The Amber Sword

Once the itinerary was decided, Brando's excursion plan in the Black Forest was well prepared.

However, he did not leave immediately, but waited for a few more days. Brando was reassured to implement his plan only after it was determined that Parras did shrink its defenses.

On the day of his trip, he came to one of the courtyards in his castle--

“Your swordsmanship has improved again. ”

Kuran bent over to pick up his sword and put it back on a corner of the weapon rack at will. The old swordsman looked at Brando with envy or helplessness, but with some anticipation: "Old, not your opponent. ”

Brando wasn't modest, he just smiled with a young man's peculiar smile.

Since that discussion, Brando's itinerary had been close to a day and everyone was preparing for the trip, but he himself seemed a little leisurely.

The battle lasted 10 minutes and he finally won. The young man was not too surprised, after the next war, and with the daytime dialing of the knight Otales, his swordsmanship could not speak the same day as when he first met Kuran.

Military swordsmanship has stayed at the 16 +2 level, and has since become incapacitated, and the channel for investing in skill experience has also turned grey. Brando understands that this swordsmanship has reached its upper limit - after the peak of the Master's realm, the only way to invest is to practice it over and over again or someday to become aware of it.

Today Brando wears travel clothes that strike the black Cruz, developed from the samurai culture of the Ta, usually some kind of wool fabric that looks like a shirt, but the sleeves and pants are unusually loose, the cuffs are tightened, and wrists and pony boots are put on - adventurers and nobles usually wear double straps to hang swordsheaths - except Brando is the sword of the earth. Harangia-specific swordsheaths are wider, like a wide sword sheath.

The sword was in his hand, and he retracted it and replied, "Times have changed, Mr. Kuran.” Kuran lifted his eyelids and looked at him without an interface.

Kurando doesn't interface, but Brando doesn't push any harder. He takes out a piece of cloth and wipes his sword gently, remembering what happened to--

The meeting with the Druids was quite good, and Andrew has yet to return to the Ring of the Wind, where another elder named 'Gray Crow' came. The gray crow symbolizes the Pokémon in the Storm and can be code-named, at least indicating that the elder specializes in Druid spells in the wind domain, which represents the sky, and Druid in the sky domain, which often enjoys a high place among Druid organizations.

So Brando guessed that the other party might not be an ordinary elder of Andrew's kind, but an inner ring, the Great Druid.

Druids are linked to each other by a clandestine organization, commonly known as Druids Gatherings. The structure of the organization is circular, and the inner ring is known as the Symphony Parliament, and each of its members is the Grand Druid, which communicates information to each other thousands of miles away through the winds of summer, autumn and winter.

Only spring is Nia's season, and the Druids must give way to all the wind passages without disturbing the goddess Razor.

The Druids didn't bring him an unexpected message.

Grand Druid Gray Raven told him they might have found Valhalla, but they actually had a little trouble. The rings of the wind seem to be undergoing extraordinary changes, the rules in the black forest are once again arranged, the Druids encounter mist and wind, and their proud skills of perceiving directions in the forest are lost.

Grand Druid said that the trees there seemed to be rejecting them, and if they had not been hostile, it would have been difficult to get out of the forest.

Brando guessed what they might encounter just a moment later, the power of the Magic Moon grew stronger as the tide approached, chaos was restless in the dark, even forests were affected and signs began to appear.

It's a tricky problem, and there's hardly any tricky solution, and the only solution is to break in by force. But it takes strength, and the Druids can't. Although the Grand Druid seems to have the power of gold, they know too little about Valhalla and it looks like he has to go there himself.

But it's okay, just as he wants.

He freed up a month and a half and thought it would be more than enough to arrange the trip, but with that in mind, he was suddenly interrupted by an argument.

“Stop! ”

“I want to see your chief. I know he's back! ”

“Cut the crap, captives need to be conscious, that's all there is to ask!” This is the voice of the soldiers.

Brando looked up in that direction —— that was the dungeon, and he immediately revealed a funny demeanor, although it was not the first time he had heard a similar argument.

“Huh, you disbelievers! Last time I beat that bastard, he promised to let me see your chief! If you can get that guy to come back here again, I promise I'll beat his ass! ”

“Shut up!” The soldier scolded, "Captain Kronsia, that's for you. Didn't you see his sword broken in the fight? ”

“Why don't you let him try another sword with me?” That voice is not a disguise for irony.

“Boy, do you want to be taught another lesson!” The soldiers are obviously impatient.

