The Amber Sword

Girl's soft lips look like feathers, gently imprinted on his neck, making Brando a cold war. The pointy teeth rub against the skin, penetrating the body surface and penetrating into the arteries, Andrig's weak boneless figure is a cat lying on Brando's back, tasting the smell of blood in detail, making a fine, satisfying nose sound. After sucking the blood, the vampire girl, like the princess, licked it around his neck, shaking Brando for a moment.

Brando takes a sip of cool air, and the average vampire releases an emotional factor to the host when he sucks blood, causing the host to fall into illusory happiness. Overall, being sucked is a painful and happy thing. But Andrig never despised it, and according to her, it was a 'shameless thing to do' - every time a fake woman was shot down - it was a painful thing to be sucked by Andrig anyway.

The only consolation prize is that every time a teenage girl sucks blood, she snuggles completely in his arms like a lover and exudes flamboyance; Andrig is absolutely the beauty of the catastrophic water level, she evenly named boneless body completely affixed to Brando's chest, Brando can almost feel two groups of soft things connected to her skin, the girl's curvy thighs stretching out from the pleats of her long black skirt, in the moonlight in the mountains as white as jade stone, is really unbearable to think of.

“I'm good.” Andrig said to Medfis like a master. The vampire hypocrite ‘oh’ sounded, and the descendants seemed like a highly hierarchical society, and after the nobleman had enjoyed the host's blood, Medfis kissed Brando on the neck, left and right.

“Hey, hey!” Brando couldn't move if he was held down by two golden vampires: "Say no to the neck! ”

“Sister, you can bite. Why can't I? ”

“Men and women are different...”

Medfis moved his long eyelashes playfully, pretending not to hear, one hand swept the ends of his hair behind his ears, and had already bowed down and bit him.

Brando rubbed his neck and came out of the bushes with some apologies and looked at Metissa, and Princess Fairy smiled gently at him: “Lord now finds all kinds of trouble with our dead spirits? Because, after all, it's not a living thing, so what can you rely on to put yourself in this world, that's the law of the dead. ”

Brando, that reminds me that the little princess is still a ghost, but probably the most beautiful ghost in the world. The Silver Fairy Princess's long silver hair and armor glow slightly. In fact, it is the essence of the spirit. Brando shifted his eyes away from her and threw them into the town at the foot of the mountain. "What happened? ”

The town at the foot of the mountain is silent in the darkness, and far is only the light of a hazy light, so clear that only elves can see it so far away - and of course merchant ladies and gentlemen.

“Here it is.” Su Answer beside him.

“Sue said it was here, and Lord Tiger led other Rubis mercenaries down there to investigate. The townspeople said that there had indeed been a foreign nobleman living here for the past few weeks, but they were not sure if it was the Earl of Swallow Castle.” Metissa replied.

Brando nodded.

This is the reply that Sue gave him - replacing the envoy of the Count in his presence at the meetings and conferences of the nobles.

The kidnapping of a Count's envoy, possibly even the Count himself, sounds fantastic, but it fits Brando's mind. The meetings and meetings of the nobles will be held two days later at the Achilles Estate, the property of the Temple of Fire, which will arrange its own personnel to maintain the venue, so it is impossible for outsiders to mix in. Of course Brando will not be mentally retarded enough to go to Wood for help in this matter, mainly because it is too easy to leave a grip, not to mention in the position of Lord Holy Priest, I'm sure he will not agree.

The only way is to impersonate a nobleman. Five of the six Grand Dukes are now known to participate in this meeting, of whom Grand Duke Vieiro and Grand Duke Karasou have sent their own envoys, Grand Duke Sifah and Grand Duke Anlek have gone personally, Corcova is the royal seal and the Prince's eldest envoy will naturally go, only Grand Duke Goran-Elson has maintained a consistent indifference and is not even in the mood to send them.

Of course, Brando wouldn't want to impersonate these characters as long as his brain wasn't broken. For the same reason, the two Marquises are the same as Prince Leuko, leaving only five privileged Earls of Eruin. It is naturally impossible for Count Denel to do so. Count Vitokin is the commander of the Black Blade Legion, and Count Janilassou is the commander of the Royal Fleet, so he has no choice. So there are only two people left for Brando to impersonate.

One is the Earl of Grey Mountain Cordot, and the other is the Earl of Swallow Castle. Yet Count Grey Mountain's territory is next to Corcova, and it must be familiar to the world. By contrast, Swallow Castle, situated on the northern side of the kingdom, is one of the weakest privileged counts. Its countess rarely deals with the other nobles of the kingdom, so to speak, and even players who wander around on weekdays like Brando have not seen the countess, even less acquainted with him in the aristocratic circle within the kingdom.

By contrast, the answer is no more.

“Whether or not, let's see," kidnapping a noble envoy is simple, but the Earl of Swallow Castle is a privileged Earl. How could he not be on guard? It's just that Brando believed in his men, so he decided to take a look first.

