Act 345: Beneath the Abyss III
As soon as the elf girl hugged her head and squatted down in pain, Brando reacted. He immediately looked back at 'Otales' and asked, "She's Ottales, that is?" β
"She loves to play pranks, and I'm Otales." The elven royal sister replied arrogantly and unreasonably.
The elf girl burst into tears, so aggrieved that she just wanted to cry out, when did she like to play pranks, and how did she lose her name. But she didn't dare to say a word of these words, so she could only hold her head and cry silently.
"And who is she?"
"She's ...... Kindness...... Soya. β
Brando actually has an answer in mind.
He had long been suspicious that the Elven Imperial Sister often used equal titles for the Lord of Fire, the Great Sage Faenzan, and even Elranta when they talked, which was not normal for a knight after the wind. Secondly, will the blade knight Otales master the inheritance of the Nine Yao of the Wind Queen, but I'm afraid it may not be?
It's just that Brando really can't believe that the legendary character will get along with him day and night, teach and assist him with all his might, and occasionally play the little elf royal sister, 'Otales' gives him the feeling of being a sister next door, not a cold hero in the legend.
This "answer" case really surprised him a little.
His face remained silent, and he pretended to be suspicious: "Soya? Isn't that the 'Wind Whisperer'? If I'm not mistaken, Ms. Soya seems to have rare long black hair, and she is not so young. β
'Otares' glared at him fiercely with a pair of purple-blue eyes.
Brando pretended not to see it. "And. Didn't Ortales die in the Grey Swamp! I hadn't even remembered it, how did you know the final battle with the Dark Dragon? β
"That's because I sued her!" She replied viciously.
"What is her?"
"......" The elf royal sister finally realized that she had leaked her mouth again, but she still couldn't change this problem after thousands of years.
"I don't want to see you today, Brando! Roll me far, as far as you can! β
The elf royal sister dropped this sentence and disappeared directly in front of him. Apparently really angry, Brando sighed, and as he thought, 'Otales' was 'St. Osor'.
That is, the sage of the wind elves, one of the four saints of the holy war, the queen of the wind.
Nimersis looked at this qiΔ. It wasn't until the elf royal sister scolded Brando viciously that she disappeared, was stunned for a moment, and asked calmly, "Did I do something wrong?" β
Since most of Brando's communication with St. Osor, Queen of the Winds, was done with consciousness, she had no idea what was going on. Brando shrugged. "It's all right, Nimesis."
It's just that someone is angry.
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The real Ortales of history sat in order, looking at Brando with tears in her eyes. Brando reluctantly comforted her, speaking of which, the heroic soul of the dignified holy war was actually made to cry by the queen of the wind, and the character of this royal sister is really bad enough.
Then he turned back and explained to Nimesis about the Ring, of courseβand didn't mention the Queen of the Wind. After all, Nimesis had already seen the previous scene, and no matter how secretive he was, it would arouse suspicion, so he simply told seven points of truth and three points of falsehood and perfunctory first - the key is that the identity of the heroic soul of the queen of the wind is too sensitive, and Brando does not want to be hunted down by the wind elves.
"So, this is the inheritance of the wind elves?" Nimesis looked calm after hearing this. I didn't pursue the question of identity, "but why did I live in the human world." β
"The Legacy of the Mist Elves, to be exact," Brando replied, "After the Silver Flame is extinguished, the Wind Elves today are no longer the race of the Sage War. It is not for nothing that the holy seal has fallen out. β
Nimeis's eyelashes blinked slightly.
"You say, you can't carry two Queen's Rings with you, can you?" She asked again.
"The point is that it doesn't make sense to bring it, after all, a lineage contains an innumerable amount of knowledge, and most people may not be able to fully understand it in their lifetime. The Ring of the Holy Seal is not the more the better, and the greed for more will always be superficial in the end. Brando replied in the same words as the Wind Queen.
"So you won't want it." Nimesis asked, "Can you give me this ring?" β
Brando paused for a moment, but he actually wanted to leave it for Freya. However, after thinking about it, although Otares is titled Knight of the Blade, her teacher Soya is a famous marksman of the Mist Elf clan, and it seems that she also uses a bow, which is not necessarily suitable for the future Valkyrie.
But Nimesis doesn't seem to be an archer either.
"Do you want to?"
"Nope." Nimesis shook her head and didn't hide it: "It's not me. It's Her Royal Highness the Princess. β
"Your Highness the Princess?" Does Princess Griffiin use a bow? It doesn't seem necessary. But Brando immediately reacted, Nimesis was indeed thinking about Her Royal Highness - because Princess Griffiin would definitely give this ring to her brother, hoping that the inheritance of the Wind Elves could change the cowardly character of Her Royal Highness the little prince.
