The Amber Sword

Chapter 62: Act 51 Wealth

“How dare you kill me?” The middle-aged man stood up to fear and asked.

“Why wouldn't you? ”

“I am Count Dwayne, the chief minister beside His Majesty, and you are going to be with the whole of Eru because of the enemy?” The eyes of a middle-aged man look like a snake spitting on a believer, and he stares at Brando in the shadows: “It's not just you, think about it -- your companion will be crowned with the same charges. ”

Brando listened, shrugged, silent.

Count Dwayne thought he was touching each other and continued: "Of course, there is no room for us to turn around. I can spare you and your companions, but in my honor, you must stay with the Pokémon Sword.” Half true and half false, but deep hatred flashed through his eyes.

Brando just made a laugh, and he looked at each other, like an idiot. “What do you think I was thinking, Count? ”

The middle-aged were slightly overwhelmed.

“I wonder, some creatures are so stupid and ignorant that they're dying and they don't know why they're dying.” Brando shook his head: "Kill a king's chief minister? And escape? In fact, nobody noticed these little details at all, because that's what this day in history says ——”

“The Year of Flowers and Summer Leaves, in the early morning of June 2nd, Madara's army attacked Lidenburg. Count Dwayne, Lord Kimkow and Sir Luc Besson, the leader of the White Horse Legion Swordsmen, were unfortunately killed in the war and lost their lives to the nation. ”

“As for me, I'm just a passenger. ”

Count Dwayne stared at Brando like a ghost.

“You think I'm lying to you, but I'm not in the mood to joke with you. Since you're reluctant to cooperate, take a moment.” Brando finished, cutting off his head with a sword. Then he sat down on his ass and took a long breath. Even after World War II, Brando smelled a little soft, not to mention that these fights didn't do him any good, which really didn't fit his personality.

But his eyes turned to Count Dorne's headless corpse, and he immediately caught hold of it. He looked at the other person with the ring on his middle finger and couldn't move.

It was a ring with an ’O' pattern on its surface, and Brando was startled and then cursed. Goddamn it, this guy was a member of the Return of Things! He wandered unconsciously to grab the prick of light on one side of the short, but it was a little late: the ring had twisted its surface for a moment, and then a cold voice rang in the room.

“Fine, kid. I don't know who you are, but you can't live long...”

This sharp voice suddenly sounded and suddenly disappeared, and if Brando hadn't known what the hell this organization was, he might have really thought he was creating a hallucination.

But Brando knows that this organization and the 'tree herder' are hilly and even more mysterious. Back then, behind the subversion of Eruin and St. Osor's in the north, no one knew what their purpose was, but most of the senior missions seemed to be related to the organization ——

This huge organization is a mystery in the game, and here, of course. But Brando knew that they were no good, and he also knew that the senior members of the organization were inducing each other through a ring called a tailsnake ring, and that as soon as someone fell, others would know and select a new person to inherit the person's place.

And, of course, the next step is endless revenge.

“Fuck, fuck these guys again. Master Martha, are you kidding me?” Brando held the Pokémon Sword in his hand and shouted in disgust. He lost his luck in the game just because of the organization, also because he killed a high-ranking member of the other party.

I didn't expect history to be amazingly similar here.

And even a little sooner...

“Lord, are you in there?” Charles came running helplessly to find that the fighting was over, but he still thought that Lord Lord was Lord, and that one could easily end the fighting. Wanting him to join us is just a more polite statement.

But when Brando heard this voice, he couldn't beat it. If he hadn't woken himself up, he would have come to see a corpse. Although it is not known whether the card holder will return to its original form as soon as it is dead.

He picked up a rock and threw it out, scared the wizard apprentice to hurry to the side.

“Wow! Lord, let me explain...”

“There is no need to explain, and this will not be the case.” After a breath of breath, Brando calmed down, and he thought he had at least one advantage now, that after this evening, Major Madara had razed Riedenberg to the ground, and by the end of the war, it would be difficult to find out who had killed Count Dwayne - everything was going back to normal, though powerful.

He was a little relieved to think that as long as the other party could not find him, there would be no such thing as endless reprisals.

Brando just relaxed completely and asked back: "How many bottles of Mana left? ”

“Not a bottle, but I feel like I've been squeezed dry.” The young man smiled, embarrassed to say that he could not bear to use these precious' Wizard's Gold ’.

