People were coming and going in the hall of Fir Castle. Brando was with Medisa, Charles, Qian, Huque and others, watching the mercenaries coming in and out, and they were looking at a dusty, huge map.
Take it out from the basement and lay it across the long table.
When the map was placed across the long table, everyone around the long table couldn't help but sigh. However, only the younger sister among the wild elf sisters asked: "Lord, how do you know that bad guy?"
Will you put the map in the basement?" After she finished speaking, she immediately looked at her sister cautiously. Fortunately, Fuluo did not cause trouble for her this time, but just glared at her angrily. In fact, before Brando
The scene of being promoted to an elementalist had completely shocked her, and she still hasn't come back to her senses until now.
Brando knew that the 'bad guy' in this little girl's mouth refers to Grudin, but the once arrogant Baron is now lying in the courtyard outside. At this time, he is not in the mood to collect the body of this scum.
And maybe it will be used for something in the future.
He looked outside the hall door. The mercenaries were gathering in the inner courtyard. In addition to clearing out the remaining enemies, one of their tasks was to investigate the escaped Bai Tiamas Qiu Yue. But Brando knew it well.
It was impossible for the other party to stay in Fir Castle. Although the previous confrontation could be said to be a disastrous defeat for him, Bai would never do anything meaningless.
For example, staying here to cause trouble for him and vent his anger is not the habit of the Black Knight among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. It would be possible if it were the Red Knight Thunderios. But Shiro would never put himself in a useless position.
Being placed in a dangerous situation is one of the reasons why he is the most difficult one to deal with among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
I won’t leave any clues easily——
"Most nobles have the same habits, Tia." Brando thought as he replied: "And it's not necessarily Grudin who put this thing down. I doubt he has the will to govern this territory.
." His words were half true and half false. He knew that this map had nothing to do with the habits of the nobles, but that he knew exactly what was in the basement. The player later uncovered Grudin.
After all, although he was not one of them, he still knew everything about it.
Brando looked at the map. It should be the planning map left behind when the Fir City was built. Naturally, this thing was not written by Grudin, maybe it was something left over by several generations. So much so that the young man on the side
The wizard frowned as he looked at it:
"This thing is at least several decades old," Ciel coughed twice and replied: "Doesn't this guy care about his own territory at all? In the territory of the Black Tower wizards, the wizards redraw the map every year
.”
Brando shook his head, thinking, do you think everyone is a wizard? Besides, this is Tonigel, the most barbaric and fringe area in the entire Eruin, what else can you expect? He scanned the map with his hand.
Dust on the map, he replied: "In this era, it is normal for the city map of such a small place to change every few decades. It is enough to be barely usable. Besides, we don't need such a detailed map now."
"In this era?" Charles frowned and looked at him.
"Talk," Brando raised his head and rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Any comments?"
"No," the young man quickly shook his head: "It's just that when the Lord said this, it was immediately filled with a sense of historical weight. It seems that when the Lord said such a sentence, he was already standing on such a high level of history. It is really wise.
Shenwu, wise Shenwu."
Brando couldn't laugh or cry for a moment: "Stop talking nonsense."
But he turned around again and remembered one thing: "By the way, Red Hands is soft... No, Fuluo, where is the equipment I asked you to sort out?"
"Ah?" The elder sister among the wild elf sisters seemed to have woken up at this time. She was slightly stunned, and then asked: "What?"
"Cleaning the battlefield?"
"Oh," Fuluo was slightly startled, "Is it the relic of the skeleton? It sounds like there is something very strange. I was just about to ask you, sir -"
weird stuff?
Brando was stunned for a moment. The equipment dropped by gold-level Madara senior generals like Kabasi are generally not that bad. But it is a strange thing, the strange equipment in the Amber Sword
Quite a few, but except for those low-level toys, all the rare objects above the fantasy level are "little artifacts" that are widely circulated among players. Therefore, when he heard the red-handed soft girl say this, he couldn't help but become curious.
But when he was about to ask a question, he saw a sweaty Kerencia and the young man in a blue-grey robe walking in from outside the hall at the same time.
Seeing these two people, Brando looked solemn and immediately interrupted Fuluo's next words. He asked the other party in a hurry: "How is it?"
"Now that you have rested, sir, you can leave at any time—" Kerenthia looked at him carefully and replied.
