Vol 2 Chapter 81

Scene of the 81st turbulence and fish (3)

The fight seemed to end as soon as it began.

Alcoe could almost be sure that those guys under the black robes had at least the strength of silver upstream, but he expected that to happen, but did not expect the result-

He almost believed that several people in Cabot wanted to splatter on the spot, and finally couldn't help but rush the blood and pulled out his sword to stop it.

But the gray-haired old man who came out from behind Cabot just clicked, and a few gray rays flickered—the guys whom he regarded as a nightmare turned into a pile of dust. .

The young man opened his mouth wide and wondered whether he was dreaming.

When the old man casts a spell, the sacred pattern of the earth appears on the palm—the wizard who holds the power of the elements—Eco is no longer ignorant, and knows that the entire Eruin does not exceed ten people. Of these ten people, they are either long-established senior wizards or lords of one party, and the rest are only the masters of the Black Tower and the Star and Moon Council.

Who is he.

Then he saw Cabot bent down and said respectfully to the old man, "Master Leewoods, hard work."

This sentence seemed like a sunny thunderbolt, allowing Aiko to keep the action rushing out of the sack for a while. In Eruin, there are many people called Leuzi. But there is only one who is qualified to be called a master.

LeWoods Hardvilla Gomer.

Eruin's chief court wizard, who assisted the three dynasties of Anson VII.

Aiko's mind was a little confused for a while, he really couldn't figure out why he would see such a big man in such a remote place. And it looks like he's here to help them.

"This ... this ..." The young man pointed at the old man with a stupid expression: "You, you ..."

The old man nodded, acknowledged his guess, and replied, "This is a long story, Mr. Eco, and let the Cavaliers take us to a safe place. Let me explain to you in detail."

"Cabot ... Cavaliers?" Eco looked at Cabot, feeling as if the world had been subverted.

...

Brando and his team walked up the quiet mountain forest in the east, and the sound of footsteps of 15 people's team rustling through the dense wormwood, like a shadowless and invisible long snake gliding over his fingers. It was dark; but looking backwards, my eyes occasionally separated from the blades of grass, and I saw the flickers of fire in the forest below the mountain. There was originally a brightly lit camp, but at this moment only the embers of the charcoal fire in the darkness were left.

"Our horse is still in the camp, Brando."

This was the third time she had asked her this time, and Brando knew that Roman was hurting her little colt and could not help but shake his head with a smile.

"They'll go back, right, Brando?" Miss Merchant's eyes glowed with the flames of the mountain again; she looked back, raising her white chin, and asked.

She knew what Brando meant.

But Roman was just a soft-hearted girl after all. Just as though she knows that she and her aunt are not necessarily popular among the villagers, the land that can be raised is called hometown after all.

So she was still willing to help Freya to rebuild Butch—

"Probably only Martha knows," Brando replied. Whether or not the Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment is following in the footsteps of history, the decision is not in him, but whether he can influence the opinion of the 'Maned Wolf' Macaroo.

"But they are aware that this is a trap, and they should be alert--" Roman asked, "Brando, aren't you that Marcaro a smart guy?"

"It's too clever." Brando knew that before Makaro became a free mercenary, this 'maned wolf' was known as a sly fox. He had been the chief think tank of the royalists, if not ten. The failure of the political struggle a year ago will not be reduced to this.

"So they're calculating each other." Antitina asked.

"almost."

"I don't understand why they did this." The aristocracy couldn't help but put forward another hypothesis: "Is there really a secret in this forest that is exciting?"

Brando smiled, the secret was there, but it was not enough to be tempting. Not to mention that the two sides in the fight are not concerned about this, they are concerned about another thing.

His smile fell into Antitina's eyes, and the girl immediately asked, "Do you know what's right, sir?"

Brando nodded.

"We saw that young man the other day, do you remember?" He said. "His real name should be Echo Lantonilan Ophelia."

"The name is familiar."

"Naturally, you should have heard of Canonnon Rantoni Ran Ophelia."

Roman and other mercenaries were okay, but the aristocracy could not help but coughed violently. It took a long time for her face to look pale, and she gasped and asked, "Prince Lantoniland?"

"Eco also has a title, Count Mayvac. This is the title of possession." Brando narrowed his eyes. "I'm afraid he doesn't even know it."

"This is ..." Antitina couldn't help asking: "Related to the political struggle eleven years ago? By the way, Grandpa Lantoni's son hasn't disappeared-"

She suddenly shut up and looked at Brando with a strange look.

"Master, how could you know so clearly?"

"It's just an open secret." Brando opened his mouth.

"So, this is ..."

"It's still an open secret, and Eruin is not the same as Eruin in the past. Its high-levels are too old to be repaired. Even further, it has fallen ill." Brando looked at the aristocracy and intended her. Say these things before.

"It's not just us who perceives this, you are optimistic, Miss Antitina. Within three months, the country will be torn apart. What you see now is just the struggle before it was temporary."

Although these words cannot be said to be outrageous in this world, the ambition contained in them is still obvious.

"Is there any salvation in the Kolkova dynasty?" Antitina asked, still thinking of the name that had brought glory to Eruin.

"Perhaps." Brando thought of Princess Regent.

"What shall we do, Lord Lord?" Antitina interrupted his thoughts and whispered.

"Let's find the sage slate first." Brando looked at the undulating mountains in the distance-the mountains are intertwined with each other, forming dark silhouettes with different levels in the night-but the young man's eyes can pass through these obstacles As if he had seen that goal, he answered concisely and forcefully.

