Including this matter right now, he actually doesn't want to participate in the battle between Yufeng and the ghost car, but now the weirdness is coveting his life in the wilderness of Rosalin, and those people seem to be on the spot. With this in mind, if he disagrees, wouldn't the Rosalin family have to wait for death on this side of the Wagtail Strait
And back to the Swift Plain.
That was the painstaking effort of the Rosalin family for many years.
The fat on his face couldn't help shaking. He knew that he was not a person who could do great things, and he was not even as wise as his father, but sometimes it was like using a knife to hold someone on the road. He had to make this choice.
Forget it, one step is one step.
After the helpless anger in his heart passed, Lord Rosalin was a little frustrated again. He raised his head and immediately saw a somewhat familiar face.
Huh
Isn't this the young man just now
He was stunned for a moment, and then yelled as if he had seen a ghost, and he was so scared that a headed spring onion fell off his horse, and he fell into disarray on the spot.
Lord Lord's knights immediately opened the pot, screaming and pulling the ridiculously fat guy up from the ground.
Brando stood in front of these people, watching this messy scene a little speechlessly, thinking that he looked so terrible
He shook his head and looked back.
Boban, who was holding his bloody right arm with his hand, stood beside him, and gave him a look of forgiveness a little helplessly. After all, his lord is an ordinary person. After all, the Rosalin family has been in peace for such a long time. It’s understandable for people who haven’t seen this series.
"Mr. Boban," Brando ignored the noisy knights, and asked calmly, "Are you true?"
The captain of the guard gave a wry smile: "Master, you probably don't understand the prestige of Lord Darus among the coalition forces in that era. You said before that you used to make trouble in the empire. In fact, if you take the official way, it might be There must be many people in the empire who are willing to help you behind."
"My lord deputy marshal, don't call me that, it makes me uncomfortable."
The middle-aged man smiled: "I am no longer the deputy marshal of the coalition army. Besides, I am not originally from the empire. I placed the Grand Duke after my eldest son, and I have rejoined the empire and the Temple of Flame. There is nothing to do. I am just a follower of Lord Darus. I used to be and I am now. As his heir, you deserve such a name."
"... Besides, your strength is also worthy of my recognition."
Brando smiled bitterly, he never dreamed that this man would be such an identity.
If it hadn't been for the other party to call out his identity at the last moment, he would be ready to kill with that sword. But what he never expected was that he would actually be in Rosalin, a place tens of thousands of miles away from Vaughan, in World War I, a deputy marshal of the Holy War Temple Alliance Army.
In the holy war half a century ago, the allied forces in the Temple of Flame had only one commander, of course, and that was Darus, his grandfather. In addition to this, the person with the highest status in the allied forces should have existed as Darus’s right hand. Constance, the silver princess of the empire.
However, the coalition forces are composed of as many as dozens of armies of major and minor principalities and kingdoms, including the links between different armies. Of course, it is impossible for these two individuals to support the entire command system.
For the army of this era, the Temple of Flame also uses a relatively backward system to ensure that the overall command of the army and the communication with each other are not problematic, that is, from the royal family members of the kingdom and the principality. Or, among the most powerful family members, choose a person with outstanding strength and prestige to serve as the secondary commander of these armies.
Although the formation of this command system is backward and inefficient, it is surprisingly effective in ensuring communication between the armed forces. After all, under the rule of the Temple of Flame, the nobles of most kingdoms have a harmonious relationship with each other, and Most of them have private contacts.
Coupled with their own prestige in their own country, they can also subdue the voices and dissatisfaction within the army of their own country.
In this way, even if the command system is chaotic and complicated, Saint Ossor and Faenzan are not as good as they are. When everyone moves slowly, the big deal is to sit down and fight each other. Anyway, the nobles don't care how many people die.
But among these honorary commanders, not everyone is named. In fact, in the vast land under the Temple of Flame, no matter what era, there have always been geniuses and strong people. And outside the Cruz people’s empire, there are also generations who shine like new stars. His grandfather Darus is not a special case, not to mention that there is an anomaly like Tulaman even inside Eruin.
The Kingdom of Eruin is never special in Vonde. Although it is the most dazzling jewel on the crown of the Temple of Flame, under the system of the Cruz people, there are also many outstanding principalities and kingdoms, large and small.
The distinguished generations of these duchy and kingdoms, including members of the royal family and the grand duke in charge of a country, have elected more than a dozen deputy marshals.