His words were like a signal. With a bang, everyone in the hall picked up their weapons and stood up from their seats. Even Akane, who had been talking to Funya over there, patted the little girl.
on his shoulders, and then stood up. Brando looked at these people and nodded: "Then let's set off! The direction of supporting Fern will be left to you, Mr. Kerenthia, I will let Miss Medisa and
You guys go together. As for what’s going on on the other side?”
After listening to Brando's words, Medissa nodded to Kerenthia.
However, the silver-haired middle-aged man frowned, shook his head and said: "The signal has been sent, but there is still no news at all. I have sent scouts to contact them, but they will not be able to come back for a while."
"It's too late," Brando shook his head: "We must leave immediately."
"But sir, I know Yuta," Kerenthia suddenly said: "Even if she doesn't arrive in time, she will definitely choose to hold back Madara's undead as much as possible. Sir, I think you don't need to worry too much.
…”
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Brando: "It's useless, they can't hold it back. I know Madara's usual tactics better than you do, surrounded by those endless skeleton armies."
, Unless we defend according to danger, two or three hundred mercenaries will be like pebbles thrown into the sea. In just a moment, their bodies will be gone."
He put his hands on the table and looked up at everyone: "Not to mention the corpse witch and the black warrior hidden among them."
Brando straightened up and picked up Akane's sword: "The only thing we can do now is to set off immediately. The only thing left is to pray that Miss Jutta can arrive at Ximen in time. Otherwise, there is only one ending.
——”
There was silence in the hall.
Everyone looked at each other, but when they saw Brando not saying a word after finishing speaking, he picked up the sword and left the position and walked out. After being startled, they followed him away one by one. At this time, only Charles emerged from the dust.
He raised his head from the map and asked calmly: "So the worst outcome left is to abandon Fir City, right? Lord?"
Everyone was stunned and didn't understand why the young wizard's topic turned to this.
But Brando stopped at the door and looked back at him: "What did you think of?"
"I just thought, my lord, you are as bold as ever -"
Brando smiled slightly.
"Because the cost is too high," he replied: "In order not to lose money, I had to choose the way with the most generous returns, although the risk is a bit higher. But as I said, a dead man will still care about a noose around his neck.
Is it one rope or two ropes?”
"That's true, but I just know now - Sir, you and Miss Luo Man are a perfect match."
Brando smiled.
"Sir?" Huque asked somewhat unclearly.
"What Charles said is exactly my plan," Brando nodded and replied: "I not only want to kill Grudin, but also declare ownership of Tonigel. Let Earl Denel think it is necessary
Let me look good, and I will use this land that originally belonged to him to give him a good look. Victory or defeat is not only about strength, but wisdom also holds the key to overturning the situation——"
"No one can defeat the future——"
He stepped out of the door and looked back at the silver-haired middle-aged man, the only outsider in the hall: "Besides, who stipulates that a new noble is only allowed to have one territory? Do you think so?
,Mr. Kerencia?”
Kerenthia was sweating profusely and looked at Brando with a dull expression. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: Either he was crazy, or this young man was crazy! He was basically challenging this ancient
All the traditions of the kingdom and the rules of the game between the nobility.
Forcibly occupying a noble's territory——
Martha! If he succeeds, then he will subvert all of Eruin's ancient knowledge.
The silver-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but lower his head, and suddenly thought of another possibility - that they were all crazy!
However, Charles had a different view from the mercenary leader. The young wizard raised his head and asked without surprise: "But now it seems that the risk is indeed very high. The undead are just outside the city, so we gave up."
Fir City, your Excellency has lost your excuse to establish a foothold in Tonigel——"
"So, what are you going to do, sir?" He asked: "Are you going to hide in the forest and fight guerrillas? By the way, sir, what did you say about the sixteen-character policy you taught me last time?"
Brando smiled slightly, and turned around. His eyes passed through the large arch outside the corridor, and there was deep darkness outside. But Brando understood that dawn only lasted for a moment. Maybe the next moment, the sun would
will rise from the horizon.
However, can Fir City really survive until the next moment?
"Everything depends on people, and everything depends on God." The young man replied: "Since you have chosen the life of a gambler, you must calm down and enjoy the excitement of being a gambler——"
"As for fighting guerrillas," he replied, "don't worry, I can be considered a descendant of the master."
