The Amber Sword

The Dark Dragon was the dead enemy of the Four Saints in Jihad, especially Gilt, the King of Fire, and it was even more the enemy of the bereavement. Although Brando wondered why Barbassa the Witch said so, this time he could not come down, otherwise he would inadvertently stand opposite the whole world of light: “The Dark Dragon Odin? You witches see him as a guide to a dark fate that I know has nothing to do with me. ”

He looked at Babassa and saw that the old witch was still kneeling on her knees in horror, shaking her whole body. Brando was slightly overreacting. He forgot that the people of this world have great respect for the existence of God and the power of the Mo, and even on the side of hostility, they do not willingly disrespect each other verbally.

He was unacceptable as a player and the other half came from Brando's influence. So when you mention these names, you naturally reveal an equal divine colour.

That equality was nothing to himself, but it was a great disrespect to Charles and Barbasa. But the situation is a little different now - the old witch Babassa is in deep panic, and Charles hasn't come out of her previous worship - so nature leaves more doubt in their minds.

Brando realized that, too, and he shook his head: "Forget it, whatever you think. As long as you don't interfere with me, you don't go there until the sun rises. ”

Barbassa arrived on the ground with her forehead, and she dared not move.

Brando made a gesture to Charles, who was stunned, telling him there was a dark door under the table for him to open. The young man moved the table half-heartedly, lifted the carpet and pressed it with his hand. There was indeed only a thin layer underneath - Charles was already somewhat surprised by the prophetic perception of his lord, and could only be attributed to the fact that there were still some things in the world that could not be explored with 'manpower'.

He found the handle while pulling it apart, revealing a steep staircase of black holes underneath.

“Lord, shall we go in now?” He asked.

“Of course. What else do you want? ”

“Huh, Big Leidenberg, can't there be another LVUP? ”

“Do you think magic objects are big cabbage in the ground? Pick them up if you want. ”

“Cabbage? ”

“I mean, you know that thing.” Brando slapped his forehead and found himself talking again. Warnde knew him a little differently in that world.

“Of course, but, Lord, when you say it, it becomes extraordinarily different. Big, white, vegetable, what a poetic word, I'm sure its roots must come from the ancient language, you read the same way. ”

Brando couldn't help laughing, this guy. But in fact, he knows that there are at least two places in Lidenburg where there are hidden branches and benefits - underground churches and famous wind towers, but both have hierarchical limitations similar to those of a goddess. And it's not the kind of NPC that Barbasa can take, so he'll have to give it up again and again.

He now has the biggest ideal of hammering his power and collecting all the treasures he knows, but now his time is too tight. His first goal now is to be a survivor, not a statistic - and by the end of the first Black Rose War, Brando had plenty of time to implement his plan before the civil unrest in Eruin - and under the pile of experience and the best equipment, it does not seem to him impossible to be a member of the Vaughn Xeon.

Brando never thought that the strong didn't have to rely on equipment, and as a player, a system built together of attributes, equipment, and skills seemed essential to him.

He picked up one side of the box and swept all the crystals inside into his belt bag: twelve wind elements, one fire element, only three or two pieces of blue water. These elemental crystals, also known as elemental crystals, are condensations of free elements in the physical world. They were supposed to be irregular prism-shaped crystals, but because they needed to be manually ground into a pointy columnar equivalent, each contained 1 energy.

After they scraped Barbasa's collection, they walked into the tunnel like the most competent bandits and took Barbasa's candles. The Witch's candle is also a magical object that sends people where the light can touch them, a secret to life that only witches know - Brando of course.

The secret passage of Yu Ping Castle is about 1.5 km long, and most places are narrow enough to accommodate only one passenger. A slightly larger area also houses three human-sized poisonous spiders, which wizards often do, raising servants to guard themselves. Barbasa obviously put them here to please the Duke of Goran-Elson, but it's okay to scare ordinary people, which is a total of nine points of experience for Brando.

The other end of the tunnel leads to the back of a row of wine racks in the cellar of Castle Pine, but since the secret passage for escape cannot naturally be too dead, Brando grabbed a little bit on the wall and found the organ - to move the rack with the iron slide underneath to the side.

Both came out of the tunnel for a long breath - no matter how well ventilated, the smell of dust accumulating over time in the narrow tunnel was unbearable to the average person. After a long walk, Charles almost thought he had a thick layer of ash all over his lungs.

“Fifteen minutes has passed, Lord.” As soon as he walked out of Yongdao, he took a silver pocket watch out of his arms and looked at it and replied.

