The Amber Sword

Otales seemed like a ghost rapidly crossing the forest, and the Grey Sword followed it far and away, and the two advanced in the forest for about a few minutes before and after, but Otales suddenly frowned slightly.

She raised her head in some direction. The deeper she seemed to be into the forest, there was a hint of air that made her feel disobedient for so long.

“Huh.”

“What's the matter,” Brando asked in his heart.

“Bloody, almost indelible, any monsters nearby? ”

“Bloody smell? Go check it out--”

“This is not the time to meddle, little man. ”

Brando didn't expect Otales to be so unfamiliar with the Black Forest - the monsters themselves feed on magic, and even if they attack other animals occasionally, there shouldn't be a rich, bloody smell. Brando was worried about the adventurer being attacked, which suggests that there could be unknown dangers lurking around.

But I guess not. Since Gilt, the king of flames, had a wilderness experience, the original wind elves should not have gone there. Or is the black forest of this era different from the past? He shook his head and said, "Let's go see, Lord Otales. ”

The phrase "Oh?” made Otales suddenly stop, squeeze his eyes and look in that direction, then shoot the arrow.

This sudden turn led to a slight frown on St. Mayfist, the grey sword behind him, who raised his guard slightly and followed.

Otales - Brando didn't pay much attention to the Grey Sword Saint behind her, as she passed through two or three tall, mossy, black pines and the bloody smell in the air grew stronger.

Then she suddenly stopped.

The woods in the valley were wide open in front of the two of us, and there was a small open space in front of them, but the scene in the open space was unbearable. The original grass seemed to be covered with a layer of plasma, full of human limbs and bloody guts, and the bodies were laid from this head to that end, with at least one or two hundred pieces, stacked in layers and covered with a thin layer of snow.

But the white snow is also soaked with red blood.

Otales and Brandozi took a gentle breath, and although the knight was used to fighting, she had not seen each other for centuries in such a fierce battle.

The air smells of disgusting blood.

“is a man of the temple of fire.” Brando recognized it at a glance: "Almost the whole army was destroyed.” This was confirmed when he saw the bodies of two lower priests below the bodies of the first level monks and soldiers.

At least two clerics died in a battle, that's a hell of a lot.

In fact, in the Temple of Fire, clergy are divided into three categories, the first being the high priests of all nations, 11 of them. It can be said that the parliament of Fire, made up of eleven high priests, is at the core of the temple's rights.

Then there are the great clerics, clerics and lower clerics of the regions, each belonging to a different faction, the central force of the Temple of Fire. To truly become this class of existence in the Temple, in addition to having a firm faith in the golden fire served by the Temple of Fire, it must at least attain the strength of having a gold rank.

Lower priests, on the other hand, correspond to the reserve Templar Knight armed with the Temple of Fire, but their status is much higher, because the number is scarce, and every loss is a huge loss to the Temple.

So every lower priest should have at least three reserve Knight Templar Guardians on mission, which means that there are eight of the bodies here in the Golden Grade alone.

Brando took a breath of cold air, not because of the strength of the Temple of Fire team, but because —— what trouble did these guys get into, what happened to such a powerful team, he immediately remembered the bodies found a few hours ago that belonged to the knights of the Temple of Fire as well.

He frowned deeply, and the BOSS was a little too strong.

At this time Otales heard a noise behind her, and she turned around and saw the Grey Sword with its giant sword stepping on the dead branches of the ground clicking and separating the fog from the forest. But Mayfister came after Brando, thinking that stopping was leading him into a trap, and he couldn't help but see the tragedy in front of him.

He frowned and asked, “What's going on? ”

“Attacked by monsters. ”

“Huh, Krutz walkers deserve it.” The Grey Sword Holy Man carelessly says that the conversation between the two is not like an enemy at this moment - if it weren't for the grey-haired man who took down the giant sword and pointed it at Brando: “Well, since you know you can't escape, go with me. ”

Otales suddenly thought this guy was a real piece of work, but she was about to take out the brooch that Princess Regent had given Brando, and suddenly she heard Brando say to her in his heart:

“There's something coming in the west, Lord Otales. ”

The knight picked her eyebrows in silence: "How do you know? ”

“My windy spider is disappearing on a large scale, and it's coming.” Brando's tone got rushed, and he probably felt like the BOSS, the windy spiders that vanished almost without a sign.

