The three men came out of the cell and watched Brando easily solve the three guards patrolling all over this floor. The whole process was silent and shockingly skilled. Freya has always wondered if Brando had done training before, but does the Highlander need to train this
The black jail under the barracks had no people in it, and the guard was very lax. There was also a dungeon in Ridenburg that was used to detain ordinary criminals. The black jail here was mainly used to house deserters and robbers. However, the way the army handles these people is generally executed on the spot, so since it was built, it has not been used several times, and the jailers are just dealing with it.
However, this dungeon in the game is used exclusively to house players, which is completely different from the situation here. It is overcrowded. If the Whitemane Legion has any major enemies besides Madara in the game, it must be such a dungeon.
After solving the guards on the patrol, the four of them led all the way to the center of this floor. The guard in charge of the keys was taken aback when seeing several people walking out of the darkness, and subconsciously turned around and pulled out the sword on the wall.
But Brando immediately raised the protective glove holder, and a layer of blue light appeared on the gloves, blocking the guard's sword. The blue light is about the size of a football, and inside it is like an outward force pushing away a sharp sword.
The white mane light infantry was taken aback, and Brando had already seized the sword in his hand. Then the young man pushed him outward and hit him against the wall, causing him to faint with a muffled snort. However, in Brando's view, these were ordinary soldiers, and he didn't kill him if he had the ability. They all caused dizziness.
Freya saw him knocking down the last enemy behind, and couldn't help but say: "So you are so powerful, Brando-if it weren't for this time, I would have been watching the sky from the bottom of the well."
"You're good too, don't be arrogant. The white swordsman is at the middle level, and it is more than enough to enter the security team." Brando replied when he found the key to the upper level from the guard.
"White swordsman?"
"It's not standing," the young Charr explained on the side: "The swordsmen of the three ranks of black iron, silver, and gold correspond to the three ranks of knight attendant, the official knight and the upper knight; and the sword of the black iron rank. The scholar is also called the Knight Reserve in Eruin. If there is a little future for the noble children, they will be sent to the big noble family to become a servant."
"According to tradition, swordsmen of this level enjoy the right to salute without taking off their hats when they see squires and lords and other lower-level nobles. However, this tradition was almost abandoned half a century ago. And under the black iron swordsman. , Means no position. Generally speaking, the strength of your garrison and militia is at this stage, but there is a difference between top and bottom."
"So that's the case." Freya suddenly realized that her previous gaze was still restricted to the number one swordsmanship among the militiamen, and it was at this moment that she widened.
However, Shire's words were not over. He probably saw that his lord cultivated the girl's mind, so he continued: "The black iron swordsman represents the first level of power (3-20'Oz), and the silver swordsman represents the second level. Level power (20-100'Oz), Golden Swordsman represents the third level power (100-500'Oz). Our wizards correspond to intermediate wizards, first-ring wizards and second-ring wizards, priests and other professions. There is also a similar division. In fact, this class division is not based on a certain country as a standard, but strictly set by the Temple of Flame."
Freya and Roman couldn't help blinking, wondering if there was so much truth in it. But in fact, these things are not rare knowledge among ordinary people, but Bucher is too remote.
"You must know that in those strong empires such as Gruz and Bansei, the soldiers of the Standing Legion are at least the lower reaches of the Black Iron, and there are almost no captain-level figures below the silver. It is only in Eruin, even half of the frontline soldiers of the Frontier Legion. The above is not up to the level of a black iron swordsman, and even the captain-level figure who serves as a knight is only at the level of the middle reaches of the black iron." Charles said pointedly.
"Charle, if you say that, we will be beheaded."
"Lord Lord, you are not afraid of beheading, and I, as a follower, will naturally not be afraid." The young man replied cleverly, and he continued: "Lord Lord should have the level of a black iron swordsman, right? It’s very rare for age. Charles is honored to follow such an outstanding person."
Brando said that if you don't talk about Revelers and Chosen, it's not a lot of people who are born with the talent of knights. It would be wonderful if his accomplishment was completed in a few days, but Charles didn't know this. But flattery is a cool thing, and he doesn't bother to dismiss it.
Anyway, the slightly surprised gazes of Roman and Freya made him quite satisfied, didn't they
Charles looked at the fainted soldier on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "There seem to be other prisoners in the 5th, 17th, and 22nd cells. Should we release them to help us escape, Lord Lord? Outside? If it is a barracks, the more people there are, the greater the chance of success seems to be."
Freya glared at this guy immediately, what a bad idea is this. Didn't Brando say that the people detained here are all really heinous people.
"No, too many people will only affect my plan." Brando replied confidently.
"as you wish."
Brando turned around again: "Romain, do you know where your aunt is?"
Roman shook his head: "I don't know either, but said he would live in a cousin's house?"
"Where does that cousin live?"
"I know, it's at the Bonoan market. I heard my aunt say that that man seems to be a distant relative of Aunt Roman, a small woolen merchant named Hood." Freya replied.
Brando looked at Roman: "Your family has the tradition of a merchant."
The businessman returned with a sweet smile.
Now that the place to go is determined, then it is easy to handle it next. The first floor of the dungeon under the barracks was even smaller, and there was only one jailer—Brando confirmed that the four jailers on the next floor were also temporarily increased because of the number of them. After solving this layer, they continued to move up and came inside the barracks.
