The Amber Sword

The royal knight's horseshoes grew farther away at night, and the estate finally returned to calm. When Brando saw the young Count looking in that direction and frowned slightly, the teenager turned around and looked at him, the clean moonlight spilled on this beautiful face with a thoughtful look on his face, Dilfrey asked pointedly: "Do you seem to know them? ”

Brando did not intend to speak frankly about his identity, but raised the hood that had previously covered his face and revealed a mysterious smile.

“Humph," Dilfrey grunted softly. He glanced at the wretched, structured house beside him, "Anyway, thank you for your help. The Lord of Swallow Castle will never break his word. But Marsha in heaven will watch over everyone on earth, hoping that gentlemen will remember your promises. ”

“Don't worry, you will never be involved.” Brando gave the teenager a reassuring answer.

Delphirie looked at them skeptically, "Who are you dealing with? ”

Brando laughed and didn't answer.

“You're making me uncomfortable, sir.” Delphirie bit her lip and said angrily.

“Then we'll split up when we get into the room. ”

“But the temple will eventually find out that you entered with us. ”

That's a problem. Brando thought the Count was really thoughtful. He looked back at Charles, and Charles shrugged his shoulders. Everyone knew that the Temple was not a manor situated in the countryside comparable, and that no illusion could be relied upon to hide the eyes of the monks unless Martha kissed them. And Brando was silent, and he said, "Well, if that's the way it is, if you have to, you can say it was coerced by us--”

Delphirie slightly flashed.

He looked at them curiously, and he could hardly believe what a bunch of vicious infiltrators would say, "Kidnapping nobles, aren't you afraid of causing trouble? ”

“If you're afraid, you won't come.” Brando smiled a little.

“But you can threaten to seal my mouth, you have my handle," Dilfrey frowned and looked at them indissolubly, “didn't you? ”

“Can I understand why you're teaching us how to coerce you, Count?” Brando couldn't help but ask with some laughter.

“No... not...” The teenager blushed: “It's just...”

“Just don't you understand?” Brando laughed. In fact, he never thought there was anything to hide from his actions. He just didn't want to cut off branches. If the Temple insists on pursuing the end, let it come. He dares to come to Ambethel to stir up the situation, which is already the best and worst plan in his mind.

The worst result is nothing more than opposition to the Temple of Fire. It's not like Eruin hasn't done this before. He has fought many battles with the Temple of Fire in the first place. The legendary King has the Wind Elf as his backup, and so does he. Brando believed Otales would not die, not to mention that the Temple would be happy to light a fire in the backyard of the Temple of Fire.

To think of it, Brando couldn't help laughing contemptuously, and the temple of flames was fine, and so was the temple of the wind. Eruin was Eruin, and there was no need to change it when his heart had made a decision.

He waved: “Whether or not, that's fine. I just happen not to have a dangerous habit of riding. ”

“So...” Dilfiry looked at Brando's travelers with some complexity and wondered if it was a madman, don't they know how serious a crime it was to flagrantly kidnap a nobleman within the control of the temple? Growing up in an aristocratic family, he was educated in the best etiquette. He was familiar with the gentle and elegant style of the aristocracy. He had never seen or thought of anything so crazy. He couldn't help but hold on for a while.

“How, Lord Count? ”

“Okay… I…” Dilfrey's palms are sweating, and somehow his heart is pounding: “I see. Let's make a pact, in the presence of Lord Martha. Rest assured... if... before the last minute, I will not confess you, you are the most gentle... bandits I have ever seen. ”

Brando laughed and thought, "Have you seen many bandits, Count? ”

“No… no, I have seen some in the border area.” Dilfiry realized that he had said the wrong thing and answered in a hurry with a red face.

Brando laughed. “So happy working with you, Count. ”

In the last 16 years of his life, Delphirie has never thought he would be an uninvited group of uninvited visitors - or a pleasant collaborator of bandits in the forest - who thought so of the identity of Brando et al., but somehow, he felt he didn't seem so unwilling. He couldn't help but look at her two knights, Nia, and Ronin, the swordsman. The knight was upset, and Ronin just stretched his hand.

“So much cooperation… pleasure. ”

……

“You seduce people with a set of minds, my lord.” On the way home, Charles couldn't help but say so, not knowing if it was a deliberate compliment or a sincere compliment. He finished his‘ story ’on the road with Antina and Roman, and could not help but mention it when he spoke of the intercession between his lord and the young Earl of Swallow Castle.

“Am I compelling?” Brando rides on the horse, his hands surround the merchant lady sitting in front of him, he can't help but crook: “Since when do I bewitch people? You're talking about Andrig, aren't you? ”

“Humph!” A vampire riding on another horse not far away couldn't help but hum. She rides a tall horse's pure black war horse, the color she insists on choosing.

