Vol 2 Chapter 23

Act 23?

The 9th Holy Water is far less effective than the 7th Holy Water, and its recovery effect can only drag Brando back from the hand of death. Then he bandaged himself with the help of Shire and Freya. With the help of first aid in the battlefield, he let himself breathe a sigh of relief, although he couldn't help being dizzy for a while because of excessive blood loss, his face paled like a ghost , But at least he can confirm from the physical data that there is no danger.

Brando staggered to his feet, because he was so weak that he nearly knelt down several times in the middle. Char and Freya hurriedly supported him. But feeling the action of the future Valkyrie, Brando couldn't help but looked back at her in surprise-he thought that Freya would make a joke because he was too angry this time, for at least a day It will degas.

Freya was too busy to look away, she blushed—although she was very angry at first, Brando deliberately lied to her, but afterwards think about it, at least compared to the loss of Brando. Make her easier to accept.

Of course, she still had the idea of ​​gnashing her teeth, telling herself over and over again that she would definitely not be able to get on this nasty guy so easily next time.

Of course, Brando came by accident, but he hadn't forgotten what he was going to do. He put one hand on Shire's horse, then turned back to his obedient and said:

"Charle, help me up--"

As soon as Brando's voice fell, Charles hadn't had time to say his words, but Freya stopped him: "Wait, what are you and you guys doing!"

"Sit on horseback, as you can see."

"No!"

"What's wrong?" Brando frowned.

"Suffering and suffering such a serious injury, don't move around. Why don't you care if others are worried." The ponytail girl lowered her head and complained softly.

She couldn't help but think that it seemed to be the same every time, and the last time, this guy did not know if his injury would be fatal to ordinary people.

Brando saw what Freya looked like and didn't understand anything. I couldn't help but soften my heart and smiled slightly: "Freya, I really don't care anymore. The medicine I took just now is holy water. You also saw how holy water saved Jonson's life that night?"

Freya bit her lip, her heart loose but she couldn't believe it. She saw that Brando was so unsteady, and she had to ride a horse-but she also knew that every time she spoke, she was going to lose money-so this time the ponytail girl simply said nothing. , So stubbornly lowered his head in front of Brando.

Now Brando was a bit helpless, and he couldn't explain the difference between Holy Water No.9 and Holy Water No.7, not to mention that Freya didn't necessarily understand.

But he didn't want to hurt Freya. After all, at least this moment, the future Valkyrie was thinking for him. How could he be able to speak out in the face of such a girl?

"Freya, let Lord Lord go up and take it." But he was relieved that at this time Shire spoke aside.

Freya was stunned. She thought that at least that young wizard would obey himself, that was the knight he followed. In Vond, he was glorified by the knight, but Shire didn't care about Brando's life or death.

"Char, how can you ..." For a moment she didn't know what position to use to refute.

"The Lord Lord is really not dangerous, it's just a little weak, but please give me the responsibility of looking after the Lord—" the young man replied, he couldn't help but look at Brando, with some worry, but more But it is admiration and respect: "Master Lord does have his position on horseback, and his presence there means that he has not fallen yet, he is still the banner that guides us forward--"

"This is an honor that belongs to him, and a symbol of the sword in his hands, for what he fights for."

Brando smiled. Although Charles said him a little more noblely, but the fact is so simple, he must appear on horseback to give the mercenaries and refugees fighting in the future a confidence-tell them victory it's here.

The fighting just now was too fierce. I am afraid that it has already affected the refugees and the Self-Defense Forces. Although he is not familiar with the military, he also knows that his army is only a temporary card made up of pieces. In frustration it will soon collapse.

So he must give these people a confidence that he is the source of their victory, and as long as he is still there, the refugees, mercenaries and the remnants of the Whitemane Army will understand that they still have hope of victory.

Freya gave Brando a complex look and saw the latter nodded before she reluctantly let go.

Brando then turned on the horse with the help of Charles, but to be honest, the young man even got so weak that he wondered if he could hold the reins-he couldn't help thinking that he was just an ordinary person a few days ago, He didn't even know what position he insisted on so much--but to his surprise, he really made himself stand on horseback like a javelin with such great willpower.

As if from an outsider's point of view, this young general just changed a horse after another victory.

