The Amber Sword

The unpleasant tone in the room made the knight unbearably nervous, and he turned around and looked at Brando.

“Tell him they swapped black beans for common grass because of the stables.” Brando stays calm and simply answers to each other by mouth, knowing full well that the pureblood Pinodemar is delicate, their ingredients are characteristic, and the beans in the grass must also be black beans from the Sullen Plateau, otherwise problems will arise.

The knight hastily replied, and this time the people in the room believed in eight points. In fact, he had no doubt whatsoever - after all, this is Ambethel, and he can't think of anyone who dares to make a scene under the eyes of the temple. He shrugged and replied, "What a hassle. Wait for me to come out. ”

Soon after the sound of dressing was heard in the room, the knight's captain opened the door. He was about to turn his face to these inadvertent knight subordinates - all of whom were his direct subordinates, and the problem they had caused was that the Count had to hold him to account, and this time it was his favorite horse of war, which upset him greatly. But he didn't have time to talk, Brando, Andrea, and Medfis rushed into the house one step ahead.

Enemy! At that moment, the captain of the knight reacted. Ronin was famous for many years in Swallow Castle. When he was very young, he was the captain of the Swallow Castle guard. He had great experience with the enemy and was used to carrying a sword at all times. As soon as Brando three men entered the door, the middle-aged knight had drawn a sword.

Ronin's reaction was so fast that even Brando was frightened that it was estimated that the cavalry captain would have had time to warn against any other enemy, but unfortunately he was facing a more perverted opponent. The three of Brando alone are the three golden classes, and they will gain a steady advantage in the three depressions. Andrig and Medfis will gain a race advantage, and Brando himself will not have to say much. With his strength now, even his opponents will win a battle in the face of the elements.

At least Eagle Dejar is clear proof.

As soon as Brando took the shot, Ronin was shocked. This gap in swordsmanship was not a level at all. His subconscious desire was to retreat to warn others in the estate, but it was at this time that he heard a faint voice:

“The field of silence. ”

Charles stood outside, pointing indoors, a silent area covering a radius of nearly twenty feet immediately opened, and all sounds in the range seemed to have been devoured by an unknown presence at an instant. The long sword splattered between each other, but there was no sound at all. That scene was really weird, but our knight was not in the mood to take all this into account at this moment. The silence field opened Brando to attack more freely, but after three rounds, Ronin had to surrender his sword.

In fact, this knight did not want to abandon his sword, but if he did not abandon his sword, his hand would probably be lost. Under the helplessness, he had to abandon his long sword and raise his hand.

Brando stopped the offense, pointing his sword at the other man's heart - he couldn't help but look at the knight, who was still quite aristocratic, who threw his sword and surrendered only when he finally realized that no effort could change the current situation, which was too much of a game compared to the knight behind him.

In fact, this is the case in this day and age, you cannot expect knights to do too much for their lords, unless they are true deceased ministers, few of whom can make senseless sacrifices for their loyalists. Brando was not surprised that the situation was the same as that of the aristocrats of the same size who had fled in Denburg.

“Who are you?” Ronin raised his hand, but still stared sharply at Brando and others, asking with his mouth.

“It's none of your business.” Brando replied, "Now I will do one thing with the help of your Count, and I can assure you that I will not harm his life or put him at any disadvantage. ”

“The Count has no reason to promise you cocksucker thieves.” Ronin was sharp and sarcastic.

Brando shrugged his shoulders and was scolded as a chicken-howling dog thief. He was still a little shameless, but now he can't care less: “It's time for us to take control of the situation, and that's a good enough reason. In fact, we don't need you to do anything, just stay here for a while.” At this time, Charles had begun a sound insulation technique, so silence was revoked.

Ronin took a closer look at the people present.

“I cannot answer any of your questions on behalf of the Count.” He replied.

“It's okay, I just need your help to bring out another golden expert, don't worry, we'll just hold him.” Brando replied, "As far as I can tell, there are now three as powerful people in this estate as you. In addition to the Count's personal escort, there is one living on the second floor, right? In your capacity, you can go upstairs, right? ”

Ronin silenced and stared at Brando like the knight behind him. Of course he knew who told the young man in front of him all this. But he thought about it and shook his head: "With all due respect, it's against my faith. ”

Brando couldn't help but look at each other in astonishment when he heard such an answer. Few, if any, Eruin still persisted in his beliefs today. Before he met Kurando, Brando almost thought he was the only one, Her Royal Highness and the goddess of martial arts.

