The Amber Sword

Had the curse of Aloz been fulfilled, enough artisan wizards throughout Buga would have destroyed it ten times with their floating city, and there would have been no remains. Even Brando is implicated, for example, our little dragon lady has cursed at least twenty times the ability of Brando to reproduce future generations.

Fortunately, Brando knows nothing about these vicious curses at this moment, and he and Veronica agreed to meet in the valley near the breath of despair. And the Krutz are one step ahead of them, Veronica and Grey Sword Saint are well-known and the forest of tears ahead is unlikely to stop them, even if Aloz is lazy and a small 50-level copy does not cause any trouble for the Krutz.

As Brando crossed into the camp of the Green Legion of the Heaven, Veronica was holding her eyebrows tight in a thick felt tent with one hand above her forehead and looking at the map on her hand to grieve. This map was actually provided by Eko to convince Grand Duke Vieiro that the Lantonians had arrived early in Valentinburg, and that His Royal Highness had actually arrived in the Manowell area even after the departure.

But seriously, the Grand Duke of Lantoniland and the Temple of Fire, especially the Cruz, have little empathy, and there is a lot of resentment. So the head of the Green Regiment of the Heavenly Dome understands that the young man named Ike probably spoke to Brando to help them.

And when she thought of the young Eruin she'd seen in the rings of the wind, she couldn't help but sigh slightly in the corner. Of course she wouldn't have misheard about what had happened in Ambethel for some time, she was the general of the Empire, of course she understood the interests of the Empire, she knew that the young man could be a difficult opponent of the Empire, but she didn't expect the day to come so fast.

She raised her head and glanced at Mayfist, not far away, with her hands wrapped around her eyes, and Grey Sword Saint was unfaithful to the Cruz people, so she rarely went anywhere but in meetings with Veronica.

In fact, Veronica doesn't necessarily have to worry if he wants to go, which is a big demon for the Cruz.

“Your good student is here, don't you mean something?” She asked.

Mayfister looked back at her, didn't answer, and he and the Cruz had nothing to say. If Veronica hadn't promised to run away for his return, he probably wouldn't even be in the mood to be here.

But Veronica was inevitably a little proud in the Holy Eye of the Grey Sword when she mentioned Brando, who this time gave the Cruz a hard lesson, even himself, that he had never done anything like this.

The key was to use the Buga's relationship with the Silver Pokémon to force the Krutz to eat nothing but mute, a hand that was simply too beautiful to play with.

Mayfister could not be dissatisfied, but he might be more satisfied if he could make the Cruz bleed more.

Veronica didn't like it when she saw him like this, she was used to it. At this time, she heard footsteps coming from outside the tent. She had to pick her eyebrows and her eyes slightly moved.

She had heard the voice of Brando's travelers, but she was somewhat surprised that Brando's footsteps had become more steady than then.

The tiny details, in the eyes of a strong man like her, can also explain a lot. There are rumours that Count Tonigle has broken through the walls of the elements, but she has one suspicion about it, and the outsiders don't know, and she understands —— how old is he?

But at this moment Veronica couldn't help but raise her head and mumble: “Eruin has really had another templar knight of the element, Martha. Come on, how old is he? ”

When Veronica heard this exclamation, a shallow arc also had to rise between Mayfist's tight lips. He is known as the Grey Sword Saint, whose fame is not only in the Cruz Empire, but also over the wider earth, one sword at a time challenging the descendants of one of the four wise men, a vast empire, even if it is the eagle whose wings are spread to make everyone tremble with Cesar, but it is also like anything in front of him.

But after all, the empire is not comparable to a mortal like him. Cruz will live forever, and one day he will turn to dust. The world often says that dynasties flourish and fall, but dynasties cycle back and forth, and cycles are always longer than a person's life.

Who remembers the name Grey Sword Saint when he dies?

But now he has a student who is destined to achieve more than he did. A 20-year-old templar knight with a catalytic element, and so is the Chosen One, but Brando is not the kind of Martha's pet whose destiny is destined for life.

In the eyes of others, his fate was in his hands, and that young man came from Butch, but a descendant of a little highland knight whose ancestral shade had no effect on his life's trajectory. If Eruin had an ancient nobleman, he would plow out his own soil with his sword.

Then it must be Brando.

First King Acme, King of Fire Gilt, that's all. Some people's names are destined to shine on history, and Mayfist knows his students are like that.

Perhaps the Cruz could still be higher now, but decades later? History always gives space to heroes, and Brando doesn't even realize it himself, but seeing people as knowledgeable as Grey Sword Saint has long seen causality.

He has always been arrogant, but he has to admit that the most correct decision of his life was to select Brando as his student at first sight. With such students, teachers will be honored.

