After hearing what Monica said in a robotic tone, Brando was almost dumbfounded and couldn't help blurting out: "Valhalla is a copy of Babel! Monica, do you know about the age of the gods?"
s legend?"
Monica shook her head and came to her senses. She quickly shook her head and her tone returned to normal: "No, Lord, I don't know."
"Wait, how do you know this?"
"No, I don't know either, but since the World Tree Fortress was upgraded, and I am one of its general managers, this knowledge seems to have automatically appeared in my mind," the light spirit girl hurriedly replied: "But no matter how much more
Yes, I can’t tell you.”
Brando was startled for a moment, then calmed down: "In other words, Valhalla is probably a creation from the era of gods?"
"I'm not sure about that, Lord."
"Forget it, at least we know that it belongs to us, that's enough." Brando waved his hand and decided not to dwell on these messy issues: "Let's go back to the original topic. In that case, I just plan to talk about it in the environment.
Build elven arrow towers on the road. So I only need to build twenty arrow towers, Monica."
"I understand, Lord. However, the territory now needs more magic power and materials. The ones you allocated to us before may not be enough." Monica replied respectfully: "Thanks to Lord,
Valhalla is growing very fast."
Brando bared his teeth. It was a good thing that Monica didn't mention this. When he mentioned it, he remembered the mountains of colorless transparent crystals he had seen under the World Tree before. These things saved the World Tree Fortress for half a year.
An example of the wealth that has been consumed since.
But this is just the beginning. Each arrow tower on the list requires nearly 200,000 mana and a huge amount of materials. The mana can also be converted with crystals, and the materials must be transferred from the territory.
He couldn't help but groan in his heart: "From now on, the proportion of magic crystals produced in the Black Forest for your use will be doubled from 20%. In addition, in terms of supplies, I will let Yuta and Antitina
Satisfy you first..."
"Thank you so much, Lord Lord." Monica, the light spirit, flew around excitedly in the sky.
Obviously, what she said so much before was actually just for this sentence.
But Brando actually knows better than she does how high-level magic territories are a waste of money. The Elf Arrow Tower is just the beginning. With the Elf Arrow Tower, you need archers and ballistae first, and wizards second.
and magic apprentice.
Each of these requires money. Brando rubbed his forehead and asked: "How is the training of the wind shooter, Monica?"
"I'm about to report here, Lord." Monica immediately replied: "The construction of the Wind Archer Hall has been completed. The first batch of trained soldiers were mainly tree elves from the Wind Ring. Later, some more soldiers from the Wind Archer Hall were admitted.
There are elves from other places, such as some wind elf mercenaries and wild elf refugees from the north, but starting from the third batch, humans are the main source of soldiers; but judging from the completion of training, the elves are still the potential best.
The wind shooter——"
This is not beyond Brando's expectation. The number of elves is not large in the human world, let alone places like Tonigel. As for the archery talent of elves far surpassing humans, this is reasonable.
But when he heard Monica read that there were 465 tree elf wind archers in the army, 187 other elven wind archers, and only 160 human wind archers,
Still couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked: "Why are there so few humans? Is it because the elimination rate is too high?"
"This is also a factor. Lord."
At this time, a voice intervened. Brando turned around when he heard this familiar voice, and sure enough he saw Fuluo walking over with a straight face. The wild elf girl came to him holding several rolls of parchment and answered.
Said: "But the key reason is the strange rule you set up by the lecherous lord - you must be a girl to become a wind shooter - most of the humans in Tony Geer are refugees, and there are few women, and they meet the requirements in terms of physique and age.
There are even fewer, and due to the elimination rate, the ones left are naturally rare.”
The sister of the wild elf glanced at her lord - her current attire is very different from before. Since the deck became the White City Vanguard, her attire has also changed from the original mercenary uniform to a more formal one.
The elementalist robe, but the robe is still a single color, this is because the level has dropped significantly - and then he said lightly: "Now everyone in the entire territory already knows your special hobby, Lord, although as a normal man, you have such
Fantasy is normal. But Fuluo also hopes that adults can pay attention to their reputation."
"What!?" Brando was stunned: "When did I set such a rule?"
He suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but run to the tree wall to take a look. Sure enough, he saw a large group of elves and human shooters training on the ring road in the direction of the Wind Archer Hall. They were all women. And they were all women with higher qualifications.
He was almost dazzled.
Brando quickly took a deep breath and turned around and asked, "What's going on?"
He never dreamed that without asking about the development of Valhalla for a few months, this damn Yggdrasil Fortress would establish a real women's army for him. Of course, it's not that this is not bad, Brando certainly hopes that he will
The subordinates are more pleasing to the eye, but as an army, men are indeed much more convenient than women in many aspects.
