The Amber Sword

Act 29: Roman's Plan

The beginning of each year in the Star Wars's month is called Winter Moon. The lyre dominates the charm of a person, so January is the month of socialization, and most of the kingdom's banquets and winter hunting events are held this month.

June is called the summer hazy moon, which means the moonlight of summer night, which is the day of magic recovery since Vond's summer sleep. So witches' activities usually become more frequent after this month-whether they are living or dead.

But in July, the moon of fire, the day when the sun walked over the earth. The sun **** Perkin is in charge of power, so this month is the month of power. In the far east, the orcs hold their biggest celebration, the sacrifice of inflammation.

This is also a crucial month for the country under the wings of the Temple of Fire. Eruin's annual ceremony and the celebration of the Fire Festival should be said to have kicked off early this month, but it is only in the Golan-Elsen region. The unfortunate news of the war has been coming since the end of the month-for the time being this mood is not there.

However, it seems that the situation has improved a bit. In the countryside, it is rumored that the army composed of those terrible monsters in the south stopped at Dragos and no longer headed north, so it was said that the Silverwing Cavalry had won two battles on the front line and seized it Little war flag.

But there are also those who said they were defeated. In short, various news in the back are divergent, making people unable to distinguish between true and false. But thankfully, the country people are always willing to believe in good things. Fortunately, Lord Count Nagin of Praguesburg was so wise and able to protect the party, and everyone praised it.

On the 7th, Instaron's army turned to Jean-Denell, and the Golan-Elsen countryside calmed down again.

It is said that some people have seen the end of the war, because July is the day when the sun walks on the ground. As soon as the undead touches the ground, it will burn, and the kingdom will naturally turn into a counterattack.

I don't know where such rumors circulated, and they spread widely in this area within a few days.

Brando was sitting at a nan wooden table, listening easily to the conversation between several rural farmers not far away. It had been two days since he and others had left Ankerze along the avenue and headed towards Braggs— The front line is gradually becoming tight, and the number of undead is dwindling. These farmers are at least right--the war is coming to an end.

Madden took Butch's villagers to Ankeze, and the news of the fall of Butch's area reached the Vamil Fortress, and he became a hero of course. Even Butch's guards and militiamen were stained. Freya was on the list of honors like Roman, but this was still a small head. Brando knew that the highlight was still behind.

After the war, the kingdom needs to build heroes. This is an inspiring approach. It is always for you to fight the war. I beat me. It does n’t matter if you win or lose, just a bunch of flowers is enough.

However, when they arrived in Ankerze, Madden and his party were first sent to Braggs. The aristocrats were anxious to get actual benefits. The guards and militiamen needed real praise, and they only needed to stand on the reputation of commanding. There is no conflict between them.

Although Brando had known that this name finally fell on the head of White Mane Legacy Count Pula, but the detail went down, and the details inside said nothing more than the intrigue between the local nobles and the local legions.

But two news came out of Brando's surprise.

One is that the police team in Butch didn't annihilate the whole army. I heard that Bryson and his two deputies survived. When Brando thought of the nasty guy, he was as sick as eating a fly.

But anyway, as a person who has shared the same pain, he was relieved in his heart.

And another news seems to be a little meaningful, that is, 'Tiger' Luc Besson did not die. When Brando confirmed the news, the whole person seemed to be hacked by lightning. It was neither worry nor comfort, but an inexplicable illusion of suffering.

History changed because of him?

"Abominable, these stupid people! It's just that Madara changed the original intention of the attack. What does it have to do with the timid nobles? These people don't know anything at all-Brando, Count Nagin again who is it?"

Freya could not help whispering, and the young man looked up, seeing the girl's disdain.

Brando couldn't help but laugh: "Earl Nagin is the parent of the Dragus family. This family has a long history and is not comparable to ordinary little nobles."

The young girl with a long ponytail listened for a moment, but her confidence was reduced by half: "But he can't take everyone's credit ..."

"The purpose of those big men is different from ours. We don't have any intersection with them." Brando smiled. "You can't be angry with these farmers in the countryside. Of course you look down on those nobles because you know What's in their bones. But these farmers in the countryside don't know. In their eyes, the aristocracy is a big man, and it is natural to think so. "

Freya hesitated, and then she remembered that she was not the same before. She thought that the people in the city were proud and knowledgeable, and the nobles were high and mastered. She couldn't help looking at the young man across the table, as if she had grown up a little bit after meeting Brando, and understood much more than before.