But only Shire, Freya, and nearby Reto and Mano could see the cold sweat on Brando's forehead and the arms that had been shaking slightly-but Brando didn't say a word, and didn't even look at it At a glance around, he tried to maintain a serious and cold expression.

Reto and Mano couldn't help but look at each other, then bowed deeply to Brando and stepped back to continue to command the cavalry who was regrouping. They wanted to come over to help Brando, but seeing this scene, they also knew that Brando didn't need it and wouldn't let them go.

They may not know Brando's character yet, but at this moment at least they understand that this is a man with pride in his bones. This pride is not from arrogance, but from the self-confidence of the young people themselves.

This pride is like a banner--

Brando resisted the cold sweat on his head, and rushed towards Sir Alberton, who was half-kneeling on the ground, while throwing away the gargoyle amulet that had been split into two halves-unlike the injured, the gargoyle controlled amulet Once the ghost dies in battle, it will be completely useless. Of course, it may be repaired, but the complexity is not as good as making another one.

This is probably the most precious magic item he lost in battle in the past few days. In addition, the protective gloves are also considered scrapped. Of course, this may be reluctant to repair, but it is estimated that the final result will not be. Great. And the cause of this loss was the 'White Knight' Alberton, one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse, who was kneeling in front of him, and everyone's smell changed during the game.

Prior to this, Brando estimated that he had never imagined that he would defeat Madara when he was dreaming. But the absurdity became reality at this moment, and Alberton was so quietly half-kneeling there, and after a while or so, even if no one went to add a sword to it, it was estimated that it would burn the last trace of soul on its own. .

Brando knew everything about Alberton's life.

He was born in the year of the walnut, was born into an aristocratic family, then logically became a knight, joined the then Free Cavalry Column, and participated in the battle with the Cruzs in the north. There he spent the most golden period of his life, and grew from a little knight to a qualified commander.

He commanded several well-known battles and earned him a great reputation in the kingdom, and then he passed his whole life, and finally somehow awakened himself to the dark undead.

Most of what Brando knows about it in history is history. After all, Alberton was one of Madara's top generals in his time, but it wasn't killing. So he didn't know much about the character's mission line.

But judging by the performance of today's battle, Brando was very doubtful that there might be a hidden task line in this man, especially the details he said about the vow.

And Brando knows that most of the hidden tasks in the game have rich rewards, such as the ring behind the wind on his hand is just the beginning of a hidden task line, which is a 20oz piece of equipment.

However, most of the hidden tasks he knows start from the forty level, the seventy and eighty levels are the most frequent, but the rare ones that can be received at this level.

And especially Albert is not a small person--

So he was interested in the secrets of the other side for a while. He rushed to Alberton, because the other party's identity did not embarrass him too much, but he asked:

"What do you have to say, Alberton?"

A moment of silence.

"Young man, do you know ... know me?" Then the undead knight kneeling on the ground moved slightly, and asked in a husky, low voice.

Brando shook his head: "I don't know you, but you can say the same. Alberton I know is supposed to be the hero of Eruin. He has fallen asleep in the ground and returned to the arms of Lord Martha."

"So he is you, but you are not him."

Alberton snorted coldly, and stood up from the ground with his sword supporting his body.

"It stands to reason that you should have died, young man, but you didn't." He replied: "So it seems that you won not be a fluke, and you know the life of this body, you came to tell me this, and you want What do you want to know? "

Freya was startled when she saw Alberton standing on the ground-she knew how weak Brando was, but she just wanted to protect Brando, but she was stopped by Charr.

She shuddered, and Shir shook her head slowly at her back.

Although this young wizard never knew what his Lord Lord had to do with the undead knight, they must have known each other.

That being the case, Brando's character is certainly not at risk.

Brando had some surprises about Alberton's answer, but hesitated, and decided to use the experience in the game to test: "You asked me if I was a royal bloodline, then I answer you now, what is it?"

The Undead Knight sneered.

Brando couldn't help but sigh, it still looks a little different from the game. But at least it ’s more real than in the ‘Amber Sword’, is n’t he?

"It looks like you're going to bring your secret to Lord Martha, Ebdon." The young man sighed, feeling hopeless for the mission.

But this time Ebdon shook his head.

"not necessarily."

He said.