The Amber Sword

“Pizos?”

The little girl immediately raised her head and asked with surprise on her back.

“What about your daughter?” Brando frowned.

“I will take care of her, Fania's mother is my adopted daughter...” The elder replied after a moment of silence: “So don't worry, Bolton is voluntary, he appreciates that you can bring Fania back...”

He stopped and touched Fania's hair: “Of course, if I wasn't going to stay and lead you, I would prefer to be your guide. I am more familiar with this forest than Bolton, I hope you understand...”

The people were silent, and as mercenaries, they knew nothing less about the Black Forest than Bran. There are more horrible legends here than the most horrible bedside stories that Eruin has ever told to scare children.

“Where's her mother?” But only Antina asked with a frown in her eyes.

Brando saw the little girl grabbing her father's corner with her hands tight and her heart moving slightly.

The elder sighed and replied with some recollection: “Fania, her mother was half of the genie's lineage, she used to be the prettiest girl in our village and the happiest girl when she married Bolton - unfortunately, the last time she ‘hunted’, in order to protect others...”

Brando grinds his teeth.

Of course he knows what hunting is. In most parts of Warnd, the nobles regard the conquest of the barbarians as a hunt - a rule that has been agreed upon for centuries. However, this activity has become a symbolic act in most places, as the real barbarian invasion has been completely silenced long after the First Jihad.

In fact, today, with the exception of Tonigoya, you rarely see the image of the fiercest enemies of civilization.

The so-called "barbarians" like the Senians are nothing more than a ‘misunderstanding’ deliberately created by people like Groudin to satisfy their perverse tastes. Such misunderstandings are not only for nobility, but also for the majority of the population.

“Okay.” Brando nodded at the end: "Now that you've made up your mind, Of course I don't object, but after all, this isn't a small matter. How long do you need to prepare for it? ”

He glanced at Bolton and thought that there should be nothing wrong with guaranteeing this guy's life with his abilities. After all, there are three golden strengths in his team, unlike the average adventure team.

Instead, he's more worried about the people who stay out there.

But the elders of the Senians nodded: "My lord, the other problems are so much less worrying. But let me remind you that perhaps you are not very familiar with the black forest behind us, which, in fact, becomes very dangerous after autumn. Especially when winter is approaching, the animals will also become more aggressive because of hunger, let alone monsters. In fact, I suggest...”

“It's okay,” Brando interrupted, “as long as you put us through the forest —— we just want to go through the forest, and the rest —— we can work it out. ”

The old man opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

He would obviously not have thought that Brando was looking for Druid in the forest, who had been sheltering for almost four hundred years and had had little contact with the outside world. Young people, however, are familiar with the habits of those with a strong territorial perspective and are convinced that as soon as they enter the forest, they will certainly attract the ‘beasts'.

And with Brando's experience, finding them backwards is not too much trouble, he believes.

As for finding Druid, how left to convince them to take him to look for the legendary lost temple of O'Hara, that's another question. It's just that Brando has now decided to change his mind and prepare to find the legendary dusty kingdom before joining the tigers.

He did so also because of a series of problems he had recently encountered. With more and more enemies in front of him and more pressing time, he had to find faster solutions. Just how to gain Druid's trust, but it's a problem. Those who adhere to neutral forest concealers have always been suspicious of outsiders, and although they have allied themselves with mankind, this relationship has long been extinguished in the first jihad.

The problem made him a little upset for a while, but he could only walk one step at a time. After all, unlike the Silver Pokémon, the Silver Pokémon completely encloses access to the outside world, while the Druid, while sheltering, does not completely isolate contact with the outside world.

It's just that there's very little contact.

The elders of the Seniah thought about it, and although he had not doubted whether they were unwilling, according to Joel's description, the other party had the power to level their village and therefore did not seem to have any need for conspiracy.

Moreover, they destroyed an entire cavalry of nobles.

With this in mind, the elderly are inevitably a little frightened. But he was also worried and afraid that, unlike those young people in the village, his insights told him that Baron Groudin would never stop there, and that retaliation would follow shortly.

How will the village resist by then?

So he wanted to leave Brando alone, at least this winter. Unfortunately, he was prevented from returning as soon as he opened his mouth. It forced him to come up with an idea that the pedestrians didn't care about their lives, they just wanted to make a deal with them.

However, this is the deal, and the elderly measured it, as if they were not eligible to refuse either. He couldn't help but sigh deeper and seemed helpless.

“I understand, my lord.” The old man crouched his body and answered helplessly: "I will arrange it for you as soon as possible, don't worry. ”

Brando listened and nodded.

……

Looking behind the departure of the elder pedestrians of the Senians, Brando finally relieved himself. But he couldn't help but sigh, why didn't he understand the elder's fears, but he didn't have time to stay here all winter.

Besides, staying is not useful--

He didn't mind telling Groudin that he did all of this, but he couldn't guarantee that the vagarious, baron-skinned scum would get angry.

Or it should be said that anger is almost inevitable.

“Brando, can we help them?” Roman pulled his sleeve off while he was at it.