Things that had been inscrutable in her eyes now seem to be plain. But what is driving this change, or is Brando really so amazing?

Brando watched her thinking and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, have I changed?"

"People are bound to change, Freya, it's just the difference between them."

"Huh?" The young girl froze slightly, looking at him doubtfully with light brown eyes.

"wisdom."

"wisdom?"

"Wisdom is that you see more and understand more than they do. The more you see, the more you know, the more ordinary the world will look in your eyes," Brando replied.

"How about you, Brando?" Freya thought for a while, and couldn't help asking the question she always wanted to ask.

"Compared to you, you can say this. But once you learn more, the world becomes more complicated in your eyes, and it gives you a sense of endless sincerity-" The young man thought for a moment , Answered.

Freya thought about it and shook her head slowly.

Brando laughed, "You will understand--" But he immediately saw that the merchant lady was boringly putting the tip of her chin on the table, then raised her eyes to look at it, a pitiful look, could not bear it Half of my temper is gone.

"What are you doing again?" He asked.

"No." Romans denied it.

He was dumb for a moment.

I have to say that the young lady's thinking often makes the young people's questioning a bit unsustainable. Brando thought about it and changed only one topic: "Speaking back, since yesterday, you have been writing What? "

Romain let out light from her eyes. She sat up and replied, "It's the price, Brando."

"price?"

"Because the price of Anker's food has risen by more than 50% since the end of the new moon. If the war can continue into the winter, Miss Merchant can complete her first business." To answer.

Roman's words shocked both of them. The other day, I saw this girl had a great time in Ankeze alone, and thought she was completing her own adventure, but she didn't realize it. Market research completed.

But Brando was surprised by the keenness of Miss Merchant, Freya was simply astonished that her friend had such a serious side.

"That looks like you can't finish it," Brando became interested, and couldn't help answering: "The war lasts at most until mid-July, Miss Merchant, your first plan is going to end."

"Really?" Roman asked.

"Eighty-nine is inseparable from ten." Brando said heartily, it should be one hundred percent. But he wanted to see how the merchant lady was hit, but unfortunately he was quickly disappointed.

"Now, Brando." Roman blinked. "I have heard that Braggs has been delivering wine and food from the Dragos, Ankerze, and Butch regions for years, right? Ankerzer and Drager. Has always been an important food producing area in the southern Golan-Elsen? "

Brando couldn't help but look at little Roman, thinking that you even inquired about this.

"In this way, Braggs has a population of 35,000. Since entering the state of war, it should stop brewing from the end of May?"

"If the nobles get the news in advance, I'm afraid it will start from early May-" Brando couldn't help thinking that the signs of the war actually manifested in all aspects, but it was rarely noticed by ordinary people.

Miss Merchant raised her finger: "This way, if the war ends in mid-July. I'm afraid Ankeze can't afford two celebrations in one place. If Braggs wants to mix wine and food from the north, he must pass The Grey Mountain Range, in that case, the cost of alcohol in this area will probably be too high, even if the loss is taken into account. "

Brando listened for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Who told you this?"

"Aunt often said that neglecting the old man's experience would be punished by the sky." Roman looked at them both with brilliant eyes, and replied solemnly: "There is an old John of Manoran's family, and an old father Anton And the lame Cavan, Roman is very cute. Some of these old people have brewed most of the wine for the Bragg area-right! Brando, do you want to be a big businessman, Roman? Introduce one of them, they are pretty good. "

Brando couldn't help but glance at the merchant lady whose tail was going up to the sky. He believed that the other person's little temperament would be liked by many people, but what is ‘Master Romance’?

"So you want to take advantage of the end of the war and make a fortune? Is that what you intend?" He asked.

The merchant lady nodded.

"Lack of money?"

Miss Merchant continued nodding.

"Wait," Freya stood up in time, and she couldn't help but frown. "Brando, don't you want to accompany Roman, too. We don't have much money."

"Freya, maybe little Roman will surprise us."

But Freya didn't believe that the pie would fall from the sky.