The Amber Sword

Act 80: An unexpected guest (the fourth is more, please stay tuned)

Everyone saw Brando's hesitation. Yuta and Qian looked at each other without talking. The teenagers are also nervous, indeed, everyone sees the difficulty of each challenge in the Destiny Arena. If the last challenge was not the woman who suddenly appeared, everyone knows that the young man is already here. Failed.

As for the next challenge, no one dares to say that he has the bottom of his heart.

Brando did the same.

Meditha gently pulled him behind and whispered, "Master, any card in the deck is not unique. It really isn't working, we'll give up."

But Brando was still hesitating. That's what he said, but Warnde is so big. Many destiny cards are distributed in this world. There are many more cards, but they need to meet a specific one or two. This The chance is too small.

Brando has played the game and naturally knows that this rare equipment is sometimes irreplaceable. It's all about character, and you may miss it once and have no chance.

But he is not a reckless person, even if the gambler made a desperate attempt to seize the one-tenth chance, but if he enters the arena again, he may not have one-tenth chance.

He thought about it and just wanted to shake his head, but at this time he heard a voice: "Master Lord, let me try it."

He lifted his head and watched Akane barely support her body and got up from the cage. The girl was not very good, but she continued to frown and said, "Sir, I feel my strength has recovered, and I haven't challenged yet, let me try it— "

Before she finished speaking, she felt that Yuta was pulling her behind.

The head of the mercenary group saw from Brando's hesitation that the young man was very enthusiastic about Cowen's conditions. She was worried that Akane offered to ask Brando maybe he would agree to it-I do n’t know why. To Qian's weak back is like seeing her sister still standing in front of her alive-she instinctively does not want to let the other party take risks.

"Let me go, Utta." Akane blocked Utta's hand.

The head of the mercenary stunned.

But Brando shook his head: "Some?"

The first round of the challenge in the gladiatorial arena is the **** three-headed dog. Silver is the top, and even Uta is not its opponent. What's the use of the red-haired girl who has recovered some strength?

He could see that Akane's strength at this time was at most the first level of silver.

"No," Brando replied without thinking, "I can't let you take risks."

"but--"

Brando does not intend to ignore Qian, but the card is no more important than the people around him. He takes human lives to make bets. He has not yet developed the habit of aristocracy to ignore life.

What's more, if Akane was put into the cage again, would he save or not?

So Brando shook his head and rejected the other party's offer. He looked up at Cowen and shook his head at the other side with regret. Then he looked at the sky on the gladiatorial field, ready to answer--

"what?"

"Brando, you're here!" An unexpected voice sounded, and this crisp and audible voice made Brando's heart beat--how could she be here? He couldn't help but look back subconsciously, and sure enough he saw the familiar face-it was also full of surprises.

Miss Merchant put her hands on her chest bag and walked in from the other side of the gladiatorial field—she was with a dwarf, and the dwarf Brando found that he knew him too. He remembered that the other party was called Oldham. A descendant of a rune dwarf.

He met each other at the 'Trout in the Forest' bar.

But how did Roman stay with this guy? Brando's mind flashed with confusion.

At this moment Oldham didn't care about the others around him. The old dwarf looked up at a building around him, widened his eyes and opened his mouth, as if he had thrown himself into the whole body and was shocked.

"Brando--" Unlike him, Roman's full attention had fallen on Brando from the beginning, and no one had looked at it.

The surprise on Miss Shang's face quickly turned into a deep worry.

She blinked, and her eyes were scarcely red—in fact, this was the first time Brando had seen such a worry in Roman's eyes: "I'm so worried, Brando! Aunt is not here. If something goes wrong with Lando ... "

The rare weakness in the girl's discourse made Brando's heart soften, and she was going to ask the other party how to come here-what about the two angels? It won't be out of the question.

Romain bowed his head, his feet were side by side, and bumped into each other unconsciously with round leather shoes: "Roman sneaked in, Brandon, are you going to scold someone ..."

That being said, the quirky lady still looked at Brando's look secretly with her eyes, looking terrified.

