The Amber Sword

Brando met the riders who wanted to meet him, no, not one, but a group, in an open space between the golden fir groves in the afternoon sun. As the lead mercenary slipped down the hillside of Cold Cedar Grove, he walked out of the woods and saw about a dozen pale people scattered throughout the open forest space - two or three of them with horses, some with bandages, mostly in thick leather armor or with a tiny round shield and a long sword painted on it - looking like mercenaries like Mano and others.

It was their leader who stood with Uriel not far away. Brando has to admit that he seldom sees a man of such great stature in the southern part of Goran-Elson Province, presumably from the north, or at least from that lineage - with a bright brown beard, a square face and a sword mark on the corner of his eyebrow. He was wearing a shirt with an open chest and his sleeves held above his elbow, revealing the muscles beneath.

He must be confident in his strength, otherwise he won't be wearing a simple leather shoulder guard with no protective gear all over his body. His weapon is a string of hand axes hanging from his belt, which is also a weapon commonly used by local Anlican fighters, not only in close combat, but also ready to throw and kill.

This warrior-like man, when he saw Brando, took off his hat with the same respect and buried his head: “Dear Knight Master, I salute you only on behalf of the Red Jackal mercenary. I'm their leader, Barthom. ”

Barthom means‘ red, red and juicy ’in Antillean, and Brando further defines his origins. He pressed his sword with one hand, nodded without a trace, looked at each other, and waited for him to show his will.

It is in his interest at this time to maintain Brando's status as an interlocutory noble knight among refugees - so Brando will neither acknowledge nor oppose it, but rather show a amusing attitude, a sense of mystery that will help him build prestige among these people.

Brando didn't say anything, but Barthom was in a mood. He asked carefully, "Sir, are you taking these refugees out of Madara's pursuit? ”

Brando glanced at him and nodded.

“Don't you dare ask, do you still have a shortage of men? ”

“What, you want to join us?” Brando immediately realized that the mercenaries were afraid to have collapsed from the Pointe Rock Valley, all of whom were destitute and in need of shelter.

So the battle between the White Swordsmen and the 'Dead Maggots' Margus is over. Looking at this situation, Luc Besson should be defeated.

Brando raised his head and glanced through the frontal stacks of cold fir trees and landed on the rolling mountains outside. Refugee and White Swordsman soldiers who want to fall back will probably arrive here, which will increase the size of the refugees again.

Barthom sees this young nobleman single-handedly pressing the handle of his sword and staring at the front of him, he can't help but feel a little uneasy. He nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, sir, we just need a little food, medicine, a little rest, and we can fight for you again. ”

“What's going on up ahead?” Brando suddenly asked.

Batom stunned.

“I mean the Tsim Rock Valley, how many of Madara's dead army. ”

“Countless, my lord. The Skeleton Cavalry of the Battalion, they chased after each other all night, drove the refugees forward, the bastard Luc Besson had no resistance at all, he was chased all the way down, then encountered the monster ambush of the Battalion, almost the whole army-"

Brando is not surprised by the performance of Lucbeson, who is indeed one of the best in the White Legion, but he is equally inseparable from the limitations of this history, and failure is inevitable.

Skeleton Cavalry, Kabbas and the Dead Maggots? He suddenly came up with this question: "Battalion of monsters? What kind of monster? ”

“They are almost as tall as humans, have a smooth epidermis, are all blue and black, have long claw covers, and have a stench on them. They climbed out of the rocks surrounding the valley and attacked us, with less than a dozen or three of us surviving by surprise. ”

Ghoul, just don't know if there's a demon. Without a word, Brando's biggest concern was the ogres, these dead creatures from the Black Border area, one step higher than the Skeleton Cavalry in Madara's military sequence, one step lower than the Black Warrior and the White Knight, but the highest rank that Madara's low-ranking army could muster on a massive scale in the middle of this era ——

He wants to know how many dead maggots Margus has. One hundred, two hundred? Corpse Eaters are Level 20 creatures, each with black iron downstream strength, and it is only natural that the White Swordsmen were defeated by them in a sudden attack.

