Brando looked at Syd, and Syd looked at Brando.
The two people's eyes met in the air and looked at each other.
Looking at each other for a few seconds, Brando still had an expression of disbelief on his face. He turned to look at the sword deeply embedded in his shoulder, and asked West Germany: "You... you want to kill me?!"
"If I really wanted to kill you, this sword should have pierced your head instead of your shoulder." Sid said with a cold face, "But this is also the last warning. I said it before, If you want to disobey orders and catch up, don't blame me for being rude, this is the price you should pay."
"But I have found evidence to prove my innocence!" Brando covered the wound on his shoulder and said with a twisted expression. He didn't know whether it was anger or pain.
"You say I am a spy, right, but do you know my true identity? You can check my identity. Once you find out, you will understand that I will never be a spy, because..." Brando was excited. He yelled, blood oozing out from under his fingers, staining the clothes on the right side red.
The next moment, he was interrupted by West Germany.
"Enough!" West said coldly, "I don't know your true identity, and I don't have time to investigate now. Even if I investigate, it may be forged and meaningless. So, do you have any evidence? It’s not important at all. What’s important is that you have aroused my vigilance, so you must stay here. You must! If you try to catch up again, then believe me, the price you pay will be much greater than this time.”
"You!" Brando was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was unable to defend himself. More blood poured out from the wound on his right shoulder.
Richard looked at this scene and looked at West Germany, already convinced that West Germany was a very strict person.
Under the current circumstances, West Germany would definitely rather kill the wrong 10,000 people than let one go. In this case, it would be really difficult for him to find a way to remedy the interrupted plan. Even if it is found, the effect may not be good, and there may be variables. It's better... to use the most direct method.
All right.
Richard made a decision in his heart, no longer hesitated, and stepped forward.
Seeing Richard approaching, Sid immediately showed a vigilant look and warned: "Hey, boy, yes, I'm talking about you. Don't come forward again. Although I don't want to hurt innocent people, you continue to come forward." If so, I will still take action."
Richard took a look and stopped beside Brando. A ball of cold air came out of his hand and he pressed it against the wound on Brando's right shoulder.
Seeing that Richard "just" wanted to treat Brando, Syd's expression relaxed, he took a deep look at Richard, said nothing, waved his hand and led the team to continue leaving.
"Zhikaka..."
Richard pressed his hand on Brando's wound. The wound froze quickly and the blood flowing out solidified, preventing the situation from deteriorating further.
Brando glanced at Richard gratefully and said, "I didn't expect that you are usually so cold, but you still have a good heart."
Richard glanced at Brando and shook his head: "It's not that I have a good heart, I just think you were a little too wronged. I want to make up for it a little bit."
"You also think I was wronged?!" Brando became more energetic and said with bright eyes, "Let me just say, we are both innocent, why should we be slandered? I am not convinced, I... "
Halfway through Brando's words, Richard spoke: "Actually... you are indeed innocent. As for me, I am not innocent."
"Huh?" Brando was stunned, his expression was dull, and his brain was obviously unresponsive.
Richard patted Brando's other shoulder lightly, without saying anything else, walked straight towards West Germany in front, and said: "Deputy Commander West Germany, you know, actually you should have done it just now, because I didn't innocent."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Sid stopped, turned around and looked over.
Richard spread his hands and said: "The deduction you just made is very good. You guessed almost all the truth correctly, but the only thing that went wrong is that you confused the target. Like Fording, you had an ulterior motive in sneaking into the Pangbo family, trying to hide your strength. The person who follows you to Manor No. 6 is not Brando, but... me."
Later, Brando opened his mouth a little bit, and his chin almost dropped to the ground. His expression was even more unbelievable than when West Germany stabbed him with a sword just now: "It's you, is it really you? Is this possible? Wait a minute, if it is If you say so, then didn’t I take that sword blow just now for you? I was wronged!"
West Germany was also obviously surprised. He did not expect such a reversal. After that, his expression became extremely solemn. He looked at Richard and said warily: "If what you said is true, then why don't you continue to hide it and expose it now?" What do you want to do with your identity?”
"The reason why you don't continue to hide is because your assumption was wrong, but you still left me here, which affected my plan. What you want to do now that you reveal your identity is very simple. I want you to protect Anne." Miss, go to a place with me." Richard said.
Anne, who was protected by many soldiers and magic knights, heard Richard's words, her eyes flashed, her brows furrowed deeply, and the three rings she wore on her right hand shimmered, and she became defensive.
West Germany's reaction was more obvious. He took a step back, made a fighting stance, and shouted: "You want to kidnap Miss Anne?!"
"It can't be considered a hijacking. I just want to ask her for a favor. If you are willing to cooperate, it may be beneficial to both of us." Richard said.
"Hmph." Sid made a thick nasal sound, obviously not believing it, "No matter what you say, if you want to take Miss Anne away, defeat me first and let me see how capable you are."
"Okay." Richard didn't hesitate and walked up.
Sid's whole body tensed, and a rich blood-red light emerged from the broken armor, tearing the night apart, and using his life force to forcibly activate the damaged magic patterns. Then he shouted: "Give me weapons!"
A magic knight quickly handed over a javelin stained with dried blood.
"Snapped!"
West Germany grabbed it hard, shouted loudly, and threw it out.
The surface of the javelin was wrapped in the same blood-red light, like a bolt of lightning, whizzing towards Richard - this was a full blow from the seven-stripe magic armor knight, almost to the extreme.
Likewise, it is extremely slow.
For the rest of the people, it was fast enough, but in the eyes of Richard, who had the peak strength of a third-level wizard, it was far behind.
In the field of vision, the javelin was approaching at high speed, and Richard extended his palm expressionlessly.
"brush!"
A golden light burst out from the palm, forming a circular pale golden energy shield.
This is a light spell, one of the inconspicuous products of Richard's previous research on light spells, called "Blazing Golden Holy Shield". The level is only second level, which is not as good as the "Emsley Shield" that was used before, but it is enough for use here.