The raging flames were burning, and the golden-red flames formed a line of chromatic aberration from bright to dark on the edge of each person's face.
Brando raised his head and carefully looked at the young deputy captain of the guard who was riding on the horse. He saw the other person's face equally serious: the other party pursed his mouth, staring at himself silently, as if he was going to sternly gaze him into submission.
But neither Sophie nor Brando eats this set—
"I'm an Anchorage militia. When will Captain Bresson, but when Buche's garrison can issue arbitrary orders to other friendly forces across jurisdictions? Excuse me, my lord, what about your appointment order?"
As soon as he spoke, the knights behind Bresson choked. Brando has fought for Eruin for 21 years in the game, and he knows more about the laws of this country than these hairy boys.
The young deputy captain thought for a while, and replied stubbornly: "Special times, special treatment."
Brando knew that the other party couldn't hold his face to convince him, but he didn't want to care about it. If Breson hadn't taken the initiative to ask for trouble, he wouldn't bother to care about those children's enthusiasm.
"I'm looking for Freya and Essen, have you seen them?" He raised his head and asked.
This is what Brando is most concerned about at the moment. The fire around it seems that these young men in the security team should have lit the fire, but he can't help but maliciously think that the future Valkyrie of Eruin will not be just like that. Burned to death, right? Then, classmate Breson, your sin is serious.
Of course this is just thinking about it.
But Brando's understatement seemed to be defiant to Bresson, but he really couldn't think of what he could be proud of about this guy who was in the middle of a family and didn't mix well now. He suppressed the disgust in his heart, and then said: "Freya? The third unit of the militia? What is she doing with you?"
Brando saw that this guy had a good impression of Freya, but the other party's unkind tone still made him feel uncomfortable and provoked twice. As the saying goes, the mud bodhisattva is also three-way earthy.
"Captain Bresson, who I am with is my freedom. As for what I am doing here, I am afraid that I am the same as you. Don't think I don't know what your situation is now—" He couldn't help but sneered.
"Boy, what's your attitude!" A young man behind Bresson scolded more and more loudly: "A militiaman, in front of you is a non-commissioned officer of the security squad, he doesn't immediately correct his posture!"
Brando was shocked by the training, but raised his head and took a closer look at the opponent.
As if following his gaze, the front row of riders gathered together, as if they were about to give him a horse. He looked at the fifteen young men standing upright on horseback like knives, all dressed in dark blue military uniforms, and their armors were neat and shiny, showing a vigorous demeanor.
Brando also knows that these young people do have the proud capital—they are originally the best young people from the countryside or towns in the Golan-Elsen region, and they have undergone rigorous training and screening, and the rest are at least close.' The first level of strength'.
The Temple of Flame stipulates that if the average strength in a person's body is between 3Oz and 20Oz, it can be said to have the first level of strength. And this level of power system includes all white-rank swordsmen, wizard apprentices and affinity (junior elemental envoys) on the entire continent, as well as knight attendants of the Templar Church and those low-level clergymen.
The Temple of Flame uses rough amber stones to test the purity of each individual's strength. Brando has seen that kind of props in games in the past, but it is for NPCs there. Their players have intuitive data and don’t need quizzes at all—
He had read the information in a game before. It is known that in the entire Warnd, the owners of the first-level power exceed 60% of the total population. This is because the general life span of humans here exceeds 160 years. But once the scope is reduced to the age group of seventeen to nineteen, the same proportion will drop to 20% or even lower. In Eluin, with the exception of the church, wizarding academy and knight reserve, the vast majority of these 20% are serving in the garrison.
These are the people he sees now—
Indeed, in the face of ordinary militiamen, these young people can have such a pride and superiority. But the militia is a militia, and Brando is Brando. As a person who grew up in the free world, he is indeed an anomaly in this world, and he has never thought of a dwarf in his heart.
This is a deep-rooted understanding of modern people-God is the biggest and Laozi is the second.
So he stared at this guy coldly, and secretly estimated the opponent's strength. Regardless of the opponents' extraordinary skills, Brando believes that with the thorn of light and the ring after the wind, Brando believes that he is not bad at all in terms of statistics.
What's more, he also has a plug-in with a 130-level senior fighter experience that can be opened, so he can take care of these guys and lie down one by one. Of course they could rush forward, but Brando guessed Breson couldn't afford to lose that face.
What surprised him was that the young deputy captain raised his hand to stop his team members, and asked with a deep face, "How do you know what we are doing here, and what else do you know? Who told you? "
Brando said in his heart that of course I knew.
Why did Buche's guard team appear here, and what is their purpose? Young people do not know every detail well, but as long as you think about the general trend of history at this moment, you can also guess seven or eight. He knows that the opponent is definitely not here to fight back—but there must be a motive, right
He only needs to clarify his thoughts one by one, and then think about Bucher's guard team at this time thinking about breaking through to Ridenburg, then all the remaining questions can not be explained
This is like a withdrawal from the historical development of the game. In the game, it should be on this day that Madara’s undead army completed the blockade of the Belledore forest. This afternoon or early noon, the Buchi garrison and the fleeing villagers were attacked by the undead army. It was them. The closest in history to Ridenberg—they almost succeeded, but the skeleton army of Kabais who arrived later made all the efforts of these poor people in vain.
