The Amber Sword

After the three of them left Tulaman's house near Needlelin Avenue, Barthom finally couldn't help but ask Brando carefully: "Your elders must know the wizard, my lord? ”

The young man looked at the head of the Redbeard mercenary and smiled without answering.

Bartom beamed half and didn't smell anything.

Though the young knight led them through the scene of killing a bloody path from the myriad Undead Army, he remained deeply convinced, but occasionally admired and could not help but wonder - what Brando said and did on a weekday did not seem like the kind of pie a great nobleman should have.

The young man said he would inherit a collar, but Barthom was inevitably somewhat unbelievable. Of course, he didn't feel alienated by this distrust, he was committed to Brando's officers, and after all, he felt that following this distinguished young man might be more promising.

It's just that it's inevitable that nobility still loves face verbally after all.

But what happened at this moment was a bit of a reversal of the perception of the head of the mercenary, unlike Freya, who at best magnified Brando's mysterious halo one more time in his heart, and Batom believed Brando's words:

The young knight not only has a deep background, but may not even be a general background. Normally, people do not associate themselves with the most powerful highland wizard lords, and self-proclaimed aristocrats do not have to whisper when they meet their kings.

Thinking about it, Bartom had to look at Brando in front of him again and grab his hair.

The third morning.

A traveler has finally arrived in the 'legendary' Pragues--

Pragues is arguably the centre of southern Goran-Elson, a city built on a sloping belt of hillside gray vulture hills east of the Pine River, spread downward along a gentle hillside.

It has a circle of concentric, circular gray and white walls, one level elevated, looking up from the edge of Needlewood Avenue, like a plastered mold, so the local countrymen usually call Pragues White City.

On sunny days, travelers from the Anzek and Draggs regions can see a sparkling brown roof of the city more than a dozen miles away, along the hillside to the upper level of the street.

In the Middle Ages, that was undoubtedly a very spectacular scene, symbolizing the prosperity of civilization.

Of course, Prague is not really a big city, but it is at least in this large area east of the Pine River, which is home to 35,000 densely populated people, even in the Pine region south of the Goran-Elson, probably the most densely populated region.

Pragues also has facilities in most cities - for example, Heisson Boulevard's adjacent shops and workshops, rows of tall and short wooden houses make up a unique view of the neighborhood, where travelers and businessmen from the surrounding area meet, with carriages and heavy mules passing through the streets all the time.

For the first time, Freya and Roman came to such a big city, and although two rural girls had always thought that Riedenberg and Anzek were the limits of their imagination, Prague's towering walls and tidy streets and bustling businesses kept them deeply shocked.

Prague existed as a military fortress watching Madala south until the year of the dagger. So it was born with a grand sense of 3D, and even if modern people like Brando saw it, it would be amazing, not to mention Roman and Freya, two girls who had never seen the world before.

Novelty necessarily arouses interest -

Everyone was very excited, but the businesswoman and Freya soon stood in front of a silver-maker's shop. Girls always liked this shiny, sophisticated little thing. Besides, Braggs' silver was well known throughout the kingdom, and its silvermen had first-class craftsmanship.

Freya looked at a moon-shaped brooch with envy, and Roman liked a little silver box, but what made Brando laugh was that they both covered their bags tightly, a habit shared by rural girls.

The young man quietly pulled Batom aside to ask the silversmith for the price, and the last few hundred torres were spent like running water - but Roman's little surprise was reassuringly accepted after the two gifts, and he glanced at him with joy.

And the future goddess of martial arts, Freya, looked down with a red face and thought -- barely took it away for her, and said thank you to him in a low voice.

It was no surprise that Freya twisted Brando, but he turned around and saw Barthom whispering his thumb at him, and Brando beamed for a moment, and he couldn't help but laugh. The idea of a red beard is a lot, and he just doesn't want two girls to be disappointed.

After a brief insertion, a pedestrian crossed the entire street and found his destination at the end of Black Pine Avenue.

The headquarters of the Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment--

In fact, a few of them didn't have time to get in, and just outside, they saw little Finnish with a ghost brain. Looks like this little guy has been doing quite well for a while now. He actually gained some weight. Little Finnish could hardly believe it when he saw the three of them. He couldn't help but rub his own eyes.

“Big sister! ”

“Brando! ”

“Roman! ”

The teenager screamed with surprise and jumped off a rock at the cavalry's headquarters door and looked at them with a suspicion of hallucination: “God, I'm not dreaming! ”

Freya saw this furry, irritable guy and couldn't help blaming him. But at the end of the day, it was like, "Little Finnish, where is everybody? ”

“Everybody's here. We're all right, big sister!” And then he looked at Brando, and he said in a godly way, "Brother Brando, you already know what happened in Riedenberg —— some of the refugees you rescued came to Prague, and then your story spread. Brother Brando, have you really fought alongside that incredible mercenary, Red Bronze Dragon Leto...”

