The Amber Sword

It is true that there is not much time. But that's just relative, the fact that the black firemen are operating in this forest means that they are at risk anytime, anywhere.

On the other hand, however, Brando was reassured that he knew that the black-fighters were still looking for trouble in Makaro and Buga at the moment, and that all they had to face on their side was the home nest of the lizards defending the emptiness. Although a battle was inevitable, just as he also knew that the lizards were ostensibly a group of bandits, it was actually a game of chess for the herders - because the strategy made it clear that the whole incident was a trap, even that some officials in Chablis town had been bought by the herders and that the pits had been dug just waiting for Makaro to jump down. Of course, the cunning fox does have a good name, and even in such a case, the only son of Grand Duke Rune was safely sent out by virtue of his acute instincts, but he himself could be in big trouble.

But what does this have to do with Brando? The offensive mentions that the Black Firemen did not eventually rendezvous with the Lizards, because before that, the plot was over, which means that their only opponent was the pile of reptiles that had not evolved completely. All he had to do was look at the more than twenty Pokémon heavy infantry soldiers behind him with silver shiny armor, silver pointed helmets with winged head protectors and only a pair of light silver eyes outside. Those are the Pokémon Guard, the Phoenix Guard, the backbone of the land forces on the side of the Holy Alliance. Although the only elf guard commander with a golden helmet had clearly told him that their power was spilling away from the altar, Brando was not concerned that the lizard's lair was within two days of the altar - less than the half-life of those elf guard forces.

Even after a half-life, even after halving power, the Phoenix Guard Pokémon are no less than the Lv30 elite, making it easy to push lizards. The only worried black fireman, hiding with Buga at this moment, is waiting for them to come back to God, and Brando thinks he's got the sage tablet and Metissa's necklace long gone, but he can consider leaving them with the body of a reptile.

Treasures, mission items, experience, none less.

Especially for ash players.

Even Brando has thought over and over again about designing how to use these ‘resources’ that he has at his disposal and how to kill that potentially existential messenger as a level 50 BOSS. Using the advanced NPC to kill BOSS is the most exciting thing in the game, and as for Conrad, the leader of the Card Hire Corps, it's considered a side dish for a meal.

Of course, in addition to these YYs, Brando still has headaches.

Because most silver elves are silent and arrogant, they follow this team far behind - in fact, it's enough to be sure that no one can get around them and attack Brando at this distance. Though humans are their allies, it is also logical that the Pokémon look up to themselves and are reluctant to walk with human mercenaries. Of course, it's only in their own right. Brando's Rubies mercenaries are already angry. When have they ever been so despised?

Tiger Bird looked back at these elf soldiers and couldn't help but frown; he knew how horrible these guys were behind him, so he didn't say much, just said: "Lord, the Licorne Knight, this card is the core of the 'Eternal Song' set, and only the second card in a set can correspond to the core card--”

“Yes, yes,” Brando interrupted the uncle in his heart: “You've said it six times. The main card is silver quality, and the second card must be silver quality, right? I can carry everything. Of course I care about that, but as you can see, that card is getting closer and closer to us. I think there's something strange in it. How about we treat it nicely? ”

Tiger Bird smiled, why didn't he know that, but his lord seemed always indifferent to these important things. You know, the stronger the brigade magicians, the stronger these summoning creatures are, but Brando doesn't seem to hear that. He not only hinted at him once, he should focus on the training of the brigade magician and the collection of cards, but Brando is still my selfish self, on schedule.

The mercenary captain, though knowledgeable, does not know at this moment exactly what Brando is trying to do. Do you just want to be the king of the separating party? In his view, this was inevitably somewhat too pointless, especially after coming into contact with the world of brigade magicians. After all, mortals are mortals, and the ultimate purpose of a travel magician is to explore the true nature of the world and to find a way to a higher level of existence.

Does everything in the universe really appeal to you? Tiger bird couldn't help touching his bearded chin, some couldn't get through Brando's thoughts.

But he probably didn't think that Brando's thoughts were actually a little bit ‘easier to understand' than he thought at the time, because he was drooling at a bunch of loot YY that might not even exist. The appeal of BOSS to players is always there, especially when you know you have a chance to take out its explosive gear. But when young people were thinking about not being able to pull themselves out, they suddenly felt like someone was shooting behind their back.

The surprise was quite small, but Brando's soul turned back and saw a golden helmet and a pair of silver-grey eyes underneath.

That Elf Commander.

Brando recognized each other at a glance and couldn't help but yell in his heart. He said that you walked silently. He just patted his chest and took a breath. "What's wrong?” But the elf commander was actually a little unjust, although the Phoenix Guard called the continent's number one heavily armed infantry - an indicator, of course, almost seven centuries ago. But they were tough on tactics and equipment, not on diving skills, and Brando was frightened simply because he had gone too far before.

Commander Pokémon did not have the slightest sense of guilt for scaring the leader of this group. Of course, if the Pokémon took off his helmet, he would probably be handsome enough to make Brando jealous to death, but there is no expression on his face at this moment. He just made an indifferent gesture, whispering: “There is a group of people running in our direction. ”

“Running away?” Brando noticed the other's words after standing still. He wondered who was going to flee in this direction at this time, and in theory, Buga's travelers should be in the South. Strategically, Brando is convinced that this is clear, because since he arrived in the world and relied on it, there has never been a single deviation in history.