Then there were a few screams, and Brando quickly saw a young man in a white shirt escape from behind the bushes, and the young man's long, light blonde hair was a little messy and slightly wolfy, but he had a sword in his hand - the kind commonly used by mercenaries, and Brando noticed that the sword was not stained with blood.

The young man escaped from behind the bushes and saw that someone else was clearly stunned. He saw Brando holding a sword in his hand and subconsciously regarded him as the guard here. He greeted him without saying a word.

Brando slipped away and wondered how to make people run out, but he still had time to think about the future, and saw the young man single-handedly hold a sword and lunge protrude.

The young man's sword pointed to his right arm, obviously not wanting to kill him, but his sword was speedy and steady, showing excellent fundamentals - which surprised Brando when he looked at the sword and understood that his four captains - Utah, Kroncia, Tiger Sparrow and Vern - were not necessarily rivals of the young man.

“Dude, military swordsmanship, at least level eight," Brando thought. No wonder Tiger Sparrow, Vern, and Kroncia almost failed to leave each other behind. It looks like a talent indeed.

He had subconsciously tried to directly defeat each other's swords, but he thought about it and changed his mind, and he was going to try the strength of this young man. Brando changed his moves twice in a row between moments, picking the sword upwards and holding it against each other's sword, then pulling it outwards, causing the young man to lose weight.

Although Caglis' offense was dissolved, Brando was merciful and did not directly defeat his sword. But he almost thought he was mistaken. The average guard seemed like a master of swordsmanship?

But this is by no means possible.

The young man found himself feeling wrong, bit his teeth and attacked again, but Brando opened the bow left and right, the sword of the earth softened down and hit each other's left and right arms, he didn't do his best, didn't trigger earthquake surgery, but hit the young man directly with huge force, even backwards, and finally sat down on the ground.

“Blossoming, but expensive. ”

Brando thought, he saw the young man stand up again, unconsciously raise his sword, ready to see if the young man could do any other swordsmanship, but it was at this time that he saw Caglis throwing his sword down with frustration and raising his hands neatly ——

“I surrender!” Caglis looked at Brando with light grey eyes, and the second time he took the shot, he knew perfectly well - this is a master of swordsmanship, and he had no chance at all.

But he was just upset and wondered if he would have escaped in that direction. Now he remembers his proactive rush toward this young man, and he looks at the old man, and he thinks maybe he ought to rush out this way at first?

But when he saw Kuran smiling at him, he looked at the old swordsman's long fingers and countless calluses, and suddenly realized that his failure was inevitable.

“Who are you?” Caglis looked at Brando and asked curiously, leaving his hands tied backwards at the mercy of the soldiers who chased him from behind - the soldiers were annoyed that he was wounded and naturally unsolicited, causing him to straighten his teeth.

Fortunately, however, the young man did not kill, otherwise the soldiers would presumably have to beat him up in front of the lord.

Brando didn't answer, but looked at each other with interest, and he looked at this young man, and suddenly he had a new idea in his head.

“Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?” He asked.

“Why did you kill me?” Caglis is not afraid, but asks: "It's not good. ”

“Kill an exemplary monkey, to exemplify you--” replied Brando.

“Then come on.” The young man lifted his chest: “I blinked not as a man as the Huberto family sounded. ”

“So the man just leaves himself, your father alone?” Brando asked.

“What does it have to do with my father being my man?” Caglis is confused.

Brando was surprised to think that in this world and his original world, after all, humanistic customs are different.

He looked at the soldiers again: "Why didn't you kill them? ”

The young man shook his head, “How can you kill a man when you say so? I'm much better than them, I don't have to kill them to rush out. But if both sides have the same strength, then they will have to fight for their lives.” He replied frankly.

“But he is your enemy. ”

“I can't kill it all.” As soon as Caglis picks a frown, he shrugs his shoulders and doesn't care: “Besides, if I get caught, it's me - look, it's like right now! ”

“Thoughtful.” Brando suddenly finds this guy kind of funny: “Well, do you still want to know who I am? ”

“Didn't I just ask? ”

“So what should you call me?” Brando turned around and looked at the soldiers.

The soldiers hurried back one step and lowered their heads, pressing with one hand on their chests to salute them: "Lord -”

Lord.

Brando turned around and saw the young man staring at himself. He opened his mouth almost enough to swallow an egg and couldn't believe it: “You, you are...”

Brando nodded and smiled in his heart, but did not move his voice:

“Yes, I am the one you want to meet. ”

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