"Brando, what Roman said may be true." Freya reminded from the side.

Brando, of course, knew that what Roman said might be true, and she had a keen sense that he had already seen it. But he said to himself, I'm just joking to relax the atmosphere, if you are always so serious, your future Valkyrie, you will age quickly.

He couldn't help but glance back at Roman, and Miss Merchant's gaze withdrew to look at him, and to be honest, her curious gaze was sometimes a little embarrassing—especially for those who had ghosts in their hearts.

However, Brando likes this girl in his heart, and he naturally thinks it is different in his eyes, but he thinks it is surprisingly cute.

He thought for a moment, then turned back and replied, "Let's stop here for a while." ”

"Stop?" Freya asked, "But Mardala's army is behind us, and we will arrive two or three hours at most, so we are running out of time, Brando." ”

But Brando took the ring out of his pocket and shook it in front of them, and replied, "It's the middle of the night, and there will be martial law in the city, and that alone doesn't mean much." If we were to be used as a spy for Madara, it would be all over, you know. ”

"So, what to do?" Freya had thought that her efforts should at least be of some use.

Brando glanced at her. He knew in his heart that he was, if Riddenburg didn't find out about Madara's invasion? Not necessarily! How could the nobles ignore their own safety, they just preferred to retreat in the city and wait for help.

He remembered that in the year of the Cave Beasts (342), the Blood Staff swept through the eastern part of Karasu, and the undead army passed through a single crop. The lord of Yinma ordered the city gates to be closed, ignoring the requests for help from the eastern reclamation area, and led a large number of poor peasants to migrate westward, with the result that the area is still barren and uninhabited.

But even so, these lords were not blamed afterwards, or the royal family was powerless to dictate the lords long before Obercourt VII ascended the throne. This is what happened in the province of Karasu in the north of the Golan-Elson region, which Roman and Freya did not know, but Brando knew very well.

He couldn't say, but his plan was to help Roman rescue her aunt - of course, he would save as many people as he could, if he had the chance; But as for reporting to the garrison at Richenburg, he had no hope of doing so, and Brando never thought of himself as a savior.

It is better to expect those nobles to understand than to expect sows to go up to trees. In the old Eruin era, players clashed with arrogant aristocrats on more than one occasion, and even in the December coup, players were directly involved.

Brando's impression of these guys has never been better.

But on second thought, Freya might not think the same way he did. He couldn't help but look at the other party again, this country girl with a sword in her hand staring at the lights of Ridenburg below in a daze, in the bottom of her heart, there was nothing wrong with trusting the country, but he was worried that she would act impulsively at a critical moment.

However, he told the truth, and Freya would not necessarily believe him, but would only cause a disagreement between the two. Brando didn't want to argue. He thought about it, and suddenly he had a belly case. Of course, the necessary preparations still need to be made.

He pretended to think for a moment, and replied, "I thought about it for a moment, and it seems that we have no choice, after all, we are the people of Eruin, and we cannot completely avoid the risks. ”

"But," he paused, "we're still going to have to be prepared." ”

Brando's righteous and awe-inspiring words made Roman and Freya only agree, and even the attitude of the heroic ponytail girl inevitably softened a little, and she looked at Brando softly, and suddenly felt that this guy was not so shameless.

However, only God knew that Brando secretly breathed a sigh of relief after saying that, and he was surprised to find that he seemed to have found a balance between Brando and his past self. He has never been a rule-abiding person, but in recent days, it has been like a big hand pushing him forward mechanically behind his back, which has made him a little breathless.

But with the gradual growth of his strength, and the baptism of his soul in the dream of the Golden Demon Tree, the feeling of the past finally returned to him. Let him feel comfortable dealing with problems again.

There are even some clever ways of thinking that belong to Brando.

It's a good feeling.

He pulled out the ebony gargoyles statue, which now had a small crack left.

He turned around and said, "You have to be prepared too, Freya, you turn the ring, the flame agate in the middle is too conspicuous." Little Roman, you have to keep your dagger close to you, those lazy guards won't search too carefully. ”

"Is my ring going to be turned over too?"

"No, no one can look at your broken ring."

"Brando, those people are the guards of the city! How do you think you're not too ...... to them What trust looks like. Freya couldn't help but ask.

"It's not that I don't trust much, but I never trusted. You'll know when the time comes, so do as I say. ”

Freya had never been in the city, but she felt more or less trivial in her heart. But after all, Brando is an authority at this time, and she can only choose to believe it.

Brando said as he took out the bits and pieces of his body. It was mainly some small objects found on the remains of the nobleman, and before he had time to identify them, he found that the pipe was ordinary sundries, so he threw them away. And the dark gray stone flake didn't even know him—it wasn't surprising, for there were thousands of materials used to produce it, and it was not surprising that Brando didn't know one of the minerals.

The last glass bead was a little interesting, and Brando found that it was actually a container after the consumption of a soul crystal. In layman's terms, it is a storage item. The spell inside was supposed to be the Ten Feet Silence - a spell that was very appropriate to use to get around some monsters' lair when venturing in the wild.

