"I promise." Delphine replied, "I will not make a mistake."
"I believe you, but do you understand the cost of deceiving me and Lord Lord?" Medissa replied.
Delphine glanced at the gleaming spear in the hands of the little silver elf princess, and then raised his head to stare at her mercury-like eyes: "Threatening is meaningless to me, Miss Medissa, what the lord needs is all I can do. Allegiance."
She deliberately put her whole body and heart very seriously.
Metissa's face blushed slightly, she turned her head and gave Brando a white look.
Brando suddenly felt a little inexplicable.
Instalong and Targus just pretended not to hear. Although they knew that Brando insisted on going deep into Madara's stomach, there should be some plan, but they are both cautious and smart people, and naturally understand that they should How to protect yourself.
As for Fang Qi and the other two ghost car elders, Brando and Metis spoke naturally in Cruz, and they couldn't understand it either.
After making a plan, the next step is to put it into action. Neither Instaron nor Targus has any opinion. After all, they are still captives in name. In fact, the team itself is actually owned by Bran most of the time. More than one word, as a student of Brando, Huang Huo is even less likely to oppose it. As for the ghost car crowd, they are also the prisoners of the prisoners. The two elders and Fang Qi have no say in this team.
At the moment, at most, the opinions of Medissa and Ms. Bai Mist will be added, but Ms. Bai Mist usually has no opinion, so the things that Medissa agrees with are mostly the final result.
However, the little princess of the silver elves did not recklessly let the team go on the road immediately. Adhering to the natural meticulous and rigorous work of the silver elves, she arranged her departure time after one noon, when the sun on both sides of the Wagtail Strait was the most sunny and the fog was the weakest. when.
And Brando knew that the power of the war slate reached its peak during this period, and that the order of power that shrouded the two sides of the strait was also the most stable.
Perhaps it was because of Miss Medissa’s meticulousness or luck that they didn’t encounter any trouble along the way, and arrived at Tomuro very early in the evening of the first day—that is, Naxin and Huanghuo. The place where I have stayed.
If the fragmented wall is really Tomuro.
The town that was once the most prosperous on the dark road between Rosalin and Soparachi is now devastated. A war seems to have swept the place not long ago, leaving only a ruin, and the battlefield is full of crystals. /Weird corpses, and human corpses.
The crystal cluster erected a forest of crystal spears in the ruins of the town center, which was pierced with densely packed human corpses. It was as disgusting as a bloody and terrifying slaughterhouse.
Princess Magdal turned her head to vomit for the first time, but the remaining ladies, even Hippamilla and Huang Huo, seemed very calm. The performance of her students made Brando a little bit. By accident, he could feel the anger in the little girl's heart, but it was not fear and fear.
"Alien." Two words squeezed out between her teeth.
That night, Medisa arranged for the entire team to camp near Tomuro. Although psychologically unacceptable, everyone knew that this was the best choice-the crystal clusters/weirds were not interested in occupying the town, so they swept through them. Staying in one of the towns is probably the safest option.
But at the end of the day when counting the number of people, Brando and Metisa found that there were few sailors in the ghost car. Did these people slip away quietly, or disappeared for some other reason, Brando also I can't guess, I can only ask Delphine to find a way to monitor these people more closely.
The prime minister's daughter was quite talented in this respect, and she quickly handed the job to the sailors of Madara's bone rack and ghost car herself, and arranged everything in order before the sky went completely dark.
Her method is also very simple, even sitting and supervising each other, plus some small means, the classic methods are always simple and practical, because they are often time-tested.
The light of the little bonfire quickly lit up on the wilderness in the dark.
The stars and moon in the sky cannot even be seen in the mist. The mist surging in the darkness, revealing its shape near the edge of the bonfire light, making it even more eerie and terrifying.
After simply having dinner, Brando called Huang Huo to him, and decided to teach him something for the new student for the first time. He didn't know how long Huang Huo could study by his side, after all, the latter would be sure in the end. Will return to Jiufeng, he can only try his best to let the other party find the most suitable way for him within a limited time.
The bonfire brightened Huang Huo's dark eyes. She was dressed in a neat training suit, holding her saber, came to Brando, and respectfully bowed to a disciple of the nine phoenixes.
