"Brando?"
A crisp, curious voice rang downstairs. The voice resembled a string of bells, falling on the ground in the darkness, resounding crystal clear, with a kind of magic power that reached the human heart.
Brando seemed to have hit an arrow, and he stood upright in place. He slowly turned around a little bit, moved his neck stiffly, his eyes swept across the dark hall, and landed on the familiar face.
The merchant lady looked up at him.
She is wearing a thick leather skirt that is very simple in the Buchi area. A bulging leather bag is hung on the leather skirt. She holds a hammer in both hands and presses it on the leather bag. She wears thick gloves and steps on a pair of playful circles. Scalp shoes, long hair looming high behind his head, bright and flat forehead reflecting the bright moonlight.
In the dark brown eyes, the curiosity and concern that didn't change their original intentions were flexibly reflected.
'Kang Dang—'
The hammer slipped from the merchant's hand and fell to the ground.
Brando opened his mouth.
But I can’t call that name—
"Out there is Madara's army, I will take you away, this time they can't stop us!"
"I will take you to realize your dream, this time I must make you the richest businessman in the world!"
"Follow me, Roman..."
He has something to say--
But he couldn't say a word.
The merchant girl folded her hands on her purse and smiled shyly at him with her mouth pursed.
"I know."
"I know Brando cares about me."
"It's not just Roman, because Brando also has his own ideals, we agreed."
"Do you remember the first time we secretly went out for an adventure, that nasty profiteer wanted to lie to us for money, and Brando fought them desperately?"
"Brando, I don't know where you are going, but I will always try to keep up with you."
"Even if everyone hates Roman and Aunt, Brando will always be on Roman's side."
"So no matter what Brando is going to do, Roman will always be on Brando's side."
Brando rushed to the railing of the corridor in two steps, just grabbing the handrail, almost crushing the piece of wood, holding his knuckles white.
At that moment, he suddenly understood how important this sad merchant lady was to him.
He is destined to be a lone traveler, a passer-by who has to face the whole world alone.
However, in this world, there is a person who always cuddles with him.
She is often confused, sometimes ignorant of the general situation, stubborn, will lose her temper, and sometimes have some weird ideas, clever, wise, and exceptionally talented.
But these are not the real her.
And only the merchant lady who stood behind her forever and followed his steps, after all, carved the deepest trace in his heart.
"Brando, don't pinch my face!"
"It hurts—"
He opened his mouth, almost suffocating in pain, but in the end he shouted out:
"Roman, follow me."
"I will take you out of here!"
"Go on an adventure with me!"
"Do you want to see the other end of the Black Forest? That is the most magnificent scenery in the world! Let's go together, and our caravan, travel everywhere in this world!"
The smile on Miss Merchant's face was even worse, and she was so happy that she almost giggled.
But in the end, he patted his little bag lightly.
He raised his head and said to him proudly:
"I'm leaving, Brando."
"Why?" Brando felt himself sniffed.
Roman thought about it for a moment.
"Because the road ahead is still very long, Brando, I have to go down, I will wait for you in front."
"Then wait for me—"
Brando blinked.
He said solemnly: "You must wait for me, you must wait for me, because I will definitely catch up."
The businessman nodded with a smile.
"I will wait for you, Brando."
She took a breath.
Sniffed gently.
He pressed his heel to the ground and turned around with it as the center of the circle.
As she walked forward, the moonlight fell on the ground through the door, imprinting her long shadow. She walked three steps, stopped again, looked back at Brando, and walked out contentedly.
Brando silently looked at the back of the merchant lady and disappeared from his vision.
He suddenly raised his head and pressed his nose and eyes tightly with his hands.
Outside the door may be the mountains of Buche—
It's just that the bright starry sky that night lies across the bright river of Song Hoshiye. I wonder if it still remains in this dream
He heard the sound of mountain breeze in his ears.
Is crossing the wilderness, over the sleeping Buche.
…
The will of the dusk finally penetrated the law of Tiamat, a thought of this great will, which is setting off storms and tides on the sea of magic, and descending on the world called Vonde.
The storm projected outside of the elemental territory finally resonates in the material world.
