The Amber Sword

Brando immediately turned around and put his index finger up on his lips and made a silent motion against Fayna and Fania. Andersha's voice frightened the aristocratic lady with a white face and almost cried out, until she saw Brando's movements before she could cover her mouth and settle down.

So he calmed down in the forest,

Apart from a monotonous squeak in the bushes not far away, several small rodents sped through the weed bushes making a squeaking sound.

Faina could almost hear her pulse beating forcefully in this strange silence, tension speeding up her blood flow, but her fingers and face grew paler.

“What should I do?”

She asked with her mouth. The young lady's toes seemed to be all but disappeared at this moment, leaving only a young girl, who was no different from ordinary people, looking at Brando with a frightened look - she realized that this was the only thing she could rely on now.

Brando glanced at her.

At this moment, the nobleman is as dirty as a flower cat, and the beautiful golden ponytail is stained with dust —— although anyone who has fought before will, he still thinks she's cuter than before.

At least that cheerful young lady was long gone when she fought him.

“Don't worry. ”

He also replied orally. Brando knows very well that this is a temporary phenomenon after all, she is still the Duchess daughter of the Cruz people, don't say that the superior character was engraved in the bones, the moment before Andrea appeared, she was still mumbling with him.

He listened quietly, and gradually a slight footstep was coming from across the forest, and Andersha did not seem to be hiding her whereabouts - nor, in fact, was it necessary with her strength - but only fears could hide her tail, and none of the truly powerful needed it.

Like they do now...

In the past, Brando's covert operations as a 130-level warrior were rare, and his earlier skills as a tourist were remembered many years ago.

The experience in his memory is both exciting and exciting, but today it is different. Running away from life and death in reality means that life is threatened at every moment, and the feeling of being on his back is not felt in the slightest.

Instead, I felt nervous and scared to death.

Such a lag made him very uncomfortable, only because of past experience, Brando was able to calm down quickly.

He stood there motionlessly and heard two footsteps before and after a short distance to the west - quite close in that direction, which meant that there might not be just one exit underground.

But I don't know if it's lucky.

Then he heard Andersa's voice coming:

“The boy may have gone far, but I didn't think there were Silver Alliance people besides Druid who were secretly protecting them. There was something I was familiar with in the spell before, and I didn't know if it was those old guys. ”

Brando couldn't help but hold his breath subconsciously when he heard it, but soon another man's voice came, which made him a little familiar:

“Isn't it ironic that you, the monster, would regret having too many enemies? ”

“Too many enemies? It's a ridiculous thing to say," Andersa's voice looks a little harsh, and I can tell she's laughing. “I can see why you're afraid of your tails, but if that's the case, why don't you cowards just hide back in your filthy nest? ”

“Okay, okay,” the man's voice said weakly, "I'm not here to argue with you, Andersha, and what I'm more curious about than this is that there's another world here, and it seems I have no doubt that we're the first visitors here in thousands of years. ”

“It's the second batch, don't forget, they may be in early. ”

Brando knows that ‘they’ in Andersha's mouth are who she is, and that woman is now probably afraid to confirm how many people and he is in everything, and if there is doubt, there will be anxiety, which is good news for him.

“Doesn't matter, Andersa, do you realize that the young man knew this place from the beginning, and I don't believe he could have accidentally hit the door open without preparation? ”

The man went on to say, "Although that door outside is supposed to be the foolish legacy of mankind, you can't fail to acknowledge that in the golden age, these things are at least spectacular and great relative to the current poor Baba civilization. ”

“Do you think, Andrea, that such a presence would open the door without any sign? ”

“What are you trying to say, Michala, oh - I forgot you should call it now...” Andersa asked in a soft-hearted tone, but before he could finish, the man interrupted him:

“Andrews, don't you care what Druids are secretly preparing for? Not to mention the Silver Coalition, where the old undead are involved, where there are pieces of sealed stone, and there is no guarantee that there will be anything more amazing. ”

“Something more amazing? Isn't this world tree enough? ”

“This withering tree of the world is presumably an ancient war experiment, but it's nothing, you know that, Andersha. ”

“Perhaps I'd like to know, too, so now it's time you put an end to all this crap and come with me--”

“Your personality hasn't changed a bit.” The man replied.

