The Amber Sword

The collapse of space caused by the magic collapse of the dimensional hole is a fairly small probability, not much higher than that of a man being struck by lightning in a clear sky without clouds, not to mention that the sword of the earth, as a true artifact, could never be destroyed, at most, by being lost in an unknown space, or perhaps in an unknown corner of the Warnde continent, or in an elemental position, with even worse luck, beyond the boundaries of the Tiamat rule, one of the countless fragmented half-sides or space debris - if the sword of the earth were lost in these places, it would probably be impossible for mortals to find it again for life, but for giant dragons, perhaps one day.

After all, time is not a threshold for dragons, who have immortal life.

Modesty and Gwendolyn bet that Brando would stare at the dragons and see between them - they wouldn't bet. Even if it's one in 100,000, one in a million, who's sure Lord Martha won't joke with you? Brando was acutely aware of this from their hesitation, although he had already drawn almost identical conclusions from the other side's strong tone, but now this conclusion has been confirmed - and Gwendolyn and Modesty have had only one chance to do what they want with the sword of the earth, and they cannot lose either.

Brando took a deep breath of relief, which doesn't mean he's out of danger, but at least it means he can buy some more time.

Now the two sides are almost back on the same starting line.

Although Modesty and Gwendolyn still have the initiative.

“Mortal, this is a dangerous thought,” replied the dragon queen coldly, "the chill in the voice is like letting the whole valley roar like a cold wind, lowering a layer of frost:“ You mean you want to blackmail us with this? ”

“Madam Dragon, I have no choice.” Brando answered frankly, stretching out his hands, looking helpless. For the first time, Chiara also saw the face of the Count's City Well Plankton, but the former's fearlessness and frankness made her eyes slightly flash. Though she thought that the bad guy was not as useless as rumours. Brando had always been in a position of superiority for some time before, and now they were in a complete disadvantage, and it could even be said that life and death were manipulative, but the other party's performance was also not inferior, which made people scratch each other.

The indifferent nature of life and death, the solitude of gamblers and the familiarity with the kingdom's aristocratic cautious Chiara, she has never seen such aristocracy.

But Chiara is more secretly angry with herself, this guy hits the two dragons, mostly to make things more rigid, but there is no other way to solve it right now - I really don't know what kind of fire he is, can't satisfy the dragon people's vanity, what an idiot. What she doesn't understand most is why this guy won't forget about his subordinate, it's just a piece of chess, obviously already in this position, should learn to abandon the pawn guard's readiness, kindness and naivety are destined to have nothing to do with nobility, you have not only one subordinate, at least now there is all of us in this mission, she can't help but bite the pointy puppy teeth, full of angst do not know how long the damn guy's head is.

On several occasions, she whispered about Brando's corner, but the latter seemed to know what she was going to say. She didn't listen. Miss Chiara was scared and angry for a moment. If she hadn't been too small to attract attention, she wouldn't have let two dragon ladies notice her on several occasions. I'm afraid she'd have to interrupt both dragons proactively at this moment to open up her terms.

Roman was a good boy, and she always believed Brando unconditionally in the latter, but that didn't mean that the businesswoman was a good girl, presumably just because the sky had fallen and a tall guy was sneaking around with that attitude.

Only the Pokémon in the four were scared to move and Xianni hid in her hood and said something vigorously.

After listening to Brando's answer, both dragons became very pale, but did not answer.

Brando also waited quietly.

He's actually very strange. Is it really that hard for these two dragons to think about it? Their enemies are Krutz, and for him it's almost like that. He doesn't even ask them to help him take Sy back, he just wants a promise that he can leave Anzlova safely, reach the capital of the Empire, and create trouble for the Krutz - the two sides clearly have the same claims of interest, but the other side is dead or unwilling, is the face of the dragon worth so much?

The dragons he used to encounter in Amber Sword were nothing like this, more like Aloz and Starr, and the baht must have been more practical.

Brando instinctively felt strange, and he repeatedly pondered his demands to find out where there was a conflict with each other's interests, but he meditated, and he couldn't find half a nod - the two dragons were insane - which was his only conclusion.

Brando waits, he has given his last card, and all he has to do now is wait for the other person's answer.

