The gentle call seemed to be lower than the whistling wind outside.
The red-haired girl raised her head. Veronica was sitting not far from her, and the two of them were hiding in a natural shelter formed by the inward recesses of black rocks. This kind of terrain is shrouded in strong winds and gravel all year round.
Not uncommon in this area.
Veronica seemed to want to break the silence, but for a moment she didn't know where to start. The girl in front of her was very wary of her. This is not to blame Qian, who told them that they were enemies before?
But the female regiment leader finally chose to speak.
Akane blinked her beautiful amber eyes and looked at the female aristocrat from the Cruz Empire with doubts. The relationship between the two seemed to have transformed from hostility to the current subtle mutually dependent relationship, which made her unable to help but feel a sense of
Unreal feeling.
Of course, what's more, she is still uneasy. This uneasiness does not stem from fear and nervousness about her situation, but from the concern that arises after leaving the lord.
The uneasiness was reflected in the girl's expression through subtle expressions. The tips of her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, forming tiny wrinkles on the skin between her brows, and her eyes were full of sadness.
Veronica sighed: "Don't worry too much, your lord will be safe."
The comforting words more or less made the girl relax a little, at least her hands no longer clenched into fists. Then the female regiment leader showed a kind smile:
"There is a saying in Cruz's army that a tough boy is favored by the stars in the sky.
"According to legend, babies who came to this world on a night when the bright stars stretched across the sky are the children of the stars. The children of the stars are favored by luck and can always turn misfortune into good fortune. I think he is very special.
There is such potential.”
Akane didn't understand why Veronica suddenly told her this. She looked at the female senior with wide eyes and disbelief, as if questioning: Do the Cruz people really have such a legend?
The distance between the two became much closer.
"Where are you from?" Veronica asked suddenly.
"I -" Qian whispered the word "I" and suddenly became wary. She looked at the lady with a suspicious look in her eyes. However, the latter shook her head with a smile and couldn't help laughing.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious."
Qian tilted her head and looked at her with some confusion.
"I have met many outstanding young people, but like your lord," Veronica shook her head - although she was more than a hundred years old, this female war goddess still retained the youth of her most energetic period, and said
It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a stunning beauty - but at this moment she was sitting on the sand, looking a little tired: "If only one genius can be found among a hundred people, your lord must be the kind of person who can only be found in a thousand years."
A character will appear."
"Actually, I have no doubt about his future achievements, but I am just curious that such a person will really appear in the border province of a small country. Brando said that he is a small lord on the border of Eruin, but I think
Such words are too legendary."
"It's just like what's described in those knight novels." Veronica turned back, with a wise smile flashing in her green eyes: "But everyone knows that stories are just stories after all."
Qian looked at her blankly.
"I don't mean any harm, I'm just curious."
"I don't know." The girl lowered her head and shook her head.
The female regiment leader seemed to want to see the authenticity of this sentence from Akane's expression, but she did not press forward. As if this conversation was just a casual chat, she just nodded.
"That little girl must have known him earlier than you."
For some reason, Akane knew that Veronica was referring to Antitina, and she nodded.
"What a mysterious little guy." Veronica licked her lips subconsciously. This habitual action was just like when she encountered an opponent who refused to admit defeat on the battlefield twenty or thirty years ago. Her green eyes
There is also a wild light in it.
She turned back: "Are you still worried?"
Akane shook her head, she didn't want to show cowardice in front of outsiders.
Veronica just smiled slightly: "When the wind and sand calm down, let's go down to find him."
The red-haired girl flicked her ponytail and raised her head suddenly, looking at her in surprise.
The female regiment leader did not say more. In fact, she rarely showed her friendly side in front of others. It was just that this lonely girl touched some soft places in her heart.
Reminds her of when she was young——
Veronica watched Qian's reaction carefully and found it a little interesting. But at this time, there was a sudden sound in the wind and sand outside.
A piece of stone slid down the mountain wall in the strong wind, like someone walking between the cliffs.
The two women were startled by the sound of footsteps. Veronica subconsciously grabbed the sword at her waist, but after missing it, she remembered that the Blue of the Sky had been given to Brando.
So she only had time to raise her head when she heard the footsteps outside getting closer and closer, and then a voice asked in the wind and sand outside:
"Are there any other travelers inside? Can you let me in to get out of the wind? This weather is really unfriendly."
Hearing this voice, Veronica's eyebrows raised slightly.
"Please come in, my lord," the lady replied after hesitating.
After hearing this answer, the people outside the cave were stunned for a moment. The other person seemed to be surprised but rushed in immediately. The light in the cave dimmed slightly, and the visitor put one hand on his sword and looked down at Wei from the entrance of the cave.
Ronika.
"Veronica!"
What caught Akane's eyes was a familiar face.
Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles.
…
After entering the giant obsidian gate guarding Valhalla, it seemed as if they had entered a vast underground space. The entire space was immersed in boundless, silent darkness - Brando and others moved forward in the absence of light.
It took a while for my vision to gradually adapt to the environment here.
They gradually found themselves walking up a cylindrical 'bridge', surrounded by many 'bridges' similar to this bridge. They were concentrated in bunches upwards, forming a gentle slope.
There are no handrails around these 'bridges', which sounds a bit dangerous, but in fact these cylindrical bridge decks are tens of meters wide, and walking on them is relatively smooth.
Occasionally when I look back, I see the "columns" behind me sinking into the endless darkness below, as if there is no end. When I raise my head, the tops of the "columns" also extend infinitely forward and are submerged in pitch black.
inside.