Brando is very familiar with this place. First, he took back Freya's wind back half body from the temporary warehouse with ease, and then grabbed a sword in everyone and armed it. It's just a pity that those soldiers have no experience in stunning them, otherwise Brando might as well wake them up and stun them a few more times.
In the meantime, Charles proposed more than once to agitate the prisoners in the cell, so that they could escape in the riot: the reason is simple, they dealt with one or two white mane light infantry and attacked suddenly, but it was easy. But once they got to the yard outside, it was really difficult to kill the four of them alone.
But Brando vetoed it.
During the conversation, they had sneaked into the top floor of the barracks. Brando opened the wooden door on the top of the tower and walked out-outside is an open-air walkway, flanked by parapets for temporary defense. Brando didn't look at it and knew that from there was a tributary of the Yusong River in the city, from here about one-fifth of the city could be overlooked.
But he didn't come to see the scenery. They walked up all the way and stunned seven guards. According to the training level of the Whitemane Corps, the abnormality would be discovered in about ten minutes. Brando raised his head and looked at the sky. The moonlight was beautiful tonight, and the thick clouds could not cover the round of silver discs in the night sky.
"What are you doing, Brando?" Freya couldn't help but poking him at the back, she couldn't help thinking that this guy would not escape from prison just to see the moon. Although it is impossible to think about it, according to the past of this guy, it is not impossible that it will happen.
She looked at Shire again, the young man also looked at the sky with his master with his hands on his back, without saying a word. One master and one servant are in a tacit understanding.
"The moonlight is good tonight," Brando replied smoothly.
"You—" Freya gritted her teeth with anger, really wanting to punch this guy in the face, and see if he can still smile.
"My aunt said that the moon's name is Luca. Luca was born because of Elaine, who is Alice's sister, the goddess of twins. Because of the moon, there will be mysteries in this world." Roman looked up. Little face, staring at the moon and said.
"Your aunt knows a lot," Charles replied on the side: "This is a secret passed on among wizards in this world. There is a book called'Dark Epic' that tells about the events that have happened in the past countless years."
"You mean Roman's aunt is a wizard?" Freya was shocked.
"Not necessarily, people who have something to do with magic. Some witches in the country also understand some rumors in this regard." Charles replied.
The girl with a long ponytail couldn't help but glance at Roman, who stared at the moon in a daze as if he hadn't heard these words. But Freya thought, Aunt Jenny was indeed a little mysterious, she often brought back some weird things from outside. Everyone in the village said she was a witch and didn't have much contact with their family.
But Brando was listening to the conversation between these three people, but a strange sentence came to his mind:
XVI: THETOWER—
The lost'moon' took away the light.
He was taken aback, thinking he had hallucinations. He shook his head quickly, but he couldn't help thinking of the dream he had in a coma that night.
In a quiet and dark environment, everything in the dream looked strange. However, there is only a black moon, and a tall tower standing quietly in the middle of a pitch-black lake has been running through this dream.
After that he met Freya. But he just thought of this when he heard the merchant lady staring at the moon and saying, "Something is coming, Brando."
The remaining three raised their heads.
After waiting for about twenty seconds, everyone present heard the deep sound of flapping their wings from the sky. But Freya was puzzled and uneasy, Brando and Charles didn't panic, especially Brando, he raised his head.
The next moment, the gargoyle with its wings spread out from the clouds under the moonlight. The winged stone demon in the bright moonlight, above the clouds, formed a mysterious composition in the eyes of the three people—
"Brando, that's your gargoyle!" Roman recognized it instantly.
"Well, are you afraid of heights?"
The businessman shook her head quickly.
"You, what do you want to do, Brando?" Freya's face turned pale after thinking of something.
…
When Lord Jin Guo broke into Burnley’s home with a heavy face, the honorary aristocrat who claimed to be a master workshop owner and industrialist was looking at a delicate brass armor with a magnifying glass. A collector is invaluable.
Burnley took back the magnifying glass in his hand unhurriedly, glanced at his companion, and said jokingly: "Why, could it be that the guy took someone out of the city overnight?"
"It's not that serious, but the prisoners ran away tonight!" When Seber mentioned this, he couldn't help being angry. In fact, he was not so angry, but the lunatic actually ran to him. The mansion came up and yelled at him.
"That's just a small matter, how did they run?"
"This is not what I am angry about." Lord Jin Guo shook his head and took a deep breath: "I am angry that the'tiger' Luc Besson of the Whitemane Legion actually ran up to me and yelled at me, saying that I had a highland knight. His descendants are locked in his dungeon, do you want to trouble him?"
"Highlander?" Burnley was startled.
"Well, he said that one of the three people was a Highlander. There was also his wizard who was with him. My God, he actually came to ask me for someone, saying that I can't move that person, and he must get him. Go to the regiment." Lord Jin Guo was furious when he mentioned this.
"The results of it?"
"As a result, the result is that I want to take someone to settle this matter. In the middle of the night, that guy is so deceiving!" He replied angrily.
"Don't be impulsive, you let Granson do this. I'll transfer some people from the private army to help you." Burnley replied with a smile.
Lord Jin Guo gave him a grateful look, and for the first time he felt that the round face was not that annoying. But he thought for a while and reminded: "In fact, I have one more thing. I heard that you recently shipped a batch of armor into the city? You have to be careful. Although cultivating your own power is not a big deal now, be careful not Let others handle it."
He couldn't help but glanced inside the house.
"It's just a personal hobby." The industrialist replied with a smile.