The elf commander glanced at him with his silver-grey eyes, seemingly dissatisfied with his doubts, but nodded.

Brando knew that this wood-like guy wouldn't joke with himself —— in fact, he kept wondering if these guys were joking, or if they didn't have an explanation for joking in their dictionary at all? But it doesn't matter, he raises his hand and stops the others immediately. Brando had already established prestige among the pedestrians (besides the Silver Elves), and his gestures stopped immediately.

Antina and Roman, who were in a coma, were also spirits at the moment, and the businesswoman looked up and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Brando? ”

Brando made a noisy gesture, and soon he heard the noise of his footsteps through the bushes. The footsteps were chaotic, as if they were panicking, and it was perfectly clear that it was a group of people who had fled. Brando looked at the elves around him and was admired. He thought it was a premium NPC. This level of vigilance is not comparable to that of the average player.

He has seen a lot of players venturing out, like a spring trip, which is unbelievable. Of course, the player's personal strength is strong and can sometimes be written upside down even when confronted with surprise results, which is another way of saying it.

And he listened, and he actually caught another source of sound further afield —— the pursuit, the mount.

Brando's face immediately took seriously, and there were only two forces in the region that could take advantage of riding progression. One is the lizards and their traditional dragon hunting cavalry, and the other is the black firemen and their demons. It is difficult for war horses to play an advantage in the forest, especially in this hilly forest. Brando has never seen anyone so desperate to run in the hilly woods.

He immediately spread everyone apart and prepared to fight.

But the next moment, the panicked fugitives entered his sight. Six people in a row, half men and half women, all dressed like refugees. There are all sorts of wounds, but luckily, at least no weapons have been lost - no weapons have been lost, which means no fighting spirit has been lost, and under these conditions it is enough to prove that they are extremely good mercenaries.

It is precisely this that Brando has identified these men from their costumes: the mercenaries of the Grey Wolf Mercenary Corps.

No, these people are not just mercenaries of the Grey Wolf mercenary group, Brando squints his eyes. These are the Jadran mercenaries, the few heavy infantry members of the Grey Wolf mercenary regiment, whom he had met before.

But he frowned immediately. No, according to the strategy, black firemen and grey wolf mercenaries should not appear in this direction. He thought about a small number of mercenaries who might have been separated from Buga and others, although the likelihood of being scattered north and south seemed small, but Brando was more willing to believe it than another possibility.

The mercenary men and women were obviously surprised when they saw Brando walking, and the expression on their faces was almost hopeless. But the next moment, one of them recognized Brando, and in fact Brando recognized him, the young man who had spoken to him that afternoon with Reddy. Of course, he had a much better impression of this young man than that grumpy white boy.

He remembers the other guy's name? Oh, yes! Thunford!

“Mr. Brando, help us!” As soon as the young man named Sandford saw Brando, as if he had seen a savior, his whole body seemed to have been drained, kneeling down and shouting up eagerly.

Brando doesn't like to meddle, but he's not dying, especially now that he's holding the Phoenix Guard's thick thighs, which is a great time for Fox Fake Tiger - he knows the Grey Wolf Mercenary Corps has already seen him again, and while Makaro is sorry for his old men treating them like cannon ash, it doesn't change the fact that most of these people are experienced fighters - they're mercenaries and there's no other way out, so young people can buy a way to dig them up.

Judland, one of the finest mercenaries. With this in mind, Brando nodded immediately, ordering his mercenaries to protect these people, and, of course, asked the most important question of his time:

“Why are you here? ”

“We…” But unfortunately, Thunford didn't have time to answer, and the rest of the army had already answered for him.

The woods not far away shouted and the leaves shook, then rushed out from behind several knights riding 'boar'. Of course, that's not a boar, except for the wooden elves in the back, and it's probably just Brando alone who knows what the Black Firemen are riding.

Bad demon, a low-level demon with four pairs of fangs and four pairs of eyes, that looks like a boar but is blended with brown and blue spots. Bad demons are one of the key components of the demon's lower cavalry, and riding these black firemen is mutually reinforcing, but Brando sees these black firemen dressed as a breath of cold air.

“Mr. Brando, be careful… they… are a bit odd.” Thunford whispered.

Bullshit, of course it's weird! Can it not be strange that Brando couldn't reside in his heart and scold, and that these dozen black firemen across the street are all living, goddamn high-ranking people? This is the elite cavalry of the Black Firemen, why come after these five mercenaries like beggars?

No, wait.

Suddenly he pulled out his sword. Brando realizes the problem, and if they're serious, Sandford, they don't have a chance to come here. Which means they were intentionally driven to this place, but what does that mean, demonstrations? He stared at the black firemen across the street and didn't dare to confirm that these nasty guys were targeting their own people, although they didn't seem to intersect much.

But it was at this point that the elf commander suddenly said behind him, “There are people in the forest. ”

Brando immediately looked in that direction - there was no one in the forest, and he could only see the leaves stacked in the shrub layer in that direction, which constituted the colour of the patches in the forest. But then for a moment, he suddenly felt his heart move.

That unicorn knight card, in his hand, seemed to have life jumped at a glance.

Dude, card reaction again!

So that's the thing. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)