The Amber Sword

Ling and Lian naturally noticed Brando's change, but the two sisters were used to Brando * * *, so they didn't feel too uncomfortable. But they were equally surprised, hidden in the sense that Brando's momentum had surpassed that of a day since he had returned from the realm of stagnation, and that sometimes he had inadvertently displayed it as if he could discolor the entire heavens and the earth.

That temperament was like a true king touring his kingdom, like a god on earth, so out of touch with the mortals around him.

It was at this time that the lights in the hotel were dim and a pedestrian walked in through the door. Heinf raised his head subconsciously and saw the people walking in from the outside, his face changing color.

“Heinfe, you coward, you're hiding here!” There were five people coming in through the door, and in addition to four wizards in robes, there was a tall teenager with high toes. The latter was similarly dressed in aristocratic clothing, and, in every move, did not show the nobility of his birth, only to see the young man flashing in surprise when he saw this direction, and then sarcastically said: “Do you really think I'm going to get in trouble with you? You inevitably take yourself too high, even your brother won't give a shit. Besides, you're a piece of crap, but you're lucky enough to hide fast, otherwise I had to beat you up. ”

He wanted to say something else, but as if he was worried about the wizards behind him, he shook his head in disdain and walked towards the hotel.

Brando returned to God and looked in that direction, but saw the boy looking at himself provocatively. With regard to the young maniacs of these noble sons, he was already well taught, and therefore did not feel comfortable, but turned to Hainfe and asked: “Are these men? ”

“That's Rollint, the son of Count Purple Jing, his father was the minister of the Grand Duke of Goran-Elson, and he himself was a noisy genius. He was said to have the potential to become the genius of a new generation of Eruin after three stepdaughters, Lord Martial Arts and Bladeson and Locka the White Lion Sword, but he himself was very strong, and even my brother was no match for him.” Heinf answered honestly.

Speaking of the end, he couldn't help but look at Brando. He had a deep memory of the previous scene. He could not imagine the extent to which the young man in front of him was capable. He felt that way just because his emotions had changed.

Perhaps this is the expert who stepped into the kingdom of gold, such a young rank of gold, and Heinf was intimately surprised, knowing that the so-called three geniuses of Eruin - Freya, the goddess of martial arts, Bresson the White Lion Sword, and that young Vice Legion leader, Rocha, had just touched the field of elements.

In other words, the young man in front of him may have a gift that is not inferior to Eruin's greatest genius, and aware of this, Heinf has had to consciously put away his contempt and put Brando on a par with himself - even higher.

“Rollint?” Brando frowned and thought he had never heard of it before he left Eruin, but he did leave Eruin for a short time, well over half a year, and a lot has happened in Eruin and abroad since these days, and some things may indeed be quite different from before he left.

And he thought, "Speaking of Goran-Elson's genius, have you ever heard of a man named Finnish? ”

“Mr. Finnish,” Heinf said in earnest: "Are you talking about the young man who made a big deal out of Denel's swordsmanship convention? I heard that he had been pointed out by the Count. Mr. Finnish's swordsmanship is now one of the first of the geniuses of Eruin's younger generation, and Rollint is far less than him, but I heard that Mr. Finnish went to St. Osor to study swordsmanship in the Empire of the Wind Elves. ”

Brando had no idea that little Finnish would be in such a situation, and it seemed that he had not misjudged the latter's talents, but unfortunately they were not on the same path, otherwise he would not mind accepting little Finnish as his student. He used to point out little Finnish swordsmanship in order to open a door to the wider world, and now it seems that that starting point has played its part, and Little Finnish will go to St. Osor, as he might say, both unexpectedly and foreseeably.

Perhaps one day, Eruin will give birth to another sword saint, but the road is tough and only those on it will understand, and he believes that little Finnish can overcome it.

Since Little Finnish is far more than that guy named Rollint, it doesn't look like he's a great genius, Brando no longer cares about that rush of a glance.

