come with it, the hungry and cold will be able to eat a warm meal, the injured will be cared for, and everyone will think that hope is not far away, and even the embarrassment and misery of the afternoon will be forgotten.

People always yearn for a better life, even if it is only a little better than now, they will feel satisfied. Some people say that human beings are insatiable, and they are indeed insatiable, but they are also the easiest to satisfy.

Madden ordered a bonfire, a veteran of the November War who was brave and stubborn by nature and would never give in to a few bones of Madara. He didn't care that Kabis and Rothko found them, and according to his words, they could have been let go, and Eruin didn't have a bad breed -

So many people who have not received military training will definitely not be able to hide, so they should be generous.

On the other hand, Freya, who suddenly became alone, was suddenly treated like a hero, and at first Brando was worried that she would touch the scene, but soon he realized that it was an unnecessary worry:

"Freya, thanks to you!"

"Freya, don't be sad, you still have us. Everyone in the village will support you, you are a good and strong girl, everyone knows it! ”

"Freya, are you hurt? Let's show Aunt Akasha why she was so careless! A plump middle-aged woman parted the crowd, and although she had the characteristic roughness and loud voice of a countryman, she could not hide the concern on her face.

She parted Freya's bangs from her forehead, wiped her face, and took a step back to look at the girl carefully.

"Aunt Akasha, I'm fine."

"Really, don't take anything to heart."

"Really, thank you." Freya looked at the people around her, and a layer of mist inadvertently blocked her view. In fact, these people have not had a good time in the past two days, and every one of them is frightened, and their eyes are bloodshot. But here at this time, what is expressed is the most sincere family affection between people.

Brando sat from a distance and watched this scene, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

The warmth of the campfire, the connection between people, and the smell of food in the air seem to dispel the darkness and the cold colors of the mountains, even if it is only for a moment, but people can't help but sigh:

What a scene.

The relationship between people should be so simple.

Brando leaned against the white rocks, staring up at the stars in the sky: one grain at a timeless, or like a diamond sprinkled over a deep purple curtain.

"Why don't you go there?" He saw Roman sitting on a higher place, holding his bag in both hands on the knees of his leather skirt, and a pair of round scalp shoes bobbing back and forth in the air.

"They don't like me."

"Why?"

"My aunt and I are weirdos in their eyes, and besides, there are ordinary girls who want to be businessmen. So it's normal not to be pleased. ”

You know that, too. Brando said to himself, but he suddenly found that he had no impression of Roman's aunt, for the woman was always away from home, here today, and there tomorrow, and only occasionally came back to bring Roman some strange knick-knack that pleased her.

Perhaps it is precisely because of a person's independent growth experience that this future businesswoman has developed a unique character.

"Can you tell me about your parents, you don't think you told me about it."

"I haven't seen them, and my aunt has been with me for as long as I can remember. My aunt said, little Roman, you have to repay your aunt when you grow up! ”

The merchant lady giggled, reflecting the moonlight, and her eyes were bright.

Brando was stunned for a moment, then calmed down after listening.

"That's why you want to be a businessman?"

"Yes."

"What a strange idea."

"It's okay—"

The two talked for a while, and Brando saw Freya walk away. That girl looked simple, simple, and approachable in front of everyone, but once she changed back to the identity of the leader of the third militia detachment of Buchi, she had a faint sense of responsibility as a future Valkyrie.

She promised to take Brando to Captain Madden of the Buchi Garrison, though she didn't know what the young man was going to do. But just like Essen, she has a blind trust in the other party, thinking that as long as it is this young man, there must be a way to lead everyone out of this predicament.

Freya didn't want to rely on anything, she was just curious.

And Brando's plan is this: now that he has joined up with Bouche's garrison and these refugees by a coincidence, and he understands what Captain Madden will suffer next, then he certainly needs to do something at this historical point of divergence.

Indeed, Brando's first thought was to preserve himself, but one cannot live alone in this world. If he did, how would he face Roman, how would he face Makemy and Little Phoenix, how would he face Freya?

What's more, the future Valkyrie's previous helpless cry had deeply touched him. A man lives for a lifetime, and there are so many worries - not to mention that he is a human being in two lives, but he only wants to have no regrets.

With this figured out, Brando felt the road ahead of him open up.