Then they stopped talking, and Brando immediately held his breath, and he understood that Andersha's perception was frightening, which meant that they would be spotted with a little carelessness, and even that woman didn't need to be as focused as he was.

Fayna also understands that this nobleman Thousand Gold, although a bit self-righteous, is also knowledgeable, from the upper echelons of the Cruz Empire, who has seen all kinds of powerful men, and knows exactly how terrible an enemy Andersa is.

And finally, Fania, this little girl from the mountains, cautious and agile, just needs to see what Brando's choices are and see what she should do.

She raised her head and her big green eyes kept spinning, but she didn't make a sound.

The three of them stood there like puppets, listening to the footsteps on the other side of the bush wandering for a little while, as if Andersa and that man Michala were looking for directions.

And finally, Andrea said, "They're probably in the center.” Then the sound of footsteps gradually moved away from the tree of the world.

For a long time...

It wasn't until then that Brando took a breath.

“Hoo-hoo -” Faina took a long breath and patted herself on the chest with no blood on her face. The sweat had permeated her back a long time ago, as if the whole person had just been caught out of the water, and there was cold sweat all over her forehead.

“Great, they're far away, let's take a ride back.” She said immediately.

“Turn around? ”

“Of course, that woman thinks we're in, and we should hurry back to Lord Veronica and rendezvous and get out of here, right?” Faina opened her eyes, naturally speaking.

“No, no, you're mistaken,” Brando shook his head seriously: “You should be alone now, ma'am, or better yet, the head wolf Ashes was asleep. He didn't seem to wake up for a moment and a half, and the fog was defeated by Andersa. There was no danger on the road. Do you remember the road when he came? ”

“I--” Lady Nobleman stunned and her eyebrows picked up high and sharp: “You, you want me to go alone? ”

“What else do you want? ”

“You, you, you won't stay with me?” Faina asked some incredible questions.

Brando is confused. How natural is it for this young lady to say something like that and let him go back with her? Does he look familiar to her?

“Why should I stay with you?” He has therefore rightly made a refusal.

“I… you…” The aristocratic mistress looked at him in blue and white, she wanted to lose her temper immediately, but somehow she softened up again: “So… what are you doing here? ”

“So with a tree that big, it's normal for people to be curious, isn't it, miss?” Brando certainly won't tell the truth to this young lady, just so pointing to the tree of the world.

Of course, any normal person can hear the words.

“Hey, curiosity doesn't matter...”

“Huh?” Brando asked strangely. "Are you concerned or worried that no one will accompany you back? ”

Fayna's face flushed red, and her eyebrows shouted, “None of it, fool! I'm just asking. I don't care about your life! Then... then I'll go. Don't blame me for you and you dying...”

She took a deep breath and turned around and left. Brando shrugged his shoulders at the back of the young lady, and compared to the misgivings of the young lady, he was serious - although some went beyond the plan, he had to stay and Andesa competed for Valhalla's dominion.

This sounds strange, but it's not unrealistic. Andersha doesn't know what it really means to be here, so without a clear goal like him, Brando has taken the initiative on this point.

Second, he was with Fania, the king that Valhalla had already recognized, and if he could gain further control of this legendary territory, he could defeat Andersa with all the strength of the land.

It's like a god enjoying a huge home advantage within his kingdom, albeit somewhat exaggerated. But to Brando's knowledge, it's enough for Valhalla's sleeping guards to drive Andersa away.

Although it is not realistic to ‘leave' each other here.

These possibilities, however, are simple to say, and they are in fact alarming things to do. Especially if you want to take the lead in front of Andersha, you find it a little difficult to climb the sky just to think about it.

Brando was not interested in taking a tow bottle with him in such a near-solitary gamble, so he could find an opportunity to send the young lady out, and he was absolutely in favor of raising his hands. In fact, if possible, he would prefer to send Fania to a safe place first.

Only Solo Man can walk safely on the brink of danger.

But what Brando didn't expect was that he saw Faina's back just disappear behind that door, before he could turn around and see the young lady come out again.

“Hello...”

She was obviously scared to death by the dark, her face didn't look like words, but the first sentence was: "Yes, by the way, I, I suddenly remembered that the Croats, Croats and Cruisers had no habit of leaving their companions behind - although we were enemies before, but after all, you saved me once... you can't be unjust even if you are not benevolent...”

Brando's face suddenly got a little dark.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)