The Amber Sword

Brando, put the sword down.

“The sky is too dark and choosing to come out at this time doesn't look like a good thing.” He smiled and looked at these people, passing unnoticed from more than twenty people.

The young members of the guard subconsciously separated the way, and Brayson held the sword in his hand and stared at Brando in the shadow, but he also restrained himself, because he understood that once gestures were made, they could not hide the movement on this side. Someone next to him tried to rush up, and he stopped him with his hand.

The woods were temporarily sword-throwed.

But Brando went all the way to the woods and stopped and said, "Bryson, is that what you learned in the Guard to disobey orders? And the plan is still so bad, you should know Captain Madden's temper, you want to coerce him into agreeing to your request? If I were you, I would just sneak out with someone and leave a message for him...”

Everyone is nitrogen.

Bryson moved manually on the handle of the sword, and he flashed a little doubt in his eyes and couldn't help but wonder what this guy wanted to do. What did he want?

“Tell me when you attack and I'll decide when to leave. ”

“Before dawn. ”

The young lieutenant guard thought that, although there was some doubt about Brando's motives, the other party's plan did sound tempting and much more feasible than their original one.

“Then you'd better go hide in the Fox Forest, which should be the closest safe place to Madara's Undead Army. Besides, I'll pick up a note and bring it to Martin so he knows you're going to attack before and after the Red Star disappears, right? ”

“ …… ”

“Also, focus when dealing with corpse witches, whose spells only work for people with weak will! ”

“Brando, what do you want? How did you find Zeta and them? Where did you learn your sword?” Bryson put his hand down from the sword and asked, sinking like water.

“Well, after this farewell. I may not see you, you may not see me, whether it's a dead enemy, whoever can't get used to it, may be a memory. Good luck to the people of Eluin. ”

Brando waved, saying that what he wanted to do was not worth mentioning.

Bryson is silent.

……

Without mentioning Bresson's insistence on letting Madden jump like Ray, Freya assembled a militia unit there and found herself powerless. The November war veteran had to make up a few other villagers to form a self-defense unit and then prepare to pull the dagger beach to the north.

Meanwhile, Joson and Little Finnish, who had broken one hand, were sending Brando and Roman away. Little Finnish, too young to leave the militia under Freyale's command, was upset, but after all, he was a teenager. Brando only exaggerated, and he was fighting and risking his life in Lidenburg.

Of course not. Otherwise, it is estimated that by then Anzek will have been stabbed with a sword by Freya. Although Brando does need a hand, Little Finnish is too small to fit.

He touched this hairy kid's head.

And Joseph on one side looked at Brando shamelessly, a little shy. He knew that it was because of this young man himself that he could survive, and of course he could not blame anyone else for this, he could only blame him for being too timid.

“Yes… excuse me, Brando, thank you… for saving me. ”

“It's okay, everyone has a moment of confusion. Jonathan, you're all willing to take you out because you believe you're going back to them. Well, cheer up and don't let anyone else look down on you. ”

“Thanks.”

Brando nodded, and he glanced at the sky - the stars were hiding, which heralded the dawn. But because of the loss of the light of the stars and the moon, this will be the darkest moment of the earth, but it doesn't matter, because the dawn is already on the far side of the mountain.

Retracting his gaze from the dark shadows of the mountains, he lit a torch with Roman. Although it may not be wise to light a torch in the dark, they are going in a direction far away from the areas controlled by Madara's army. Even if there are occasional beasts, Brando thinks that the biggest threat in the Beledore Forest is nothing more than a wolf, more than three or five heads, and he can easily cope.

Besides, wild animals are afraid of fire.

The two traveled south along dense forests, and the end of the fire was filled with black pine groves common in the Golan, occasionally shadowed by animals. They crossed a hill or two and looked down as the terrain gradually became rough. Strangely enough, the surrounding trees seem to have begun to wither, and the surface is stretched out with a stubborn boulder, especially beneath the valley, full of rocks.

“Brando?” Roman asked that there were still some fears in the suddenly changing environment.

“Well, nothing. Stay close to me. ”

With such a scene, Brando knew it was close to its destination.

Nor has he ever been to Xavier Hills Road in the game, a very famous place where the dangers are arguably lifeless for people below level 20. But Brando knows a special case.

