The Amber Sword

The others around seemed to find an anomaly between the two and stopped to look at them. Nimaisie felt Brando's gaze and replied quietly: "I've heard of the beauty of the sparkling overseas -”

“You, have heard people say...? ”

“Mmm.” Nimaisie nodded, seemingly no longer intending to open her mouth, removing the cloak and hanging it on the back of the chair, turning back to keep the knight courteously seated.

Brando looked at her and stopped asking - but he knew it was impossible! He had seen the scenery, the Bipoh Wan hectares, where the sun cast a white gold cross over the sea, and the pale brown peaks of the Karanga Mountains plunged straight into the sky.

But the memory was like an old photograph that faded and burned yellow, and he remembered those faces, one of which was gradually becoming vivid, overlapping the face of the knight in front of him, as if he had been given a new color.

Brando frowned slightly, his mind was numb, and a few years ago, a few months ago, even a few days ago, some trivial details intertwined to form some sort of rather than a thought.

An idea that brought him up a little bit of chestnut--

Sister Bai, is it really her? Did she recognize him? Or just identify the player? Is this supposed to be a test run? Brando's fingers were shaking a little nervously and his fingertips touched the smooth edges of the wooden dish without a scratch, and he felt his throat dry and his heart pounding.

The round table also calmed down, leaving only Laurena and Phyllis whispering.

Brando looked in the direction of Nimaisi and had a feeling of loss. It feels a little bit like it's not, it feels like it's not. Is this knight really a sister-in-law —— he hopes, because he has a familiar feeling, just a strange feeling.

Besides, Brando is well aware that if the other party is Sister Bai, it must be more than just the current strength. In the game, Sister played shorter than him, but accomplished far more than he did. Sister's experience will never make her a silent bystander after crossing. If she is beside the princess, he will have to deal with Anrek and Sifah.

But what's going on here?

The sparkling Caranga Mountains, Brando is too familiar. It was their first voyage, and everyone was shocked by the magnificent landscape of the sparkling sea. It was so friendly, so deeply imprinted in memory that they could never forget it. It was like the beginning of a story, because with that day, there was a day after which the blood would spill.

It's all about the Eloin that keeps them memories--

He glanced at Nimatis, but the knight Anzirus, "…" Brando opened his mouth and made this short syllable.

Sudden bytes sound like a broken string in a quiet environment, piercing this brief silence and letting everyone stop and look at them. Laurena stopped talking to Phyllis and turned back unconsciously.

But Brando doesn't care what others look like.

He just needs one answer.

He stared at the knight with dark hair hanging over her shoulders and a calm face, and Nimaisie's slender fingers shivered slightly: "… Sister? ”

It's just a slight move--

But Brando seemed to have been stabbed in the heart like a dagger, causing his whole body to contract. At that moment he felt the same tingling sensation of suffocation, and then the blood refluxed, giving him a brief tinnitus.

For two generations, he had never expected to meet the man who changed him the most, to understand what companionship, enthusiasm and love meant from his indifferent and selfish personality.

He stared at Nimaisi's purple eyes and waited for only one answer.

But Nimaisie raised her head and looked at him calmly, with some confusion in her eyes.

death-like silence.

It took Phyllis at least ten seconds to break the silence in doubt, and he asked curiosity: "Plus... falfa festival? What does that mean, Count? Eruin's dialect? ”

The bright light in Brando's eyes faded away instantly, "No.” He replied somewhat bitterly, taking a gentle breath, turning back and squeezing a smile: “A city in the Kingdom of Kassoudje-Rubik, I mean, the same beauty can be seen there once you leave the sea of sparkle. ”

“Really?”

Phyllas revealed a sense of interest: "The Kingdom of Rubik, I've heard of that place, is a silver desert where you can see the moon-toothed sand dunes, one by one, passing through the sea. There's also a mountain that goes straight into the clouds? ”

“… where there is land, there are mountains, some to the south can be seen…” replied Brando Gamba.

