"Perhaps this generation of Antobrero family members can shelter Magdal as an ordinary person, but they did not protect the real her. I know that the mystery surrounding her has never dissipated. Perhaps there is no time when it is'terrible'. Things will come back again. If possible, I hope you can help the Antobrero family. Maybe I couldn’t help Mr. Darus in the past, but I have always been loyal to Master Marshal. I hope you can watch it. For the sake of my old face, promise me the request of a dying person."
"Grandfather..." Princess Magdal whispered: "You don't have to be like this..."
Brando glanced at the two of them, shook his head and replied: "Mr. Frank, my grandfather walked early, but for the average human age of more than 150 years, you are only righteous and mature. Now say These words are too frustrating. I believe that with your ability, there is no problem in protecting Magdal. But if there is such a day, I will definitely do it, not because of your request, but because of Ma Princess Gedal is also a friend here."
"Mr. Brando," Magdal looked at him gratefully. "Thank you."
"Your grandfather was so heroic back then, it's exactly the same," the old marshal sighed: "It is not appropriate for me to return to the Duchy of Antobro. I failed to follow the Marshal, and now I can be by his equally outstanding descendants. It may not be a way to make up for regret."
Brando froze for a moment, and then he was surprised that he had picked up five million while walking on the road. As the saying goes, every veteran of the Long War is a valuable asset, and the Duke of Frank is definitely from that year. The top category among the'veterans'.
In other words, if "Amber Sword" is a krypton gold game, then the former marshal is the legendary quality MR but also brings a + color card, or the most top-notch goods that are broken, just use a previous life. Fashionably speaking, the only regret of this card is not a soft girl.
But Brando doesn't care about this right now. What is the concept of the former deputy marshal of the coalition? Just hitting the title of the white wolf sword saint on Eruin can knock the kingdom out of a hole. It was not that he had similar thoughts, but what Frank said was that he was also a grand prince of the Principality of Antobruo. Let’s not talk about the status of the principality, but as the head of a family, and the former head of the family, it can be said that he is too emperor. The character, how could it be possible for him to be a retainer under his hands
Brando's highest hope was to build a good relationship with the grand prince, strengthen the relationship between Eruin and the Antobro family, and if possible, to achieve the two countries' advance and retreat together, that would be great. After all, it is much easier for small countries to unite against the behemoths.
And now he suddenly had a feeling of being half-dead by a ton of pie falling from the sky, as if he had just received a complicated main task, and immediately the system had sent him an unprecedented epic reward. , This feeling is really not a blissful dance that can be described.
He said repeatedly: "Mr. Marshal, don't say that. If you want to come to Eruin, you must be greeted by the next. This must be the highest honor for Tonigel, and it is said to be brilliant. Nothing is too much."
Frank looked at Magdal, smiled and shook his head.
Brando was full of questions to ask, whether it was about Magdal itself, the piece of iron in his own hand, and the damn Silver Plain, but looking at the appearance of the grandfather and grandson, he wanted to ask. There is a lot to say, and after thinking about it, he thinks it's better not to get in the way here.
What's more, it was already a surprise to him to be able to obtain the loyalty of a former deputy marshal of the coalition. After all, whether it is Magdal’s life experience or the Silver Plains, it has nothing to do with him. In comparison, if Eru Because there can be one more commander like Frank, even if the latter can't stand on the stage for reasons of identity, it is enough to hang up the bone frame of Madara who is currently invading Eruin.
After all, this part of Madara’s invasion of Eruin’s military power is actually nothing more than a new army used by the Kingdom of the Dead Moon to train its troops. Whether it is high-level combat power, commander’s experience, or high-level arms investment, it is far inferior to it. Although there may be a few geniuses in the investment on the other fronts, these geniuses have not had time to grow up at the moment, and it is not enough for the time being.
Not to mention that Instarron and Targus are still with him right now, and they don’t seem to have participated in the second Black Rose War, and listening to them, the more shining genius Greta is not in Eru. Because just a red knight Ledios could not support this war.