“Unless they are willing to join us in the forest, but even then we cannot provide them with enough food to survive the winter. The only place nearby where food can be purchased is in Groudin's territory, but, little Roman, do you think he's going to give it to us?” The young man asks calmly.

The merchant lady's eyes flashed.

“I'll stay.” The red-haired girl sat aside and pressed the trident against her shoulder, turning her head and looking at Brando with amber eyes.

Brando touched his forehead —— in the same place on Cecil's forehead, the black pattern was spreading like a shadow. Everyone understands that she has nightmares every night and can barely breathe, but the teenage girl does not mention her situation when she is awake.

“You can't stay, Sy.” He sighed and replied, "I wouldn't even dare to let you stay too far away from me. It's too dangerous for you or for these people to spend a few months here. ”

The red-haired girl bit her teeth and sighed softly as if she didn't care about her condition. But what Brando said touched her, and she could not stay; otherwise, once she became a messenger, these people would not escape.

Antitina looked at everyone here, equally silent, although she did not like the Senians, but in the face of this scene she could not help but hold her fist.

At this point, Brando on one side stood up, and he filled his black coat and took a sigh of relief. Looking around, he said: "I'm going out for a walk...”

Everyone was stunned.

In their impression, this young lord does not seem like a man who likes to wander around. But when Brando sees Tiger Bird and Sydney, he's going to follow him, and he's going to stretch his hand:

“Tiger Sparrow, Shea, you stay. Leave me alone, you guys get some rest and get ready for the next trip. ”

Tiger bird and red-haired girl slightly flashed.

Alone?

……

There is a well-known custom among the Senians that they firmly believe that the human soul will wander around the living after death, sheltering them from the thorns of a generation in the harsh environment of the Black Forest. They therefore built long houses for the dead and set the most important venues for their deliberations within the community.

The soul of the deceased is thus able to go through with the living at every moment that determines the life and death of a tribe.

At this moment, however, there was an argument in this sacred long house.

“I disagree!” Earlier the young man shook his head vigorously: "Fania was rescued so easily, which means that Goddess Nia didn't want to see the result either, but now we have to send her back. What do you call that? ”

“If we don't send them back, we're all going to die," a dried, skinny middle-aged man said in shadow. “Of course, we don't want to, but we don't have a choice. ”

He bit his teeth: “Isn't it enough that we've seen life and death? Fania's mother left the world for the same reason, but it's all about the desire for others to be able to live, a sacred promise for us Senians! ”

“Of course, if one day the tribe needed me to do this, I would say the same thing ——” He looked at the young man and said, "Now we need to stick with calm, remember, the tribe didn't stick with impulse until this day. ”

“Bolton, Fania is your daughter, tell me.” He turned around.

Middle-aged people wrapped their hands around each other and didn't say a word.

“Is there no other way?” The young man bites his teeth and asks, "How can we give our own compatriots away? ”

“Let's go into the forest. ”

The elders shook their heads, the crops in the ground had not yet been harvested, and now the people hiding in the forest could only face an end of freezing to death and starvation.

“So watch Fania die? ”

“You can't say that, Baron said to adopt Fania. Didn't he say last time, just send Fania over, but we don't have to hide in the woods to be true citizens...”

Some of the crowd whispered.

Everyone was silent, adopted by Fania? Everyone knows that this is just a lie. How can a lord of a church adopt a Senian, even if he says that half of the elves are from a family?

Besides, how dirty the nobles are, it is a fact that is well known to the world.

“Aren't you ashamed to say that?” The young man was coldly sarcastic.

“If that's the case, isn't there a way? Or if the elder thinks it's worth it, we're in a big fight with the real guns, elder?” The middle-aged man snorted.

The clashes in the long houses have gradually grown and even spread beyond the long houses.

Brando listened quietly, sitting quietly on a rock, watching quietly the little girl squatting beside herself with green hair like a waterfall. And the latter looked at the ants on the ground, and they were calm, as if they had not heard the quarrel in the house...

“Fania,” the young man finally asked, “you can understand me, can't you? ”

The little girl flashed slightly.

She raised her head and looked at him with green eyes, a little surprised.

“Yes, I'm sorry, brother" she replied, painstakingly, but this time in Krutz.

“It's okay,” Brando shook his head and said, "I know you were protecting yourself at the time, and Fania seemed like a very smart kid ——”

The little girl smiled and smiled very sweetly.

And then she thought about it, and she said, "Brother... can I... take Daddy's place and take you... into the forest? I... also know the forest... Mother, teach me..."

Brando felt soft on his head, but he shook his head with a slight sigh.

“Fania, even if you take us into the woods, even if you're not here, the Baron will still find us, you understand?” This time, the young man answered in fairy language.

Fania shrugged and quickly faded.

“I'm sorry.” Brando whispered.

The little girl bit her lip.

But it was at this time that the quarrel in the long house became fierce--

……

(PS: I was going to update the people table today and sort out everything in rank and gear. But these days have not been very stable, and my shoulders and neck have been sore, and I can't really lift any spirits. I can only apologize to everyone here first, especially Sister Hong. I will definitely update tomorrow. I will go to rest, thank you.

Plus, there should be two more chapters as planned, and then we'll move on to the next drama -) (to be continued, go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)