Boban is one of them.
In fact, Brando is no stranger to his original identity and name.
Because the other party is actually the grandfather of the nun princess Magdal, the father of the current Grand Duke of the Duchy of Antobro, the previous old Duke, and one of the most famous deputy marshals of the Alliance Army of the Temple of Flame.
White Wolf Sword Saint Frank, the third master of the Cruze coalition.
After hearing about the identity of the other party, Brando couldn't help sweating. Fortunately, the other party left Voende in frustration because of his grandfather's unprovoked crime. In addition, he was injured in the holy war. Because of the decline, if the opponent is still in the peak period.
I really may not be able to please the opponent.
His current strength is more than the average extreme peak, I don’t know how much, but based on his understanding of the laws of the sage realm, if it is only on swordsmanship, the flashing sword that the opponent comes up may really make him unable to eat. Go around.
Obviously, this old spicy old swordsman also saw this, first used the mirror to deceive himself to subconsciously withdraw the law, and then used the flash sword to force himself to only use sword skills to fight against each other.
If it wasn't for his own background that was equally strong, and the opponent's strength was not at its peak, it would be hard to tell the result of that battle just now.
Fortunately, everything has been settled right now.
Thinking of this, Brando suddenly felt something vaguely. He looked back at the gaze that fell on his face, only to see the little girl named Huang Huo looking at him steadily.
The black eyes were full of admiration.
He was taken aback for a moment, as if he had seen the previous battle between himself and Frank in the eyes of the opponent.
It was a stunning decisive battle between two swordsmanship—
That may be a scene that could only be seen a thousand years ago, but at this moment, it repeats itself in this land so far away from Vaughan.
When Boban's flash sword was out of its sheath.
The time left for him to react was only a moment.
His choice is to step back.
But it’s not just going back—
He took a step back, but left a phantom in the same place. The phantom was blurred, but his figure was exactly the same.
Its five fingers were slightly open, and a long sword flowing with golden flames appeared in its hand like a blazing flame. It pulled the sword into a ring in the air.
When once intersected with the sword in Boban's hand.
This is the second sword.
Brando seemed to be unable to resist, and began to back again and again.
Huang Huo couldn't help but'Ah-' when she saw this scene, she blurted out, but she immediately blushed and covered her mouth, realizing her gaffe. The stereotyped education of the Jiufeng imperial family made Huang Huo ashamed of his impoliteness. This really shouldn't be what a descendant of Jade Phoenix should have.
It's just... It's just that this sword is really wonderful.
She was not talking about Brando's sword, but Boban's sword.
Boban’s flashing swords are like the raging waves, as if he found a hole in Brando’s retreat that broke the bank. Each of his swords is flat, simple and straightforward, but does not give his opponent any breathing space. .
That is the burning fire of revenge, wild and unreasonable.
But for Brando's sword, Huang Huo frowned. She couldn't be very good at swordsmanship, but that didn't mean that she had a low understanding of swordsmanship. On the contrary, her knowledge and talent had already given her to this duel. His understanding is superior to the majority of people present.
Even Instaron and Targus who were present—
Seriously speaking, Huang Huo was a little disappointed with Brando's swordsmanship. Although it was quite satisfactory and barely blocked Boban's amazing swordsmanship, it was nothing more. If she thought about it this way, she could see that Brando would definitely not be able to win.
She squeezed the sword in her hand, and was silently ready to take action in her heart. Although this kind of battle was not something she could intervene at all, the way of Yufeng did not leave her allies fleeing.
But it is this time.
A dazzling green light came into her eyes.
That was Brando's second sword.
This sword conquered everyone present.
On the azure sword, reflected the blue sea, the azure sky, the dreams of Fias and Malocha, and Miss Tata's lifelong wish.
Azure is like a dream, sea and sky are on the line.
Holding the phantom of Sina the Frost Singer, and the phantom holding the Flame Blade, one left and one right, they launched a confrontation with Boban. Two holy swords with completely opposite attributes, the interweaving of fire and ice, one blue and the other red. , Like two jumping parallel lines.
Appeared in the eyes of everyone.
The double swords are intertwined, so beautiful as an illusion—
Boban's face changed.
Few people know that there used to be a swordsmanship on the same level as Flash Sword in this world.
Its name, and its founder, all died in this world.
St. Osor, after the wind.
At this moment, Brando also smiled.
Because he found that he had found a way to use these seven holy swords—
"Master Fenghou, thank you..."