The Amber Sword

Whimpering passes with the wind and returns to silence in the mountains and woods.

Brando sighed, and he turned around and saw the light in Roman and Antina's eyes called the Hippo Wing; thinking that the girl was finally soft, although a moment ago she was still the enemy, but everything before that was said that it was ultimately not Metissa's fault, not to mention that the little elf girl was really so pathetic.

“You want to save her? ”

The businesswoman nodded like a garlic. It was just that Antina held on a little bit after she heard it. She bit her lip and stopped trying to say what she wanted to say every time she took it back to her mouth.

“My lord,” the tiger said on the other side.

Brando was surprised that the mercenary captain would ask, “You are a mercenary. ”

The tiger immediately shut up, but his voice immediately came from his heart. “My lord, the opportunity is not lost. As a travel magician, my lord, you don't have a high quality card - that elf girl is very powerful, and if sealed, she hasn't tried to make a high quality card. ”

“That's up to her to do.” Brando replied in his heart.

In fact, he came up with this from the beginning. Making blank cards is the basic skill of a travel magician, but with Brando's current strength, he can only produce contract cards that consume 100 wealth and a small amount of power. Such cards can only take effect if the sealing party is extremely weak and voluntary, whereas 100 wealth may be one of nine cows gross for a senior brigade magician, but not much more than a month's savings for Brando.

If Metissa doesn't agree, he loses 100 bucks for nothing. It's impossible not to say heartache.

The tiger bird looked at the merchant lady and the nobleman Kim Kim looked at Brando's cheeky face and knew his lord's choice. The mercenary, nearly middle-aged, smiled and replied in his heart: "Try not, you can't help but feel uneasy. ”

Brando couldn't help laughing.

That's true, but not so much because he couldn't bear to disappoint Roman and Antina, but much less because his subconscious didn't want to disappoint himself. This is not necessarily the case in the past, when the inexorable fact has happened, because here he is - and Brando believes that it is not pointless to come to this world without a name.

100 Wealth.

Not only to give Metisa a chance, but also to herself. From this point of view, it doesn't matter.

He draws a blank card from the card library, which is not much different from a fate card, except that there should be a drawing on the front blank, as if it were an empty room waiting for the Guest to stay.

“What's that?” Roman looked at Brando's card and asked curiously.

“Lord save the elf little girl," replied the tiger, “and stamp her soul on the card, stabilizing the broken soul fire. ”

Antitina's eyes glistened: "Sounds a lot like the Summoner's ability, but isn't the Summoner using crystals? And a soul other than a monster can seal it? ”

“It can also be understood as a form of summoning power,” replied the tiger, “but it is also helpless, because it is the only way. Other than that, I can't think of any other way to keep this little girl in the world. ”

Both Antina and Roman nodded, and of course they understood Brando's approach. After all, the breakdown of the fire of the soul means the total loss of existence, and energy is restored to the most basic elements dispersed in the heavens and the earth, rather than being normally regained into the arms of the goddess of the earth.

Such a method of disappearance is most painful for a living spirit, let alone an elf of high intelligence.

Brando showed this card to the open space, "Metissa, would you like to come with me and join me as part of this world rule?” He spoke as if there was a voice in his heart that was in the same voice.

Blank cards flew out of his hand and floated in the air. Brando waited a while to respond, for about a minute, without any voice to respond to his call, and unfortunately he sighed, almost thinking that Metisa had disappeared.

But it was at this time that a tiny voice suddenly sounded: “… I… have a wish, can it be fulfilled? Brando... no, Master Travel Mage.” That's Metissa's voice.

Brando took a heavy breath.

“Of course, Miss Methisa. Go ahead.”

“Traveling with you, I want to… meet my sister, just once.” A slight voice answered.

Brando thought it was something he wanted, even if he gave the other party absolute freedom, which he couldn't accept. But it never occurred to me that Metisa's wish was that simple.

Silver Pokémon, as a family of silver, have a very long life. The Elf Girl's father and sister may still be alive at this time, so this wish is not unreachable, just because the other side is no longer able to escape and is a little troublesome.

