"Isn't it stupid to still resist despite knowing that you are not my opponent?" The Gray Sword Master held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, put the giant sword as high as a person on his shoulder, looked at Brando, and said.
Otales smiled: "Although your swordsmanship is very strong, you are short-sighted."
Brando's change in tone made Mephistopheles a little startled, but this doubt disappeared like a dragonfly flying across the lake. "Even so, you still want to say that you are not a Cruz?"
"Is that so? We'll know soon."
"What, you want to escape?" Mephistopheles looked at him.
Otales - Brando smiled slightly. "Antitina." She said calmly to behind her, her voice as thin as hair.
"kindness."
"Go north along this valley and wait for me at the Holy White Stone."
"Holy White Stone?"
"Just see the white stones."
Antitina looked at her lord and nodded in understanding, without asking any more questions. Mephistopheles, who was standing not far away, watched the conversation between the two and slightly loosened his grip on the sword hilt, then held it again.
Well, it was impossible to capture this conversation with his perception, but he thought Brando wouldn't necessarily be able to escape far even if he wanted to.
Besides, his main target is Veronica, as long as Brando is under his control.
"Little clever one." The Gray Sword Master watched this scene silently, and the pale and slender fingers on the sword hilt relaxed a little.
What Brando told Otales was a resting point in the past game. Places like the Holy White Rock and the Holy Fountain in the Black Forest are where the most stable order is. To put it bluntly, they are places where the game designers provide players with a rest.
There are three resting points in the mission "Wolf Trouble" behind Wolf Pass, and the nearest one is not far away.
After Ortales and Antitina finished speaking, they turned back and raised the swords in their hands.
"Oh?" Mephistopheles said looking at her - him, and asked: "Ready?"
"Your Excellency is very confident." This was Ortales's reply. Mephistopheles' arrogance obviously aroused the arrogance of this female knight from ancient times.
The Gray Sword Saint did not answer. He put down the big sword and pointed at Otales-Brando in reply.
Give it a try - this sentence means.
Otales snorted with unique pride from her nose, swung the sword in her hand downwards, and six cyan air currents rose up behind her, like wings.
"This is it!" Mephisto's expression changed - the wind elf's combat skill, cruising in the sky. Ortales jumped back slightly, and her whole body actually slid back like a ghost, not very fast -
But that's an illusion, as evidenced by the series of afterimages that deceive vision when you retreat.
In the eyes of everyone, the young lord was still in front of them for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the edge of the forest. The Gray Sword Master snorted and transformed into a black dragon and chased after him. His speed had to be slowed down, so the chase evolved into endurance.
competition.
Ortales changed direction at the edge of the forest and plunged into the forest. "What direction?" she asked.
"One or two miles is enough."
"It's a little far, little one." Ortales fluttered her wings behind her, as if gliding between tall trees. She turned around, and Mephistopheles was only one step behind with the giant sword in hand.
The Gray Sword Master is very slow, but that's only relatively speaking.
"If you can block him with that move, it'll be fine," she replied.
"No, there is no way. The use of Holy Sword requires conditions." Brando spent most of the day leading everyone through the Thorny Ridge, but in fact, he just kept the Holy Sword on the field for the first two hours. His earth element
The pool has long been empty.
The conversation between the two lasted only a moment, and Mephisto from behind had already launched an attack.
He pushed the giant sword forward, and the three sword auras drew a graceful arc toward Otales like white ribbons. The female knight hid behind a tree, allowing all three sword auras to strike.
The huge tree trunk that only a few people could hug together, the sword energy pushed through the trunk like an axe, sawdust flew, and the giant tree fell suddenly.
Otales quickly jumped away to avoid the branches that were pressing down. "Charge." Brando reminded.
"Idiot, in this level of confrontation, the straight line will be predicted."
"Don't worry."
The two of them continued to exchange opinions in their spiritual thoughts.
Mephistopheles was listening carefully to the surroundings. Ortales was obscured by the fallen tree canopy, and he could not yet determine the exact location.
Suddenly, a green shadow flashed next to him, and the gray sword master subconsciously drew his sword and slashed at the corner of his eyes. The thick sword blade swung past, and the Sylph Spider that rushed towards him was split into two halves in the air.
The air elemental creature exploded in mid-air. Otales seized this moment of Mephisto's distraction and rushed out, with perfect timing. Mephisto turned around sharply, but could only
Captured Brando's leaving figure.
There are so many little tricks.
Mephistopheles sheathed his sword, glanced over there silently, and then followed him; he was not afraid of being ambushed, he just thought that if Veronica was there, he would be able to deal with it as well.
At this time, the centaurs and tree elves far away in the valley could only see a crackling sound suddenly erupted in the distant forest, and then a huge tree crown fell there.
Everyone can only guess that a battle broke out there, but they cannot know what exactly happened.
Qian's knuckles turned white, she gripped the halberd tightly and stared in that direction.
"So what should we do, Miss Antitina?" The leader of the tree elves, Quinir, walked over and took a look at the human girl. Brando's next words were obviously giving the command to her.
Antitina also withdrew her gaze.
"Go forward along the valley and wait for the lord at the Holy White Stone." She replied calmly.
