Act 163 Brigade Mage's War (2nd Update, Ask for Subscription)

"Mr. Tiamas"

Baron Grudin's words were taken aback, and his face couldn't help but turn pale. The only thing he could rely on now was this undead general of Madara, and if the other party couldn't protect him, that savage young viscount was afraid that he would really kill him with a sword.

But Bai ignored him and said to himself: "But I support it for half an hour, I have this confidence." ”

"Half an hour?" Brando captures the point of the other man's sentence like a real old rival: "What's the point of half an hour?" Or is there some purpose for you to delay me here for half an hour? ”

"If it's not an enemy, I really doubt that you are some of my best friends in life," Shiro couldn't help but sigh, "Why do you always show that you know me so well, even if it's Marisa." I haven't been able to understand it that way. ”

Brando just smiled.

Of course he knew that Marissa was actually White's personal maid, and that the bastard was actually hurting him by saying that. However, even verbally, he was not willing to show weakness at all, which was in line with his understanding of this guy; Even in Madara, he offended a lot of people, otherwise he wouldn't have been assigned to the ragtag army of Instalon.

But he thought so, but he didn't hold it back at all. He continued forward, no more than ten meters away from Shiro. At the same time, Charles was behind him, and the spell was also ready.

"Mr. Viscount." Bai said: "Haven't you thought about why the direction of Ximen didn't give you a signal?" ”

Brando was stunned, he thought of something, and suddenly his face sank.

"Ah, I remember it was a beautiful red-haired mercenary lady, right?" The Undead Knight replied, "Of course, don't worry, my lord, I have very few men on hand, and I should not be able to cause them any trouble. But there is one thing I have to tell you - the men I have sent to intercept them must have been more than enough time to delay. ”

Brando didn't say a word.

Bai said to himself: "Presumably, at this time, Ximen and my kind should have already attacked the city." Of course it's all dirty, low-level skeletons and a lack of command, and you know I don't trust the lower class of necrons. But Mr. Viscount, if you don't go back and make amends at once, let alone the life of that beautiful young lady, I'm afraid the whole battle will be very troublesome, right? ”

After listening to his nonsense, the young man took a deep breath and tried his best to restrain himself so that he didn't smash a punch in the other party's face. He just wanted this crow's mouth to be speechless now, but anger was anger, and it was clear in his heart that there was no need for the other party to lie-

In fact, he has been worried about the situation in the direction of Simon, because, as Shiro said, he has never received the magic beacon of the mercenary leader named Yuta. But if the situation is really as strict as the latter said, the battle situation is not as simple as trouble, it is simply extremely dangerous.

Not to mention the damage caused by the influx of these undead to Fir City, and it also sealed the back path of each of them. The walls of the inner city were low, and they could not withstand the onslaught of the skeleton army. And if you let the other party take advantage of the situation to attack the inner city.

Brando's heart couldn't help but keep sinking.

He didn't expect this guy to dare to divide his troops at such a time, and he couldn't help but wonder if this guy really cared about Grudin's life and death. I don't care, but what I'm doing at the moment doesn't seem to be quite like that. But if you care, this guy's plan is more like a mad maniac.

Unless he had planned to take Grudinin away early in the morning.

Is that necessary?

Grudin, who was only one of the sons of the Count Jean Denel, was not even the eldest son—

Brando couldn't help but take a deep breath, Tiamas hit him in the right place. He couldn't help but look up at the black knight with a gloomy expression, and now he finally understood this guy's intention to stall for time. But the only thing to be thankful for is that he was alert enough not to let the other party's plot succeed - at least now he has a choice.

"**, worthy of the scales of war-" Brando cursed secretly. This was also the era of the First War of the Black Roses. But this guy has already shown that he is not inferior to the wisdom and foresight of the future, and Brando even has the illusion that this guy has guessed what his idea is.

Brando tightened the hilt of his sword, he really wanted to keep this guy here if he could. He would have preferred to kill this guy first than to kill Grudin, but alas, he also knew that it was unrealistic.

Bai smiled at him: "There is still half an hour, let's make a deal." ”

Behind him, Gruddin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. The baron squeezed out an ugly smile from his stiff face, and he smiled gloomily, looking at Brando, who seemed to be unable to retreat at this moment, and his heart was filled with a kind of schadenfreude pleasure.

So much so that it seems that even Fir City, which is now going to suffer disasters, is not his territory at all, and has nothing to do with him.

