The Amber Sword

Chapter 281: The King of the Underground (10)

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Brando smiled: "I can't escape now, but it may not be in the future. The old man's sword is not old. Once you recover, ordinary people can't stop you." He didn't say something, because Brando couldn't leave two in the mining area. A golden power comes to guard one person specially.

The new territory is going through its most difficult period. At this moment, the four golden powers, including himself, are his most important support. Brando understands that relying on his understanding of the world may not worry about his talents in the future. But now is definitely not the time to squander and waste—

Kuran put one hand on his sword, but then released it again. The old man faintly noticed that the young man was moved by his proposal, otherwise he would not tell him so much.

He asked calmly: "If this is the case, what do you think should be done?"

Brando pondered for a moment, and said, "What is the name of the clerk in the mining area?"

Kuran was taken aback for a moment, and failed to keep up with the speed of this thinking jump. He didn't understand why the topic would involve the noble clerk, but he still replied, "Okins."

"That Aukins from Sicoville?"

"Do you know him?" Kuran's eyes narrowed, and he instinctively sniffed out the identity of the other party-this should be a young noble, after all, most people would not have such a clear understanding of the noble genealogy.

It's like a well-informed man in the capital city might know what the noble lords above him are called, but when he leaves Corcovado, he doesn't necessarily know what nobles are in other provinces.

However, Aukins was the nephew of the Countess Jean Denere, and Brando certainly could not have heard of it in the province of Jean Denere that belonged to the Grudin class. What's more, although the opponent is not very famous in this era, after the old nobles gradually age and pass away, the players have to deal with these young nobles.

Brando remembered that this guy would later be the lord of the Silman area, but he didn't expect to be a clerk in the Shavlund mine now. He immediately realized that the silver mine was where Earl Dernell's heart was, and maybe it was from here that the other party gained the trust of the Earl.

He slandered in his heart, thinking that this kid's promising future would probably be ruined by his actions. However, in the spirit of a dead fellow, not dead and poor, he can only say'Sorry' in his heart.

"I heard that he is a pretty good guy." Brando asked sideways.

"This evaluation is really good," Kuran raised his eyebrows. "It's better to say that it is as timid as a mouse, mediocre and incompetent." He sneered unceremoniously, and Okins ruined his team of men. Up to now, the old man is still worried: "You nobles, just like to say beautiful things."

After speaking, he gave Brando a provocative look.

Brando didn’t care about the old man’s temptation, he just figured out in his heart. According to Kuran’s evaluation of the Okins and his own understanding of the other party, the young clerk might try to suppress the mining area for his own future. In the riots, no one will be sent out to inform Sir Pallas.

And in this way, they have a lot of time to find a way to the ground. Whether or not this old swordsmanship master will lead the way actually has no effect on his plan.

But he looked at Kuran, and he had another thought in his mind. Of course he didn't want a golden power to return to Jean Denell, but how to keep the opponent is a difficult problem.

Looking at Kuran's performance does not necessarily mean that he is really devoted to Count Jean Dnell, or he will not negotiate terms with them here. However, it can be seen that this old man still has a knightly style, and it is estimated that it will not be too easy for him to surrender, especially when he himself does not have much strength.

But Brando thought about it for a moment, and he had a deal in mind.

He replied: "Then please trouble the old man to come back to Firshan City with us temporarily. After this period of time, ranging from one month to six months, I will naturally let you go back."

In Fir City, he naturally didn't mind giving out one or two golden powers to guard the sword master.

"Half a year?" Kuran's eyes narrowed: "If I don't show up in the mining area for a long time, it will cause suspicion. Don't you worry about the information leaking?"

Brando thought that this dead old man was really cunning, but fortunately he had already considered this point: "It doesn't matter, you were seriously injured in the earthquake, didn't you? Naturally it will take some time to cultivate, I think Okins will understand. of-"

He deliberately emphasized the phrase'Okins understands'.

Kuran snorted disdainfully. He naturally knew why the clerk would understand. If he didn't understand this young man, he would naturally use a sword to make him understand—the other party was not a tough one, he could imagine that as long as Brando was a little bit When threatened, the clerk would probably act as their microphone with tears and tears.