Brando glanced at him and said, "Let's go to the roof, you drink a bottle on the road. Nor does Magic Agent work instantly. Anyway, before the next battle begins, I want to see you come back to life in full condition. ”

“What does it mean to be resurrected in place? ”

“Simply put, a wizard without power is no different than a dead man. When you restore your full powers, nature calls you a full resurrection. ”

“That's a bit harsh, but it does look that way.” Charles nodded.

“Naturally, can I talk nonsense to you?” Brando said that while I'm not a wizard, you're a little wizard apprentice, and I can educate you at least another 40. Of course, he's a little strange. Why does this guy and that old witch of Barbasa seem to value magic drugs so much, even though they're more expensive, they don't come to that?

“Lord Zhuzhu.” Young wizards are sincere in their hearts.

Brando took the sword and walked to Count Dwayne, bringing the leaf-shaped Pokémon sword closer to each other's corpse - the dark colour of the sword ridge, as if it were a reflection of the blood on each other's clothes.

He frowned and recalled the scene before nodding.

“Lord, what are you doing? ”

“I'm saving myself. ”

“Self help? ”

“Cut the crap and follow me. By the way, what do you see?” Brando knew he couldn't let this guy get too desperate and save another leak. But he himself didn't realize that every word he was doing was becoming more and more the way he was when he was captain of the game --

The two walked and Charles reported to Brando what he had seen before. When it comes to the aristocratic militias gathered outside the castle, Brando is worried and comforted that it will undoubtedly be very difficult to escape from so many people on the one hand. But on the other hand, the pressure on Roman and Freya was much less intangible.

To be honest, though he cheered them up, he was worried about the girls.

But halfway through, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Charles, what did I tell you to do? ”

“What is it?”

“A highland knight commissioned his apprentice to collect a little money to chat with, such a task. ”

As soon as Charles listened, he got excited: "Lord, you've got a lot to gain. ”

“As an adult, you must have heard the name Ramona Succubus, the little princess of St. Osor born in the year of the frog, but she was most famous not for her identity, but for her time as a palace painter in Cruz at the age of her cruise - when her paintings were once known as the voice of the soul. She's also a Mesora artistic pioneer, a generation of masters, but I didn't expect this Duke of Goran-Elson to look like a fanatic, and he has a lot of treasures in his collection. ”

“No, I haven't heard that name. I only care how much it's worth.” Brando shook his head, who cared about these in the game. They usually plunder some silver and gold vessels, and now think about it.

“Crude, lord, crude!” Charles shook his head in disdain: "But such a painting would be fine if it sold to millions of torres on the black market. ”

“Barely qualified. ”

Charles sees his lords and doesn't have a common hobby, and for a moment he's a little excited. Still, he cheered himself up and took a brochure out of his shrinkage bag: "Lord, I also took this by hand. ”

“What is this? ”

“This is a collection of magic cards, mostly such as Tarot cards for divination. But there was another machine inside,” The young wizard opened the card book and drew a card: “Look at this, Lord Lord. ”

When Brando saw the card, he thought of something implicitly, but he took a look to make sure it was a fate card.

It's a blue wind card, and the number on the top left is X, and there's a standing, fluorescent isometric triangle on the deck, and there's three spells on the triangle --

Ta 'm symbolizes the target segment of the spell, Stau symbolizes the power to guide the spell, and Ee is the eye of the God of Magic.

And the charge on the deck is three blue wind crystals.

Brando reverses the card and subconsciously scans:

Energy drain

(Tower X)

Wind Element 3

[Magic — Moments]

Target the target spell to select a new target.

"I'm in charge of your magic - Spire Guard, Audu."

Charles looked at Brando's divine colour and said in due course: “This is a rare white magic medal, Lord. Looks like we're lucky. ”

“White magic card?” Brando asked.

“There is no need for spell cards. ”

“But isn't it costly? ”

“No, it's such a lord. Most of the spells and summonses in the Fate Card require you to be in a certain state, except for the basic ground cards. Like a knight's deck, it locks in the valiant path of a knight warrior, so Lord, you can use it ——" Charles replied.

“And there is no need for white magic medals? ”

“Exactly so, Lord. ”

Brando frowned and suddenly remembered the scene he had encountered in Gijende's grave. He wondered if there was any connection, after all, in the last life, he had never heard of fate cards in the game. Actually, he's had this suspicion for a long time, and it's only today that he has a second chance to think about it.

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(PS. Surprise, this is second and third at night.

Everyone can feel it, vote if you're touched! ~)