“Mr. Heinf, who's your brother? ”

“My brother is my father's toddler, he is only eight years old, unlike my useless older brother, he has some talent in swordsmanship, and the family is very good at him," he said, laughing. "My father sent him to Tonigal to study under the door of the adult, although he is not expected to be the knight of the Count's squire, but only to learn a few things and enough for him to live his life. ”

In referring to the Count, Heinf was full of reverence, no matter how difficult Brando was in the traditional aristocracy, it was difficult to change his legendary experience in the Battle of Ambessel. Nowadays Brando is the idol of almost every teenager and young man in Eruin, the dream lover of countless young girls, especially for an emerging nobleman, who represents not only a legend, but also a powerful political force rising on one side.

As a descendant of an emerging aristocratic family, this influence is often twofold, and Heinf can't help but say: “By the way, that Count is the real genius of Eruin. I heard that he is under forty years old this year, he is already a sword saint, has the power to indoctrinate elements, and at the same time is the Count of the Kingdom, saving the royal family and the hero of His Royal Highness, compared to this adult, what does Rollint count as? ”

“Under forty?” Brando almost sprayed his meal, wondering how suddenly he was twenty years old, but he also understood that what he did was too unusual and that it was difficult for people to believe that he was doing it at his early twenties.

And in fact, he's never been a 20-year-old hairy boy for two generations, not to mention the fact that there are a few young dukes in the world like Ike, not to mention the Ofelia family.

Hearing Heinf brag, Ling and Lian couldn't help laughing. Sister still slightly held her mouth slightly, but her sister looked directly at Brando, as if the latter had a flower on her face.

Fortunately, Heinf was sinking in the memory of the Count's hero, and did not notice the anomaly of the elf sisters.

Brando didn't want to disturb this young man's fantasies, but what did he think, and he asked, "Do you know the wizards that the young man was traveling with? ”

There's obviously no way for Heinf to say anything about this. “Probably the escort he hired.” He speculated.

Brando couldn't resist, but apparently he felt a familiar aura in the four former wizards.

Despite the rush to get back to Eruin, Brando gave Miss Pokémon a night's rest in Maros, and the journey to the Black Forest west of the Caranga Mountains was no easier or even more troublesome than between the pine hills. Though Maros is close to Tonigal, he still has to bypass the Grahar Mountains in order to reach the Cold Cedar Collar, and if he is alone, he can cross directly through the highest peak of the Grahar Mountains, saving nearly half the trip, but with the Pokémon sisters, the journey will take at least two days.

He tried to summon Charles before the sun went down and received a quick response, but instead of being in Eruin at this moment, he went to the Silver Bay area. Charles, however, told him that he would return to Eruin as soon as possible and, if necessary, could even recall him directly.

That is not necessary, but Brando's wish to inform Tony Guerl in advance, through Charles, that Antitina and Her Royal Highness are on their way back has now disappeared.

The next morning, Heinf came to invite them on the road. After hearing that Brando's three men were going to Tonigal, the nobleman's son was temporarily interested in going to see the Count in his territory. He wanted to meet his brother and to dream of stars.

But Brando thought it was the latter reason that accounted for the main proportion, so Lotus was laughing all the way, making fun of this guy with no eyes.

Brando cannot help but think about this young man, who even feels a little exaggerated, but he would also like to take this opportunity to see how the minds of the emerging aristocrats are and how their descendants will change the political environment of Eruin.

It has to be said that Heinf is a very talkative man who travels all the way through the lively and extraordinary markets of Malos, Brando from time to time tackles the potential gaze and the mafia that reaches out to the two sisters, and Heinf introduces them to some of the local history and the treasures that merchants sell from the black forest.

Brando sees extraordinary things and naturally knows that nearly half of what this guy introduces is false, but even so, there is an eye for eye among the nobility of Eruin. Some things have to be made clear by the locals, but this young man is able to speak for himself, as if he were a native who has been immersed in the area for years, but in fact the latter has only been here for more than a week.

That's kind of an ability.

The key is to have such a guide and travel is much more vivid and less boring, especially with the elf sisters. Brando knew a lot, even more, than Heinf, but he had long been accustomed to it, not necessarily speaking so vividly about it.

Time soon passed and on the morning of the third day, a pedestrian had entered the range of the Grahar Mountains.

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