“No, no, no, that's not what I meant.” Charles sat on a yellowbrown jungle horse and quickly explained, "I mean, it was just right that the adults took out that recording crystal and perfectly plunged the Count's last line of psychological defense, which reminded me of the Nokosonians on the highlands, who, as you should have heard, were synonymous with the famous traitors of Karasu. ”

“The Norcosians are synonymous with traitors everywhere, not just in Karasu, and you can't do better than that?” Brando answered in a bad way.

“But then again, I remember the territory's record crystals seem to have been kept somewhere by Miss Antina.” Tiger Sparrow suddenly asks, "Lord, how did you come to expect such a thing from Miss Antina? Did the lord already know that the countess was studying psychic magic? ”

“Record crystals?” Brando takes out a crystal ball, “you mean this?” He laughed and threw the crystal ball into the grass on the side of the road.

“My lord?” Tiger sparrow stunned.

At this time, Roman, the little man sitting in front of Brando, finally laughed. She raised her head slightly backwards and leaned her little soft back against Brando's chest, crooked her head against Brando's body and smiled. “That's not a record crystal. It's the crystal ball I bought at night. Damn, that disgusting businessman cheated on me with a glass ball. There was no professionalism! ”

“Ah?” The tiger stood still.

“No, no,” Charles shook his head: "As a traitor, the guy is still very professional. ”

“That's true.” Roman immediately endorsed it.

“But I didn't expect the Swallow Castle family to end up like this," Charles shrugged, taking it seriously: "Not even a decent heir could be found, I'm sure if there was an old guy who could stand the scene, he wouldn't let such a simple little princess come to Ambethel alone? ”

“Little princess?” Antina doesn't understand.

“It's the Countess.” Brando shook his head, his willpower was too high. Simple illusions could not affect his mind. He and Charles had actually seen through Delphiry's disguise at a glance, and I'm afraid only that young Count did not know. However, as Charles said, it is not difficult to conclude that the Swampberg family sent such a golden young lady to Ambesseur to attend a meeting between nobles, presumably because of the difficulties encountered, and then linked to a series of actions by Delphirie. But now is not the time to meddle, whoever they are, as long as they can be brought into the venue of the nobles.

Thinking about it, he turned to Flo and said, "Where did you get that demon's relic? What did you find? ”

Flo glanced at him and took out a huge clear yellow metal bracelet with a thick thumb engraved with some strange, flame-like patterns - but anyone who knew them could tell at a glance that it was actually a kind of Hellfire text - which recorded the full text of the Devil's Deed engraved on the sulphur tablet on the eleventh floor of Scorched Hell.

“The Devil's Ring!” As soon as Brando saw this clear yellow metal bracelet, he couldn't help but scream a lounge in his heart. The rumor that the devil's bracelet was the prop used by the high-ranking demon in hell to tamper with the subordinate demon was passed down by the witches of Bunoson, although no one had ever tested its authenticity. But with this golden bracelet as the medium, the psychic player can indeed sign contracts with certain beings in the lower world. This is a very rare and extremely valuable item in the game.

But the point is, this thing is a hot potato in the Sword of Amber, and there's no auction site here, even if it's on the underground black market, who would dare to buy it openly? Although Brando knew that it was valuable, he couldn't find a better way to sell it. You can't do business with cults, can you? Brando felt like he hadn't gone that far.

He looked over and over with this thing. The Devil's Arm Ring didn't mean he couldn't use it. All he had to do was transfer the Summoner. But there is another problem here: the devil that man summons with the devil's armband is not a servant in the usual sense, but the owner of the armband. Although Brando knows that many demon lords in Cozy Hell will use this demon arm ring, no one knows what the hell this thing will summon in their hands, from the lowest demon lords to those twelve demon kings at the top.

If there is such a thing as summoning a greedy king, a sleazy man, or a witch lord, you can probably make a deal, but if you summon Arkentu, the king of purgatory, the scariest of scorching hells like Lothar, the sword breaker himself is definitely going to smoke out, and even start an immediate war between purgatory and the worlds. Brando remembers that a player had made such an airplane before, and the result was a huge drama chain.

He watched this thing in his hand for half a day, so easily he pressed down the curiosity that belonged to the player, and curiosity killed the cat, which Brando knew very well. He carefully put it in the dimensional hole and decided to leave it alone for now. After all, he felt that he could really summon Arkentu, the king of purgatory, not to speak in terms of his darkness.

Yet when Frou saw his strange move, he couldn't help but ask: "What is this? ”

“A time bomb. ”

Brando answered somewhat helplessly.

… (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.)