“Wait, something's coming up east too.” He suddenly changed his tone.

Otales had a slight tightness in his heart, "You mean with two monsters? ”

“Hard to say, but anyway, get out of here.” Brando warned.

“But little guy, if you back off at this time, that guy will definitely do it," Otales looks at Mayfister: “At this close distance, I'm not sure I can make it out. Your strength is too bad, you can't make it out twice in a short space of time. ”

Brando was also judged too bad for the first time.

He thinks he's only in his early twenties, and the power of the golden class is good enough to see what else you can expect. But he knew that there was nothing to argue with this hundreds of thousands of years old sister, and his strength was really poor in the eyes of the other party.

He shook his head: “Exchange your body, let me explain. ”

Nor did Otales object, immediately retrieving his consciousness from his ring space. Brando's consciousness took control, and Brando stayed slightly in the Holy Eye of the Grey Sword, then regained clarity in his eyes.

“Something's coming.” Brando looked up at him, and the first sentence of the opening was a critical shrill: “Your Excellency doesn't want to know what killed these people? ”

Mayfister stood still and saw the young man take a silver brooch out of his arms. He just didn't have time to see what the brooch was, and suddenly the shrub around him ‘wow' sounded, and he actually drilled out two people.

“St. Mayfist the Grey Sword! ”

“Veronica!” Mayfist saw the seer and immediately backed off with vigilance with that woman, pulling their swords at each other.

“My lord!” It's Sy's voice.

Brando looked up and pulled the brooch out of his hand halfway. He couldn't help crying bitterness. Turns out it was this old Empire woman from the east. Why did she come to the door again with Sy?

Isn't it getting darker?

However, risks often go hand in hand with opportunities.

Brando soon discovered that while Veronica and Mayfist had discovered each other's existence, they had focused entirely on each other, a sword-breaking gesture that seemed to have completely forgotten the existence of the other.

And if you want to, in their level of confrontation, any negligence is a fatal thing.

But the tense atmosphere between the two sides is exactly Brando's chance.

He took a gentle breath and hurried to quietly make a gesture to Sy standing next to Veronica, indicating that she hurried to herself. In Brando's senses, the number of western wind elves is falling sharply, and he fears that the BOSS will just rush out of the forest.

As for Veronica and Mayfister dying or dying, he can't care less, but he's no longer a first-degree player here, if the BOSS is watching him, there's no place to cry.

Veronica wasn't paying any attention at this time, and the red-haired girl certainly noticed that, in fact, she couldn't help but want to run over when she saw Brando - if she wasn't worried that Brando would blame her for bringing Veronica here.

But seeing that Brando didn't seem to care, the big stone in the heart of the red-haired girl landed, and she sighed and walked carefully to Brando, some looking at her lord with peace of mind.

But what Sy didn't think was that she couldn't stand still, and Brando grabbed her hand: "Come on, come with me. ”

“Ah!”

“What's the matter? ”

“Nothing." Sy felt like even in the snow, but as if she had a hot stream in her hand that went all the way to her heart and face, burning her cheeks like they were burning.

But she bowed her head and said calmly.

Brando nodded, looking back to the west, then to Veronica and Mayfister in the confrontation, and then measured the surroundings, looking in the right direction and running over there.

Sy held her breath in the back for a moment, and some of them were overwhelmed to look at the Lord they admired and dragged themselves away.

There was a blank in her head.

Feeling like a pulling puppet, she was unconsciously dragged in one direction by Brando's hand, and she couldn't tell that direction, but just felt as if she was dying as soon as she made a sound.

Sy hears her heart pounding.

But Brando didn't notice Sydney's abnormality at this time, although he thought the girl was acting a little strange, but his doubts about what was behind her were overwhelming; not to mention that he and Sydney didn't have a spark - which was handed over to Antina when the spark left - and their presence in the golden class could last for hours without a spark in the frost tide.

They must hurry back to St. White Stone.

But it was at this time that Brando suddenly heard the warnings of Sister Otales, the Fairy of the Wind: "Beware, something is coming. ”

Then Brando heard a whistle coming from behind his head.

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