The Amber Sword

“Master Turaman, is the reason you're asking this to help Eruin?” Brando looked at the top three university players in the Amber Sword and couldn't help but provoke the frown to ask.

“Very clever, but that's not the answer I want. ”

Brando snapped.

“I don't know, but I can only try.” Brando shook his head: “Any suggestions, master? ”

“I do have a better proposition,” Turaman looks at Brando: "Instead of putting hope in the possibility of swaying uncertainty, it's better to choose a more robust approach. You say so, young man, after all, we have no right to gamble anybody in danger if

Bet is gold and I'll bet, but your weight is human life. ”

“Brother Brando wouldn't do that!” Fania felt like she was dying of this old man.

“Humph, shaking people's hearts with magical language is really a constant means for you mysterious guys! ”

Even Faina on the other side of the shadow couldn't help but snort. Of course, she did not know Tulaman, and if the nobleman Kim knew that Tulaman was a man who could sit flat with William at the Silver Society, she would not dare to blame Tulaman face to face.

In fact, even she felt strange about herself. She obviously had to stab Brando with a long sword in more than a dozen transparent caves. But when she heard the old man speak viciously against Brando, she still couldn't help but stand up and say sarcasm, as if she had subconsciously treated herself as if she were with Brando.

Stand on the same front more often.

It's just that she hummed softly, like she was saying -- I'm just not used to the old man.

“Oh, I don't see how you can still help me.” But Brando seemed to want to talk like she didn't want to. Faina blushed to the roots of her neck, and the nobleman jumped right over and strangled Brando, but before that, the conditions seemed to reflex.

And he said, “What are you talking about? That's not true! ”

Brando smiled without saying a word, and he turned around and looked at Tullaman. Of all these people, only he truly understood the intentions of the college man - as calm and wise as he was under the impression, but he had no idea what he was trying to do - but he had nothing to lose. Brando even thought it might have been.

Go to an insurance-like setting in the plot, and even if the players fail in their mission, the Deadwood Parliament, like the whole southern Eruin, can be temporarily preserved.

Is this the inertia of history?

But Brando smiled, “What I'm going to save is life, so it's fair to bet on life, at the cost of getting myself into the most dangerous situation. ”

“Brave, but you can't ask everyone to be as brave as you are. ”

“But I can ask the brave to be treated...”

Brando raised his head and did not shy away from Tulaman's gaze and answered.

Tulaman smiled. There was also a silence in the lobby, a deafening needle, and the words of that young lord of mankind were so clear that they seemed to be thrown out loud that they could shame all those who had swayed before. Only the elder looked at Brando and nodded. And the college guy.

Looking at his old friend William, they exchanged a tacit look on both sides of the light shadow.

Interesting.

“Well, young man, you convinced me that I could give you some time.” Tullaman turns around and looks at all the Druids in the lobby: “So what about you, now this little guy sends you an invitation, and he says only the brave ones can join the game. Now you can tell.

Me, what's your choice? ”

The voice of the elderly echoed in the lobby.

Most people answered that question with their eyes, and Brando's self-confidence, which doesn't exist all the time, infected everyone, and even Fayna couldn't help herself -- she looked at Brando's side face from one side, she couldn't help herself -- and this Eloin hillbilly didn't seem so impotent.

, at least for this moment it looks... handsome?

And in the dead wood parliament, the elders patted Fania on the shoulder, and everyone made way for the little girl. Druids standing next to Fretilin began to complete this spell, and the light on the Fretilin was more dazzling than a wave, and it was at this time that Tullaman looked at William on the other side of the light shadow.

Suddenly he said in his heart:

“Valhalla, it looks like you found something terrible, old friend.” He did not speak, and the communication between the two was completed at the spiritual level.

“Not me. I'm just a bystander.” William replied.

“But if you light that primitive spark, the Green Tower does seem to be able to keep it that way.” Tullaman said.

“You're wrong, Eru will gain another territory for it. ”

“You mean I should approve of the plan? ”

“Didn't you already agree? ”

“Not entirely, you know, I hate possibilities--”

“There's another reason,” William laughed. “Jiufeng has a saying - the innocence of a husband is a crime. ”

“Yes, but why did you just say yes?” Tullaman asked.