He couldn't resist remembering something about the place:

The Xavier Trail, in the south of the Beledore Forest, crossed the Pine Valley in a lush forest, which was opened because of the delivery of timber downstream of the Pine River, but most of the timber plants later faded as Madara expanded.

As a result, the Xavier Trail went down, turning into a trail that illegal businessmen would only pass if they smuggled away from the gate. Later, a golden demon tree took root, extracting the earth's nutrients, withering the forests around it and killing all inadvertently entering creatures, and gradually the Xavier Trail became a dead no-go zone.

The leader of the Golden Demon Tree of Level 31 has awakened the second level of power, to the same extent as the swordsman of the iron ranks and the intermediate wizard. Even the regular army will not easily provoke such intractable enemies. Moreover, it has not blocked the connection between Riedenberg and Butch, and the knights of the kingdom are lazy to ignore.

This is a famous copy of the game, where the Golden Demon Tree leader dominated the game for the first three years. NPC's response is to insert a plank in the doorway in Dwarf, Elf, and Cruz's General Language Book:

“Danger! Whoever enters this place should give up all hope! ”

At first, of course, there were some short-sighted players who wanted to challenge themselves, but the scattered people couldn't even see the face of the Golden Tree. It was only about a year after the game began that people gradually began to travel with each other, but most also arrived only around the Pine Valley today and were forced to return.

And even in the second half of the second year, there is often news of the demise of the team of players between local bars, which becomes a bargain after tea meals. Then, during the Second Black Rose War, fewer, but more professional teams entered the Xavier Mountain Trail adventure.

Brando remembers that he entered the valley in that era, and his experience in the game was mediocre, neither aggressive nor overly conservative. He remembered that time when their team had arrived all the way to the Pine River Beach, where they could even look out over the southern shore at the dense black forest and the shadowed mountains.

However, on that adventure he gave him his deepest memory, instead of the vast contrast between the scenery along the way and Butch, the intensity of the monsters in the copies and the frequency of encounters were almost at the limit of the team's consumption every day. In the end, everyone could not help but quit.

Less than two months after that, an association called Meda completely solved the problem in the area. The Guild was famous for a while, but then people realized that they weren't strong enough, just luckily they came up with a special set of tricks. Later, the punch was put on the internet by someone with a heart, and it took a single golden demon tree rush.

And that was to brush the heart of a golden tree. Brando happens to be one of the beneficiaries of this video.

But at that time, Butch had an average rating of twenty-seven, and Brando remembered that entering this copy was also twenty-seven. Luckily, however, he only asked to pass the Xavier Trail this time, not to kill the Golden Demon Tree leader, and he still had the wind back ring and his own purifying effect on the dark creatures, otherwise he was helpless.

Imagine the emotion, the price of magic equipment remained high until the end of the first year in the game. When entering Xavier Hillway, he did not even think about equipment with more than 10OZ power. As for such objects as the wind back ring and the Spike of Light, it was more like a cloud.

And because of the prophet's perception, this world had already embraced two things from the beginning, which made him feel a little unreal. Brando can't help but feel a little feverish if he's lucky enough to escape and think about the future.

But that is why the opportunity before us should be valued even more. He tightened the sword in his hand and greeted Roman more closely. The future merchant lady seemed to really have some talent for adventure. She was also very flexible when she stretched her hands to the left on the pointy stone in the valley and jumped a little to the right.

At dawn, the stars also disappeared, surrounded by a dark death silence, only fire left to peel and burn, the shaking light reflected deep trenches and shadows on the rocks stacked together.

Far away, like two dots of Mars in a mountain forest.

Brando remembered that there was a mountain where the wind could be avoided. It was too dangerous to enter Xavier Hill Trail at this time. He decided that it would be safer to go on the road during the day, but almost avoided the activities of Madara's Undead Army here.

The first Maddala army to arrive in Riedenburg in history was in the Kabbas department, on the morning of the third day. In other words, he has a whole day to schedule his own plans, and he has plenty of time.

He raised his head and seemed inconspicuously to see a signpost ahead.

……

Today is the birthday of the revival demon hunter's decadent classmate, and tomorrow is his reception day, which seems to herald some good omens. Remember to support the decadence tomorrow as a gift for his late birthday. Referral tickets, of course.

Book your tickets for tomorrow, get ready to flush the book list, feel a little low, some people have predicted the book's parade, beg students to support breaking this myth.)