He shrugged his shoulders and retracted his sword, nodding at each other: "Well, I respect your choice. ”

With a slight glimpse of Ronin, he never thought the bandits would break into the estate so easily. He couldn't help but frown and stare at Brando: “What trick are you playing? You know, if you don't have my help, you're not going to go upstairs and see what you look like, you don't want to get attention outside. ”

“I must, I can't, I can only attack.” Brando replied, "I am confident that I will be able to control the situation for a short time, but I do not want to cause any trouble if it can be simpler. ”

The middle-aged knight lifted his lips and his eyebrows squeezed tightly, apparently Brando's words echoed his assumptions, and he couldn't help but look deeply at Brando: "Let nobility see blood in the area controlled by the temple, you should know the consequences, no bandit has dared to do so in Ambethel for centuries. ”

Brando stared at each other without showing any weakness and answered frankly: "You've got two things wrong, sir. First of all, there's no thief in front of you. Secondly, I have no fear.” When he said that, he was fully determined. Two days before the meeting of the nobles began, Brando knew exactly how history had stepped onto that track without a future, and he would never allow history to repeat itself.

In the Sword of Amber, he met His Royal Highness the Princess and also the Goddess of Martial Arts, who fought alongside many, but this time he was going to fight alone.

Ronin saw Brando's firm and unshakeable burning of the bear and couldn't resist nitrogen. He didn't know where these people came from, but it didn't look like a common bandit. He shook his head in his heart. How could it be a bandit, who dared to do it in Ambethel? He sighed, “Aren't you from the Leckins? ”

The Leckins? Brando feels like he's heard the name of this aristocratic family, but it doesn't matter, but he's definitely not Eruin or one of Cruz's big families. Since when does the Earl of Swanburg have a problem with this little family? And seemingly nervous, Brando turned his mind extremely quickly, and suddenly he thought that the Count of Swallow had something to do with this anomalous intervention in Ambessel's meeting of nobility, but it had nothing to do with his purpose, so he shook his head quickly: "Of course not. ”

“Are you cults?” Ronin's eyebrows stretched slightly, but still wrinkled deeply, and he suddenly thought of hearing rumors that some cults controlled the nobility and couldn't help but ask. However, the knight behind Brando suddenly changed his face. There's only one person in Warnde who dares to ignore Martha's vows, and that's a cult, which means if Brando was a cult, wouldn't it be a lie if he had promised not to kill him afterwards? With that in mind, the knight couldn't help but shake a little.

But Brando shook his head: "No, we, like you, believe in Lord Martha and see dusk and chaos as heresy. ”

Ronin frowned and the cult would never say anything like this. He relieved himself and sighed: "So long as you swear in front of Lord Martha and do what you said before, I can consider helping you convince the Count. ”

“Do you agree? ”

The captain laughed bitterly, can he disagree, he also saw the amazing strength of Brando, the Count's three golden classes are not their rivals at all, not to mention that he has now been restrained by each other, in fact, there are only two battles left in the golden field that the Count can use. The other side is really going to aggressively say that the estate is going to bleed into a river, and this is his best choice at the moment, both in terms of his own life and his loyalty to the Count.

Ronin sighed, Swallow Castle was once one of the leading aristocratic forces in Eruin, and in the most glorious period of the family, a master of two elements of evolutionary strength, ranked no lower than today's Grand Duke of Antilles. It is precisely because of this strength that the Yanbao nobility is able to be independent of the other nobles of the kingdom, claiming to be a family, but I did not expect that it was only a hundred years away, and the Yanbao family was so desperate, as if anyone could bully their head, and even had to consider dependence on other Grand Dukes.

It's a disgrace.

The captain of the knight thought of this and was about to nod his head and say yes, but at this moment, suddenly a loud explosion came from the heads of the crowd, as if the entire estate had jumped. Brando's heart was tight and he couldn't help but look up at the ceiling. The explosion came from the second floor. What happened out there?

But he couldn't think of anything that would make such an effect. Has Little Roman dared to experiment with fire balls on the estate at this time?

But it doesn't look like a big fireball, not to mention who summoned a meteorite.

These messy thoughts flashed through Brando's heart, and he turned around and saw that the hallway had become messy, and many knights who had already fallen asleep opened the door and rushed out. Brando changed his face and immediately shouted, “Close the door! ”

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(2 more, 4,000 more, 3,000 more, you know, it was supposed to erupt yesterday, but yesterday people were a little uncomfortable, so let's start today.) (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.)