Brando let the gargoyle let go of his paws, and he and Charles landed on the soft meadow. In the quiet woods on the top of the mountain, what they saw was a crooked wooden house—like a slum house, two stories high, with the light of dim candles shining through the gaps in the wooden boards.
"Lord Lord, this is where you are talking about Lvup?" Charsonson himself was sorely caught with his wrists. He carefully looked at the house in front of him, with a serious skepticism on his face: "I didn't want to question you, your lord. , But how do I look more like the place where the witches of Brunozon live."
"You read that right, this is the residence of a witch."
"Oh, the witches do have some ways to temporarily increase their strength."
"No, temporary power is too fragile."
"Then Lord Lord, your goal is spiritism? Spiritism is indeed an urgent method. But my lord, the evil spirits of the lower world are not easy to deal with. I have a few ways to deceive them, but I haven't tried it myself—" Brando walked to the wooden house, and the young man said after him.
"Charre, remember to tell me next time, but this time we are here to do business."
"Buy?"
Brando had walked to the door, he stopped, tensed his body and slowly adjusted his breathing.
Only he knew that the witch named Barbasa who lived here was just a cover. Nobles often left a secret road for emergency use when designing family castles, and the original owner of Yusong Castle, Duke Golan-Elson, made many enemies on the political field because of his conservative diehards. The castle is authentic. It avoids densely populated areas and continues to build on this hill.
As the wizard advisor to the Duke of Golan-Elson, it is only natural for Barbasha to guard the exit of the secret path for the lord here. This secret is the fact that the players found out the design drawings of the castle after repeated tug-of-saw battles with Madara in the Second Black Rose War to conquer Yusong Castle to no avail.
Brando is also very familiar with this 32-level witch called Barbass. When he was leveling in Ridenburg, this was the only shop selling mysterious items. Brando had not rich gaming experience at that time and liked to gamble on luck. As a result, the old witch swallowed a lot of hard-earned money.
But this is not the key anymore. The key is how he should subdue the wizard so that the next plan can be implemented. One of his hands was always on the hilt, and his fingers were cold from being too tight.
He hesitated for a while before bending his fingers and tapping three times on the seventy-degree inclined wooden board with two gaps in it, one long and one short.
A voice soon came from the second floor, sharp and old: "Who, if you want to divination, come back during the day."
"I don't divination, I bring something."
"You want to buy and sell, do you know the rules?" The voice upstairs paused and asked.
"I have what you need, witch."
"Really? You'd better bring out what I want, or I will dig out your heart and throw it at my dog." The sharp voice rang from the second floor to the first floor, accompanied by Deng Deng Deng's down. Loudness.
The door opened quickly, revealing an ugly old face. The witch looked at him with muddy eyes under his hood for a long time, and said, "Say something quickly."
Brando didn't even think about it, and chuckled out the sword and put it on her neck. His hand was beyond everyone's expectations, and even the Shire on the side was taken aback: Is there such a trader with others
When he is out of the sword, his whole body is like a tightened string, so that after success, there are some weaknesses all over his body. He sighed, and the hand holding the sword was trembling—as long as Barbasa's reaction was so fast, she had more than ten ways to beat herself into flying ash with a spell.
But fortunately, it is estimated that this old demon is also accustomed to pampering, and relying on the strength of the first-link wizard, she did not put herself in the eyes of the lower-rank black iron swordsman. Perhaps Barbasa still felt that even if the long sword was added, she was not without a chance, but for Brando, the outcome of the battle was already decided at this moment.
Charles was also taken aback. He thought that escaping from prison, or the trouble of finding an earl, was nothing short of a pediatrics compared to this moment; he found out as soon as Barbasha opened the door—this is One by one wizard, Martha is on top. A high-level wizard like her can hit him ten with one slap.
But the lord himself put the sword on the opponent's neck without saying a word.
"Young man, what do you want to do?" Barbasha asked sharply with a cold face.
"Before the little finger of your left hand completes the third measure, my sword will pierce your heart. I heard the witch say that the heart is the source of a person's life, and it corresponds to the magic triangle. I have always wanted to see if that is the case." Brando replied coldly: "Of course, if I were you, I would immediately stop this stupid behavior."
As soon as he said this, Barbasha and Charles' expressions changed drastically.
Charles thought to himself that this old witch was casting a spell, but he didn't even notice it. It must be a very sophisticated and advanced spell skill, but how did his lord recognize it
And Barbasha's heart was even more shocking. A swordsman who clearly didn't have a trace of magic ripples recognized her magic skills at a glance, and also accurately called out which spell segment he was in. Has the world turned upside down
"What do you want to do?" She softened her attitude and asked under the shock of her mind.
"It seems that Lord Golan-Elson doesn't have a friend in the capital. It must be the reason why the Lord Yusong Castle was loaned to the Lord Earl is because the other party is a close minister of His Majesty. If this is the case, why do you die for a stranger? "
Although Brando was confident in his words, in fact, his sword was shaking slightly. He is always paying attention to every detail of Barbasha's movements and eyes, for fear that the other party will play tricks. Originally, wizards of level 3 and 40 should have no secrets in his eyes, but his perception attributes are too low, and he can only guess and be fooled.