However, Brando's embarrassment is that as a warrior, he does not have the ability to activate the storage item. He hesitated for a moment before he put them away with the cards, so as not to be touched by the greedy gate guards.

He looked up at the sky, and it was still early.

The three of them descended from Mount Finddeck, and there were buildings dotted along the way. Chiefly in the wilderness, the lonely houses of the night-soaked farmsteads and hired farmers, the farmlands on both sides of the Pine River, one after the other, and a few inns in the wilderness, which were only visited by passing adventurers and those who were engaged in shady business.

Of course, in fact, in addition to the player, most adventurers themselves are not very clean. Not to mention the players, most of the NPCs also confuse them with tomb robbers.

They walked in the field for about an hour, and the towering walls of Fort Ridden seemed to suddenly appear in the night ahead. A brazier was propped up on the drawbridge below the tower, and the light of the fire shone dozens of meters away. Brando tells Freya and Roman to slow down, then slowly emerge from the darkness at the edge of the firelight.

The guards on the castle tower were talking to each other, and there was a faint snoring sound. Brando, who was surprisingly sharp at these voices, frowned and guessed that there were about seven or eight people in the tower.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the sound of conversation stopped.

"Who are you?" Vigilance lasted for a short time, and then a soldier with a pointed helmet emerged from the tower and rushed down to ask. Roman looked up and narrowed his eyes to see that the pointed helmet had a mark of black pine on it.

Brando said that the black pine mark indicates that it is a local force. That soldier of the Whitemane Legion was supposed to be a bunch of wolf feathers, and sure enough, Brando knew everything, she thought.

"One man, two women. We came from the forest, sir, and we saw something strange. My wife and I were terrified and wanted to go into the city to take refuge! Brando raised his hand and shouted at it.

Freya listened to it with shame and anger in the back, what a man and two women, vulgar to death! When she heard Brando say that they were his wives, she finally couldn't help but quietly stab Brando in the back with her scabbard, this hateful fellow must have done it on purpose.

She thought.

Roman doesn't care, I guess she thinks it's good to be Brando's wife, Brando will protect her anyway, right?

Brando has a word of suffering, and he only has to say that to make the guards let their guard down. As for the latter rhetoric, he, Freya, and Roman have different looks, and they can't be called brothers and sisters, and the others are not stupid.

"Do you have any weapons?" The tower asked again.

Freya shook her sword nervously when she heard this. But Brando was not in a hurry, and raised his voice and replied, "How dare you walk in the forest without weapons at this time, and besides, I am a former militiaman, sir." ”

There was silence above the tower, except for a long snoring.

After a while, a basket was lowered on it, and then the guard shouted, "Take off your weapons and put them in the basket." Then we'll pick you up one by one. ”

Brando nodded to Freya and told them to do as they were told. Although his Thorn of Clear Light is more exquisite, as long as the spell is not activated, no one can tell that it is a magic sword, after all, the elven sword still has some circulation in the human world. After the weapons were handed in, they sent down the hanging baskets and told them to go up one by one. Brando was afraid that Roman and Freya would suffer, so he took the initiative to be the first to go up. Freya the second let Roman go first, and then she was pulled up the last.

However, as soon as she sat in the basket and was dragged up the tower, she saw that Brando and Roman were in a state of sword attached, and the two guards were drawing their long swords from their waists and walking towards her.

"What's going on?" Freya asked in surprise. She subconsciously set her eyes on Brando, but she didn't expect the other party to turn his gaze to the side and not respond to her question.

The pony-tailed girl was a little panicked at this moment, she had always regarded Brando as the backbone of the team, but now it seemed that the only decision fell on her. What was she going to do? Do you want to let these people hold them hostage? Are these people doing this as usual?

Answer me, Brando, what are you thinking, damn it!

"Arrest them all, these are the scouts of Madara!" But it was at this time that Freya suddenly heard a man commanding in the corner. She was startled, turned around and blurted out, "Do you know that Madara's army has invaded?" ”

Brando's face was miserable, although Freya had grown. But after all, she is still a little girl who has never seen the world, and she is messed up in a few words, she may think that there is nothing wrong with this sentence, but she doesn't know that the garrison of Lidenburg is most afraid of the person who meets the direction of Buchi.

These people have to keep the news down on the city and wait until the time comes to settle the matter in the future. Brando knew very well that they thought that they could sit back and relax because of the high walls of Fort Riden, but they did not know that the war was going in an unpredictable direction.

"Wait a minute, we're not scouts!" Freya couldn't help but distinguish: "We are the militia of Buchi, and we have a token of the Buchi garrison!" ”

But the voice didn't pay attention to her at all, and shouted, "Take her down, what are you still hesitating about?" The man who spoke came out of the darkness, dressed in a dark set of chain mail, and the feathers on his helmet at the top of the spire proved that he was the captain of the group.

However, this obscene middle-aged man was looking at Freya with lustful eyes, thinking that he didn't expect to pick up good goods this time. Of course he believed Freya was telling the truth, and the militia's armbands were still wearing on her.

But in the backwoods of Buchi, I didn't expect there to be such a wonderful woman.

He touched his chin.

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