"Teacher, Miss Medissa."
Metisa stood behind Brando and looked at the little girl. She also liked the newly-accepted students of Lord Lord, perhaps because she saw her shadow in the other person.
Brando also looked at his students. Except for the little Phoenix, he shared some outstanding qualities in the two students in this world. He was serious and respected the teachers. This is a very good era. Everyone understands the importance of knowledge and inheritance, so they cherish every hard-won opportunity, even for people like Haruze and Huanghuo with the status of Jinzhiyuye, in fact, they pay more attention to brands like Brando. Teacher.
It is definitely not an easy task to get the favor of a sword master, even for the royal family.
However, Huang Huo is different from Haruze. Although Haruze is a boy, he does not have the strong aura of Huang Huo, so he is not suitable for becoming a swordsman. A magician is his best choice.
As for Huang Huo, Brando knew at first sight that this little girl would be his successor. He even had a hunch that one day, the fighting style created by the players he inherited will continue in this little girl. Go down.
That was the style of a top fighter, Brando knew that he was never the top fighter, and perhaps one day, Huang Huo might go further on this road than him.
But that was a long time later, and right now, even geniuses have to start step by step.
"Huang Huo, have you used weapons other than swords?"
"No, teacher."
"Then I will let Metisa try your limit first, okay?"
"Okay, teacher."
The battle between Huang Huo and Medissa ended quickly.
The silver elf little princess has improved her strength a little bit faster than Brando expected after the Battle of Rusita. Although she has obviously kept her hands cautiously, Brando still sees that her strength has steadily reached the level of the peak of the law. .
However, Metisha did not use the power of the law to suppress the Phoenix Fire. She knew very well the thoughts in the heart of her Lord Lord, and she had to abandon the sword simply by using the simplest combat moves.
This is purely a gap in combat experience.
The silver elves have a hundred years of combat experience in the Battle of the Saints, coupled with the fact that as the commander of the Elf Guards, Medissa’s actual combat level is in fact not inferior to Brando. In terms of combat experience alone, Bran No one, not even Frank, can surpass the two of them.
Huang Huo stared blankly at the sword she was flying out into the ground. Although she had already understood the gap between her and Brando, she did not expect the elf girl next to her teacher to be so powerful.
From the looks of it, Medissa didn't seem to be much older than her.
She felt a little disappointed in her heart. Although she was not discouraged yet, she fell from the clouds from the self-recognition of the genius in daily life, and her confidence was shaken in any case.
Brando frowned.
He saw that Huang Huo was a little distracted, otherwise even if Medissa could beat her, it would not be so easy. As a teacher, he always said straightforwardly: "What's the matter, your concentration is not enough?"
Huang Huo immediately showed regret: "I'm sorry, teacher, I..."
Brando waved his hand and replied somewhat solemnly: "Everyone has times when they are in poor condition. I didn't blame you for anything, but you must adjust your mentality, understand?"
"You don't need to be too discouraged. She looks like Metisa is only a little older than you, but she is an elf, and her situation is quite special. At your age, she has already experienced many battles."
"I understand, teacher."
Huang Huo replied respectfully.
Brando turned his head and looked at Medissa. He let Medissa and Huanghuo fight, obviously not to dampen the self-confidence of his students. He is not so superficial, and besides, he knows how good he is as a student, and he will never develop a self-inflated psychology because of his talent.
Metissa caught the gaze of her lord, hesitated, and replied, "Huanghuo is indeed not suitable for using swords. It is not that she restricts the sword, but the sword restricts her."
"The sword restrains me?" Huang Huo was slightly stunned, raised his head and looked at Medissa and his teacher, who looked a little cute in a rare daze.
"To be precise, it was the things you originally learned that restricted you. I heard Lord Lord say that the sword of karma and red lotus that you practiced is the first-class swordsmanship of nine phoenixes, but it is precisely because this swordsmanship is too good. Confine your imagination and talent."
"The more powerful a swordsmanship is, the more people who learn it will rely on it. I know some of the secret swordsmanship of silver elves. The descendants who practice it are often not as good as one generation. Those who are amazing and talented often Also dragged down by inheritance, unable to open up his own way, it is exactly this situation." Medissa replied seriously.