The news of Madala's army entering the city spread like a plague in Lidenburg. For thousands of years, the dark country opposite the Pine Mountains has been described as an evil place of evil and evil. Undead, bandits and bandits from time to time.
, as if Eruin's misfortunes were all brought about by the opposite party, so the nobles maintained their centuries-old rule with peace of mind, and the villagers trained themselves and were ready to fight at any time.
But now this enemy that seems to have always existed in legends and stories has not only appeared on paper, but has also come alive from the paper, opening its fangs and trying to eat people. But the citizens of Lidenburg discovered that what about the nobles?
?What about Riedenberg's army?
Brando walked along the way and saw more and more people coming out of the house. He got a little bit of news from other fleeing people, and then hurried back to the house, took his luggage and family, and headed north.
Door forward.
There were more and more people, and finally they gathered into a mighty flow of people. In the eyes of young people, the huge crowd seemed to form a gray oil painting. In this oil painting, there were old people, children, men, and women.
There were even mules, horses, and carriages dragging families and families along, hesitantly moving forward.
The child held the adult's hand, with curiosity on his face. The woman relied on her man, with nervousness written on her pale face. In the huge flow of people, few people spoke, and only the sound of the huge team advancing was left.
.
Because there was no one to maintain order, the flow of people quickly collided with each other. Some people mixed in the crowd and wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters - soon another carriage fell in the middle of the road in front, and the people moving slowly were further blocked.
In the middle of the road, people started arguing and soon turned into a confrontation. The people behind yelled and yelled, and an inexplicable panic began to spread among the crowd.
This scene almost happened when Brando and Charles found Roman. He asked the coachman to drive the carriage to the side of the road. Then he and Charles got on the carriage one by one, protecting both sides of the carriage, and then calmly
He looked at the commotion spreading on the street.
"Brando, you're finally here, I was so worried." The businesswoman looked obviously relieved. Her round-toed boots kept rubbing the wooden board under the carriage, feeling a little nervous.
"There were too many people on the road, which delayed some time." Brando pulled out his sword and replied.
"Where's Freya?"
"I don't know, wait and see."
Charles watched indifferently for a while, and suddenly said to his lord: "Lord, someone is stirring up trouble in the crowd."
"What are the benefits of doing this?" Brando was startled. He didn't understand, because he never paid attention to the behavior of these civilian NPCs in the game. He was not a behaviorist.
"I'm just afraid that the world will not be in chaos."
"Why?"
"Because they subconsciously know that they will only benefit from chaos. Ambitious people will not be willing to be lonely, Lord. Some people naturally want chaos, but they don't have that opportunity in normal times, and now the opportunity has come.
"Char said coldly, staring at the people outside.
"Even in this season, they are desperate?" Brando comes from modern times and still has some understanding of the bad nature of human beings. But this does not mean anything. As the only social creature with high intelligence, human beings as
The behavioral state displayed by a certain part of an individual in a whole only represents that human beings possess this attribute.
This was the first time he had seen this kind of strife between the same class, just because of ambition. He saw the commotion in the crowd gradually expanding, and some people were pushing and shoving between the fallen carriages.
There was a commotion and the cry of a child soon came out.
The panic obviously deepened, and rumors about Madala's army appearing nearby began to spread among the crowd, and the more they spread, the more confident they became. People who were far away were considering whether to turn around and leave, and this hesitation soon affected more people around them.
people.
The streets became chaotic.
"Even at this time of year, Lord Lord, my mentor said that madness makes people bold, and hysteria and a little ambition are enough to unite those people," Ciel pointed to the group of people in the crowd who were ready to move, and replied.
"When I was learning magic in Karasu, I was in a tower built by my mentor among black rocks. Apprentices like me there not only learned how to cast analytical spells, but also learned how to manipulate human nature -"
Brando nodded. The learning methods of Karasu's highland wizards are similar but very different from those of Buga's wizards. The high-level wizards in Buga who wear milky white robes and walk on the snow-white marble ground are more mysterious than the mysterious witchcraft in other areas.
In terms of inheritance, they are more like rulers among academics, nobles or wizards.
"What do they want to do?" the businesswoman asked curiously with wide eyes.
"Plunder, rob, and use violent means to obtain everything that you would never dare to think about - such as a beautiful lady like you."
"No, don't say that, I won't thank you." The business lady blushed at the compliment, and her little eyebrows stood up.
Amidst the pushing and jostling, a riot finally broke out.
No one knew who made the move first. In short, many people began to attack others. More people took this opportunity to push forward. In the flow of people, many families were scattered and pushed to the ground.
People on the ground almost never get a chance to stand up.
Suddenly shouts, cries, and screams filled the air.