“Bronze Dragon Retto?” Brando was stunned, though he had foreseen it, by the fact that these people had given Leto such a title.

“Kid, you know what that means?” And while Batom heard Little Finnish - although he knew that this version of the rumor was that Brando was telling the refugees to go on, he didn't know why the young man was reluctant to come forward, but he couldn't help but say a few words.

“Of course I know. Isn't it great that a man leads hundreds of people out of the realm of the Undead?” The head of Little Finnish replied, “‘Red Copper Dragon' Leto, I hear he's a veteran of the November War, just like Captain Madden, of course! By the way, who are you, uncle? ”

Barthom almost died, but he was about to answer. Little Finnish's eyes suddenly lit up and shouted, "You're not Red Beard Barthom! ”

“Hey, kid, do you recognize me?” Batom stunned.

“Of course I know you. Now Braggs doesn't know you've got a few of them. They're spreading all over the alley - Red Beard Bartom, who's scared to death! If you don't believe me, ask the cavalry grownups inside, even they know!” Little Phoenix said with bright eyes.

“It's a pretty good title for a dead spirit.” Everyone loves to hear compliments, and Barthom is no exception, but he just smiled proudly and suddenly remembered that the young man who created all these miracles was still on his side, hurrying to converge his laughter and scolding: “Huh, a bunch of idiots. ”

Little Finnish was stunned and cast into the clouds. However, he was a teenager, and naturally assumed that most of the extraordinarily high-handed people had a strange temper, and therefore did not take it personally. Instead, look at Brando and say, "Brother Brando, you must be a very important member of those mercenaries, right? ”

Brando laughed, rubbed the little guy's hair, nodded.

“Cut, I told you, the kids on the street still don't believe it. ”

Freya was listening so hard, she glanced at Brando and thought of the liar. But when she thought of Brando's unprecedented appearance among the hosts, she couldn't help but jump and turn her head.

Roman laughed and didn't know what he was thinking.

While a few people were talking, the news of the return of the so-called 'heroes of Riedenberg' spread long ago near the cavalry headquarters. Small citizens in the town were naturally interested in watching the bustle, and the surrounding streets were filled with people for a while. Even some of the young men in the Silver Winged Cavalry couldn't help but run out three or three times to see what it was like to kill someone from the tens of thousands of dead.

After all, these people are the regular army of the White Beard Corps, and some of them have even dealt with Madala's forces, how difficult it is for the other party to haunt them. And in fact, the Silver Wing Cavalry was reluctant to believe these absurd rumours, but the rumours spread day after day, and the fact that many of their colleagues in Lidenburg were among the refugees, attested both ways that Sir Shaunar, the commander of the Silver Wing Cavalry, discovered that the possibility they were facing was true.

After all, thousands of refugees are still gathering around Pragues at this time, although no one has ever seen what that legendary red copper dragon retto looks like.

It's a great credit.

So the views of the top and bottom officers are completely different, the top eager to get in touch with each other to figure out what's going on, while the bottom sergeant implicitly creates a slight emotion of climb.

“Phoenix, are they the mercenaries of Lidenburg? ”

Brando soon saw a few teenagers drill out of the crowd and ask one side of Little Finnish.

“Of course, this is my eldest sister. This is my big brother Brando, and this is...” Little Finnish pointed at Bartom and sold a switch.

“He's not Red Beard Batom, is he? ”

Those teenagers have changed their faces. After all, Batom's eye-catching red beard is just too recognizable.

“Hey, you guys are smart.” Little Finnish was so excited that his tail was going up to heaven, he knew how powerful Brando was, but he didn't expect to be involved with those legendary people.

Even though he bragged earlier, nobody believed him at all. It was worth the price to see these guys staring back today.

But while he was bragging here, Brando felt a few of the silver-wing cavalry's eyes floating over there. He was not surprised by this, but he was ordered to stay out of the wind. After all, his strength was weak and he was not suitable to immediately stand on the tip of the wind.

So he started thinking about finding someone to use as a shield, and Batom was the best, but he needed someone familiar with the ground, so it was good to back off and ask for a second.

But what Brando didn't expect was that even then, it caused the military dissatisfaction, and he sighed and could only be cautious.

Not only did he see a lot of trouble in the game for a famous jealousy contender, in reality.

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