“Master Knight?” Batom looked at Brando without saying a word and was a little confused.

Brando nodded, “If you want to join my team, you have to follow my rules. I say hire you, and besides the reward, you will have a place to rest, and you will go with him, and he will give you some food, medicine and bandages, and you will be ready to fight when you are done. ”

He said, patting himself on the shoulder of the mercenary: "Take them there. ”

“Thank you for your generosity, Lord Knight.” Batom hurried to bow deeply, and Brando's offer had gone far beyond his expectations, and he had been to many places, but had never seen such a generous nobleman.

And the rider who followed him down asked, "What about you, my lord? ”

“You go back and leave me alone.” Brando looked at the surroundings and thought it was right for his needs, so he answered.

Brando, of course, isn't going to be alone for a while, he's going to finish an alchemy. Alchemy is not a mysterious technique in Warnde, and magical civilization dictates that many workshop craftsmen know more or less about alchemy. But to ascend it to a magical art, it takes profound knowledge and long-term accumulation.

In the language of the game, alchemy is a skill that is two skills before and after level 5, and before level 5 it looks more like chemistry, a skill through which craftsmen acquire some different materials than usual.

After Grade 5, it became a mysterious art in which wizards extracted pure crystals and magic materials, even made magic agents, and some natural magic objects, using advanced alchemy.

And combining it with the skills of forging, craftsmanship, and enchantment is the fabrication technique of legendary magic equipment.

With a large number of artisans and workshop apprentices among refugees, Brando had no difficulty learning alchemy, and he only needed to find one to ask casually to start 'basic alchemy'. As a nobleman, naturally no one would suspect that he would steal--

But Brando happens to be stealing master arts this time.

Upgrading alchemy from level 0 to level 5 requires a total of 122 skill experiences, but this is not a problem for Brando today. After the previous night's battle, he had a total of 967 points of experience to upgrade his level of occupation to Mercenary 9 - more than 164 points of vacant skill experience.

Unfortunately, alchemy is a mysterious technique, and the profession of physics can only place it under the basic status of a civilian. Because the basic status is different from the occupation, any skill under this status is considered to be a job - but because the basic status cannot be upgraded, a skill can only be upgraded up to a fixed number of levels under this status.

Civilians, for example, can upgrade alchemy to level 5, nobility to level 7, and alchemists to level 15. In fact, in Amber Sword, identity and professional matching is a very instructive technique. Sometimes a warrior player wants to change his identity if he doesn't want to waste his experience and attributes part-time in order to acquire the skills of a wizard or a wizard player in order to acquire the skills of a warrior.

Brando's ideal state is to upgrade alchemy to level 6, where magic drugs can be manufactured, but only at this moment.

He waited for Batom and others to follow the rider and wait a little while to make sure that no one was around before coming alone to the center of the open space, carefully sweeping out an open space on the ground, then pulling out the sword and drawing a simple legal formation on the open space:

Energy Conversion Array ——

The knowledge of the matrix comes from Grade 4 alchemy, which is used by craftsmen to extract free energy from material entities and then seal it in a crystalline state.

Then the blood-refining matrix.

That's why Brando avoided others. Blood refining technique is actually derived from Madara's alchemy technique, which is one of the prohibited techniques within the Temple of Fire. This is mainly because blood refining causes harm to the practitioner himself and is inconsistent with the foundational teachings of the Temple of Fire.

But it has to be said that blood refining is a very practical technique because it neglects alchemy equipment and allows alchemists to complete some simple material synthesis under any circumstances.

To be honest, even though the Temple of Fire strictly forbade it, the players who used this technique in Eruin and Cruz were not large enough, and the players were only pragmatic, at best they were found to be only one level off.