Snowstorms outside the tent, the sky has been dark since the tide began, and in any given era this is a sign of the beginning of turmoil. Heroes are born, and even Mayfister himself cannot help but admire them.

Brando has opened the tent and walked in with Freya, Cee, Metisa and Charles. He first saw Mayfist and rushed to show the head of the Grey Sword - he was already the lord of one side, but the other was after all his nominal teacher, and he really taught him a lot.

For Grey Sword Saint, Brando now has only respect.

Then his eyes fell on Veronica, and in fact he had long noticed that the eyes of this army of women in the sky had fallen on him.

“Lord Legion Leader, I didn't expect to see you again so soon.” Brando smiled slightly, coldly.

“Humph, you and Andersa should have been taken back to the Empire in the first place. I didn't expect you to find me such a big problem so soon.” Veronica stared at Brando, half-assed, half-assed, and snorted: “What you did, little man, you don't know, the Imperial Senate of Lords is almost overwhelmed ——”

Of course Brando knows, but he untied the cape and handed it over to the knight's squire behind him. Then he raised his head and looked with his bright eyes at the leader of the Green Legion of the Heavenly Dome, and said, "Lord Veronica, you know, you put all the blame on my head, and it's not going to do me any good. Unlike the crippled nobles of Eruin, you and the arrogant nobles of Cruz don't have to say anything, do you? ”

“Besides, I helped you catch Andersa, but His Majesty didn't reward me at all.” Brando added a sentence.

Veronica couldn't help but look at this little guy with a nice, funny look, ‘limping Eruin nobility' is in fact a proverb used by the Cruz to sarcastically say that the Eruin nobility sees that the Cruz will bow their heads, and one of the worse uses is' limping dog ’.

But Brando actually felt that it was not enough to describe some people as' crippled dogs', and in his view the Eru of this era was a derogatory term in itself, at least today's pile of worming parasites compared to the ancient ones.

“You still want a reward, you know who you killed? That's Williams, you don't. He's really one of the seven lieutenants of the Templar Knights only on his own, isn't it? The family behind the Imperial aristocracy, you know how much trouble you've done?” Veronica didn't answer nicely.

Brando stalled: “Anyway, I'm not going to the Empire. They can't come to Eruin to get me. As long as Ray Parsons or the Duke of Baixin don't drive the army to the Eruin border, am I still afraid they'll find someone to assassinate me? ”

“Nor is that impossible," Veronica said with her face raised, but Brando mentioned that Ray Parson and the Duke of White Letters had relieved her. She admired the young man and was really afraid that he would kill Williams because he was young and reckless, but since he knew what strength was behind him, he must have been ready.

She looked closely at Brando and sighed: “Huh, that's so light. If that's the case, why are you here to help me? ”

When Veronica sees through the intentions of her heart, Brando has nothing to be ashamed of. After all, he can be the leader of the Imperial Legion. Naturally, the other side will not be simple. Besides, the family behind Veronica and the Duke of Baixin are not very intertwined. As long as there is no intertwining, there must be a contradiction between them. Brando sees this as a win-win cooperation, and he needs Veronica to maintain a minimum reputation in the Empire - at least not to be defeated by heresy. And Veronica needs his help now, and in the future, Brando believes that there will only be a stronger connection between the two.

Just wait until he starts developing the Black Forest.

But he wasn't going to say it, just smiled and sincerely thanked Veronica: "Thank you. ”

While Brando maintains the pride of a modern soul, he knows that Veronica and herself are not equal. One could almost say the Grand Duchess of the Empire, and he counts only half as Count Eruin, because Tonigal was never a countess.

He can totally feel it, he appreciates himself and is happy to help himself. While it is clear that the positions of the two sides may be fundamentally opposed, Brando is determined, at least not to embarrass the head of the women's regiment in the future.

This does not seem to be difficult, and the Krutz, though arrogant, have not yet at least reached the point of anger.

He paused and decided to pull the subject back. He said, "Let's get down to business. We just got out of the black forest outside. Legion leader, have you been waiting here for a while? ”

Speaking of which, Veronica suddenly sighed.

“Yeah, a little trouble, Brando. ”

“Trouble? ”

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(PS: The manuscript took some time. Two other things to notify. First, don't ask me where Act 92 is! Secondly, given that a lot of people want me to react to a lot of set and age unknown questions, it is unlikely that I will be able to answer them at once. I thought that from today on, if you have any questions about the set, you can ask them in the book evaluation area. I will be available between 9: 00 and 9: 30 p.m. every day, and I will come to the book evaluation area to answer these questions one by one. If you have any questions to ask face to face, you can also wait until I get there. However, I will try to avoid answering questions related to plot and character formation. Generally speaking, it only involves settings. I know that there are some contradictions in the settings on my side. After all, it is too long before and after, so let's discuss the amendments together.) (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.)