Roman was naturally close to him, and the three of them walked through the valley, through the campfires and the crowds, and finally found the old man by a campfire at the end of the valley. Coincidentally or expectedly, Breson was there too. But Brando didn't care about this guy, on the contrary, his eyes fell on which November War veteran for the first time.

Madden, according to the time in the game, Brando suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen the old man for almost thirty years (the time ratio was 8 to 1).

Madden had a disappointing life in his later years in the game, but he was still a good one, and his only luck was that he didn't witness the defeat of Eruin and was able to gain the friendship of many players. This NPC has a high reputation among players - he teaches stealth action, probing, swordsmanship, and most importantly, he also teaches the warrior's first advanced skill: the Battle Cry of Valor.

The old man is not much different from Brando's memory, and he doesn't even look so old, but the fortitude on his face is stronger. Brando had spent some time with the veteran, and knew the other man's temper, and understood that this was an extremely determined and fearless soldier, and had a fiery personality, so any tactfulness would not work in front of him, and he might as well be more straightforward and express his intentions directly, which might win some favor.

However, he still had some apprehension when he spoke, who knows if the characters in this world will have the same personality as in the game? Although he thinks it should be the same, it feels a little strange when he thinks about it.

After listening to his statement, Madden's eyebrows moved—furrowed, of course. Unsurprisingly, however, it was the young deputy security captain who first objected.

Brason.

"You mean we're going to fail, why?"

Brando's gaze rested on Madden and he heard the old man say, "Young man, I am grateful that you want to join us and do your best for the kingdom. But you don't seem to have much hope for the next battle, and I'd like to hear that, too—"

Brando was unhurried, his biggest concern was that the hot-tempered old man wouldn't give him a chance to speak. As long as he was allowed to speak, as a person who was familiar with the development of history, he was sure to persuade the other party: "Actually, I only have one question, do you know how many Madara undead troops are blocking you in front of you?" ”

The young men of the several guards who were sitting there were all silent.

Madden was also silent, but Brason, who had his eye, replied, "Judging from the battle in the afternoon, it should be the same undead army that began to bite us. Later, another one was added, and I noticed some of the opposing flags, which should have at least two distinct command bases. Unfortunately, the specific preparation of Madara is not known. ”

Our protagonist looked at this guy in surprise and couldn't see that this product was still a bit genuine. Unlike his previous experience, Bresson's conclusions were remarkable with just a little observation on the chaotic battlefield.

However, this did not make Brando look up to him, because unfortunately, Brando happened to be the one who knew much more than him.

"It is not surprising that you do not know the country of Madala and come to the wrong conclusions," he said, "that it is such a country that it has never really been united." Around the time of the Runes and Swords, a group of banished dark wizards came here to become the original lords of the region, and for a long time it was a paradise for bandits and undead wanderers......"

"What are you talking about?"

"Listen to him, Bresson, don't be impatient."

"Hmph."

Brando smiled, knowing he could get Madden's attention. A veteran is a veteran, no matter how bad his temper is, but he can always grasp some key information keenly.

"But at the same time it is a very aggressive country, and the lords who live in darkness are constantly fighting each other, and they are also plundering north, south, and any direction at any time, and Eruin, Cruz, Osor, and even the Banlin region suffers."

"Years of war have given these dark lords a battle-hardened force that, despite its chaotic formation, is not negligible in combat. So if you see two different troops, they can be very different in size. ”

"So, can you describe some of the details of what happened in your battle, maybe I can provide some informational help."

"Brando!" Breson finally couldn't help but stand up and scolded angrily: "You're lying, how can you possibly know about Madara's situation, as far as I know, you used to-"

He was about to say something, but was stopped by the young man's stern look. Breson was stunned for a moment, he could hardly believe that he was shocked by the other party's just one look.

Brando wasn't so strong before, but he was just a hairy boy with a bit of talent.

"Listen, Bresson, I'm not here to argue with you." Brando replied word for word, "I don't expect you to understand what a critical moment this is, but I just want you to know - please be responsible for your actions!" ”

Bresson was speechless, then furious.

"Sue him for what we've encountered, Brason." But Madden spoke, and the veteran's brow furrowed deeply.

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[Note]

In Act XVIII, S'taz is the Elvish.

(PS. The last few chapters feel particularly good, I wonder if everyone feels the same way as me?)

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