The Amber Sword

“Those guys don't know where they're coming from, like accents from around Eldek, or smugglers in Grey Water Bay, or people in that area anyway. There are more than a dozen of them, most of them of the kind mentioned above, but two or three of them are not quite the same, they are taller in stature and have more of a local accent, and on one occasion Niberto noticed that these people were wearing the same sword —— the kind of longer, thinner military knife with two winged embroideries on their guards. … these guys live in an abandoned hunter's camp in the forest and rarely go out on weekdays and don't really deal with outsiders. They stayed there for at least half a month, and Captain Madden initially sent someone to spy on them, but we found that their activities were narrow and did not intersect with ours, and that no one had left them in charge for a long time. These people are not extraordinary, and of course they may have one or two of those tricky things, but they are not afraid. … the abandoned hunter's camp was said to have been left before the war, the original owner had fled north, so it was set aside. The camp was not far from here, went south after entering the forest, and about an hour and a half later you could see that there was a trail leading to that place. ”

According to Little Finnish, Brando took —— or rather took -- this row of patrol cavalry into the forest, and the first round of the Golden Sea of the Moon had already fallen below the horizon, and the second round of the Moon, Moya, had just climbed the mountain, and the grey moon hung on the sky, and they proceeded south along the foot of the slopes reflected by the slope, a path that traveled between the twisted bushes, and not long after, they found the hunter's camp described.

The moonlight of the night was bright, and a few miles away it was clear that the camp was sitting in a hill, and Brando stood in the woods on the hill looking out at the hunter's camp, confirming to the little Finnish next to him, "Is that it?”, soon received a positive answer: "There it is, Brother Brando.” Little Finnish whispered, "Captain Madden used to bring us here to train, but some time ago the bone skeletons were making too much noise, and this place was taken over by others.” He bragged again: “To be honest, if Captain Madden hadn't told us not to mess around, I'd have taken them away, and those guys wouldn't be good people at first glance. Ouch...”

Freya retracted a chestnut knock on Little Finnish's head and looked at the guy with a bad temper. For more than a year now, the little guy has implicitly tended to replace her as the new head of the Butch militia. Ethan and Markmi are older than him, but the young people prefer talented leaders. If this little guy was still in Butch, he would never dare to fight with everyone. Freya was angry when she thought of that. The Butch militia was never synonymous with being angry with her before.

The young men who inspected the cavalry, though a sad face, couldn't help but laugh. Little Finnish rubbed his reddish forehead and looked at them, feeling his pride hurt, angry: “What, do you think I can't do that? ”

“Of course not, Mr. Finnish Jr., we admire your tightness. ”

“Yeah, yeah!” The patrol cavalry hastily replied.

Eugene also complimented: "Lord Count, this little friend of mine has an amazing talent for swordsmanship, and one day he's bound to achieve something extraordinary. ”

Brando glanced at Little Finnish and was quite in agreement with that. In this era, Butch came up with two people, one Freya and one Bresson, but Little Finnish's swordsmanship talents even far exceeded those two. He wondered if the teenager had died in Butch in history, and Eluin didn't have such a name later. “Little Finnish, what are your plans for the future?” Brando asked.

“Captain Madden wanted to push me to the Manowell area guard, where he had some old friends who could make a move.” For Brando, Little Finnish has nothing to hide.

“Fine,” Brando said, "what do you think? ”

Little Finnish stared at him: "Brother Brando, I want to learn swordsmanship from you. ”

Somehow, Brando suddenly remembered Haruze, and he nodded silently, which was actually a sudden thought he had previously had, and when he saw Little Finnish's remarkable swordsmanship talent, he gave birth to the idea that such a pearl could not be left to dust here; there was no such name as Finnish in history, but there must be a place in the world for this teenager. He had this feeling when he first left Butch, but now looking back, Eruin probably missed a real genius.

With time, little Finnish had every chance of growing up to be a sword saint like his grandfather. When Brando thought about it, he did not consider that his current reputation had hidden a trend to inherit the status of Darus. Especially in the aristocratic circle, many people already knew that Darus had a grandson, but only at the beginning of his twentieth year, he had the strength of elemental radicalization and sword sainthood. After the Ansen era, Eruin was about to have a true sword saint.

“Brother Brando, you promised!?” Little Finnish exclaimed excitedly.

“Brando, don't get too used to him,” Freya couldn't bear to say. “The captain must have his point. I think you'd better ask Uncle Madden first. ”

“Sister Freya, you can't turn your elbow out! ”

“Hey, tell me how my elbow came out. Brando wasn't an outsider! ”

“Brother Brando is not really an outsider to Big Sister, so I missed the point. ”

“You... you bastard!” Freya was barely killed alive by the words of Little Finnish.