Brando watched this scene silently. He was unable to stop it and could only ask the coachman to move the carriage to the side. But his move attracted spies. Some of the people who caused the commotion noticed him. When they looked
When he reached Roman on the carriage, his eyes couldn't help but shine with greed.
Most of these people are usually idle homeless people on the street, young men or disgraced mercenaries, or illegal adventurers. They have a common language with each other, and even rely on tacit understanding to connect with each other and push away those who stand in front of them.
The people inadvertently approached Brando's side.
Brando frowned when he saw this. He subconsciously changed his sword to another hand, while Roman and Charles on the side also became nervous.
"Young man, it's not good for you to occupy a carriage by yourself, especially at this time of year. Let me give you a ride." Soon a mercenary wearing a dirty leather armor grabbed the carriage with his hand.
The wind lantern railings, I couldn't help but want to squeeze up.
"Go down." Brando moved the sword over and put it on his neck.
"I just want a ride. Boy, you don't want to kill someone, do you?" The mercenary didn't expect Brando to be so tough and couldn't help but be startled. He stopped and stepped on it with one foot.
On the steps of the carriage, he looked at Brando with evil eyes and shouted: "You noble gentlemen, you abandoned us and ran away at the critical moment. Now you just want to take a ride. You are so selfish."
Guy. If you can, kill me——"
Many people gathered around the mercenary and looked at Brando with a provocative look. But they were more looking at Roman, looking like they were salivating.
"Brando..." The business lady finally became a little scared and couldn't help but grab Brando's arm with her slender hands.
Brando turned back and patted him on her hand, then turned back and said to the mercenary with a disgusted attitude: "See, there are women in this carriage. She doesn't welcome you, you can leave."
Brando's tough attitude obviously angered the other party. The mercenary cursed and tried to force his way into the car. Those who were watching behind also tried to rush forward. They seemed to be convinced that Brando was just a young aristocratic young man and they didn't dare to
What to do with them at this time of excitement?
"Lord, don't talk to him -" Before Charles could finish his sentence, he was stunned to see Brando withdraw his sword coldly and stab it into the mercenary's chest, then kicked him down.
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The guy seemed to be in disbelief until he died. He didn't believe that Brando actually dared to take action, but Brando told him with facts - don't try to influence me, I'm not one of those easy-to-talk people;
Although he is just like an ordinary person on weekdays, he is soft-hearted and cannot bear to see the miserable situation of others. But when it comes to his bottom line, Brando is definitely a decisive person and has never been kind to a woman.
Just like the first time he killed someone in Husson Castle, although he felt disgusted afterwards, he didn't hesitate at all when killing.
The mercenary's body fell backwards to the ground with a heavy sound, and the people around him subconsciously stepped back - they were all shocked by Brando's indifference to human life, but these people reacted immediately -
—They are the ones with the most people.
"Damn nobles, kill people in the street!" someone immediately shouted.
"Yeah, we just want to take a ride."
"These guys are looking down on human life!"
"They have never taken us civilians seriously. We are not human beings in their eyes." Those people slowly gathered around, confusing black and white, and loudly encouraging the people around them.
"Give him some color and see!"
"Drag him out of the car..."
"Kill him!" Most people didn't know the truth most of the time. They just believed what they heard and saw unilaterally. Soon a large number of people gathered next to the carriage.
Ciel and Roman both looked worried, and they also saw that this situation might not be good.
Brando held his sword and sat firmly on the side of the carriage, without saying a word, just looking at these people coldly. Soon another person rushed up first. This guy thought that this 'aristocratic young man' was in full view of the public.
'At least it will be more restrained.
But he thought wrong.
Without saying a word, Brando stabbed his throat directly, causing him to fall down clutching his throat with a look of horror on his face. The young man's sword not only shocked the young people, but also made the surrounding crowd panic.
Uproar.
But Brando stood up and jumped off the carriage. His jump caused everyone around him to step back. Brando stood among these people and looked at them coldly. He pressed his sword with one hand.
, the sword suddenly waved over everyone’s heads——
A gust of sword wind passed over the heads of these people. Those people only felt a light chill on their heads. Then, in addition to their hair falling, the roof of a building not far away suddenly opened with a "swish" sound of nearly ten meters.
A foot-long crack.
Everyone turned around and stared at the crack in shock.
"Take care of yourself."
Brando then said a word coldly, sheathed his sword, and climbed back onto the carriage. In fact, rather than wasting time with these people, he was more concerned about what happened to Freya and why he hasn't done anything yet.
Appear.
But Roman looked at him with stars in his eyes.
"You are so awesome, Brando." The business lady praised.
"Killing is not a skill, especially when these people are just civilians." Brando shook his head.