Besides, they don't usually find out, do they?

But Brando was a little nervous at the moment, and for the player, losing a tier one was something to lose his head about. Though Charles was out there helping him out, he didn't dare to challenge the authority of the temple so blatantly.

He took a breath and took out the teeth that had previously been removed from the middle-sized corpse witch in Lidenburg and placed them in the centre of the battle, then stood up and stabbed himself in the fingertips with a sword and a drop of blood seeped out. He flattened his fingers, dropped blood in the center of the battle, and the red flash of the battle instantly turned that tooth into a pinkie-sized grey crystal.

As soon as the alchemy was complete, Brando felt a slight beat in his heart and had already suffered -1 reverse phage damage.

He wiped a cold sweat on his pale forehead and picked up the crystal, which was actually pure soul energy crystallization. Unlike soul crystals, however, this cloudy soul energy must be poisoned to death immediately if it is absorbed.

But don't look at this thing, it's crude and small, but it's one of his most important items of the night.

But he can't be relieved at this point, because he has more work to do. Thirty-two teeth, four fingers, Brando had planned to squander his bottle of Holy Water No. 5 here. He could only expect sufficient returns on those investments.

But he was only halfway through, about a minute later, and he heard Charles outside: "Who? ”

Brando tightened his heart and hurried to smooth the formation, put away all the materials, and grabbed the Spike of Light and ran out. As soon as he walked to the edge of the Cold Cedar Woods, he saw a middle-aged man standing across from Charles, and he beamed, and he found out that this middle-aged man was the one he saved last night.

Why is he here?

In Brando's memory, the middle-aged man was quite skeletal and dared to resist under Markov's guard. It just seemed a little too unwise.

But what he didn't expect was that the middle-aged man saw his first sentence: "My lord, are you using the Blood Magic Array, please focus on your body --”

It's like a sunny thunderbolt, not just Brando, but Charles. How did he know? Has he been here long? Impossible! Charles didn't believe he couldn't even spot a civilian.

This young wizard went from the subconscious to prep the spell.

But that middle-aged man saw their doubts and bowed deeply: "My lord, I have not thanked you for your rescue last night. My name is Tama, and I am an alchemist. ”

“Tama? ”

“You're Tama!” Brando first felt that the name was familiar, then remembered that it was not Madara's chief court alchemist after 380 years?

He was almost stunned by the name.

He couldn't help but measure each other up and down to see if it was that Tama. But so it seems likely that Tama was not Maddala, so he must have been transformed into a dead spirit in this war. It is not impossible to turn him into a hater of the country for the sake of the Makov bastard. I suppose the reason for the hatred is the death of his son. Thinking about it so much, it all makes sense.

But what Brando really confirms is that the other party is keen on alchemy, and can see from the counterphage effect alone that he is using banned technology, which is not something that ordinary alchemy talent can do.

Historically, Tama, that's an anti-heavenly man, and most of Madara's high-ranking spiritual transformation results were accomplished by him, Messat, and Surilando, three ancient spiritual alchemists. And Tamar's most famous achievement is the direct transformation of the Skull Soldier's Black Front technology, which can be described as directly doubling Madara's military power ——

Now, it looks like Madara is having a tough time getting that result again. Brando looked at Tama, who was still human, and couldn't help but smile.

“My lord?” His smile didn't matter, but he startled Tamar. Does he really have a special taste for this knight? He had heard dirty rumours among the nobles, so he could not help but get a little upset even when he was almost old.

It was Charles who coughed without a good breath before he woke Brando up and quickly explained, “Are you the master of alchemy in Lidenburg, Tama? ”

Alchemist? That's one of the finest titles in the alchemy field. Are you that famous? Tama shook her head, “I'm just an anonymous little alchemist, my lord. I've been working for the Lordship Council for a long time now, with little fruit--”

Not famous yet? Now you've got the treasure, Brando.

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