So he said goodbye to Magdal and Frank, returned to the cave where the pirates were hiding, and found Ms. White Mist, who was closing his eyes by the fire, and he could not let others wait for too long, not to mention the fact that it was not too long outside. Safety.
Ms. Baiwu in the cat form obviously heard Brando's footsteps a long time ago. She put her face on her paws, her ears moved slightly, and she opened a light blue eye to take a look. Brando, then closed again.
He replied: "Finally, have you comforted your little lovers one by one?"
"Ms. Baiwu," Brando said seriously, "Can you talk about the fog outside?"
"That's not okay, she told me to look at you well. In a blink of an eye, you were outside with flowers and weeds. When the queen came back, how could I explain it to her?" Replied flatly.
"Ms. Baiwu..." Brando suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.
"Well, I'm just kidding with you, young man, you have such a thin face. You have to dare to admit what you do. In fact, it's not a big deal. There are not many people who seem to be serious in private. Little lover, he thought the witch queen didn’t know—"
"That guy?"
"Of course it's Odin."
Brando suddenly felt a cold sweat behind him, wondering if he would be wiped out after listening to these ancient secrets. If you want to come to the dark dragon and the witch queen, you should not care about these trivial things with his younger generation.
"But I'm also reminding you that you should be careful not to let a fire in your backyard."
"White-Mist-Female-Senior."
"Those are infamous, don't you fail to recognize them?" Bai Wu opened her eyes again, she stood up, stretched her two front paws on the ground, wagging her tail, and replied. : "What do you want to know about them?"
Brando thought for a while and replied: "Humans know very little about the unnamed. Some scholars believe that they travel around Vaughan on a certain fixed route. Observed from various places, it seems that this is indeed the case. , The area where the unnamed appear more often, is almost connected into a closed ring around the periphery of Vaughan, but people don’t know much about the part of this line that extends into the glacier."
He added: “In fact, people don’t know much about the glacier itself.”
But he did not say that the opinions of the so-called "some scholars" are in fact the common cognition of later generations. However, his memory has become increasingly vague about the information on the forum recently, and Brando sometimes wonders if he has obtained it in advance. Ozheimer's disease.
However, he at least knew one thing, that is, until the year of the astrology, players did not know much about the Great Glacier. It was an area with a level higher than the nine phoenixes. From the battle of the incline forest until Madara occupied it. Before the area east of the Alkhash Mountains, players had previously formed several expeditions, but they were all destroyed by the unprovoked extreme weather in the Great Glacier.
Bai Wu stretched out his waist and licked his paws and said, "Isn't this very detailed, what else do you want to know?"
"I don't care about this, Ms. Baiwu," Brando shook his head: "I care about how big the area covered by this mist is. I want to avoid it by going deep inland, but I am a little uncertain. , Because there is no certainty about whether it will succeed or not, and how much risk you need to take. I don’t know if you have any suggestions to tell me?"
"How do you know I have?"
"Medissa told me," Brando said bluntly: "She said that during your stay here, you taught the pirates how to avoid the sea fog. You can stay here for so long. Thanks to your guidance."
"A few days ago is not the same as it is now." Bai Wu shook his head and replied: "To be honest, if there is really no way, I would have taken Metis and them out of here a long time ago. For anyone, stay here. There is nothing to end in the fog of the world, and you must not take my helpless choice as an expression of confidence."
"The fog of the world?"
"It's just a title, let's not talk about it, but I do have something to tell you about the movements of these unnamed people."
"Listen here, Ms. Bai Wu."
"This matter may have nothing to do with the mist at the moment, but it may also have something to do with it. This is what I saw with my own eyes, but it needs further verification. As early as a week ago, the dead and the crystal cluster were in the south of Sopalach. There was a big battle on the border line less than a hundred miles away. I witnessed the battle there at the time. I saw the undead retreating to the north, countless crystal clusters pouring from the horizon, when I left. The direction of the battlefield is exactly the opposite of the direction of the retreat of the undead army. I suspect that the appearance of the unnamed may have a little connection with this war..."
"... Because there is a legend."
"A legend?"