But can a inheritance really change people's character, I'm afraid it may not be. Brando was a little unimpressed by this, and he replied, "Yes, but the Soul Seal Ring is very special, and the inheritance needs to be approved by the Heroic Soul." β
Nimesis immediately set her eyes on the tearful ripple of Otales.
The elf girl was still sobbing, and only after noticing the gaze of the two of them did she sniff and stop. Then he shook his head seriously at Nimesis with red eyes: "No, I have already chosen a good candidate." β
"Picked the right person?"
Brando was stunned, this thing has only seen him and Nimesis since he was summoned. It's not like she chose Williams, no, I've never seen Williams use a bow.
"I'm the one I'm choosing, Sister Nimesis." Unexpectedly, the elf girl spoke amazingly, and pointed to Nimesis and said.
Brando's heart felt awkward. It's not because Ortales chose Nimesis as her legacy. It's because she actually called Nimesis her sister, you must know that she seems to be a thousand-year-old heroic soul - but then again, Otales's mental age at the time of her sacrifice was indeed only sixteen years old, and in this respect, there was nothing wrong with her calling Sister Nimesis.
"Me?" Nimeisis was slightly stunned: "But I don't need a bow." β
"I don't need a bow either," said Ottales, her eyes wide, as if she had just noticed the longbow behind her back, "Oh, my sister said this; I think the teacher has a good look on his back, but in fact, I am a magician. β
"......!" Brando immediately raised his forehead, and the title was Knight-of-Blade. The teacher is a holy archer, wearing a longbow and leather armor, and then declares himself a magician, a wind elfβno. Isn't this a pit dad.
"Yes...... I'm not a wizard either. Nimesis was also a little helpless by this guy.
"Wizard? Is it the name of a magician in your time, but it doesn't matter! Otales seemed to suddenly become serious, "Sister Nimesis, I feel that you have a very outstanding talent for magic, and besides, you are still young, and I believe that you will become a great magician one day." β
Nimesis fell silent.
Brando looked at her curiously, wondering why Otales said that the female knight had an outstanding talent for magicians, and his heart moved slightly. Perhaps because of the coincidence, 'she' is indeed a very good magician.
But she shook her head: "I don't want to be a magician. β
"Huh?" Otales was stunned: "Why, the magician is very powerful, and the magic is also beautiful." β
Brando frowned slightly. For some reason, he seemed to have seen a clear trace of struggle between the female knight's eyebrows.
"Let me think about it." Nimesis replied.
"Okay then." The elven girl was obviously full of confidence, obviously very confident in her magic, and she didn't know where to run away from her poor appearance before. She pressed one hand against her chest and said, "By the way, the magic that I am good at is string magic, ancient string magic. β
"Dragon magic."
Brando was horrified.
Nimesis couldn't help but raise her head slightly, the string magic was divided into two stages, ancient and modern, after the burning down of Babelta's great library. Since then, this dragon-specific magic has extended to a subordinate branch, the so-called modern string magic, which has continued to this day, as long as no specific article is added. String magic is often referred to as modern string magic.
But ancient string magic always had only one meaning, and that was dragon magic.
Brando didn't expect that among the twenty-four knights of the fog elves, there would be a person who was proficient in dragon magic, and sure enough, the heroes of the ancients were all legendary monsters, and even the wizards of Buga had never learned dragon magic.
No wonder she is so confident, she does have the ability to be confident.
Brando thought to himself if it was him. Maybe I'll agree. After all, it's dragon magic, and dragon magic is not the same system as modern magic at all. In fact, most of the spells that modern law magic asks for permission from the war dragon Tiamat are born out of dragon magic - such as the dragon strike technique that the charr blew up half of the Great Temple of Andrfule.
And dragon magic goes one step further, dragon magic itself is a spell that has obtained Tiamat's authority, and it is known as the most destructive spell.
In comparison, the magic of the elemental envoy is almost as docile as a kitten.
But what he didn't expect was that Nimesis was still unmoved, she thought for a moment, and said calmly: "Let's continue to inspect the loot." β
At that moment, Brando just wanted to say in his heart: "No, eldest sister, let's go learn magic." The glorious and arduous task of excavating the corpse was entrusted to me. β
But what he said in his heart, Nimesis naturally would not hear it. The knightess removed a bracelet from Williams' corpseβit looked like a bracer, to be exact, made of flowing silver, and shaped as part of a claw that stretched forward.
"Huh...... This bracelet? Nimesis was slightly stunned, probably because she had never seen flowing metal stabilize into a certain shape.
"it!"
Brando's heart was left with a shock at that moment, if he was not mistaken. This bracelet is one of the top-tier pieces of equipment that will drop when the Wind Spirit players of the Wind Queen Sanctuary kill Williams in the future: Fireflies.
Or the Torch of Knowledge, one of the sacred relics of the Sky Dragon Crystal.
"This ......" Brando didn't know for a moment whether the 'Senpai-sama''s hands were black or red.
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