The Amber Sword

Chapter 92: Valkyrie and Brando

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Brando looked at Freya in silence, knowing that she might be unable to figure out the joints for a while. This is also very normal, after all, this country girl has never come into contact with the complicated and old-fashioned livelihood between these nobles.

But to put it bluntly, it's actually very simple, it's nothing more than an interest.

So he simply opened up the topic and said frankly: "I know that you have something difficult to accept. But the fact is that, even if we just do it, it is not enough-because we are just a pawn in the hands of the nobles, and they just care about this pawn. Will it have an effect, and don't care about the life and death of the chess pieces themselves."

Freya was surprised, then raised her head to look at him.

Madden frowned and sighed. What Brando said undoubtedly confirmed what he had seen in the past few days. The nobles unanimously said that they should be rewarded immediately, and everyone was very enthusiastic, but it was bluntly to achieve each other's purpose. What can they get in the end? It may be a promotion of one or two people, a small amount of reward or even just honor.

But the things he had mentioned several times about the homeless villagers in Buche have been falling to the ground.

"Freya," Brando turned around now, looking at Freya's light brown eyes, and said: "You want to protect the villagers of Butcher, if you just want to be pregnant after the war, everyone will get Rewards and commendations, and then return to your hometown happily and steadily back to such naive and unrealistic ideas in your past life, I am afraid you will be disappointed."

"Brando?"

"If you just hold on to the idea of relying on others, you will become the abandoned son of the nobles when they use them." He interrupted her and continued.

If Brando had said this earlier, Freya would not believe it. But after watching so much all the way, she also realized this more or less, so the girl with a long ponytail hesitated and asked: "But what should I do, Brando?"

"Of course I grow up and become someone who can protect others." Brando replied.

"I understand, but I—" Freya couldn't help but replied eagerly. She thought that she was just a small militia captain, how could it be possible to grow up to the same level as those aristocratic nobles, this country girl thought and thought about it, but still thought it was impossible.

"Are you worried that you can't do it?" he asked.

Freya nodded.

"Don't worry, the opportunity will come soon, trust me, remember what I said?" Brando smiled and replied.

Freya stayed for a while.

Brando understands that, in fact, he didn't say his real plan. In fact, he hoped that this girl with a long pony tail could enter the Royal Cavalry Academy, receive higher education, and learn the kingdom's most orthodox command and tactical knowledge.

Because on the one hand he didn't want to change the path that the future Valkyrie used to walk, on the other hand, he really needed someone to enter the upper echelons of the kingdom.

From the current point of view, Roman didn't have this idea at all, and the only person who had an idea and trusted him was Freya.

In terms of safety, naturally, there is no need to consider. The Royal Academy is located in Vilan, south of Anlek, and is one of the royal family's private domains. It was one of the earliest domains controlled by the princess during the civil strife in December, so there is no problem.

And this incident itself did no harm to Freya.

Because of the fact that Eluin’s classical military command and tactics are not backward, the war-torn history has left many outstanding military commanders and tactical ideas for this country—it’s just that its internal group is too degenerate, making these legacy impossible. Just play.

Just like during the ZTE period, Eruin also had a group of very good young officers. And Brando believes that Evreya's seriousness will definitely absorb knowledge like a sponge in this atmosphere. After she has accumulated enough thick and thin hair, she will quickly emerge and attract the attention of the princess as in history.

Brando remembers that in the sixty-fourth spear contest of the Royal Cavalry Academy in June of the second year in history, Freya met the eldest princess of Eruin. Perhaps there will be some changes in history, but his butterfly has not had time to flap its wings, so he thinks that the changes will not be too great.

And especially, he is eager to use Freya to understand what the future regent princess Griffin Corkova Manofi, who is just sixteen years old this year, thinks.

Brando believes that there is a conflict of core interests between herself and the princess. She wants to revive the kingdom, and Brando also tries to change the ultimate fate of Eruin. Only the genius of the Corcovado family could do that step. Brando was worried that the half-elf girl from the royal family could not let go of the interests of the nobility in the end.

But Brando is not the case, he still upholds the dream left over from the game, he can't forget those like-minded companions who fought side by side with him in the past, and the scenes that have happened in history.