Brando felt that now he was bolder than anyone else.
But Barbasha's face changed again: "What did you say."
"My request is very simple. I want you to swear by your natal star to lend me the secret path of Yu Songbao once, only once, and I will not preach to anyone."
The old witch looked at Brando like a monster, and only she knew about the secret path of Yu Songbao except for Duke Goran-Elson. How did this young man know that even the Duke's relatives and his family did not know? Is he the illegitimate son of Golan-Elson
"I said no."
"I don't want to kill."
Only then did Barbasha realize that she had no room to negotiate prices. She thought for a while, had to subdue, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to the Witch Throne to prepare to swear, but Brando shook her head.
"Barbasha, isn't your natal sign Hydra?"
The witch shivered, how did he know? She couldn't help looking into the dark and faint eyes of the other party, as if all her secrets were exposed under the sharp eyes of the other party. The natal sign is the biggest secret of a witch, and she only gave it to Duke Golan-Elson. It's nothing more than to gain the trust of the other party. Barbasa felt that Brando became more mysterious, so she didn't dare to play tricks anymore, and honestly swore her own natal sign.
Brando breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his vest was completely saturated with sweat. He put down his sword and said to the Shire on the side: "Shire, go to the shelf behind and take off the rightmost scroll in the first row. There is also the box in the middle of the second row, and the three leftmost in the third row. Reagent bottle. Leave everything else alone."
At this time, Charles had already admired his lord. He had flattered that Brando was unpredictable in the sky before, but he really felt that the lord was a bit unpredictable.
And now Barbasa felt that she had fallen into a bottomless abyss. The young man knew what was really useful on her shelf without even looking at it, and what was full of vicious curses under the guise. To know those things are the secrets that really only she knows.
But when Charles opened the box, he cried out in surprise: "These are elemental crystals, Lord Lord, take a moment to absorb them and use them directly!"
But Brando shook his head and walked over to pick up the bottom three grey reagent bottles and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
Barbasha also raised her head questioningly. The old witch didn't even know what was in the three reagent bottles, but at her level, she could instinctively feel the magic ripples from some items, so she stayed. -After years and months, a thick layer of ash has accumulated.
Originally, reagents couldn't be tried randomly. Not only would the poison be eaten to death, but the wrong way of using the supplemental potion would make people die without disease.
Magic is inherently a powerful, mysterious and dangerous thing.
Charles glanced twice and shook his head.
"This is a mana potion, why don't you even know this." Brando wiped the dust off the bottle a little dissatisfied, revealing the light blue liquid below.
"Impossible!" Barbasha and Charles looked shocked.
"Why are you so surprised? Isn't it a magic potion? I want to ask you now, these three bottles of mana potion can increase your mana by four times. Regardless of the change in magic power, you think you have four times the mana. What level of wizard is it equivalent?"
"Intermediate wizard," Charles answered dryly.
"So, these are the three indicators I told you, three bottles of mana potions. Before you use them, you are an intermediate wizard. In fact, you are still just an apprentice now, understand?"
Charles nodded subconsciously, but it was a mana potion, known as the wizard's gold. This thing is born out of high-level alchemy, and it is not more productive than holy water-he himself has only seen it in the sheepskin scroll, so he just threw it to him casually
Brando picked up the long sheepskin scroll on the top of the shelf again: "This is a mysterious scroll that records how ascetics compress the air on both sides of their swords to sharpen them. Skills are attributed. Part. These are the three indicators. Now you understand what I mean by coming here to improve yourself?"
"Isn't it a thing to learn a skill overnight? Is it useful to grind the gun before the battle, the lord—" Charles said immediately, but he saw Brando opening the scroll and sweeping it, and then threw it away. The scroll fell on the ground with a hollow sound, and the latter stayed there for about a few seconds. Then suddenly backhand swiped a sword towards the door of the wooden house, with a'click', and the door frame broke apart three to five feet away, and the door panel split into two pieces and floated out for more than ten meters before landing.
Charles opened his mouth directly, his chin almost falling to the ground.
Brando also frowned, just practising this skill used 153 points of skill experience. This is not a cross-class skill. The consumption of intermediate skills is too outrageous. The forum says that this skill must be upgraded to level 25 at least. Isn't the experience required to spend it in fantasy
But in his opinion, it is worthwhile. After all, he has learned more than ten intermediate skills in his previous life, and half of them are professional skills. This scroll was about an intermediate skill that was closest to him in the early stage of the game, but unfortunately it was missed due to a little luck.
Therefore, whether or not to make the next plan, at least the skills on this scroll must be started. Now it's even more smoothly.
He put down the sword, turned back and said to Barbasa: "I borrowed your things, it's okay?" Saying it was borrowing, in fact, it's almost the same as grabbing. But this old witch is not a good thing, he has no psychological burden.
But Brando just asked casually, but he didn't expect Barbasa to plop and knelt down. He lowered his head deeply and touched the ground with his forehead: "The black prophecy says that only the dragon of darkness can see through everything about the witches. Secret, any method is nothing but a fancy in front of you. You have insight into people's hearts and clarified everything. The ancestors of Miner, it turns out that you have already returned—"
This time it was Brando and Charzie's turn.