Before evening, Brando got a map of the secret route for hunters to enter the forest. This is thanks to the hard-working propaganda of the bald boss of the Carriage House—or rather intimidation. You must know these secret trails in the forest that are only known to hunters, and each of them is a secret passed down by the hunters’ fathers in the area. If it is not for the safety of your own family, it is almost impossible to hand them over to outsiders.
Of course, the identities of the Count Brando and the royal knights also played a big role. The ordinary people always have such a subconscious understanding that a dignified noble does not need their secrets at all.
On the contrary, I heard that another knight from the royal family actually wanted to rescue their relatives personally. These people couldn't help but be grateful, and even volunteered to be Brando's guide, but they were all turned down by Brando— It's not that he thinks he can be more familiar with the forest in the north than the locals. It's just that it's not worth the gain to bring a burden for this little convenience.
Time is approaching the moment of sunset soon.
A red sun is slanting into the mountains on the west bank of Lake Valendon, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the whole world into a golden-red haze. In this twilight, a convoy consisting only of a carriage is leaving the north gate of Shallow Water Town. Brando drove his horse at the forefront of the team, walking along the crescent-shaped beach by the lake. His shadow was dragged by the setting sun, as if it were a silhouette of the gloomy North Ann Lasse Forest ahead.
Brando raised his head and looked at the forest buried in the shadows of the mountains, like countless nails lined up together in the dark canopy that stretched to the gray background of Mount Canary. It was a vast cedar forest.
A series of horseshoes rang behind my ears.
Brando turned his head to the side and saw a bright purple. Charles' robes fluttered slightly in the evening breeze, and a chestnut-colored war horse sat straddling it, rushing up from behind. Compared with the wizards of other schools, the highland wizard has more or less mastered riding skills because of his experience as an apprentice as a knight. This young wizard is undoubtedly one of the best.
"Hey, Lord Lord." Xia Er Xuebai grasped the reins with a hand-held cane, and said his unique greeting: "I just got an interesting thing, you must want to see it."
Brando didn't bother to look at this grinning guy. In his vision, the eastern sky sunset slightly faded, and a transparent light blue surged. Several white stars dotted the night sky of Walan, looming, a cool breeze blew across the lake, and floating golden fragments of light rippled on the waves, like several light bands.
Bathed in the evening breeze, he snorted softly: "What is it?"
He is very aware of the temperament of the guy who has followed him for a long time. If he shows too much interest, this guy might be proud of him.
Charles really laughed: "The hotel bill..."
Brando thought that the bald guy finally made some tricks on the bill again, and he couldn't help sighing—it's fine for tricks, but he was caught out—this is really disappointing. "It's just a messenger, there is no need to care about him."
"No, no," Charles shook his head straight: "I don't think he is that stupid. Did any of us replenish supplies at the hotel?"
Brando was slightly startled: "Supplementary supplies? Of course not, but you can ask Laurenna and his wife, maybe they bought something."
"I asked, they don't know, Lord Lord."
Brando turned around, with a suspicious look in his eyes. The team carried out the last replenishment at Fort Kurk, and there was no need to add supplies at all-he became vigilant: "What is going on?"
"I asked the waiter—"
"—Charles, point to the point. If you sell it again, I'll kick you into the lake." Brando replied badly.
"Good, good," Charles hurriedly raised his hand to surrender: "My lord, that's what the waiter said. The little girl with us asked him to buy these things."
"Then he settled the bill on us?" Brando was slightly puzzled when he heard this: "Does he think that we and the little girl belong together?"
"It's indeed from a group-but the little girl said it herself, if the waiter didn't lie." Shire spread his hands on the horse.
"Wait!" Brando reacted at once: "You said she left us the bill?"
"I'm afraid that's the case, Lord Lord," Xharhaha smiled: "Successfully conspired to seize the lord of Grudin and forced the orthodox nobles to admit it. Protected all confidence and hope, saved the ring of trade and wind, and went alone. Amperethel defeated the Grand Duke of Westfach and the Temple of Flames. Lord Tonigel, who had never suffered any loss, did not expect that he would finally capsize in the hands of a little girl today. No one would believe it. "
Brando raised his head, straightened up, facing the direction of the forest, and urged his horse to run faster. He squinted his eyes in the wind and replied, "That's right, it's really bad."
Charles saw the smug look of his lord, he couldn't help but startled slightly. He naturally couldn't catch up with Brando, who was riding the horse. He could only shout from behind: "... My lord, how do I feel that you have succeeded in conspiracy." Looks like?"