Can he watch Eruin finally fall into the flames of war? I remember the day when King Menstros was captured, the palace and city were burning in flames, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. On that day, he and many players were ordered to retreat from the north and look back at the southern homeland on the road—many people were Cried.

The time is too short for them to change.

Can he watch Freya do her best to die in the Crimson Canyon in Dalal? I remember that day all of them fought desperately, and he fell above level seven alone, and there were countless players like him.

But what was the result

Brando looked at Freya, who had been turning her head and not looking here. At the moment, she was still like a girl next door, but she had been wearing a silver sun flower armor at that time, and her hand was embroidered with a black pine leaf emblem. The square flag-known as the symbol of Eruin's courage.

But in the end they still did not protect the main banner. The Valkyrie wearing silver armor was finally standing and sacrificed in the war. Perhaps she at least fulfilled her promise:

To shed the last drop of blood for this land.

It's a pity that Eruin is too weak and too old. The three legions actually stopped. Cruz's reinforcements stood by. On the day of the decisive battle, apart from Freya's own legion, there were only players besides the players.

Thirty-six thousand players who swear to death are nothing more than a hindering stone in front of Madara's army.

Known as the jewel of Corcovado, what about Princess Griffin of Eruin's shining stars, for the kingdom to marry Grand Duke Anlek who she doesn't like, she was depressed for her whole life, and finally could not escape everything. Hui's conspiracy was killed in a murder.

In that world, Elu was the only players left because they were the only ones left.

His past head, his senior sisters and seniors. I have been away from the Amber Sword for many years, but every time we talked about past battles at the party, everyone still couldn't help being silent and their eyes astringent.

Eruin's spirit no longer exists.

Brando looked at Freya, then at Roman and the elderly Madden. Can he tolerate this happening again? He shook his head. Maybe if he didn't know what was going to happen, he could still choose someone to escape. With his knowledge of the world, he might create a legend.

It’s a pity that God brought him to Eruin at the moment when the first Black Rose War broke out, and let him know Roman, Freya and everyone else in this history. Brando may understand that he has already What kind of mission is on my back.

If he wants to change history, he can't take into account the interests of certain people, and he will clean up the people who stand in front of him one by one. But he also understands that there is a voice in his heart telling him: Brando, if you go this way, you may have to face the local nobles who are deeply rooted in the whole territory of Eruin, even the five historians. The overwhelming great prince, even the pride of his Royal Highness, such as the Princess Regent, must choose to compromise in front of them.

You even have to face Madara, who is growing and embarking on the most glorious period in history, and its genius generals emerge in an endless stream-"Black Lord" Instaron, "One-eyed General" Targus, and "Immortal" Veran Germany, "Black Rose Pride" August, "Imperial Sword" Greta, and the emperor holding a mercury rod, any one of them is an unborn genius—how could a Valkyrie of a mere civilian background stop him? On the road of history, even if you are added, what can you do

In the north, the Cruz people are also watching everything indifferently. Brando, today’s Eagle Empire is no longer the cradle of that ancient and benevolent human civilization. The pride of the plateau people. The eleventh son of Grande Grande Torti is presiding over an iron and blood reform. The machine is playing vigorously, and the third holy war will soon begin with the appearance of the slate of the earth.

At that time, Madara, Cruz and even the northern countries of Buja were nothing more than chess pieces on a huge chess game, fighting for survival.

Are you really sure to face all this? Brando, if you choose this way, Eruin will have to face almost the entire world—because you have chosen to stand on the opposite of history.

But Brando shook his head and threw out the cold thought entrenched in his mind, all of which he had thought about when he led the group of refugees to a bloody way from Ridenburg. Even if he is facing a world, Brando’s pride in his heart comes from being a player in this world—this identity is like a collection of countless figures in another world, and it symbolizes a group of people’s original rules for this world. Challenge.

There may be some arrogance to think so.

But Brando believes that, instead of seeking to do it, just seeking to do it, at least to make up for regrets.

So this is not just Freya's choice, he is also the same.

That's why he feels that time is pressing-at least he must have a certain amount of power and right to speak during the small period of peace between the end of the Black Rose War and the beginning of the civil strife in December. Any kind of promotion path within this decadent system is unreliable. He doesn't have that time. In this troubled world, the only way to quickly have the right to be a chess player is to obtain territory and an army.

He did have a plan.

West, that dusty kingdom.