At this moment, Ridenberg did not even realize that it was experiencing an invasion to the east.
But this is not accidental, nor is it that luck is not on the side of the Buchi people. Because they were facing the horrible and efficient left wing of the Instar Dragon Army in the First Black Rose War, no matter how fast they dragged their homes and carried the old, weak, women and children, the Bouche garrison could not compete with this one. The famous army of undead in history stands shoulder to shoulder.
What's more, they were still bitten by Rothko's corpse witch army before that, these two points doomed their failure to become a tragedy.
Brando looked at each other, the faces of these young riders were dusty, and he could guess that this time should be after Madden suffered the first setback. This November War veteran now needs food and medicine to soothe people's hearts for the next breakout.
But the other party would never expect that he will soon usher in the second and third failures. Madden still has a day and a half. The main force of "One-eyed" Targus will soon be overwhelmed by the army, and then the tragedy will repeat itself. .
Perhaps he finally escaped by a fluke, but lost all the honors that belonged to the soldiers.
Brando shook his head when he thought of this, and suddenly he was in no mood to argue. But he wasn't a person who complained with morality, and he replied with disdain, "I have to ask? You ran over with such a big fan, didn't you write it on your face?"
"You—" the young man behind Bresson jumped with blue veins on his forehead. If it hadn't been for the former to stop him, he would have to draw out his sword to fight Brando.
"You guessed it, but since you don't want to take the responsibility of being a militia, please get out of it." The young guard captain said, "Please don't stand in our way."
"Wait," Brando couldn't help but ignite the fire, is this guy still using the aggressive method? He simply stopped in the middle of the road and asked in a deep voice, "The villagers are with you now?"
"Nothing to do with you."
"How many people were injured?" Brando asked.
Bresson's expression suffocated: "It has nothing to do with you."
"Of course it has something to do with me. Among them are the relatives of my friends, Freya, Little Phoenix, as well as Essen and Markmi. Their families are among these people. Freya and everyone are fighting to defend Bouche. , And what are you fighting for?" Brando asked, "Listen, I'm not arguing with you, but I want to know an answer—"
These loud and loud words silenced all the young people in the security team, and the voices that had been whispering disappeared.
"Get out of the way, Brando." Breson said with a dark face.
Brando's heart sank, and a bad premonition rose.
He shook his head: "Take me to Captain Madden. I will find Freya and the others. I will take you out of the predicament, but before that, you must tell me, is there something wrong with someone in the third team? "
Bresson's face sank, and it was as dark as a dark cloud.
"It's up to you—?" The young guard captain almost squeezed a few words from his teeth. After finishing speaking, he turned his head in a dark face and waved to his team members, motioning for them to start from another direction.
He didn't want to say a word to Brando anymore. He even regretted what he had said before. When he thought of the battle in the afternoon, he couldn't help feeling that it was the biggest nightmare in his life.
He even suspected that this nightmare would haunt him all his life.
Brando stood aside, watching the group of knights leaving silently. All kinds of speculation flashed in his mind, but in the end they all turned into a possibility. He couldn't help but shouted, "Brayson."
The young deputy captain of the guard stopped immediately.
"Is it Freya?"
Breson's body stiffened, but he hesitated for a while and nodded.
"What happened?"
"You find Freya and tell her a word for me—"
"what?"
Breson sighed: "If you find her, apologize to her for me. Tell her that Aunt Sill and Uncle were unfortunate in the battle this afternoon..."
He was speaking this sentence when he suddenly heard a soft bang behind his back.
Everyone was startled, and the knights turned their heads, just to see the pale-faced Freya's long sword falling to the ground in that direction, with an expression of disbelief.
The young man named Essen followed behind the future Valkyrie, looking at a loss.
"Freya!" Brando was startled. Of course he had guessed what Breson's dog who couldn't vomit ivory was about to say.
"How could it be possible, aunt she wouldn't..."
Freya suddenly burst into tears, tears streaming out of her pale face.
Everyone has the weakest place in his heart.
And when Brando saw Freya, who had always been strong, squatted down and cried sadly, as weak as a wounded animal, he was hit in the softest part of his heart, and he felt a little in his throat. Dry, want to say some comforting words but can't speak a word.
He looked at each other silently, but suddenly realized something. Could it be that the simple, simple, and kind-hearted country girl finally walked on the path of the Valkyrie after experiencing such a cruel war
Then history is going back on track.
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【Note】:
Regarding the occupation and experience, in the Amber Sword, the characters can find jobs as they wish in the real world. He can be a chef today, a tailor or a soldier tomorrow, or a scout.
But a person's time is limited, that is, his experience in combat, adventure, and production and life is always limited.
And if a person can't concentrate on a profession, every time he finds another profession, he will get experience punishment for being distracted. After the first occupation (except civilians), the experience required for each additional occupation will be doubled.
In addition, if no special instructions are given-the settings of the World of Vaughan and the Sword of Amber (game) are always the same.