Brando laughed and looked at the sibling, feeling as if he was back in Butch at the time, he didn't care at all about Freya's worries, Madden arranged Little Finnish to join the guard force in Manowell, because he didn't know what was going on with Freya, now they're back in Butch, not to mention he said that Madden would come to him too, Little Finnish had a better future, the veteran who was involved in the November war would not be unclear.

He looked at the hunter's camp in the mountains again, and he didn't come here for a moment to pretend to be Prague's sheriff, but one of the words in Little Phoenix's description of those people caught his attention —— ‘There are more than a dozen of them, most of them of the kind described above, but two or three of them are not quite the same, they are taller in stature and have more of a local accent, and on one occasion Niberto noticed that these people were wearing the same sword —— a longer, thinner military knife with two wings on their guards.’ --This is a typical cavalry sword, and only one person in Goran-Elson would wear it, which is a white wing cavalry, and the decoration on the sword illustrates this from the side, so these three are likely deserters, and he remembers the last few words that Tester left last night, and when his heart paused, he raised a strong vigilance and prompted him to find out.

But he didn't tell Freya and Little Finnish that it was just a guess after all.

A pedestrian quickly touched the vicinity of the camp, and Brando instructed the patrol cavalry to surround the entire camp first, wondering if there was a sense of performance, or if these young people from Pragues really showed some skill, led by Eugene, who quietly scattered around and quickly took control of the camp. Everyone approached and saw several shallow wooden houses scattered in the woods. A wooden wall as tall as one encircled the camp, but the wooden walls were shattered, filled with gaps, and the weeds in the camp appeared to have gone unheeded for a long time, which alone showed that these people did not intend to live here for long, and in this era the displaced were basically the same as the dead.

Eugene looked twice and told Brando, "These guys are really back. How dare you. I thought they'd at least change places. ”

With Brando's acute perception, he naturally heard twelve breaths in the house, and he thought he was responsible for local security, and seemed to have a few things to do. He looked at the captain of the patrol cavalry with some curiosity and asked, "How did you know? ”

Eugene looked at the Count strangely, pointing to the second room, and Brando couldn't help but cough lightly, turning out to be at the door of that room, sitting on a night watchman. He patted his head gently, listened to his voice, but did not notice that there was a bandit in front of him. His face was too big. He hurried to shut up and put a deep look on his face so that others could not see that his countess was actually ugly.

Brando listened carefully for a moment and found out that, as Little Finnish said, these guys were very rare and ordinary, the guy at night had about the strength of black iron upstream, everyone else was about the same level as him, and there was a silver-class guy in the third room, because Brando was too far apart to judge exactly how much silver he was, but I'm sure he wouldn't exceed the median. After judging these, he was somewhat disappointed that they were too poor, and even a cult, I'm afraid, would not be a core figure. In Warnd, such fatalities are not uncommon everywhere, and they often move around, committing killings or other heinous crimes, yet their world, and he obviously has no connection.

When Brando confirmed that, he shook his head disappointingly and gave a gesture to the patrol cavalry beside him.

That gesture means to tell the patrol cavalry that there are about a few people in the house, where each is distributed and what strength, which is a tactical gesture that is commonly used by the patrol cavalry. Brando used it as a courier, and Eugene next to him was also stunned. I wonder if the Count is also from the patrol cavalry? Of course, he didn't expect Brando to be such a minor, mostly high-ranking commander of a patrol cavalry or someone like the Great Knight, but he didn't know that his previous idea was closer to the truth.

Though these cults seem to be only a few thieves, Brando is not going to do it personally, but to give it to the young men of these patrol cavalry teams, who, after all, spend half the night walking with him in the wilderness hills, always to get some good, though - even if they're not voluntary.

At the behest of Brando and Eugene, the young patrol knights immediately moved in, first touching the camp and silently killing the Night's Watch - as Eugene said, these impotent men were frightening, and only one man in the camp stayed up at night, even the night's watch, was actually asleep - apparently they did not expect the patrol cavalry to come to take their old nest, and the young men of the patrol cavalry did not wake the bandits until they entered the third house, and the battle almost immediately took place.

The Silver Cult first reacted, grabbed the sword and threw it at the patrol cavalry. Eugene also flushed the sword. The sword flashed in the hands of the two table tennis players, but no one could do anything about it. Obviously, this cult is also a challenge for the patrol cavalry captain. But unfortunately, the guy's men appeared to be quite putrid. They quickly fell one by one under the siege of the patrol knight. In the end, only the cult's head was left in the house to fight alone. He probably knew that the siege was hopeless and suddenly made a roar, fell the tip of his sword and stuck it in his throat, landing on the ground and died.