"This..." Monica hesitated for a moment before replying: "The Wind Archers of Valhalla were originally the Princess Guards inherited from the Silver Elf, so..."
Brando immediately shut up.
Of course he understands what the Silver Elf Princess Guard is. The name Princess Guard does not actually mean that this army is the Silver Elf Princess's guard. This name is actually a metaphor, because every warrior in this archer army is a Silver Elf.
The most outstanding women.
According to the setting of Amber Sword, it can even be said that this army is the Amazon female warriors in Warnd's history.
After hearing Monica's words, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He probably never dreamed that he would inherit such an army.
"Princess Guards," he asked subconsciously: "Does the Wind Archer of Valhalla have the same combat effectiveness as the Princess Guards in history?"
That was an army on the same level as the Silver Elves and the Dragon King Cavalry——
"Of course not," but Monica immediately gave up his expectations: "After all, the Wind Archer is only the most basic unit of Valhalla. In form, it can only be said to be a simplification of the Princess Guards."
"Then what ability does it have?" Brando asked.
"Lord, you will know after you see it for yourself."
In fact, there is no need for Monica to remind Brando that he has already looked in that direction. On the lower ring road, behind the wind shooter hall is a huge training ground. The first batch of tree elves wind shooters are divided into several groups to fight with each other.
, Brando immediately saw the looming figures of those elf women. In his knowledge, there was only one type of spell effect that had such a representation.
"Invisible?"
"Yes. Wind shooters are typical field troops. Their greatest ability is to be invisible for a short period of time during a battle, or to sneak for a long time before a battle." Monica replied: "But now Valhalla's
The wind shooters are also equipped with the wind shooter armor designed by you, Lord Lord, so in fact they also have the ability to fly and glide for a short period of time——"
Martha on top!
Brando couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised after hearing this. You can imagine how useful a shooter who is good at stealth can be on the battlefield. A major flaw of a shooter on the battlefield is that he lacks the ability to fight in close quarters and is easy to be discovered. Generally,
Generally speaking, once the archer formation is approached by cavalry, it may collapse immediately.
But the Wind Shooter is obviously completely different. They don't even need protection. Once approached, they immediately use the flying ability provided by the Wind Shooter's cloak to distance themselves, and then use invisibility to re-enter cover and wait for the next shot.
God! Brando can completely imagine how terrifying that is. But the only problem now is that the number is still too small, otherwise it will be of great use in this war.
Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked: "Fro, is there any new news from Denel?"
"Not this time, Lord." Fuluo replied with the same expression: "This time it is news about a certain Lord of Madara. A certain guy on Silman's side who has received favors from the Lord asked our messenger to bring him
The news is back. As expected, the army of the undead has begun to gather in the Yusong area."
"Blood Staff." Brando closed the lord interface with a 'snap' and stood up: "The undead have begun to leave. Then the time for Earl Denel to set off should be faster. The time is longer than I expected.
It's still a little early, and it seems that there must be some new progress on Grand Duke Anlek's side, which makes him feel that it is somewhat imminent."
"Her Royal Highness the Princess asked you when will you set off? Lord?" Fuluo replied again.
"your Highness?"
Brando was slightly startled, and suddenly there was a commotion on one side of the square. He raised his head and saw Her Royal Highness and a group of people walking from the Tower of the Moon - they must have entered the center of the World Tree through the ring road.
The lobby leads to the square.
Her Royal Highness the Princess passed through the center of the square with several female officials. She glanced at her younger brother who was tied tightly by the roots of an ancient tree. Only then did Brando notice that she had not reminded her for a moment, and that the little prince seemed to have completely succumbed.
Under the force of the tentacles, he was strangled until his face turned red, and his sword was thrown away. He kept gasping there.
Princess Griffin couldn't help but frowned when she saw this scene, and shook her head slightly.
She walked up to Brando, took a breath, and then greeted softly: "We haven't seen him for a few days, Mr. Brando is still in the same spirit."
"Your Highness the Princess..." Brando was a little embarrassed. After all, he tortured someone else's brother, the future king of the kingdom, to this point. It would be okay if Her Highness the Princess didn't see it, but he didn't expect that he would be killed by the opposite party without checking for a moment.
Came across.
"I'm not here to say this, Lord Count." Her Royal Highness the Princess shook her head: "I'm here to say goodbye to you. By the way, I want to ask, when do you plan to leave for Viero?"
"Goodbye?" Brando was startled.
"I plan to go back to Vlada first. Lord Overwell and the Lantonilan envoy are still waiting for me there. In addition, Mr. Eco and his fiancée have received news. They left for Wallentenburg yesterday.
