"Brando, what Roman said may be true." Freya reminded.
Brando certainly knew that what Roman said might be true, she had keen perception that he had already seen it. However, he said in his heart that I was just joking to relax the atmosphere. If you, the future Valkyrie, your Royal Highness are always so serious, you will get old very quickly.
He couldn't help but glanced back at Roman, and the merchant lady also looked back at him. To be honest, her curious gaze was really embarrassing sometimes—especially people with ghosts in their hearts.
But Brando liked this girl in his heart, and he looked different in his eyes, but found it surprisingly cute.
He thought for a moment, then turned around and replied: "Let's stop here for a while."
"Pause for a while?" Freya asked: "But Madara's army is behind us. We will arrive one step late at most two or three hours. We are running out of time, Brando."
But Brando took out the signet ring from his pocket and shook it in front of them. He replied, "It is midnight, and the city will be under martial law. This alone will not tell you much. If we are treated as Madara’s spies , Then it's all over, you know."
"Then, what should I do?" Freya thought her efforts should at least be useful.
Brando glanced at her. In fact, he knew very well that he was making a fool of himself. What if Ridenberg did not discover Madara's invasion? Not necessarily! How could the nobles neglect their safety? They just prefer to stay in the city and stand by for help.
He remembered that in the year of the cave beast (342) in history, the blood rod swept across the east of Karasu, where the army of the undead went by nothing. The owner of Yinma City ordered the gate to be closed tightly and turned a blind eye to the eastern reclamation area, which caused a large number of poor farmers to migrate westward. As a result, the area is still deserted and uninhabited.
But even so, these lords did not receive any accusations afterwards, or the royal family was already unable to point fingers at the lords long before Obergus VII came to the throne. This happened in the Karasu province in the north of the Golan-Elsen region. Roman and Freya didn't understand it, but Brando knew it very well.
He can’t say that his plan is actually to help Roman rescue her aunt—of course, if he has the opportunity, he will save as many people as possible; but as for reporting the message to the garrison in Ridenburg, he has no hope at all. Lando never thought of himself as the savior.
It is better to expect the sow to climb the tree if you expect those nobles to understand people. In the old Eruin era, players in the game more than once clashed with those arrogant nobles, and even in the December coup, players directly participated.
Brando's impression of these guys has never been better.
But he changed his mind, Freya might not think like him. He couldn't help but look at each other again. This country girl holding a sword staring at Ridenberg with the shining lights below still trusts the country in the bottom of his heart. There is nothing wrong with it, but he is worried that she will act impulsively at critical moments. .
But he told the truth, Freya would not necessarily believe him, it would only cause differences between the two. Brando didn't want to argue. He thought about it, and suddenly he had an abdominal case. Of course, the necessary preparations still need to be done.
He pretended to think about it, and replied: "I thought about it, and it seems that we don't have much choice. After all, we are the citizens of Eruin, so we can't completely avoid the risk."
"However," he paused, "we still have to be fully prepared."
Brando’s awe-inspiring remarks made Roman and Freya only agree, and even the attitude of the heroic ponytail girl would inevitably soften a bit, her eyes softly looked at Brando, suddenly felt this The guy is not so shameless.
But only a genius knew that Brando secretly breathed a sigh of relief after speaking. He was surprised to find that he seemed to have found a balance between Brando and his past. He has never been a person who adheres to the rules, but in recent days it seems that a big hand is pushing him forward mechanically behind his back, making him a little breathless.
But with the gradual growth of his strength and the baptism of his soul in the dream of the golden magic tree, the feeling of the past finally returned to him. It made him feel that he was ready to deal with the problem at once.
Even Brando's dexterity was added to the way of thinking.
It feels good.
He took out the ebony gargoyle statue, and there was still a small crack on the statue.
He turned his head and said: "You have to be prepared as well, Freya, turn the ring around, the flame agate in the middle is too conspicuous. Little Roman, you have to put the dagger next to your body, the lazy guards don’t Will search too carefully."
"Will my ring turn around too?"
"No, no one can see your broken ring."
"Brando, those people are the guards of the city! How do you look like you don't...trust them too much." Freya couldn't help asking.
"It's not that I don't trust it too much, but I have never trusted it before. You will know by then. Anyway, do as I say for now."
Freya has never entered the city, but she feels more or less making a fuss in her heart. But now Brando is an authority after all, she can only choose to believe it.
While Brando said, he took out the odds and ends of his body. It was mainly because some small objects found on the remains of the nobleman had not been able to be identified. He found that the pipe was ordinary debris, so he threw it away. And that piece of dark gray stone did not even recognize him-this is not surprising, there are thousands of production materials, and it is normal for Brando not to recognize one of these minerals.
The last glass bead was a bit interesting, Brando discovered that it turned out to be a container after a soul crystal was consumed. In layman's terms, it is a stored item. The spell in it should be Ten Feet Forbidden Sound-this spell is a very appropriate spell to bypass some monsters' nests during wild adventures.
