The Amber Sword

“I'm talking about expansion, and the goal is barbaric. Leverage the power of the State to open new frontiers to the wilderness. ”

Brando answered word for word, and then he stopped working, looked up and looked at Andrew complexly. The elder Druid took a gentle breath, but he disbelieved:

“But the law of nature is circulation, and being a lord of a place naturally makes things simple. But like a force, there is resistance when there is oppression. It is good for the whole world of order that you push all this on your own, but others do not necessarily agree.” The other side stopped and replied in a different way: "Pioneering the boundaries of civilization is a dangerous and difficult thing, especially today, Lord. Would you risk being opposed by the majority to carry it all out? ”

“Actually, it's not that difficult. Interests always drive action.” Brando replied. He couldn't help but think that it was as if gold and silver had driven Portugal to the sea against the Spaniards, merely repeating the path that Prince Enrique had taken. Besides, he is probably the only one who knows how valuable there is in the wilderness, apart from the temple. It's just that the temple measures the ratio of input to return, and he has a ready-made example.

“The rewards of the barbaric wilderness will naturally serve as an impetus for Eruin to move forward. And people are always oblivious, and when they have gold on their hands, only a few will see the risks that come with them," replied the young lord, "not to mention that when most people's lives improve, they will no longer want to go back to the past. ”

“You're so sure that input pays off, it's common.” Andrew rebutted: "Once a setback occurs at the beginning of the plan, the blow to your entire vision is devastating. ”

Brando laughed in his heart, and the other side was already on his side, indicating that he touched them. After all, the temptation for Druid is innate and almost irresistible. “That's why I need you, with my experience," he replied, "with a good plan and a little luck, anything is risky. You see that the pioneering behaviour of individuals often fails because of the lack of strong support behind them, which is the support of the territory and the lords, and even the entire kingdom. ”

Brando thinks that, in fact, some of the great lords have spontaneous pioneering behaviors on occasion, but no one dares to invest too much in the unknown in the presence of the enemy. As a result, such input is often one-off, never returning, and over time, no one is interested in brutality, except real gamblers.

But this is also due to the fact that most people do not have a clear perception of barbarity, yet he has the advantage of knowing that his input is bound to pay off. That is the strength of experience.

Andrew was silent, and finally he nodded: "Well, Lord, you've convinced me. If you can really do this, what do you need us to do? ”

“It's not what I need you to do," Brando replied, "but you have to protect your fruits, you'll see. The world is not just my ambition, the greed of other lords, you haven't really seen it yet. ”

Elder Druid nodded, “I get it,” he replied, "I must say, my lord, you are the best lobbyist I have ever seen. ”

Brando smiled. He picked up those two letters from the table: "There's one last thing I want you to do. ”

“You say." Andrew took a breath, and Brando even got him a little excited about that earlier. If that is indeed possible, it can be said that the change in the world of order as a whole has been overturned. If the benevolent Acme is the biggest pioneer after the year of chaos, then this young man is likely to dominate the history of the next era.

If he can succeed.

“Send me two letters. ”

“Letters to whom?” Elder Druid asked.

“Through the forest you can reach the port of Gris east of here from the nearest distance, and I have some of my men over there right now.” Brando replied, "You send this letter to a man named Leito the Red Copper Dragon, whose name I'm sure you won't be mistaken. ”

Andrew took the letter, looked at it, and asked, "Is there more? ”

Brando shook his head: "There's nothing else left but time to prove it. If there's anything else I can do, I won't give it to you. I wish you every success.”

Andrew nodded, "So goodbye.” He bowed deeply to the young lord with both of them, then opened the door and went out. Flo on one side raised his head and watched the three Andrews leave, turning back and asking: "Lord, have you given them the letter too?” Though this elf girl has always known that Brando's business was dripping, she was reassured by strangers.

Because she didn't understand why Brando had so much faith in the three unsung people, not only entrusting Fania to each other, but also handing over the great things of life and death to each other. Even if it's Druid, what if it's an impersonation?

But Brando naturally wasn't good enough to explain to her why, and his knowledge of Druid in the Sword of Amber could only be interpreted as a witch's knowledge. But on the other hand, he can't say he actually knows these guys, can he? Where did you meet him? That was more than a decade later, after the Holy Stone Conference, he rushed through the reputation of the dead wood parliament for a long time, for the sake of the series of copies and tasks of the ruins of Valhalla. In those days, Groudin had long gone ash and smoke, the strongest since Eruin's mid-rise, and now, I'm afraid no one will believe it except the madman.

And he thought about it, and he said, "The red copper Dragon Letto has actually been in contact with Freya, sending a letter to Princess Griffin, so it's not a hassle. ”

The elf girl stared at him. “You know I'm not talking about this,” she said without a good airway: “Lord. ”

Brando Gual.

“Of course I know what you're talking about, Miss Elf," he replied, "but you have to admit, I know Drew better than you do. So believe me, well, they're telling the truth that the time has come for prophecy in the forest. Druid's respect for Nia goes far beyond your imagination and sending me a letter is just an amateur activity, and I'm sure Andrew will take this as a test. Everything I said before for them is a vision I never imagined," Brando thought about it, adding, "If you can't be in a position to look at their values, it's hard to understand how much they value it. ”

“But.”

“No, but," Brando simply made up an excuse: "Besides, it's a consideration in itself, and I have a backup. ”

“Alternate means?” Florfox looked at her skeptically and wondered why she didn't know? You know, the two letters Andrew had just taken were copied by Antina. She didn't believe that Brando would have prepared more. After all this time, she was getting to know the young man.

“Of course," Brando couldn't help but look at Miss Pokémon on one side, but Flo still had no expression on his face. He corroded and suddenly came up with an idea, and asked, "How's the material statistics? ”

Flo looked down at him with a glimmer of disdain in his eyes. He wanted to interrupt so badly to talk to a girl, not to mention himself as his summoning creature. But looking down on her, she opened the notebook in her hand and replied flatly: “We counted the barns, and the grain stored was almost 50,000 bushels, enough to support the city for three to four months. However, the material warehouse was largely deficient, stone, iron and timber were far less than recorded, and the exact direction of the outflow could not be traced -"

The deficit is a normal thing, and by Groudin's ability, he hasn't turned Baron Cold Cedars into a black forest, thank goodness. But it is the Druids in the forest who really want to thank, although the former do not know that there is such a group of people in the forest.

Brando shook his head, "Stone and timber shortages must be addressed, Cold Cedar City is now unsafe, and the walls damaged during the fighting the day before yesterday must be repaired and fortified immediately.” He couldn't help but rub his forehead at the thought of this, and the fact that materials were quantified in the ‘Lord's Mode’ previously in the game caused him tremendous trouble at this point in time. In games, for example, two units of stone and timber are needed to reinforce a wall --

But what two units of stone and wood should be in reality, Brando has no idea. As for consulting Antittina and others, it is unfortunate that Antittina, despite her vast knowledge, is not always fully aware, especially since she may have to consult a professional masonry or management official.

But the crux of the problem is that both masons and officials are lacking in access to Cold Cedar City. The captive guard captain, who was reluctant to work for her, and most of whom were recruited by Groudin from mercenaries, could not answer the question of these professions. In fact, they don't know as much as tigers, although they don't get there better than Antitina.

Brando had a headache when he thought about it.

He shook his head and said, "Anyway, how much stock do we have left to repair the walls? ”

Flo glanced at him and thought, "My lord, you cut the south gate in half in order to come out with a sword, but you didn't ask for it. But her heart was defamatory, and she answered with no expression:" My lord, in fact, in simple terms, it's basically nothing —— ”

“What!? ”

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