So he nodded.

The card immediately flashed a black light and he saw a row of small words on his retina:

“The contract was established. ”

Then another hint emerges:

“A new set of cards has been discovered, please name...”

“Yong-go.” Since you are a Silver Pokémon, name it after the most famous regiment of the Silver Pokémon of ancient times. Brando thought so.

When the light on the card fades, it falls down to him. Brando picked up this card with a silver white suit on it, a shuttle spear in his hand, and a gentle smiling knight - just Metisa.

Unicorn Riders

(Yong-go I)

Dark 15

[Biology — Yingling Knight, Lv35 Elite]

♪ Will the unicorn knight ‘metissa... ♪ Crescent moon' put in.

Maintenance costs: When ‘Metisa... When the crescent moon's on the scene, pay dark 1, 6 wealth per day.

‘Elf flags flying high, hearts shining, swords shining--’

Brando took this card and didn't know what to do for a while. The card responded with a cold touch to confirm that it was different from the general texture, and Brando also considered how high the quality of the card sealed by Metissa might be. After all, the other party was a presence that entered the gold rank, but he didn't expect it to be a silver quality card at first hand.

Antiquities.

In addition to the Sword of Light, this is the second piece of antiquity he has acquired. Tumen had already told him that fate cards were far rarer than magic items of the same grade, so he had also conceived what a second piece of antiquity he might have acquired - but never considered a fate card.

But the facts hit him ‘hard'.

Now it looks like his 100 fortunes are not just no loss, they're made, they're made. Brando was in the mood to laugh three times, if not take into account the fact that he still had to maintain his image in front of many of them. He had always had a headache because of the powerful enemies he had encountered, and even thought that he had been cursed since the beginning of the world, otherwise he would always have had to do all sorts of transcendental challenges with his scalp.

First as a newcomer to the Battle of Madara, then killed the White Knight under Grade 15, then played a life and death race with the Crusaders in Pragues, not to mention the accompanying Golden Order strength, the return of everything to Viscount Tester. Then he watched for a few months and had to deal with Buga. And then, less than three days later, the tree herders, the angels, the ghost knights came out one by one, and it was intolerable.

Though he is not as fearful of the return of all things to their homes as ordinary people, the shepherds, the vast terrorist organizations of Madara, or countries of an almost nature, he can always feel watched by powerful enemies, believe me - it will never be good.

But now it's different, there's a gold-grade power follower, even if it's just the lower rank of gold, but at least on the ground south of Eruin, you can barely walk. The shepherd and everything will return to the cattle. There is no way to send an assassin of gold strength to kill him, is there?

That's what these two organizations would use against enemies at the Count level and above, and Brando thinks he hasn't reached that level yet. Besides, it's not easy and pleasant to solve a problem with a golden opponent who uses his insights to work with Metisa. Better than the silver guy with a hard scalp, isn't he?

All in all, for the first time at this moment, he felt the clouds open to the sun. “That's what it feels like to hold your thighs. Good people have good rewards.” Brando couldn't help but think with complacency.

Then he turned around and smiled forcefully at the others, waving the cards of fate: "Done, everybody. ”

Antitina and Roman were in front of each other, especially the businesswoman, who couldn't help but urge: "Great, Brando. Then summon Metissa and let's have a look. ”

“Cough.” Brando coughed and his face changed. Roman's words poked him in the pain. Although the unicorn knight's card was an artifact for him at this moment, one of the problems he had to face was that the summoning cost of the card was exactly fifteen dark points.

And there's up to six riches, and a day-to-day maintenance fee for a dark element.

Not to mention that Brando went out there looking for so many dark elements that the cost of maintaining six fortunes a day was enough to make him bankrupt. His Fortune Gold Card, which is now attached to the Holy Tree Secret, accounts for four fortunes a day, plus a deduction for the maintenance of the Rubies mercenary at two o'clock. If you add Metisa, he counts, it takes two gold mines.

Brando couldn't bear to take a shot at the head, but the owner knew salt was expensive.

… (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)