This kind of visual illusion makes people almost think that they are climbing vertically, as if they are walking in the middle of the world before the chaos opened up. If they are not careful, they will lose their footing and fall into the endless abyss.
Anyone who takes a second look in such an environment can't help but feel weak in their hands and feet, let alone someone in the team.
Brando didn't walk long before he felt the other hand besides Funia holding his hand. He turned around and saw the trembling Faina who didn't know when she came to him.
His face had already turned pale.
The noble lady looked at him pitifully, as if telling him to be quiet. But Brando secretly laughed in his heart. William could not have noticed the lady's actions, and Funya's ears were also very sensitive.
.
In other words, she was just deceiving herself.
"Can't you light the torch?" Brando asked in the darkness.
"The ever-burning torch has no effect, and magic is ineffective. There may be forced magic to suppress it." The old wizard stood beside him, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him: "But you can try higher-level spells.
"
"For example, artificial sun."
"no."
Brando knows that spell very well, and he doesn't want to blow up this place. But darkness is not a big threat to them, and he is more concerned about the enemies behind him than this.
The young man turned around and looked behind. There were shadows of people in the place where he had come in before. That was Andesa and her helpers walking in circles.
That was the effect of William's spell. It had to be said that this great wizard did have the power to match his reputation. At least no one would dare to say that he could easily trap Andesa.
The old man noticed Brando's expression and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and smiled.
He touched the top of his staff and said somewhat proudly: "This maze spell should be able to trap them for a while, but young man, I can't help you any more."
Setting up an ambush behind the gate of Valhalla was actually Brando's suggestion. Even William, who had fought against Andersa, did not know the character of the tree shepherd lord, but Brando was different. He knew Andersa very well.
Desha will definitely suffer from this.
It’s just that the plan is slightly different from his original idea——
"If I remember correctly, the tree shepherds and your Silver Alliance are hostile parties, right?" Brando couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "Wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to kill them?"
He looked at the archmage in awe, wishing that the other party would take action so that he could be saved once and for all.
"You want to be beautiful." The old man said with a smile: "Actually, I am also happy, but the other party is one of the twelve patriarchs of the tree shepherds. Although I don't know how you got into trouble with such a guy, just with this woman
The winning rate is too low, so I won’t take action easily.”
Brando glanced at the old mage secretly, thinking that this was really in line with the nature of these craftsman wizards. Quantifying the probability of victory or defeat in the war, it is no wonder that they have never truly failed in any conflict.
Regardless, the Silver People are monsters.
However, he did not intend to persuade William so easily. He more or less still retained some of his thinking in the game. At least in Amber Sword, he would not blatantly give players such an opportunity to cheat.
"Not even a sneak attack?"
"No." William shook his head: "Okay, young man, don't think too much. This maze technique can trap Andersa for at least half an hour, because she doesn't know I'm here. If she sees
When it comes to me, this spell won’t work.”
"And even if she doesn't have this condition, she will find out that it is an illusion sooner or later. This is one," the old man raised a finger: "Second, I can't spend too much time with you here."
"You want to leave?" Brando was really surprised. This archmage was his biggest backer at the moment, but he didn't expect that he would leave soon after he arrived?
"The Green Tower is almost undefendable. You don't want your efforts to go to waste." William scratched his silver-haired head. To be honest, Brando found it hard to believe that a respected wizard leader would do this.
Nonsensical action: "Okay," the old man said, "Actually, this has nothing to do with me, but since Tullaman asked me to help, I can't refuse."
The Green Tower could not be defended so quickly?
Brando had no idea that he had been in a coma for several days before. He thought that the results were so different without players participating. But fortunately, the wizard leader of the Silver Alliance was here, which made him relieved.
If William takes action, the Wolf Trouble will not be able to threaten the druids for a while.
But no matter what, this means that there is not much time left for him.
The old man patted his shoulder, took out a box and handed it to him: "This is what I give to you, young man - there is a cloak in this box, which can allow you to avoid Andesa's perception on time.
"
"Wait a minute," Brando shouted: "There are three of us, Master."
"I know," the old man smiled slightly: "So this cloak is actually used by giants."
"For giants?" Brando looked weird, what kind of weird setting is this.
"Exactly, but it also has a problem. It can only be used once a day. After using it once, it will be no different from an ordinary cloak."
"Do all your wizards' things have such weird personalities?" Brando took the box and asked a little angrily.
Everything that happened now reminded him of his past experiences in games. He didn't have a good impression of the wizard's works.
"Hey, it seems you are very familiar with them. That puts my mind at ease." The old man smiled, danced his staff in the air, and opened a silver light door out of thin air: "But don't underestimate this cloak.
When it takes effect, not even the Dragon King can break through its shielding effect!"
"Dragon King? You mean Bahamut?" Brando was stunned. He couldn't help but raise the box in his hand and look at it in disbelief.
However, whether it is Fire Dragon King Bahamut or War Dragon Tiamat, if this cloak is really what the old man said, it must be at least a mythical product.
But is this the virtue of a mythical product?
Brando turned around, just in time to see the old man walking into the light door. But in the end, William suddenly turned around and said to him somewhat solemnly: "Young man, I have left time for you, and the next step is up to you -"
"Wait, let me tell you!" Brando suddenly reacted: "You haven't told me what the activation spell of this thing is!"
It's a pity that William obviously didn't hear his last words, because the light door flashed slightly in the darkness, and then disappeared invisible, as if it had never existed there.
What the hell!
Brando suddenly felt a huge sense of cheating at that moment.
…(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at ***(***.***).***, your support is my biggest motivation.)