The battle ended faster than I thought, and Brando was a little stunned by the combat power of the Rangers, and then released. Everything at hand does not show just how strong the Kingdom's patrol cavalry is, but the opposite. It is precisely because these cavalry responsible for local security have been acting so poorly on weekdays that these outlaws dare to be so bold. They obviously did not expect this local security force, made up of noble sons, to storm them in the middle of the night. If Brando hadn't let them witness this fact himself, they would have thought it was a matter of night and night.

But the young patrol knights were obviously unaware of this, and they were thrilled to take the bandits - but Fanshan was still breathing - one by one out of the house, and the little Finnish didn't want to, and naturally caught one by himself. These cults were lined up outside the camp, with five left, and most of the others had their throats slit in their sleep. Brando glanced at the two taller of the five remaining men, and he watched carefully for the sword he had thrown in front of them, which, as Little Finnish put it, was the cavalry sword of the two white-wing cavalry soldiers.

And as for the third man, Brando knew he was probably dead.

“Did you get anything?” He turned to ask Eugene.

Eugene shook his head with a smile at Brando. He was a little older than the young people in his own hands, but he was only in his thirties. He was also a young man, according to the Vaughndo mainland algorithm, and he was also the captain of these patrol cavalry teams. His men had already discovered in previous searches that all of these people were cults to return to the world. It was a great credit to capture twelve cults at a time, and five of them were still alive, not to mention three deserters of the White Wings Cavalry Corps. Eugene could see that a medal was waving at him.

He replied with a smile to Brando: "Count, these guys are all cults, they have a hard mouth, they won't say anything, but it's okay, they're dead anyway, they can wait to be sent back, and they won't be hanged until next week. I'll wrap up a better observation deck and invite adults to visit. ”

Brando didn't have much fun visiting the hanging, or he didn't care at all about this thing, he shook his head, but he also understood that Eugene was right, but all the members who returned to the congregation, and came down to such a dead man, to the princess like Alex, were mostly obsessed with ghosts, and would not turn back until death. They probably also understand that once identity is exposed, waiting for them to end up dead, so they don't have any luck.

But that means he traveled for nothing tonight.

As he thought so, a young patrol knight suddenly ran out of the house, waving something in his hand and shouting excitedly: "My lord, another piece of evidence has been discovered. ”

The guy came up, and Brando saw a map in his hand, and he opened it like a treasure trophy in front of Eugene, and Brando immediately understood why the guy was so excited: this map was supposed to have street-level topography in Pragsburg, very detailed, a typical military map. And Brando looked at the two wing markers on that map and realized that it could be a map used inside the White Wings Cavalry Corps, a private collection of military maps that was already a felony in this era, let alone stolen from the military.

Brando squinted his eyes slightly, while he felt Freya touch his hand gently.

Freya also understands the military map, and at first glance she sees two shallow red circles on the map, one of which is marked at 52 Gravedigger Avenue.

“Brando.” She whispered.

Brando Heartcollar Club, turning her head immediately with an ear warning in her ear: "Freya, go and get Antina right away. ”

“Antina...? ”

Brando nodded, thinking he was mistaken, but didn't expect another inch of Willow Dark Flower - the deserters of these white wing cavalry regiments in front of him, and Magsk, the leader of the white wing cavalry regiment who was hanged and also belonged to all things, the last cry of Tester, and this map - one or more bright or dark lines seemed to have appeared in front of him. But he's a little strange, how these things come together all the time with Antina, what's there to be interested in after she's a nobleman?

Brando thought about it, and he shook his head a little confused. It was a strange thing. Tester and Magsk were obviously the top members of the club. Rationally, it seemed to be their level of concern. Obviously, it was not their turn to intervene in the ashes. What was the cat fatigue in there?

Thinking about it, he turned around and patted Eugene on the shoulder: "Captain, I wish you could do me a favor. ”

“Busy with what?” Eugene looked at the Count slightly.

“I'm afraid the identities of these people are not as simple as they seem, and I suggest that you don't send them to Pragues' prison first, but find a place to interrogate them.” Brando replied.

Eugene hesitated for a moment and nodded immediately, apparently more reluctant to offend Brando than a credit.

Brando smiled at him and said, "Thank you very much, Captain. Don't worry, it must still belong to you and your boys. ”

When Eugene heard Brando thanking him, she felt angry and thought she had made the most correct decision this time.

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