Quinir nodded, turned around and gestured for the others to continue moving forward. The tree elf leader kept a cold expression on his face, but finally took a look into the forest.
The team began to move forward slowly, slowly moving forward in the extremely quiet snow scene. For a while, it seemed that only the group of Eruin nobles had not yet reacted.
But in the forest in the distance, all movement disappeared after a loud noise, and the figures of the two chasing people disappeared in that direction and never returned.
Qian stared blankly in that direction. She was so worried that she felt too uncomfortable. The red-haired girl's heart was pounding. For a moment, she was afraid that Mephistopheles would return and leave Brand with a lifeless body.
I threw it in front of her, but after a while, I saw that there was no movement there, but I felt lost.
Qian frowned and let out a breath, blaming herself for always thinking about bad things, but no matter what, she couldn't relax.
"Akane? It's time to go."
She raised her head and saw Antitina looking at her - a noble girl wearing a white fur skirt standing in the wind and snow, her round-toe boots sinking into a thin layer of snow, her quiet temperament seemed to be able to make people
Feel settled.
"That's great, Antitina," Qian looked a little tired: "I wish I could be as strong as you."
"I'm worried too," Antitina also sighed: "But worrying is useless. The Lord's orders must be carried out."
"So," Akane said sadly, "I really hate being so weak."
Antitina did not answer, she herself was unsure of herself, but the team moved forward slowly, and the soundless silence in the wind and snow seemed to drown out the uneasiness in everyone's heart.
But Antitina was immersed in her own worries when she suddenly heard a sudden commotion behind the centaur team - she was already frowning and frowning even more now. The girl turned around and saw a sudden commotion in the wind and snow.
The second half of the group seemed to have stopped.
"what happened?"
Antitina turned over and suddenly saw a group of people leaving the woods and walking out.
When she saw the leader, the woman wearing a blue cloak that was swaying in the wind, her expression changed - no matter what, she realized that so many things had happened before that she didn't even notice that the other teams were approaching.
Especially when the wind and snow are getting heavier, I'm afraid no one will notice this at all.
The visitor is none other than Veronica.
Cruz's goddess of war chased Brando all the way until she crossed the Wolf Pass and finally confirmed the opponent's position. She didn't know that someone had already arrived first, but she just glanced at the entire team of centaurs and tree elves.
She didn't see Faina, Rono and Elman, nor did she see Brando, but she recognized Qian and Antitina. Veronica's slender fingers were placed on the hilt of the Blue Sky.
Up, she took a step forward——
With just one step, the whole person seemed to have crossed the limitations of space and time - and seemed to have turned into a gust of wind - with one step, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters.
Antitina was startled and retreated subconsciously, but the cold sword edge was already pressed against her fair and slender neck.
At this time, Quinir had just raised his long bow, but Akane had not yet had time to raise the thunder spear in her hand.
A moment ago, Veronica was at least a hundred meters away.
Antitina froze.
The female War Goddess looked down at this beautiful girl. Her long black hair and eyes were of a bloodline that was completely different from that of ordinary Eruin people. She was slightly startled as if she had discovered something strange.
This doubt disappeared in an instant.
Veronica had used all her strength to attack the sword before, so it was expected that Qian and Quinier would not be able to react. Normally, she would not do this to a girl who had no power to restrain a chicken, but this time
The Imperial War Goddess is really anxious.
Faina, Rono and Elman have not been heard from yet, especially Faina, the little princess with a flower-leaf collar, who must not be lost in any case.
"Ms. Veronica, what are you doing!" Quinir raised his long bow and aimed a sharp arrow at the female war goddess. Not far away, Kuran also faintly put his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to attack at any time.
.
But Veronica didn't even look at him, she just asked: "You must have met the people from Cruz's mission, right?"
"I don't know." Antitina replied: "They left very early."
"Brando didn't kill them?"
"Of course, the lord doesn't want to start a war."
Veronica's expression changed: "When did they leave?"
"I'm sorry, I can't answer this question before your lord authorizes it." Antitina raised her sword, but her face didn't change at all: "Even if you kill me, Lord Veronica, it will still be the same."
"Hmph!" The female legion commander of Blue Sky snorted and retracted her sword. The threat was her bottom line, and it was naturally impossible to kill anyone: "What about your lord?"
Antitina hesitated slightly, but suddenly made up her mind and replied: "My lord is not here now."
"Then you take me to find him." Veronica was a little anxious, and did not notice the subtle abnormalities in the noble girl's expression.
"As an ordinary person, I can't keep up with you, Lady Veronica."
"It doesn't matter, just let her go with me." Veronica turned around and looked at Qian. Qian was startled and immediately stepped back and raised her spear to protect herself. She looked at this person with an extremely vigilant expression.
A female war goddess.
It can be seen that the red-haired girl tensed up at this moment. As soon as Veronica made any move, she would immediately fight to the death. The expression on Qian's face clearly stated that she would rather die than reveal her secret to outsiders.
Lando's whereabouts.
But Antitina stopped her: "Qian, don't do anything stupid."
Qian was stunned for a moment and looked at her in confusion.
"Take Lady Veronica, take her to see the Lord -" the noble girl took a breath and said word by word: "This is a serious matter, my order!"