“Huh, see those Druids? I can even hear them asking -- Druid has never betrayed their vows. And you, silver folk? ”

William's tune made the scholar smile: “That's exactly why I agree, we're all in the same camp of order anyway. I am already disturbed by the fierce tide of demons this time, when human beings are corrupt and the people of silver cannot imitate them. I'm even beginning to suspect the black one.

Prophetic assertions may not be empty intimidation. ”

“Human decadence? I'm afraid not,” William looked at Brando and laughed. “But it's also ridiculous to believe that the Dragon of Darkness will be resurrected. You and I should know exactly what the Dragon of Darkness is. ”

Touraman shook his head and did not refute it, but it seemed that he did not really fully agree with William.

At this time, Fania had entered the fray, and after an eye-catching white light, the rubic stone in the center of the fray suddenly blew up, and the surrounding Druids fell to the ground. But this is the normal reaction of spells. Ruwenstone is broken because it can't withstand the tremendous fluctuations of power in space transmission. It's a generation.

The executor himself bears the effect of spell regurgitation, which is a great characteristic of magic.

Even because of the enormous magic reaction, the lights in the hall were dimmed for a moment, and when everyone didn't realize that the spell had succeeded, they suddenly heard Andrew shouting: "Well, go strengthen the city hall defense line and don't let the Fenrir descendants break in so easily. ”

Druids fainted by the explosion, but reacted. The hall immediately became noisy, people raced and the parliament was in a mess, and people couldn't help but frown. But in any case, this moment, previously depressed by pessimism and despair, has gone astray.

Without existence, it seems that everyone has been inspired by the courage that remains in their hearts and has become eager for courage and glory.

The elder looked at the scene and couldn't help but punch his finger in the wooden wand in his hand - exhale gently.

“Incredibly, the Druids not only believe in humans from the outside world, but also inspire faith and courage because of one human being.” Tulaman came to the elders sometime, slightly exclamed.

“Firm hearts are common, and when people see that the strongest men have not fallen, they will also become stronger. ”

“But unfortunately. ”

The elder turned back slightly.

“It seems that wisdom cannot be conveyed, or the little guy will at least become smarter after seeing me. At least ask me to pass on that little girl, instead of wasting your already modest power.” Tullaman looked down in the lobby and the Druids said in a whispering tone,

As you can see, those high-ranking Druids have run out of magic.

The face of the elder suddenly became wonderful.

And on the other hand, Brando was catching Fania falling off the front of the law and sneezing hard, and of course he didn't expect a church college student to say bad things about him behind his back, but thought it was Charles or Roman sneaking his own herders behind his back, of course.

The latter is more suspected.

He rubbed his nose and put Fania down. The little girl looked up at him all the time, her face full of admiration.

“Are you going to let this little girl open the Valhalla Gate? ”

William suddenly saw Fania, and suddenly he said, "So that's it, Forest Daughter? ”

Brando nodded.

“It turns out the rumors are true that the spark of Valhalla is in the hands of the daughter of the forest and awakens only one day from sleep. The prophecies all came true this day, no wonder the Tullaman guy suddenly said that to me.” William nodded suddenly: “But you know how to open the door.

How? ”

Brando shook his head, of course he didn't know, and the offense didn't mention that part at all. He thought he could get into Valhalla with Fania, but he didn't expect there to be another door.

“I'm going to try, it shouldn't be too hard.” Brando replied, recalling the player in history.

The Great Wizard raised his eyebrows: “I see, but I suggest you go faster. ”

“Hmm?”

The old man turned around and looked at the other side of the valley through the fog: “It seems that the woman is finally out of trouble, and I think it's your turn to get in trouble...”

Brando's face changed, but he immediately replied, "I think I remember Lord Wizard, you and I still have a deal. ”

William smiled and nodded.

“In addition, I can attach an additional service to you. ”

“What do you mean?” Brando snapped.

“That tells you, there's more than one person here, I'm afraid. ”

“Not just one person? What's that supposed to mean? Is there anyone else here?” Brando held Fania in his hand, and this time he was really stunned.

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