Suddenly he felt something acutely, turning around, Nimaisie looked at him with some surprise. The eyes of the two were opposite, only for a moment, but the knight quickly turned around and stopped looking at this side.

Brando was slightly puzzled and a little confused. He coped with Ferrous's curiosity while watching Nimmasis with suspicion, but unfortunately the latter never turned back.

It's like everything before was just a hallucination.

Brando had a bit of a grudge in his heart, and his emotions could not help but get low.

The past is definitely over, and all that's left is his wish. Smart as Laurena and Metisa perceived the change, they immediately led the conversation on the table to something else, and each thought that Brando was so familiar with the place, perhaps with a memorable memory - after all, everyone had their own secrets, and two wise ladies silenced implicitly.

Only Freya noticed Brando's unwise and clumsy concern during this period, but the latter spread the past. The mercenary girl sitting in the corner with the Tianqing gun sees this scene, but always only watches it silently.

Only Fellas is big, and there's a whole bunch of nonsense with Brando. The son of Prince Cruz seemed to regard Brando as his toughest friend after Brando gave him his first access to the prey. Charles laughed and didn't say a word about it, only when Brando felt a little annoyed by this guy.

Laurena looked at the scene with some support, and her fiancé was really stupid.

The magic hourglass in the middle of the hotel lobby took about a third of the trip. It was almost a dull hour after the sun skewed over the lake, throwing shades through windows onto a maple nailed floor. Almost four hours late for lunch was finally served.

Over-baked venison, wrinkled bread, salted salmon like smoked meat, stirred red bean fish soup and the only eye-catching potato spoon.

Although Brando knew there was no such thing as a mysterious hotel, he couldn't help but frown when he saw these in a wooden plate as if they were long past their shelf life - how long has it been since he left a man's hunting career in the Sword of Amber?

He looked up at the sweaty bald boss, luckily he wasn't so useless, he actually got a can of honey in addition to fruit wine and sheep's milk. Honey is uncommon in this day and age and is often a luxury item on a noble dining table. Plus Brando knows there are no beekeepers around Upper Shallow Town, so this can of honey Brando guesses is probably wild honey from the hunter's house.

The boss nodded his head and looked at him -- so respectful, of course, not just because of his identity, but because Brando knew exactly what he was trying to do, which he believed in, of course. He put away his previous confusion and made a gesture to the Silver Fairy Princess beside him.

Madison immediately took out the money bag and let Brando grab a gold coin from it. Brando looked up, stared at the bald hotel owner, and then ‘wow’ threw the coin at him - not that he was trying to push it, but that Brando knew it was the most effective way to deter these long-time city diggers in a city well camp and come up with noblemen's heads.

The yellow clear gold coin shined brighter in the boss's head, and he was deterred by Brando's hand; he had not seen so much money, but a generous guest like Brando had only seen it in his life.

Thousands of tolls on the ground, almost half a month of his operating income.

“I'll never be stingy as long as you do what I say," Brando replied softly, "This time we're here to hunt a special batch of prey. Have you heard from the hunters in town? ”

“Yes," the bald innkeeper grows more and more respectful, Brando has been elevated into a nobleman from Ambethel and Kurk in his eyes, afraid to piss off the big characters in front of him, busily and respectfully replied: "Of course, my lord, shallow water town is this big. There's no one in town I don't know about —— except, of course, from outside. ”

“Oh, you mean there's an outsider in town, you know? ”

The boss dared not lift his head: “Almost, my lord. I dare not say" all ", but" seven, seven, eight, eight "is fine. Merchants, adventurers, entering the town must be looking for a place to rest, and hotels like this, the news circulation is fast, it is difficult to hide any secrets, my lord. ”

He needless to say, Brando also knows, but he is intentionally putting out the other person's words, and what people say unconsciously is often the most authentic: “Since you know so much about the situation around you, how about you tell us about hunting this time of year? ”

“My lord, you have chosen a wonderful time. The forest in the north will only warm up a little after the middle of the torrential month, after which it will rapidly enter the cold winter. There's only two months left to hunt, my lord.” The innkeeper looked like he didn't say a word.

… (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.)