Thousand-year tides are formed outside the elemental barrier in a way that is visible to the naked eye. What people on the earth see is a purple-black wave sweeping across the sky. The magical power screams wherever it passes, the border of the black forest is about to move, and the monsters in the wilderness. The nest is born out of thin air.
But in Rusta.
In the illusory vision of the nun princess Magdal, all she saw was that the dark shadow falling from the sky hit the monster that was tearing her chest apart, and the latter carried a twisted force through the gap in space. , The moment it touched the monster, the monster unexpectedly exploded like the whole body was flattened into a piece of paper.
Countless stumps and pieces of meat shot out in all directions, and there was a rain of flesh and blood.
She was finally woken up by the bloody storm.
Recovering from the illusion, I realized that what I saw was not the shadow of fate reflected in the lake of the abyss, but the real drastic changes around me.
But she had just realized this when the group of black shadows had already crashed on the floor beside her, the walnut planks burst open, and the broken sawdust fluttered like a butterfly.
Magdal felt that the floor had been penetrated by the opponent in this hit. In fact, the entire floor had begun to collapse, and she felt that she had fallen with it.
Then she heard an angry scolding:
"Damn it!"
"Ms. Baiwu!" Magdal exclaimed in surprise, exhausting the last trace of her strength.
"Huh?" Bai Wu's mind was still in chaos. The law of chaos in the space fissures had a small impact on her, but she still barely distinguished that the owner of this voice was at least someone she knew.
It's just that she doesn't have time to think more at this moment.
Because the whole world is shaking at this moment.
The coercion of the twilight will came to this world one by one, and with that furious will, the stone slabs on countless streets were instantly turned into dust.
Even Magdal felt the shudder of the outside world inexplicably. She wanted to say something, but at this moment she couldn't help but shut her mouth.
Besides, she felt that she was about to fall to the ground.
But at this time Bai Wu said:
"Hold on to me, don't think too much when you go through the gap in space—"
"what?"
"Don't think too much, and thank Brando for giving you a real good thing."
The aristocratic manor where the Antobro envoy stayed was turned into powder at that moment...
It's just that at this moment, few people have the leisure to care about the fate of outsiders. In the San Kantipei Palace, the crystal clusters are pouring into the White Rose Garden one by one. The Flame Family Knights guarded the tunnel entrance and desperately resisted, but the line of defense was still retreating.
The existence of sages appeared in the crystal cluster.
The entire Millennium Emperor of the Cruz people seems to be experiencing a terrible earthquake. A large area of the ceiling is falling off the heads of everyone. The ground begins to collapse, the mud and sand are all under, and some tunnel entrances are unavoidably exposed. In contrast, they are swarming in a blink of an eye. And to the army of crystal clusters.
Little Nidevin went crazy looking for his daughter, but after the silver elf little princess met the royal housekeeper for the last time, she found that she could no longer find her.
The teleportation circle is being activated for the last time—
Shire and the remaining witches all stood up, only Knudell and Vala still presided over the spells outside the teleportation array. After entering the holy realm, the latter was able to go far without resorting to the magic array. Distance teleportation, so I will stay to do the final work.
As for the former princess of Eruin, Knudell was determined to wait for Brando to return.
Metissa wanted to be with her, but was persuaded by the latter.
At this moment, several people are looking solemnly at the east of Rusita—
There, a huge black sphere was suspended above half of the imperial capital. It was like a black hole that was spinning all the time and swallowing all the surrounding ruins and gravel, and was absorbing the debris of the imperial capital's large and small buildings into it.
This black hole appeared approximately at the same moment when the will of dusk descended on this world. It was suspended about several kilometers above the ground, like a huge black sun, clearly visible within a radius of tens of miles.
"What's that?" Medissa asked, frowning, staring at the thing.
Knudell shook his head.
"Anyway, it won't be a good thing. The nearby space is becoming unstable under the influence of that thing. We have to transmit it in advance."
"Where is Mr. Niederven?"
"Can't wait, the Vara Holy See will find a way to guarantee his safety. You must go first. If the circle can't support it, we can't take all of you away."
Metissa and Charles glanced at each other, each with a sad look on their faces.
But at this moment, the two of them changed their faces at the same time, and they whispered:
"Lord Lord, Lord Lord has returned to Warend!"
…