After the captain of the roe head guard sent them here, he left with a few cold threats, and Freya gritted her teeth in anger. Brando, however, sat alone in the dark, peering through the light of the torches in the distance to see the small space he was in—this was supposed to be the second floor of the dungeon under the barracks, and there were thirty-two cells on this level, with four jailers, all of whom were light infantry from the One Hundred and Fourth Swordsmen Regiment of the Whitemane Legion.

In the past, when he played the game, who didn't have a PK red name, it was not the first time he visited the dungeon in Fort Ridden, but they were all locked up in the third layer before, and in the eyes of NPCs, players were simply a group of lawless. I can't help but be a little amused when I think of this Brando.

He took the ebony gargoyles statue from his bosom and stroked it, the crack on it was almost undetectable. Then he turned around and asked the other side in the dark, "Freya, Roman, how are you doing?" ”

"Brando, how long will we be locked up?" From the other side came the voice of the merchant lady with a little uneasiness.

Brando thought to himself, so you have times when you are afraid. The two girls were locked together in another cell opposite, a little darker, but at least safe. He was about to answer something to comfort him, but he heard a muffled 'bang' in the darkness opposite.

"I'm! Those hateful bastards, how could we all work so hard for these people! Freya slammed her fist on the wooden fence, her teeth itching.

"Inside, what's the fuss! Do you want to eat a whip? Immediately, the jailer's vicious voice was heard outside.

Although Freya was so angry that she wanted to rush out and beat these guys one by one, she also understood her situation at this time. She took a breath and calmed down.

"Brando, what are we going to do?" She asked in a whisper.

Another voice immediately interjected: "This is the black cell, my aunt said that some people have been locked up in the black prison all their lives and have not seen the light of day." Brando, are we going to do the same? ”

"Shut your crow's mouth, Roman." Freya replied angrily for Brando.

He smiled: "Do you still have hope for those people?" ”

"I count on them all to die!" Freya said through gritted teeth.

"But without their help, Reedenberg would be in danger." Brando walked over to the cell door and whispered.

Freya fell silent.

"At least I did my best," she replied, "and my power is not endless, and I can only do so much for everyone in Buchi." ”

Brando was relieved for a while, and it seemed that it was worth the toss for most of the night. In fact, he noticed that Freya had rapidly matured since her dream in the Golden Tree.

It was in this way that his 'Valkyrie Cultivation Plan' could be implemented, and he had to make Freya his deputy. An S-level general in the game, this deal will not be lost.

"It's good that you think so." He replied.

"Brando, is there anything you can do?"

"Well, you stand back." Since Brando dared to come in, there must be a way to get out. The reason why they are so fearless is because they know that the next night can be called 'long nights and dreams', and the ridiculous thing is that the nobles of Riedenburg do not know it.

Freya gave these people one last chance, but they were locked up here on trumped-up charges.

The so-called self-defeating is nothing more than that?

"Wait, Brando, what do you—what do you want to do? Don't mess around, this is a dungeon! "Although Freya verbally wants those nobles to die, after all, she still thinks that she is the people of Eruin, so it is not a rebellion to rush out so blatantly?

"I'm measured."

"What measure do you have! Ah, Roman, persuade him! Freya couldn't help but lower her voice, on the one hand, she hoped that the guards outside would come in to stop Brando's crazy moves, and on the other hand, she was worried that the outside would find out what was going on inside, and she fell into a deep entanglement and contradiction for a while.

"Brando, I'm going out too." Miss Merchant replied.

"You shut up for me, I didn't let you persuade me like that!" Freya has the heart to cry, have these two people figured out what the situation is now! Escape from prison will be hanged! She couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the thought that two of her best companions might become the most heinous wanted criminals.

Brando took out the 'Highland Servant' card on the other side and threw it to the ground. The little water element produced by the Sacred Tree Secret Land this week was immediately paid for from the ground card, and after a cloud of smoke, a young man in a robe and carrying a large bundle of scrolls patted the sleeves of his robe and walked out of the smoke.

Brando was already clear, before there was no pool of elements. The elements generated by the land card are paid out during the week and lost, meaning they cannot be saved, but they can still be used during the week.

"My name is Charles, Lord Lord, and I'll be happy to serve you." The young man looked at him and bowed deeply to him.

"You're a Highland Mage?" Brando asked.

"Apprentice." The young man added solemnly.

Brando found that he could examine the other party's attributes, and he opened it to take a look. Highland Mage Apprentice with 16 life, 8 mana, and 2 spells. Basic structure (2 mana) and magic arrow (1 mana), the knowledge system is basic magic, construction magic, basic knowledge, local and geographical knowledge, and level 1 heraldry.

"The law magic you learned?"

"Exactly."

A law wizard is a type of wizard in the broad sense of the word, dedicated to the study of the power of laws. Their magic is a spell that manipulates the threads between the material world and the law world, converting them with gem energy to manifest their power.

There are nine factions of wizards in Amber Sword, law magic, elemental magic, string magic, witchcraft, rune magic, holy words, astrology, spiritism and circle magic, in fact, each of these nine factions represents a completely different system of spells, but ordinary people often can't tell the difference between them, so they are collectively called wizards.