Brando smiled slightly, but did not answer. He is not only in a good mood, but very good-Mikaya? The name Everrey is famous in history, the witch of Aluche, the rebel, the witch of gold, the business woman of equality and sophistry, but one of the most famous—
It is undoubtedly the ruler of Brunosson, the lord of the winter kingdom, and the king of witches.
She is the ruler of time and space, the heir to the void witch Euphria, and is known as the most unique among the twelve witches. Because she is a witch, but she is also pursuing the rebellious way to break away from the witch's established destiny, and was once called the "rebel" by the witches.
But it was such a rebellious man who finally won the approval of the Winter Crown, becoming the first witch king to unify the twelve-line witches after a thousand years.
Mikaya is from Eruin, but before the Third Black Rose War, she left Eruin with her teacher and went to Cruz. Prior to this, the witch king had always lived in Aluche in Lantoniland, so she was also called the witch of Aluche.
Since then, Mikaya has experienced a life of turmoil for nearly thirty years. When she became the king of witches, Eluin no longer existed. Therefore, Brando does not have much intersection with the Witch King. This name is like one of many stars floating in the bright starry sky of Vaughan. Although brilliant, it is just a wave of waves in the long river of history.
But the meaning now is slightly different—
Mikaya is still a little girl, but her talent is beyond doubt. Brando now doubts whether the "parents" in the other party's mouth really exist, because her performance looks more like an orphan. Although it is a bit rude to think so, this is really great news for Brando.
Compared to persuading a noble couple to hand over their children to him for teaching, it is obviously much simpler to use a stable and generous environment to lure an isolated little girl. It can be seen from Mikaya's behavior that she must have no food and clothing, maybe she has lost her parents.
But Brando did not turn his horse's head, because he remembered that Mikaya officially became a witch around March next year. Before that, he still had a lot of time. Anyway, he had told the innkeeper of the Carriage House to help him pay attention-although he didn't think that with the calmness and intelligence that the little girl showed, she would stay in the shallow water after committing the crime. town.
But it doesn't matter, there is time.
Brando galloped in the wind with his horse, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The three heroes of Eruin, the Valkyrie, Antitina, Peru, Tamar, and Kaglis are outstanding young people. If you add the king of witches in the other side of history, they will become more and more outstanding. 'S talents are gathering on this big ship sailing out of the storm.
Eruin's history may really have to change because of this.
From the evening to the beginning of night, everyone in the convoy saw the young lord galloping under the moon. He ran a long circle along the edge of the forest and then returned to the original point. It seemed that he was extraordinarily energetic. .
However, few people understood what the Lord Earl was thinking, only a slightly cold gaze kept silently gazing at the silhouette under the moon.
Summer night is always especially late. Although a full moon had already run over the blue-gray mountain, the burning sunset was still reluctant to take back the last ray of afterglow. It was not until eight o'clock that the forest on the lakeside was completely darkened. If it were in the area of Tonigel, there was already a sound of insects in the forest at this moment, but the cedar forest looked extremely cold.
The rustling temperature and the solidified hoar frost on the pine trees seem to be incompatible with this season.
However, Brando did not slow down the team, but returned to the carriage and urged everyone to keep moving forward at the same speed. From here, go forward into the Foy Fork Road, and you will completely enter the North Allrather Forest. This place is far from the needle-falling hills, and the cedar forest is inhabited by the frost demon. It is a monster of more than 20 levels, even an experienced hunter can easily subdue them.
Of course, rely on traps and cooperation.
But Brando is looking for a more beautiful creature, and the first night into the forest is especially important to him—
He tightened the reins, slowed down the horse, bypassed the carriage full of supplies, and carefully checked the condition of the cowl and wheels. In the cold weather, walking on the undulating road in the forest is especially great for the load-bearing carriage, so you have to be more cautious.
Brando has experienced many adventures and naturally has relevant experience.
But when he walked to the other side, he saw a familiar face. The female knight was sitting on a dark war horse, holding the rein in both hands, and looking at him calmly, as if waiting for him for a long time here:
"The first night is important, right?"
Her voice was calm and cold.
After the night fell, the cold wind began to bring a trace of chill, it seemed to sweep across the forest, Brando shivered. Holding the rein in one hand, he looked at the female knight:
"Who are you?"
"It's not important. Let others camp." Nimessi swept the ebony-like hair behind her ears, and glanced at him from the corner of her eyes on the horseback: "You come with me, take your three Servant."
With that, she turned her horse's head around, leaving him with a handsome back.
"Wait..." Brando was stunned.
"Idiot," Nimesis replied back, "Don't ask so many meaningless words, isn't your task to catch the Crystal Deer, I know it's there."
As if a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, it landed directly on Brando, making him completely froze there.