The Grand Duke of Lantonilan has given him full authority to act on behalf of Lantonilan this time—" She paused: "So there is not much time left for me."
Brando suddenly realized. He fell silent. In fact, he had just received the news about the undead from Fuluo, and he knew that the time was ripe. But he did not expect that the princess would come so quickly.
"Mr. Brando, are you ready to leave for Vlada with me?" the half-elf princess paused and asked again.
Brando was naturally eager to go with the eldest princess. However, he hesitated and finally shook his head: "No, no need. Your Highness, I have other things to do. You can go first and wait for me in Wa
Lundenburg will join you."
Princess Griffin looked at him, with no surprise in her silver eyes. In fact, she already knew where Brando was going, and she pondered for a moment: "Are you going to take those Cruz people with you?"
"Yes," Brando nodded. Going to the Frost Forest was actually to help the Cruz people in a sense, so of course he had to take these guys with him. But most of those Cruz knights were dragsters. He
After thinking for a while, he replied: "I just need to take Laurenna and her fiancé with me. Veronica should also join me there."
"Can you make it in time?" asked the princess.
"It should be possible." Brando nodded.
Although the Frost Forest Labyrinth is a legendary copy, it is actually not very big inside. Moreover, he does not necessarily have to fight the monsters inside. The best assumption is that Enlek has already obtained the Dragon Heart, and then he only needs to get it from which
The cultists can just grab things from their hands.
There is no psychological burden either.
"Then I'll leave it to you," Princess Griffin looked at him, the trust in her eyes was very obvious. She whispered: "I'll leave Magdale to you -"
"Don't worry, Your Highness, Princess Magdalen is also my friend."
"I understand. Mr. Brando, then I'll be relieved."
"But I still have a merciless request, Your Highness the Princess." Brando suddenly said again. He looked at the future regent princess of Eruin. He was a little hesitant. To be honest, he was not sure whether the other party would.
Will agree to his request.
"Um?"
"Actually, there are two requests. First, I hope that Freya will lead Vlada's army this time. Second, I hope that Prince Haruze can go to the Frost Forest with me this time."
As soon as Brando spoke, the surrounding area immediately fell silent.
The princess was silent for a moment: "I have already made your first request, Mr. Brando. You will be solely responsible for the military command of the two territories. As for who will be their commander-in-chief, it is also up to you."
"As for the second request..." the half-elf girl was silent for a moment. After all, he was her only brother. She gave all her hope that the other party could support the kingdom. Of course she hoped that Haruze could be stronger.
, but this does not mean that she can easily put her brother in danger.
Although Brando didn't say it, she also knew the dangers of the Frost Forest. After all, it was still within the Kingdom of Eruin, and most of the disasters in the Viero Province came from the direction of the Needle Hills Avenue. As a country,
Princess, it is impossible that she has not heard of these rumors.
"Can I know the reason?" Finally, she asked softly.
Brando hesitated for a moment. Of course, he couldn't say that he wanted to take the little prince to grind dungeons, buy equipment, and accumulate some experience. At the same time, it would be best to make him more autonomous. He thought for a moment and finally answered
road:
"I think Haruze...His Royal Highness, he...needs a little tempering."
"Can't it be done elsewhere?" Griffin frowned.
"Of course, but we don't have much time left. Now that we have this opportunity, I think maybe we should let him go and let him go his own way."
Brando replied seriously. He turned back to look at the tightly tied little prince and asked: "His Royal Highness Prince Haruze, are you afraid?"
"I..." The little prince was so strangled that he almost cried, but he looked at his sister, then at this terrible teacher, and finally he could only say pitifully: "I, I, I'm not afraid...
"
Griffith couldn't help but sigh when she saw her brother like this. Of course she understood that her brother was not willing. But just because of this, she calmed down and nodded seriously.
"I understand, Mr. Brando, Haruze will be left to you."
Haruze looked at his sister with tears in his eyes. The sad look on his face at that moment made Brando suspect that he had not taken him from his sister, but had been abandoned by the princess.
But Her Royal Highness the Princess was obviously more hard-hearted than Brando imagined. She didn't even look at her brother and said to Brando: "Then I'll take my leave, Mr. Brando."
Brando nodded, slightly moved in his heart. There is no doubt that for the current Princess, Haruze is undoubtedly one of the most important people to her. She handed the little prince into his hands,
It was even more important than the significance of giving him the Key Stone at that time.
It can be said that if something happened to Haruze, her persistence and hope would be of little value.
Brando turned back: "Flo, go and ask Miss Freya to prepare, we are ready to go."
He ordered succinctly.
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(ps: At the last moment of the update, the background of Qidian was actually stuck. I really want to fuck Qidian to death... your strong baboon will die...)
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