The estate set in the foothills of the Earl of Swampberg is situated in a secluded mountain forest near the town. The Count does not have any reliable friends in Ambesseur, so the estate is also temporarily rented. Ambesseur often stops temporarily with businessmen and nobles everywhere, so there are also many such estates nearby. Before coming here, Suu had sent people to inquire about the estate, which is the property of a businessman and has no background in itself.

The news also reassured Brando of the whole plan.

A pedestrian sneaks silently into a forest of Anlek hazelnuts just 100 metres from the estate, where the bushes are dense and the guards of the estate don't care what they find. But even so, Brando ordered Metissa to stay further away, and the fairy princess attacked the slightly luminous silver armor, which was perfect for infiltrating the battle, simply had her and Sy arrange the fireclaw lizards with her at the right distance, or at least pick them up if something happened.

Whatever their next move was, it was a little crazy, and Brando had to be careful.

Brando is surrounded by Rubis mercenaries, ‘two’ cute vampire ladies, and Andrig's black derivative 'descent', all of whom are young boys and girls of a modest age, between the Black Iron Peak and the Silver Primary Class, but exceptionally skilled at infiltrating battles, no less than experienced mercenaries from the Ten Cities area.

In addition, there is a very anachronistic existence - our businesswoman followed us quietly, without the consent of anyone, as she walked like a kitten, and if she hadn't snuck behind Brando all the time, she would hardly have noticed this little guy herself.

This has to be described as a tremendous diving talent, especially not yet specially trained, and even the best nightingale of the Rubis mercenaries can't help but admire it. But in Brando's view, it's not so much that this young lady is born with no mastery of these skills that can be used to do bad things, and in short, the word lady has nothing to do with our businesswoman.

But Brando figured it out. Instead of letting this little thing move around where he couldn't see it, he might as well keep an eye on her, or at least keep an eye on her so she wouldn't get into some big trouble. So after strictly keeping Roman within five feet of himself, he let the young lady go.

Looks like Little Roman is quite satisfied with Brando's order, but to be honest, she just wants to take risks with him.

After settling this little insert, Brando releases a few windy spiders, who cannot share their senses with him and play a minimal role in exploring the terrain, but are extremely useful in guarding the surroundings. Then he looked up at the direction of the estate and asked, "How many guards are there? ”

“There's one in the front door, just don't know if there's a dark whistle, my lord.” Vampires have much better eyesight than humans in dark conditions, a descendant immediately replied. Brando was quite satisfied with the answer. Behind the stacked woods, it was really hard for some strong people to see what was happening in the estate 100 meters away.

He nodded, first sensing with the wind whether there were any dark posts around him, and then was about to order people to come closer to the estate, when Roman suddenly said: "Roman saw that there were people in the estate, and I saw someone in the courtyard by the fountain —— oh, he seemed to have kicked something, he bent over and picked up the stone, and he threw it into the fountain. ”

People looked at this businessman in horror, Brando. He suddenly thought it would be a wonderful idea for this businesswoman to follow him, and he asked, “Do you see any secret whistles? ”

“The whistle? ”

“The one who's hiding. ”

“Oh, that's two. ”

“Where is it?” Tiger bird's eyebrows jumped beside him and asked immediately.

“Right behind the guard at the door. ”

Tiger Sparrow immediately overhead to Brando beside him: “The other side is quite experienced and the yard doesn't know how many people there are. This is a bit of a hassle, my lord.” As an experienced mercenary, the captain of the Rubis mercenary was very sensitive to the position of the sentry and often relied on only a few traces of the spider to reach an approximate conclusion. Brando had always trusted his judgment and nodded and said, “Is there any way? ”

“Find a way to grab a tongue.” Tiger Bird replied.

Brando nodded again, "So, Medfis, you go with me.” After all, a layer of black smoke suddenly appeared on his clothes, which quickly wrapped his remarkable red blessings and the sword of the earth. This is the dark element that the Dark God manipulates, and Brando doesn't want to expose his identity, disguising himself as a cult is the best option.

He pulled up the hood of the cloak and was about to leave, but at this point, Roman suddenly pulled out a tiny, delicate silver cage and said with pride, “Brando, do you want to grab someone? Roman will help you! ”

Before Brando could react, Roman clapped his hands and said, "Caged man, caged man, who is holding you free?” As soon as she clapped her hands, the white light flashed in the cage, and a little man appeared in the empty silver cage. Brando and others were fine. Andrig and the vampires like Medface immediately looked at the businesswoman in shock.

“What is this?” Brando immediately stopped and looked at the little man in the cage who had become terrified and asked.

“Big… man," the bloodline who answered earlier said, “this… this is the guard at the door. ”

“Dark Witchcraft!” Brandoton Petrified.

… (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.)