“It's okay.”

“Hmm?”

“I had reserved time for the Duke of Goran-Elson's treasure trove, so it seemed I had to give up. Most of the nobility's collections in the villa, however, are just some artwork and jewellery, which is of little use. ”

“Your Lordship is so resolute that not everyone can move colors in front of treasures. ”

“No, you misunderstood Charles. I mean, just grab a couple of them on the way, and I'll tell you what's real. ”

“ …… ”

Charles was surprised by his lord's silent greed, but he did not know that a bandit trait like Brando did not stem from his own personality, but was a subconscious act of being a player.

They walked up the stairs and stopped talking to each other instead of an appointment. Brando extinguished the candle and handed it over to the servant behind him, placing his hand on the door handle leading to the outside of the cellar, the force exploded and the door rubbed against the sound.

Immediately he pushed the door out, and the two guards were looking at him with dismay, but they only saw Brando's other hand pulled out the sword. The swordlight drew a beautiful silver arc forward, and the two guards had just finished pulling the sword in half of their hands, and a 'dawn' sword was knocked out with a sheath.

They were frightened and realised that the arrivals were not good enough to try to escape, but how could Brando let them go and not hesitate to catch up with them from behind, one sword at a time, resulting in their lives.

This is Brando's first murder.

He had almost nothing in mind when he killed the two of them, and he couldn't even talk about his blank head. He felt more calm at that moment than usual. Because he and Charles are bound to die if they don't die, which is the battle of your death, and he doesn't even think much about what Roman will do, what Freya will do, and the mere instinct of survival is enough for him to do that.

But it was only after the killing that Brando felt a great sense of asphyxiation. He tried to calm his breath, holding the sword in his hand and standing there motionlessly, letting the blood drip down the blade onto the slab, with no response.

At that moment, he thought about a lot, a lot of clutter going into his head, and instead, he gave his mind a vacuum, almost a moment of disorientation —— first to find an excuse, but then just to comfort himself a little bit.

“Lord Lord?” Charles saw his anomaly.

Brando raised his hand to show it was okay, but he was supposed to drag the two bodies into the cellar and hide them, but he wasn't in the mood for it. He was already at the limit of not seeing each other, and he was not afraid of killing, but rather temporarily unacceptable to the shock.

But what reassured him slightly was that killing was inexperienced. I don't know why he would be comforted by this, he should have needed experience urgently, but Brando thought that if he could get experience with murder too - maybe he would have some unacceptability.

He thought about the fact that, after all, he was still the first person to accept the fact that he could not profit from the same kind of life.

“Now let's split up.” Brando took a breath and replied.

“Whatever you say. ”

“I went all the way up to the Count's trouble, and you rang the alarm bell from the other side.” Brando said that while he was in his heart, counting from one to one hundred, counting to thirty, he finally calmed down.

“Ring the alarm bell? ”

“Have you forgotten what I told you? We're going to attack from the front, the louder the better. ”

“And then we go back the same way and retreat from the secret passage? ”

“No, we have to kill out. ”

Charles was surprised: "Why? ”

“The city room is on the top floors of the castle and we only have time to escape from the top of the tower, but if the White Beard Legion comes with archers, you and I will pray for Lord Martha's blessings. ”

Charles nodded and turned around and was ready to leave. He wouldn't ask where the alarm bell was going, and he wouldn't have to obey if he couldn't even scratch his tongue. Knights and their cavaliers must have basic combat skills.

But Brando called him, “Wait, what's the rush? ”

“What is it, my lord? Anything else? ”

“Of course, there's a hallway up the stairs to the end of the left, all authentic along the way. You don't have to be polite when you see something that's easy to carry and easy to get rid of. ”

“ …… ”

Charles stared at him half a dozen times and finally said, "I retract what I said before, Lord. ”

“What sentence? ”

“In the beginning, not everyone can move colors in front of treasure. Instead, indeed, no one can remain indifferent to treasure. ”

“No, you don't understand. You see, Charles, from now on, I'm going to take responsibility for the life of Little Roman and her aunt, which is a man's duty to provide for his family —— and I have a heart for it. ”

“Leave this to the Duke of Goran-Elson, Lord, and rest assured, I have studied valuation in Buga. I'll help you pick the ones that are most valuable. ”

Brando stunned and laughed badly.

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(PS. Stir-fried rice for dinner, noodles for dinner. But why do you feel a little disgusted after eating noodles?)