The Amber Sword

Actor Nineteen (19)

With Bryson transporting the food and medicines he found back to the veteran Madden that Brando knew--or the current Butch guard captain Madden--stood a foothold in the Belledor Forest, the entire militia third unit was young The return of people caused a sensation in the valley.

The brothers Mackie, Ike, Essen, Besa, Little Phoenix, and Nieberto are all the eldest sons or daughters of a certain family in the village. Their relatives thought they had died in the battle that night, and even They are ready to receive this reality-but now they are back alive and intact.

The fugitives were boiling, although not all of them were Butch residents. Some may come from Qingcun or Weibin, but the warm atmosphere still affects everyone, after all, this is the first good news they have received in two days.

A good sign may herald a smooth future, not to mention the food and medicine that will follow, and hungry and cold people can eat a warm meal, and injured people can be taken care of. Everyone thinks that hope seems It ’s not far, and I have forgotten the embarrassment and miserable situation in the afternoon.

People always yearn for a good life, even if it can only be a little better than now, they will feel satisfied. Some people say that humans are insatiable. They are indeed insatiable, but they are also the easiest to satisfy.

Madden ordered the bonfire to rise. The veteran of the November war was brave and stubborn, and would never yield to the bones of Madara. He didn't care if Kabais and Rothko found them. According to him, they could be put away.

So many people who have not received military training must be able to hide, simply.

On the other hand, Freya, who suddenly became lonely, was suddenly treated like a hero. At first Brando was worried about her touching the scene, but soon he realized that it was an unnecessary worry:

"Freya, thanks to you!"

"Freya, don't be sad, you and us. Everyone in the village will support you, you are a strong and good girl, everyone knows!"

"Freya, are you injured? Let Akasha have a look, why are you so careless!" A plump middle-aged woman separated from the crowd, although she brought the unique thick-handed, rough-footed and big His voice, but couldn't hide the concern on his face.

She parted Freya's forehead, wiped her face, stepped back and looked at the girl carefully.

"Aunt Akasha, I'm fine."

"Really, don't keep anything in mind."

"Really, thank you." Freya looked at everyone around her, a layer of mist inadvertently blocking her vision. These people have not had a good time in these two days. Each of them was scared and scarred, and his eyes were bloodshot. But here at the moment, it shows the most sincere affection between people.

Brando sat watching the scene from a distance, unable to help feeling an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

The warm bonfire, the connection between people, and the fragrance of food in the air seem to dispel the dark and cold colors of the mountain at this moment. Even if it is only a moment, it can still make people sigh:

What a great scene.

The relationship between people should have been so simple.

Brando was leaning on the white sloping rock, staring up at the stars in the sky: one by one, unchanged in ancient times, or like a diamond sprinkled on a dark purple curtain.

"Why don't you get over?" He saw Roman sitting at a higher place, holding his bag on his knees in a leather skirt with his hands, and a pair of round leather shoes swaying back and forth in the air.

"They don't like me."

"why?"

"Aunts and I are weird in their eyes. Besides, girls with ordinary people want to be businessmen. So it's normal to be unpleasant."

You know it too. Brando said heartily, but he suddenly found that he didn't have much impression of Roman's aunt, because the woman was always out, today here, tomorrow again, and occasionally coming back to bring Roman some something to please her Weird gadgets.

Perhaps it is because of a person's independent growth experience that he has developed a unique temperament for this future business lady.

"Can you tell me about your parents, you don't seem to have told me about this."

"I haven't seen them. Since I remembered, my aunt was by my side. My aunt said, little Roman, you must repay your aunt when you grow up!"

The merchant lady giggled, shining in the moonlight, her eyes bright.

Brando froze and calmed down after listening.

"So you want to be a businessman?"

"Yep."

"What a weird idea."

"It's ok--"

The two talked for a while before Brando saw Freya stepping away from her. The girl looked simple, simple, and approachable in front of everyone, but once she returned to the title of the third militia unit of Butch, she would have a sense of responsibility for the future Valkyrie.

She promised to take Brando to Captain Madden of the Butcher Guards, though she didn't know what the young man was going to do. But just like Essen, she has a blind trust in the other party, believing that as long as this young man, there must be a way to take everyone out of this predicament.

Freya didn't want to rely on anything, she was just curious.

And Brando's plan is this: Now he has merged with these refugees because of a coincidence and Butcher's guard, and he also understands what Captain Madden will encounter in the future, so standing in this history At the point of disagreement, he certainly needed to do something.