But to his disappointment, Gwendolyn finally shook her head.

“Mortal, your demands won't change?” The dragon queen asked indifferently.

Brando nodded.

“Perhaps you are lucky," Gwendolyn seemed extremely reluctant to say such a soft word of advice, but she frowned and continued: “But I want you to understand one thing: the sword of the earth is in your dimensional hole, which is a very troublesome thing indeed. However, for the Dragon Nation, it is not unreasonable, but we do not want to waste time unnecessarily. If you think that a single dimensional hole can deter us, it is a big mistake and a big mistake. ”

The dragon queen's voice roared over the valley, and Brando frowned slightly after hearing it. Of course, he knew that he was not lying to each other. His cards were not something that he really knew was inexplicable to the other - first of all, as he had anticipated, even if the sword of the earth had been lost, they would not have been unable to find it, but only wasted a lot of time and even put a great deal of human and material effort into it.

The second possibility is to find a way to subdue him before he kills him, and if he loses consciousness, it's not that hard to open a dimensional hole by Dragon means.

It was easy for two adult dragons to hold him down.

Assuming he doesn't have the flowing pointer.

Now, the other party accidentally becomes awkward.

Brando has a bright heart and naturally understands why Modesty and Gwendolyn have real concerns.

Gwendolyn stopped for a moment and continued: “I don't understand why you are so stubborn, just a human woman, she has no origins or background, the only one who can rely on it, but only the Tianqing gun, but if you don't care about the Tianqing gun, why can't you go through with it? Don't you see, she's at the center of the vortex, a potential threat to you, and what you need to do now is try to get rid of her, not crash into her like a moth flame. ”

The dragon queen's words finally became cold and heartfelt: “Don't be silly. You're a smart man. You won't see the pros and cons between them, little man. I warned you so in front of your grandfather. ”

In a way, Gwendolyn's words make sense...

There are so many things in the world that you can't do as you please.

There are two very different things to do and ultimately to do.

Ideal, but ultimately stuck, is the norm in most cases, and humans are a beneficial hedging group, which stems from animal instincts to protect themselves.

There were two dragons in front of Brando, and a vast and powerful empire, and behind him, the Eruins were not even united - the kingdom wanted to protect each of its own people - but even he knew that it lay within the kingdom - and any nobleman would admire it as a loud line, but in fact, everyone thought it was a subconscious slogan, sounding pretty, but not necessarily possible.

That's the Cruz, after all.

Not to mention Gwendolyn and Modesty in front of him right now, in anyone's eyes, Brando chose to retreat at this time, without any moral problems. In fact, he's done enough, and how many more lords dare to brazenly make an empire for a subordinate? On this basis alone, no one in the whole of Eruin dares to claim that he is a sinister, despicable man who lusts for vanity and pretends to be in the name of greatness.

The reason is simple. Can you challenge the Empire if you're not comfortable?

But after all, manpower is sometimes poor.

Gwendolyn said that she had retreated as much as she could. Chiara couldn't help but get anxious. Even the dragon gave her the steps. If she wanted to carry herself again, it would be truly suicidal. Pawn Marshal, isn't it easy to reason, she really doesn't understand why this wooden fish head guy just won't say a word.

Brando did not answer directly.

While he did not understand why Gwendolyn and Modesty had to cause him trouble, the facts were in front of him, and he had to go to Rusta first and foremost.

About the choices he should make in his heart...

Brando didn't think much, because he had the answer.

He felt like he was a patient with advanced symptoms of second-degree fantasy, and reason and logic seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he told himself in his heart —— if I gave up Sy, what was left? He looked at a series of experiences since he came to the world and said that everything he did, though perhaps unclear, always followed the same conviction. Do not ask for logic, but feel comfortable, if he renounces this belief, then why does he return to this world?

Brando thinks he can't convince himself.

In that case.

Then let it go.

Man, you can stop, but you can't stay sorry.

“Well," replied Brando, "the negotiations broke down. ”

“I'm sorry, too," he said. ”

“But I still don't understand,” Brando shook his head and asked, quite puzzled, “What is the offense of my request to two distinguished ladies? ”

Chiara almost jumped.