But that's right, for him, it's enough to build the city when it's gone, as for the people? Those untouchables are everywhere, and he doesn't have to care. Compared to him, he was still more concerned about how Brando was feeling now, and he couldn't help but smile: "Young man, impulsiveness comes at a price. ”

However, he suddenly remembered the price of provoking the other party last time, and his tone subconsciously softened a little: "But I admit that you are very strong, and your strength is always worthy of respect." Of course, if you are willing to put this matter down and put an end to it, I can also make a promise on behalf of my father-"

"Promise that this is the end of the holiday between us."

He seemed to be relaxed and talked eloquently: "In fact, you also understand that nobles are generally not willing to suffer a lose-lose war. But there's one more thing, my adopted daughter is still in your hands—"

He was about to continue with this topic, but saw Bai in front of him turn his head, staring at him with cold eyes under the metal mask. Grudin's heart was cold, and he suddenly realized something, and hurriedly kept silent.

At the same time, Shiro turned his head and waited for Brando's answer.

Charles and Akane also looked at their lord.

Brando replied coldly, "Again and again, again and again, Tiamas, are you a complete fool to me?" ”

"Or are you willing to give up? I know these skeletons can't stop you, my lord, but what about your subordinates? The Undead Knight asked, "Of course, it's all acceptable to me, and that's what sets you apart from me." ”

Grudin's smile grimly, knowing in his heart that he was actually squeezing Brando. But he liked the idea, especially the day before, when he had used the same method to force Brando to compromise. Watching his opponent walk into the same trap twice filled him with a gloomy bad taste.

Brando sighed.

"Tiamas, there is an old saying in my homeland," his hand loosened the hilt of his sword slightly, "one cannot step into the same river twice in one's life. ”

Bai was stunned. But he immediately saw Brando's right hand flash, and the sword had cut through a straight line and stabbed straight at Grudin. The undead knight reacted between the lightning and flint, raised the giant scythe in his hand slightly, and when there was a sound, the long sword flew over with a flash of silver light and grazed the right arm of the baron, and nailed it to an oil painting not far behind it with a 'bang'.

But even when it was frozen, the hilt of the sword trembled.

Shiro glanced back.

And Grudin, who had already covered the wound on his right arm, turned pale and looked at Brando with a hateful look. This was the second time, and he didn't know what kind of hatred this young man had with him, and he had to leave a lesson for himself every time.

Bai turned his head and sighed: "Why bother, Mr. Brando, hatred is not irresolvable. However, I'm more interested in what you mean by that earlier sentence? ”

"There are many explanations for that," Brando replied blandly, "but one of my favorites is that one cannot make the same mistake over and over again in one's life." Because this is too much of a test of a person's lower IQ limit. ”

"You say that," Shiro looked at him, "just to fight me?" ”

"Exactly."

The undead knight's palm tightened slightly, and the metal glove had already scratched and clenched the giant scythe in his hand. He stared at Brando and said, "Then try it, I'll see if you can get around me in less time-"

The spiritual armor composed of soul fire expanded in an instant, forming a silver wall that was close to condensation.

But Brando looked at him and just shook his head.

"Tiamas, you're getting something wrong."

Bai was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?" ”

"Actually, I've bypassed you."

The young man said calmly, his gaze over the black knight's shoulder and on the long sword stuck in the painting. And the long sword that was trembling to itself, the tip of the sword was nailing a card that no one could see except him.

A card with a unicorn female knight drawn -

"The elven banner is flying high, the heart is shining, the sword is shining—"

"Come out, Métisa."

A terrible scream -

Shiro turned his head in amazement as a silver knight's spear had pierced through Grudin's chest, but the Baron still looked incredulous. He turned his head with all his strength, but the spear only gently retracted backwards, and suddenly a bloody arrow shot out. Baron Grudin's eyes fell to the ground like a puddle of rotten meat, and the undead knight immediately turned back in hatred:

"How could it be, Metisa—didn't I already hurt her so badly," he growled in a low voice.

Brando looked at him with a condescending, teasing gaze, "Do you remember that I was a summoner?" Hearing this, Charles couldn't help but shudder on the side, thinking to himself what kind of summoner are you.

But Bai frowned: "It's impossible, and the summoner can't pass over my spiritual wall to summon at a fixed point." ”

Brando smiled.

"So, I'm the special one."

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