The old man fell silent.

"It seems that you have made up your mind, but how can I guarantee that I can leave in a month or half a year?" He asked again.

"Why should I assure you?" Brando asked back.

Kuran suffocated, raising silver-gray eyebrows and looking at each other angrily.

"But since I let you go to Fir Tree City, as long as you don't act rashly, at least I won't do anything else." Brando replied, "Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. You are a veteran of the November War. Right? Life is precious, and the winner in the war is the one who survives the last—"

The old man snorted: "You know very well that among your elders, there are people who have survived that war?"

Brando didn't answer, just looked at each other.

The old man glanced over the ring in Brando's hand, was silent for a while, and then asked: "Looking at what you are doing, I intend to stay here for a long time. But I have to remind you, let Count Dnell It is impossible to tolerate a territory split under his control, even the most barren Tonigel, are you ready to meet the thunder and anger of a'king'?"

Except for the province of Corcovado, Eruin is actually controlled by thirteen "princes". These princes include six dukes, two marquis, and five privileged earls. Their power is comparable to that of the royal family. Folk jokingly called the'king under the throne'.

Among these'kings', except for the three most powerful dukes Anlek, Vieiro and Sifah, the other strengths are mostly among the first, so that the Earl of Dnell is not strong in this rank. , But it's not the most inferior one.

To confront such a force head-on, it seemed to Kuran that Brando and others were like little ants challenging the giants, and they could be broken into pieces at any time.

But Brando smiled after listening, shook his head and said: "You made two things wrong. First, I knew from the beginning how Earl Dernell would do it; second, Tonigel actually Not the most barren."

Kuran glanced at him deeply: "Confidence is a good thing, but arrogance is not necessarily true, young man."

"I agree." Brando replied.

"Well, no matter what you think." Seeing that persuasion was invalid, the old man shook his head and didn't mention it again. He pressed his hand on his sword again: "I still want a guarantee that you will let me leave after at least half a year."

"You promise not to return to Count Jean Dnell?"

"Sorry, I can't guarantee this." Kuran replied categorically.

Brando looked at each other appreciatively, but this time he did not refuse, but smiled and said: "Okay, I promise. It doesn't take half a year, it only takes three months."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

Brando smiled without explaining.

After the agreement was reached, Medisa also finished resting. She felt that her soul fire had started to be active again, so several people continued on the road.

At this time Brando took a look at the miner behind. In fact, after learning that Brando and Qian were not members of the mine guard but had rebelled against the party and had to fight against Count Jean Dnell, this poor fellow Frightened, almost wanted to run away.

But soon he calmed down, because compared to thinking about the future, at least the monsters lurking in these mine tunnels would immediately kill him, and finally the man followed.

But he met Akane. After the red-haired girl pretended to be viciously threatened, in the end the miner could only cry and promised to take his family to Firshan City.

During the conversation, Brando learned that in addition to the way the miners live, the other party had also learned some silversmithing skills, so he simply allowed him to work as a blacksmith apprentice. In comparison, this job is much safer than miners, and the benefits are greater. In the end, the man was still anxious, but he couldn't help but look forward to it.

With such contradictory thoughts, he felt the people in front of him stop again.

But this time it wasn’t a monster or someone, but the road was gone—to be precise, everyone saw a dark gate appearing not far from the mine tunnel ahead. .

The closed gate sealed the entire tunnel.

Medissa and Akane couldn't help but stop and look at Kuran, but the other side kept saying that this road could lead to the elevator. But they saw an unbelievable expression on the face of the elderly swordsman:

"This is?" The old man was taken aback for a while.

"Isn't this supposed to ask you?" Qian frowned. Her voice was weak but full of doubt.

"No, no, what's going on?" Kuran couldn't help furrowing his brows, and he said to Metissa next to him: "Little girl, can you help me to take a look."

Medissa looked at Brando with questioning eyes, and the young man nodded. He had been here before, knowing that the old man hadn't lied, and there really shouldn't be such a door here.

He has a suspicion, but still needs confirmation.

The little silver elf princess did what she said and helped the old swordsman to walk over. The latter fumbled for the cold, heavy giant door with her hands, and muttered to herself: "How is this possible, how is this possible... "