The young man had taken everyone one step up to the top of the mountain, and the wind blew on his face, and it suddenly became a lot larger, as if the flowing air from the southern mountain stream whistled through the forest all at once, lifting his cloak.

Brando sniffed the smell of the wind. He stared at the dark, quiet valley on the other side of the hillside, and a little flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then this surprise turned into something: "Sure enough, it seems to be on the key issue. These guys are still not kidding me— "

When everyone else heard the exclamation, they set their sights on him.

"Have you seen the valley below?"

"Any questions?" Roman asked curiously.

"Well ..." Brando stretched out a hand from under the cape, pointing his index finger far away at the valley-but looking in the direction he was pointing, all the people saw was the forest spreading along the mountain walls on both sides It's just a dark carpet. But the young man turned his head, a light flashed in his eyes: "Have you heard of the altar?"

"altar?"

"The words of the altar," Roman replied solemnly: "When I was a kid, I saw the altar in the Temple of Fire with my aunt, was it like that?"

"Of course not."

"Then the" nest ", shouldn't you have heard it?"

Everyone is silent, this is natural.

"There should be a nest in that valley."

"what?"

The captain of the mercenary standing behind him was startled, and everyone knew that the den was the war potential of a country. However, few people understand that except for artificial biological nests, wild nests are dangerously restricted for hundreds of miles-in fact, humans often pay a great price to purify a nest.

"How many nests is that?" He asked immediately.

"Don't be nervous," Brando signaled to him to be quiet. He looked at the whole valley and paused. "It's an altar of order, if I'm not mistaken, it's the temple of truth."

"Altar of order?"

"Have you heard of the gate of heaven?"

The mercenaries took a breath of air, and Rubis' mercenaries came from Grace, the knighthood, and naturally understood what the term meant. 'Tiger' saw the puzzled Antietina and Roman, and then whispered: "Angel."

Antinina said, "Ah," and immediately looked at Brando with disbelief; the knighthood of Grace was less than one-fifth the size of Eruin, but the combat power was crowned as the brightest church. The first reason is without him. It is precisely because it has two first-class legions on the Warnde continent.

The Knights of Zealot and the Legion of Thrones.

In the last jihad, Eruin, a subordinate force of the Temple of Yan, did not eat less of these two armies.

'Tiger' also looked at him a little bit strangely, stutteringly asking, "Master Lord, you mean, there is a gate of heaven in the valley?"

Brando immediately shook his head. Jokingly, there is a gate of heaven in this valley that he has come to discover. The gate of heaven is also called an angel's step. The creature born from it is a creature named 'Throne Angel' who claims to be the strongest fighting force of the bright. And whenever there is a gate of heaven within a hundred miles, there will be an abnormal sign of the sky. Such a clear sign, unless the local temple of the flames of the temple of the brain has reached the limit, or he will not be able to share a cup.

"No, there is an altar of order similar to the gate of heaven," Brando replied.

"Similar?" The mercenary captain froze. Although he is the most legendary collection of mercenaries in history, he is not a learned scholar after all. The major biological lairs in this world are in the hands of those in power or local nobles. Most people have only heard relevant rumors, but to understand, most people have neither this qualification nor this opportunity.

"You mean, that's a shelter sheltered by Lord Martha?" Antitina grasped the meaning of Brando keenly.

Brando was confused. Although he had the concept in his mind, he couldn't help but use the words in the game. It can only be said that in terms of tasks and plots, Sophie's personality has always taken the initiative.

He smiled bitterly and nodded.

"In that case, it would be a great discovery," ‘Tiger’ said immediately. Because wild lairs are too difficult to purify, rebuilding a lair infested with magic is often not a matter of overnight. The whole process sometimes takes up to ten or twenty years.

But the creature lair sheltered by Martha is different. It is a gift from God to the world. The order creatures born in it are natural allies of intelligent beings. Often only with daily expenses and very little remuneration, the owner of the lair can obtain a powerful army from the altar of order.

Therefore, in any country, as long as you report any order altar to the Temple of Fire, you can almost immediately obtain a land with a wealth of output, close to the size of three to four knighthoods.

And it's also hereditary territory.

Thinking of this, Antitina, who had always been calm, became gazing, she looked at Brando.

But Brando waved his hand: "You think more, it's just an abandoned altar."

"Abandoned?" Antitina stunned, but then asked, "How does an adult know?"

Brando did not answer. He knew that there was an altar of order in this direction, but he didn't know the exact location. And with his experience, it is not yet possible to determine this at this distance, then he was really alive.

He once joined the Knights of Grace as a player, even until he came to this world. Therefore, he is too familiar with the sacred and quiet breath permeating around the altar of order.

Besides, a light screen popped up in his field of vision to remind him that he had entered the ‘sanctuary’ area.

As for why he knew it was ‘abandoned’, was n’t it written on the strategy?

...

A group of people descended into the valley, and the side of the hillside that they had slipped down before seemed to cut off all the sounds on the other side. Silent in the valley, you can't even hear the most common bugs throughout the summer.

By starlight walking in the dark forest, there is no obvious road in the woodland between the valleys; everyone walks in the rugged, mossy forest, looking around, and occasionally can see the flash of fluorescence in the dark.

Those are fireflies, or just animal eyes.

It's not the first time that Antitina and Roman have hurried at night, so although they are nervous, they are not too afraid. Rubis' mercenaries are more at ease. If the legendary mercenaries who were born to death would be afraid of the dark, it would be too funny to say it.

It's just that the environment here feels a bit unusual.

"This altar wasn't actually what I found." Brando saw the roots criss-crossing and the mossy forest gradually appearing some artificially carved rock fragments on the ground through the dim starlight, suddenly said.