But this is not unreasonable, because after all, magic has one thing in common - and that is mystery.

"Brando, who's talking to you?" Freya suddenly stopped and asked.

"Yes, my squire." Brando replied.

"Squire?" The girl was stunned.

Brando took out the soul crystal containing the ten-foot silence technique from his bosom and threw it to the young man: "Activate it." ”

Although the warrior can't use the magic storage item, but the mage apprentice can, Charles took the crystal bead and injected 1 mana, and the surface of the soul crystal lit up slightly-the surrounding became silent.

It was as if an invisible monster suddenly appeared in the darkness, swallowing out the sound in one gulp. Freya over there was also taken aback, and she found that she suddenly couldn't make a sound. Of course, she didn't know that it was Brando's masterpiece, and her heart pounded for a moment - after all, most ordinary people reacted to mysterious spells in this way.

Charles nodded to his lord.

Brando turned around and took the opportunity to slam his fist into the wooden fence of the dungeon's arm. After the Battle of the Golden Magic Tree, Brando's hands were already more abundant than ever, and his total experience of 965 points was enough for him to raise the mercenary to level 8, and then the militia level to level 6. After increasing his total level to 15, his strength has reached 5.4 energy levels. And after the power exploded, it exceeded 10 energy levels.

He slammed his fist into the wooden fence, the sturdy pillar snapping through the middle, and then flew out and slammed into the railing on Freya's side. But within the scope of the silence technique, you can only see the wood cracking silently, sawdust flying, two pieces of wood flying over and hitting the other side, silently bounce away, fall down and bounce twice.

Brando walked out of the gap more than a person's width, and then Charles. He grabbed the chain on the railing opposite, and pulled it like a hemp rope to deform it, then break it, and then open the door again, and the duration of the silence was just now over.

"What, you want to stay a little longer?" Brando asked with a grin as he stood at the door of his cell, looking at the two girls with surprise on their faces.

"You, you, you just came out like this?" Freya couldn't believe what she had seen, it was so lawless! Judging by Brando's skillful technique, it seems that this is not the first time he has done such a thing!

Brando laughed, those aristocratic lords really treated him as a nameless militia, it was a joke. He had escaped from prison in the game not a hundred times before, but he also had a successful experience in a small place like Fort Ridden, even the Iron Thorn Fortress in Ampesel, the port capital.

Players have always ignored the rules of NPCs, and there was also a strong man who escaped from the capital prison in Gruze, which was a sensation on the forum.

He thought to himself that he was going to stay here until tomorrow morning, wouldn't he be sorry for who he used to be as a player?

"Who is he?" Freya noticed that there was another person next to Brando.

"Honorable lady, I am a servant of my lord." Charles bowed his head and saluted the two girls.

"Servant?"

"Your Excellency?" Roman and Freya almost lost control of their voices, what is this? Could it be that the dungeon is some kind of mysterious space, why did Brando inexplicably become a lord after going in and live for a while, and there was an extra attendant.

Freya couldn't help but pat her face in case she was dreaming, she couldn't help but think that if the young man who lived alone in the old mansion and hadn't seen anyone for months was a lord, then wouldn't she be a Valkyrie?

What's more, "You—How did you get here?" She couldn't help but ask.

"As you can see, I'm a mage." Charles replied with a good moment. This made Brando praise a lot, and this's ability to talk nonsense was almost on par with his own.

"Mage Apprentice." Freya gasped.

"You, you, you're a Highland Knight, Brando turns out you're a Danielle!" She looked at Brando with an incredulous gaze. There is only one type of mage in this world who can appear as a knight's servant, and the Highland Knights of Karasu Province have been allied with wizards for three hundred years, forming the strongest military force in Eruin - the White Knights - and the Highland Knights and their friendship with the mage are already one of the well-known legends of Eruin.

At this moment, Freya had already decided that Brando was a noble young man from a family of highland knights. No wonder, no wonder he's so powerful, no wonder he's so calm in everything, it's a knight. She suddenly lowered her head, and thought of why this abominable fellow had come to approach her and Roman when she was obviously a nobleman, and they were just two little commoners—yes, he must have bad intentions!

She immediately put some of the vices she had heard from Aunt Sil about nobility on Brando's head, and then quietly shrank back.

Brando obviously didn't expect their future Valkyrie to be so capable of divergent thinking, and thought that she was too shocked to accept this fact. In fact, he couldn't help it, since they thought it was better to accept, and it saved the trouble of explaining.

He couldn't help but shake his head and glance at Charles.

The reality is so helpless.

"All right, young ladies. It's almost time, come out quickly," Brando watched Roman hide in the dark and look at him with sparkling eyes, full of curiosity, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "You don't really plan to stay in there until dawn, do you?" ”

"Brando, are you really a knight?" Roman asked suddenly.

"No, I'm Brando." He replied.

"Then I'll come out."

"Please—"

……

(PS. will explode, everyone rest assured.) Ask for a ticket!)