Brando was blamed for seeing her like that, and Roman was also for his sake. He certainly had to teach her a lesson so that the young lady would not run around in the future, but not now.

The young man shook his head in tears and laughed, and his grievances disappeared with the wind.

However, a new problem has also arisen, and it is reasonable to say that anyone entering this place must accept a challenge. With Roman's strength, there is no way to pass the challenge, so who will save her?

For a moment, Brando could not help numb his scalp, the sixth challenge?

But sometimes the more he worried about something, the sooner he met something. At this time, the voice over the sky unexpectedly came:

"New challenger, do you accept the challenge?"

"Huh?" Roman raised his head in puzzlement, turning his head to look left and right, as if looking for the voice to come from there.

"Little Roman, give up," Brando gritted his teeth, reminding him that it was impossible for him to leave the other here alone. This young girl was the first person he met when he came to this world, and the partner he identified in his heart that he lived and died with him from the beginning. It means something different to everyone.

Maybe more important than the Valkyrie in my mind--

If the revival of Eruin and the fate of the Valkyrie was a dream in his heart, then this merchant lady has a more real meaning to him-he has always regarded her as his bond with the world, and even this This feeling is deeper than that of Brando's own family-the two souls in the body make the word family seem close and distant, as if in the end only the old face of his grandfather is clearest.

This is why, until now, Brando hadn't considered returning to his ‘home’ to see. Subconsciously, he did n’t think he could deal with it.

But Roman is different.

He promised her to protect her as her knight.

Then Brando felt his sword, and he had to fulfill his promise as a man. If he couldn't overcome it, he would turn into a statue with Roman here. Although it was a bit uncomfortable to think so, Brando didn't regret it.

"Master Lord?"

As his summoning creature, Meditha was keenly aware of the thoughts in his heart.

"This is my choice," Brando shook his head and smiled. "Just to involve Meltis. You have been here for a while, maybe it will be very long until the next owner finds you."

"It wasn't Metisha that summoned." The silver elf girl looked at him quietly and said softly: "Metisha belongs only to adults, just like Shire, and each journeyman has his own rules. The same cards as the world, but not the same people— "

Brando was moved.

Matissa looked outside, and her voice was soft: "Presumably Miss Qian is the same."

"What do you mean?"

The little silver elf princess raised her head and looked at him. There was a kind of quietness in all her pale silver eyes, as if the hustle and bustle of the earth was washed in the quiet, ethereal eyes.

"After the dissolution of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps, the adult is the only sustenance of Miss Qian, haven't you found it, adult?" She whispered.

"How could that be?" Brando stunned. "Isn't there anyone else in the Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment? Also, that Ico, if I'm not mistaken, Akane should like him--"

"Autn’smida’ttdokares—" Meditha replied in an ethereal voice.

"People need each other ..." Brando deciphered the old saying of the silver elves.

The silver elf girl nodded: "Because you are valued, you will value the person who values ​​him. There are not many people in the world who can truly become your friends, so we will cherish this hard-won mutual understanding."

"Miss Qian can feel the importance, and Meditissa can feel the same," the silver elf princess smiled slightly. "I only have one last illegitimate child-but I can feel that true respect by the adult. And courtesy, this is the happiness that comes from the heart, and Medicia cherishes-- "

She smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Lord Lord! So don't feel guilty!"

Brando nodded. He looked at Roman. The merchant was obviously not clear about the current situation. She looked at Brando with a serious look: "What's wrong, Brando, did Roman do something wrong? "

"No." Brando shook his head. "I think it is more lovely to do bad things with good intentions than bad ones." He said: "Because the former can only get worse, the latter can get better. ,Is not it?"

He pulled out his sword.

After quiet for four weeks, Cowen thought about taking back what he had in his hands-he didn't say more. Everyone knew the rules here after one time, and they all clearly understood the situation that Brando was facing now.

That lady is obviously the one he loves.

So how does he choose?

As for whether they would be rescued themselves, Ke Wen suddenly felt less important at this moment. Because if Brando was going to save them, he would have to play the seventh challenge, but that was obviously impossible.

Without hope, it will not appear so desperate.

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