As soon as Freya opened her mouth, Brando understood her thoughts. But he also calmed down. He had personally experienced at least three hidden missions above level 60. He knew more and there was no need to take risks for one of them.
.
He tried his best to fight against Ebdon, and facing characters above level 60 was a matter of life and death.
And he also thought of another problem. After the first Black Rose War, Madara's army slowly withdrew from the territory of Eruin in the next month, and the undead's control of this area actually lasted until August.
In mid-month. Before that, this area was almost a deserted no man's land.
It is definitely impossible for the undead to explore this valley. Even if they want to, they don't have the ability. The fourteen-ring lightning strike at the door can make them retreat.
In other words, at least before mid-August, he still had a lot of time to use. Thinking of this, he picked up the earring, then stepped back and patted the girl on the shoulder: "Let's go back."
"Brando?"
"There are still many opportunities for adventure, but Freya and I only have one life," Brando smiled: "You are right, I had some mental problems just now -"
He sighed again, understanding that this was because he had always felt that time was too tight. The Black Rose War ended at the end of July, the civil strife in Eruin began to emerge in September, and then the coup in November, even from now on
Even he only had five months.
Brando just has no intention of changing history, but if he wants to protect Roman, Freya and others, he must at least have basic power.
It is precisely because he knows how chaotic the world will be next. Justice and justice have long been destroyed by war. To survive in this chaotic world, he has to do certain things.
Freya and Roman may not understand, and even those who are following him now will not understand, but sometimes Brando can't help but think that the prophet also has the troubles of the prophet - the kind of person who knows clearly but cannot change it.
The feeling of powerlessness is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Freya blushed: "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Brando replied.
He retracted his sword and walked out of the rocky ground, gesturing for Freya to follow from behind.
The two of them had just left, when two people slowly walked out of the dark place in the rock crevice, one tall and one short.
The taller one looks like a woman, wearing a strange white robe with blue feathers on the cuffs, chest, and shoulders. But it is also similar to the desert robes of the Querodians - the waist is very narrow, but the sleeves and trousers are thin.
Abnormally fat. She has long silver hair, her eyes are as dark blue as the deepest lake water, and there are two red facial lines on her face, but she has no unnecessary expression.
She stared at the backs of Brando and Freya for a long time before speaking:
"Aloz, won't you keep them?" Her voice was neutral and plain, like boiled water.
"Frofa, your aggression should not be exposed like your claws and teeth, otherwise it will be too fun." She answered with a very interested voice.
The short girl is about the age of a human being about fourteen or fifteen years old. Her long golden hair is tied into a pair of dazzling twin tails. She is wearing the traditional leather outfit of most adventurers, but she is carrying a person as tall as a person on her back.
, a heavy iron box - if you look into the iron box, you can see the pattern of five interconnected stars on it.
Frofa thought for a moment: "Then why did you attack them, Aloz?"
"You're so boring, Frofa, that was just a little test."
"No wonder, the power of your previous attack has dropped by more than 98%. I'm still worried about whether there is something wrong with the Golden Law -"
"Frofa, I really don't want to marry a boring person like you——"
"Aloz, we are the dragon clan."
"'Human' is just a referential usage, forget it, I don't want to tell you this. That human man actually took your earrings away, Frofa, doesn't he know what this means?"
As she spoke, she chuckled coquettishly.
Frofa glanced at her and didn't answer her this time.
"Forget it, they are really boring guys. But I really want to see their expressions when they see that little gift. I heard that humans are very greedy creatures."
"Aren't you here to find the legend of the golden fruit tree, Aloz, why did you give that thing to them?"
"You see, the legend of the golden fruit tree is not as interesting as the struggle of tiny creatures. I decided to leave this adventure to these two little guys. Besides, I think the human man is quite kind. He might have something to do with the King of Knights.
relation."
Frofa turned back to look at her: "Do you know the King of Knights?"
Aloz immediately coughed: "That's just a way of saying it, just a way of saying it, Frofa!"
"What are you planning on?" the long-haired girl asked indifferently.
"Nothing, just a small test."
Aloz chuckled again.
Frofa frowned.
When Leto saw Brando and Freya turning back, they had already settled the refugees and started cooking on the spot. From a distance, they could see smoke curling up from the small valley floor in the foggy valley, adding a bit of vitality.
After a night of fighting, both the mercenaries and the self-defense militiamen were exhausted. When Brando rode through the crowd, he saw many people gathered together in twos and threes and fell asleep. However, there were some refugees who took the initiative to
To deliver food to those who had protected them, they would shake the sleeping warriors awake and then bring the steaming food to these people.