But Brando was embarrassed that as a soldier, he didn't have the ability to activate storage items. He hesitated for a while before putting all these things and the cards close together, so as not to be touched by the greedy city gate guards.
He looked up at the sky, it was still early.
The three people came down from the east side of Findek, and there began to be dotted buildings along the way. Mainly the farms immersed in the night in the wilderness and the solitary houses of farm laborers. The farmland is distributed on both banks of the Songhe River, connected one by one, and there are also several inns in the wild. Those who are in legitimate business will patronize.
Of course, in fact, most of the adventurers themselves are not very clean except for the players. Not to mention the players, most NPCs confuse them with the tomb thief.
They walked in the wild for about an hour, and the towering walls of Ridenburg suddenly appeared in the night ahead. There is a brazier on the suspension bridge under the tower, and the fire light shines tens of meters away. Brando asked Freya and Roman to slow down, and then slowly walked out of the darkness at the edge of the fire.
The guards on the tower were chatting with each other, and there was a vague grunt. Brando was surprisingly sensitive to these voices, and he frowned, guessing that there were about seven to eight people on the tower.
As soon as the three of them appeared, the conversation stopped.
"Who are you?" The vigilance lasted for a short period of time, and then a soldier with a pointed helmet emerged from the tower and rushed down to ask. Roman raised his head, squinted his eyes, and saw clearly that there was a black pine mark on the pointed helmet.
Brando has said that the black pine mark indicates that it is a local army. The soldier of the Whitemane Legion should be the logo of a bunch of wolf feathers. As expected, Brando knew everything, she thought.
"A man, two women. We came from the forest, sir, we saw some strange things. My wife and I were terrified and wanted to go into the city to avoid it!" Brando raised his hand and rushed to the top. Shouted.
Freya was ashamed and angry at hearing it, what a man and two women, vulgar to death! When she heard Brando said that they were his wives, she finally couldn't help but quietly stab Brando's back with the scabbard, this damned fellow must be on purpose.
she thinks.
Roman doesn't matter, she thinks it's good to be Brando's wife, anyway Brando will protect her, right
Brando has a hard time saying, and only by saying that can he let the guard relax his vigilance. As for the following rhetoric, he, Freya, and Roman are all different, and they can't be said to be brothers and sisters, and the others are not fools.
"Do you have any weapons?" asked the tower.
When Freya heard it, she shook her sword nervously. But Brando didn't rush, raising his voice and replied, "How dare you walk in the forest without a weapon? Besides, I'm a former militiaman, sir."
The top of the tower fell silent, and only a long snoring sound remained.
After a while, a basket was placed on it, and then the guard shouted: "Take down your weapons and put them in the basket. Then we will pick you up one by one."
Brando nodded to Freya and told them to do as they were told. Although his azure thorn is more exquisite, no one can tell that it is a magic sword as long as it does not inspire a spell. After all, the wizard sword is still spread in the human world. After the weapons were handed in, a hanging basket was sent from above to let them go up one by one. Brando was afraid that Roman and Freya would suffer, so he took the initiative to go up first. The second Freya asked Roman to go up first, and then she was pulled up last.
However, as soon as she sat in the basket and was dragged up to the tower, she saw Brando and Roman in the state of adding their long swords, and the two guards were pulling out the long swords from their waists and walking towards her.
"What's this?" Freya was shocked and asked in surprise. She subconsciously cast her gaze at Brando, but she didn't expect the other party to turn her gaze to the side and did not respond to her question.
The ponytail girl panicked at once, she had always regarded Brando as the backbone of the team, but now it seemed that the only decision was in her hands. What is she going to do? Should these people be held hostage? Are these people doing things as usual
Brando, answer me quickly, what are you thinking, damn!
"Grab them all, these people are Madara's scouts!" But at this moment, Freya suddenly heard someone order from the corner. She was shocked suddenly, and then blurted back and asked: "Do you know that Madara's army has invaded?"
Brando looked terrible, although Freya had grown up. But after all, she is still a little girl who has never seen the world, and she messed up with a few words. She may think that there is nothing wrong with this sentence. She does not know that the most feared thing for the garrison of Lidenberg at this time is to report to Buche. People.
These people have to press down on the news in the city and wait until the settlement in the future to shirk responsibility. Brando knew very well that they thought that relying on the high and thick Ridenburg wall, of course, they could sit back and relax, but they did not know that the war was developing in an unexpected direction.
"Wait a minute, we are not scouts!" Freya couldn't help telling the difference: "We are Buche's militia, we have the token of Buche's security team!"
But the voice didn't pay attention to her at all, and straightly shouted, "Get her down, what are you still hesitating?" The speaker walked out in the darkness, wearing a set of dark chain armor, and the feathers on the pointed helmet proved He is the captain of this team.
However, this wretched middle-aged man was looking at Freya with a fanciful look, thinking that he didn't expect to pick up a good one this time. Of course he believed that Freya was telling the truth, and the armband of the militia was still wearing her.
But Buche's kind of poor country did not expect to have such an outstanding woman.
He stroked his chin.