Indeed, Brando's first thought was to protect himself, but one cannot live in this world alone. If he did that, how would he face Romain, how would he face Markie and Little Phoenix, and how would he face Freya?

Not to mention, the crying of the future Valkyrie before him had already moved him deeply. There are so many anxieties in a man's life-not to mention he is a man for two lives, but he has no regrets.

After figuring this out, Brando felt that the road ahead was widening.

Roman was naturally close to him. Three people crossed the valley, through the bonfires and crowds, and finally found the old man near a campfire at the end of the valley. Coincidentally or as expected, Breson was there. But Brando didn't care about this guy. Instead, his eyes fell on which November war veteran.

Madden, according to the time in the game, Brando suddenly remembered that he had not seen the old man for almost thirty years (time ratio is 8 to 1).

In the game, Madden was extremely unhappy in his old age, but he was still at the end of his life. His only luck was that he did not witness Eru's defeat in person, and he also won the friendship of many players. This npc has a high prestige among players-because he teaches multiple skills of covert action, exploration and swordplay, and most importantly, he also teaches the soldier's first advanced skill: courage and howl.

The memory of the old man and Brando is not much different, and they don't even look so old, but their perseverance is more prosperous. Brando spent some time with this veteran, knowing the opponent's temper, knowing that this is an extremely firm and fearless soldier, and his character is hot, so any euphemism will not work in front of him. Some of them directly indicate that they may gain some favors.

However, he still had some hesitation when he spoke. Who knows whether the characters in this world will be the same as in the game? Although he thinks that it should be the same, he thinks it a bit strange.

After listening to his statement, Madden's eyebrows really moved-of course, wrinkled. Unsurprisingly, the first objection was raised by the young deputy captain.

Bryson.

"You mean we will fail, why?"

Brando's eyes stayed on Madden, listening to the old man saying, "Young man, you want to join us and do your best for the kingdom, I'm grateful. But you don't seem to have much hope for the next battle, I I want to hear-- "

Brando didn't panic. What he was most worried about was that the hot-tempered old man didn't give him a chance to speak. Just let him speak, as a person familiar with the development of history, he has the confidence to persuade the other party: "Actually I have only one question, do you know how many are blocking your Madara undead army ahead?"

The young men of the several police teams sitting were silent.

Madden also said nothing, but Bresson, who won his eye, replied: "From the fighting in the afternoon, it should be the same undead army that started to bite us. Later, I joined another, and I noticed some other flags. , There should be at least two distinguished command bases. Unfortunately, I don't know the specific establishment of Madara. "

Our protagonist glanced at this guy in surprise, but couldn't see that the goods were a bit authentic. Unlike his previous life experience, Bresson only reached these conclusions after a little observation on the chaotic battlefield, which is also remarkable.

But that didn't make Brando look at him high, because, unfortunately, Brando happened to be the one who knew better than him.

"It's not surprising that you don't know about Madara, and come to the wrong conclusion," he said bluntly. "This is such a country, it has never really been unified. It is about runes and swords. Before the 1950s, a group of exiled dark wizards came here to become the original lords of the area, and for a long time it was a paradise for robbers and undead wanderers ... "

"What do you say?"

"Listen to him, Breson, don't be impatient."

"Humph."

Brando smiled slightly, knowing he could get Madden's attention. Veterans are veterans, no matter how bad-tempered they are, but they can always grasp some critical information keenly.

"But it is also a very aggressive country. The lords living in the dark continually conquer each other and plunder north, south, and any direction at any time. Eruin, Cruz, Austria. Sol even suffers from the Panlin region. "

"The perennial wars have allowed these lords in the dark to have a battle-hardened army. Although the composition is extremely chaotic, the combat effectiveness cannot be ignored. Therefore, you can see that there are two different numbers of troops, and their sizes may vary greatly.

"So, can you describe to me some details of what happened in your battle, maybe I can provide some information to help."

"Brando!" Bryson finally couldn't help but stand up, angrily: "You're lying, how could you know what happened to Madara, as far as I know you used to--"

What he wanted to say was stopped by the young man with a stern look. Bresson froze, and he could hardly believe that he would be speechless by the other's eyes.

Brando was not so powerful before, but he was just a little gifted fluffy kid.

"Listen, Bresson, I'm not here to argue with you." Brando replied word by word: "I don't expect you to understand what the crux of this is, but I just want you to know -Please be responsible for your actions! "

Bryson was speechless and immediately furious.

"Tell him what we've encountered, Breson." But Madden began, and the veteran's brows were already frowning deeply.