When Brando saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved. It can be said that if it weren't for him, none of the people present would be alive. He changed the lives of these people, and these people went on to change more people, and history
That's how it was changed little by little.
Although it is still very weak now, it is gradually gaining strength.
He met with the veteran of the November War and the owner of the Copper Dragon Story Club. The other person asked him in a low voice if he wanted to set off immediately, but Brando looked back and found that both Charles and Su were not far away.
He was lying on a wooden box and sleeping soundly. Looking at the other people, the whole camp was silent——
He thought for a moment and shook his head. Anyway, more than half of his plan had been completed by now. There was no need to push these people too hard. Time in the Fairy Country came to an infinite standstill at night. All they had to do was wait until early in the morning before setting off.
You can also get ahead of Madara's army.
After all, the northern exit of the valley is almost on the river beach to the north of the Jianshi River Valley, and victory is already in sight.
"Have you had a rest, Uncle Leto?" Brando asked.
"Don't worry, sir. I am a mercenary. We are best at taking care of ourselves in such an environment." Leto patted his chest and said with a smile.
Brando nodded.
"Then Freya, you should go take a nap too." He turned back and looked at the pony-tailed girl who hadn't slept for days and nights. Although the words of the Holy Prophet had the power to restore physical strength, she was still mentally exhausted.
irreparable.
But Freya shook her head quickly: "I can still hold on, Brando."
"This is an order, Freya." Brando
"me……"
Freya couldn't help but widen her eyes. When did she want to obey his orders? She was obviously the captain of the militia! But she looked at Brando and thought of the young man leading everyone from
The heroic figure who fought his way through an enemy that was ten times or even a hundred times their size couldn't help but couldn't say a word - as if it was a matter of course, in the end he could only lower his head and nod.
"I, I understand." she replied.
Brando didn't notice the resignation in the future Valkyrie's tone. After watching the other party leave, he turned back and asked Leto casually: "By the way, where is Roman?"
"Miss Roman rode her horse to the front of the team just now." Leto said as he glanced towards the front of the team. His expression seemed to be that he had just witnessed a very magical thing.
"'Riding' a horse?" Brando didn't notice the other person's look, but asked in confusion. He was wondering if that dead girl tied herself to the horse again and went crazy? He couldn't help but wonder if it was just a moment.
Will there be no lessons learned, and the future business lady will heal her scars and forget the pain?
But before he could finish his thoughts, he heard a greeting from behind: "Hey, Brando, are you back?"
This voice is of such a special nature that once you hear it, you can tell that it belongs to some carefree young lady.
He turned around and saw a certain business lady on horseback running back and forth in front of him with a proud look on her face. Brando took a closer look - this guy actually learned it?
"You, how did you learn it?" Now it was his turn to be surprised. The reason why he could learn riding in an instant was because he had a game system as a cheat to open it, but what happened to Roman?
"Because Roman is a businessman." Roman stopped his horse in front of him, confronted him, and then replied with a smug look.
"What does this have to do with businessmen?"
"Eh? Doesn't it matter?" Roman was stunned and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "But shouldn't all businessmen be able to ride horses?"
"I have to say this, Miss Roman, most businessmen don't know how to ride a horse." Leto helped.
Roman's little eyebrows suddenly knitted together: "Yes, is that so? - It doesn't matter, Roman is a more powerful businessman, Brando, are you right?"
"Yes." Brando was too lazy to pay attention to her. He thought that this might be the so-called compensation from God. If someone has an abnormal brain, he will naturally be more blessed - this is probably the so-called principle of stupid people having their own stupid blessings.
Right there. He glanced at the other party angrily, then turned over and dismounted and ordered: "Little Roman, since you are so free, come with me to the camp for a walk--"
"Okay, Brando." The business lady looked very interested.
"Do you need me to come with you, sir?" Leto asked as he turned his horse's head.
Brando managed to avoid spitting out a mouthful of blood. He thought to himself, uncle, could you please stop being so aggressive when you are a lightbulb? However, he also knew that Leto meant well and could not refuse, so he could only nod depressedly.
However, he had just dismounted when he suddenly felt something strange in his pocket. He was startled for a moment, and then he opened it and took a look. It was okay if he didn't look at it. However, his expression suddenly changed when he took a look. He subconsciously thought that he had an illusion and closed the pocket instantly.
, and then open it.
Brando now firmly believed that he must have been delusional.