She was shocked when she thought Brando was definitely going down the hill, unless he was a real lunatic, to let himself be buried for something like that. Though she knew after all this time that the guy was still quite decent inside, Eru could never break with the two dragons because of the number of decent people in the country.

Even if some people can care less about their lives, but the question is that Brando is a lord, and the rest of his people, he doesn't care, and those people let this lord make such a fuss?

This is a joke.

She looked at Roman subconsciously, but the businesswoman naturally raised these little eyebrows, as if Brando had chosen so biblically and earthly. If he had not chosen so, it was strange, but Chiara couldn't help but get a little annoyed. Haven't these people noticed one thing, that they were about to turn into spray roast meat, the businesswoman, and the wood-headed lord over there, who were all these people?

Brando took a step back at this point.

As soon as Chiara saw the move, she was frightened, and of course, with her wisdom, the Countess was desperate - by this time she had no time to think about anything else. She is a little famous genius within the Sifah family, except that she has a better brother who keeps her reputation hidden away, and Chiara is always confident in her mind, even at this most dangerous moment, of course.

She was still annoyed that Brando was pulling his back leg, but as soon as Brando moved, she gave a clear picture of the current situation and what she was supposed to do.

“That guy over there, now that you've chosen to do this - damn it, you're such a big, brainless fool - it doesn't help, and I have something to tell you now," she was counting on Brando to be soft, but at this point she shouted resolutely: “They can't help you, don't expect these two dragons to turn their backs, because they're on the side of the Silver Queen, and there's only one traitor in the empire, Her Majesty! ”

As soon as Brando heard this, he was about to stop, he couldn't help but stare at Chiara, wondering what was wrong with this little lady, was she scared to death, actually talking in her sleep?

Chiara's cry echoed in the valley and was about to take Brando's Gwendolyn. Modesty stopped and looked at the little girl next to Brando in surprise - they never cared about each other, but as soon as Chiara said it, she pulled their minds back to reality. The color on their faces clearly proved that Chiara wasn't lying, and on the contrary, she guessed it all.

“I can't explain it to you,” Chiara replied impatiently, grabbing Brando's arm and roughly going from Boris. Anvil and Shaggius got the intel to say it over and over, shouting out loud: "Come on, get us out of here, you little fool, but you're not a real lunatic after all, I know you can do something! ”

She understands, of course, that once she speaks these secrets, there is no room for both sides to turn around.

And that's exactly what she's after.

Now that she sees that Brando intends to fight for her life, she must not let this wooden head lose everyone's life and completely dispel the doubts between him and those two dragons. She doesn't want to be killed by an idiot without some idea. Brando, of course, didn't know that he was a fool in Chiara's heart, but his sudden change of attitude scared him, as he rolled Chiara aside and grabbed the elves, while Roman grabbed his arm.

Chiara was right about at least one thing.

Nor is he helpless.

Brando turned on the passing pointer the first time, but this time, he didn't just turn it on for a moment as before, and then shut it down immediately. For the first time, he opened this subartifact continuously, tenfold of the time that had passed, and instantly the whole view of the surrounding mountain forest slowed down, with a tiny drop of leaves, a slow-moving flame, and the dust of the flying dance constituted an extremely strange landscape.

At this moment, this is a world that has slowed down tenfold for Brando and others - or Gwendolyn and Modesty, the dragon queen - by tenfold.

Brando estimated the amount of time he needed, and then some bitterness realized that he needed at least 10 minutes of continuous opening of the passage pointer in order to have a safe escape into that underground passage while not being pursued by the two dragons.

Ten minutes.

It's always back to the pre-liberation rhythm.

At the same time, there is another problem. That's because Gwendolyn and Modes couldn't decipher his passing pointers.

Gwendolyn and Modesty watched Brando die in a flash and saw the scene happening, but they didn't seem too surprised, after all, that they knew the other hand had a passing pointer. The dragon queen glanced at Modes, who nodded slightly at her.

Two dragons open their wings simultaneously and fly from the valley.

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(PS: As for yesterday, why III? That's because in order to confuse the organ, the power of the organ is so powerful that it has to act as low as possible, so to say that in the future you will see what the title is wrong or something... it must be a conspiracy of the organ, don't be surprised.