Vol 2 Chapter 110

Act 110: Windfall

You know, Miss Merchant can't keep this quiet state at all times. She knelt in front of Brando with a good expression on her face, and lowered her head with lowered eyebrows. A glance at Brando's expression-it was some aristocratic style.

Of course, her gray-faced face and the wolverine state of her clothes full of scratches were left out.

There is also a real aristocrat who is almost in the same state. Antitina grabbed a shawl that was blown torn by one hand, and her face was covered with dust. She lowered her head and said nothing, looking a little bit tension.

"Brando, I ..." Roman looked at the young man's dark face as if it had eased a little, and hurried to explain, but before she could say a word, the latter stared back at him.

She had to bow her head glumly.

She thought the plan was perfect this time, and if it didn't go wrong, she would definitely help Brando. Besides, even if there were a few minor problems in the end, did they still kill several lizardmen? Besides, they also blocked their escape.

She thought it would be better to put it down next time.

However, if Brando wants to know that the dead girl in front of her is still thinking about continuing this dangerous activity next time, it is estimated that she will even be strangling. He and Namenes went to the site to investigate. Originally, Antitina's plan was indeed good, and according to the original calculation of this lady, when the cliff collapsed, it could indeed kill most of the lizardmen who escaped in that direction. . It's a pity she obviously found the wrong partner-no, and should not say so. Because Antitina's plan was originally only on paper. If it was not seen by the Roman man, it is estimated that this idea has only been a paper plan until now.

Unfortunately, history has no if. Just like the word Romance has never been cautious in her dictionary, she has always been a doer, and any of her plans are built into her natural practice.

Brando thought of it, and couldn't help looking at Antitina. The nobleman seemed to feel his gaze, and could not help but shrink back. Whispered, "I'm sorry, Lord Lord, it's all my fault ..."

"No, it has nothing to do with you." Brando shook his head.

Indeed, if it wasn't for the Roman guy who changed the quantity of anti-tina's charge at the end without authorization, the chickens would not jump. In the end, the lizardmen did not kill the two, but they almost killed them Buried below. Thanks to Antitina's early discovery, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Brando could not help but stare at Roman very hard. This is where he was most angry. He didn't care how much Roman had helped him, as long as she didn't always put herself in a dangerous place, he thanked him.

But he couldn't help but sigh again.

In front of the girl from Butch, some things can be seen through, as if it were a born instinct. But sometimes it can be confusing and headache, such as now Brando rubs his temples.

"Have you been making similar plans all the time?" Brando suddenly asked.

Antinina froze. She had thought that Brando was going to ask her to be a teacher. His pampering of Romain was obvious to everyone, and she couldn't imagine how the Brandon would treat her if something had happened to her because of her own reasons. Although she had gone through the most difficult period, it was like this. From frugality to luxury, and from frugality to hardship, she thought that she could no longer adapt to life in that season.

Besides, the young lord respected her, was willing to give her the same status and treatment as before, and was willing to get along with her on an equal footing, except that she had to travel a bit harder in the wilderness every day, she didn't think she could complain. Moreover, even the hard work is only temporary, and she has many plans that have not been realized.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be ashamed: "I'm sorry ..."

"No," Brando glanced at Roman to see if the guy was seriously remorseful. "I mean those plans."

The aristocracy lost his money, and for a moment did not understand what Brando wanted to know. But she nodded eventually. In fact, since Brando has pulled her into the team, she has made a complete plan for every action of the young people, and she was indeed proud of these plans at first. But it turns out that these plans often have such and such immaturity, especially compared to Brando's decision like a prophet, it seems more like a child's graffiti. So Antitina still had a compelling desire to be Brando's aide at first, but she gradually found that this desire gradually moved away and became somewhat ridiculous-in the end, although she still did not give up the habit. But this is more of a self-examination than before.

Make plans beforehand, and then repeatedly test your plans throughout the incident to see if you have matured enough and have given up on unrealistic ideas. But she didn't expect that this time, she was caught by Roman, and she just saw her boldest idea.

It seemed to me that Martha was joking with her.

"Why not show it to me?" Brando asked.

"I……"

Brando was silent for a moment, probably guessing what the young girl thought. He thought for a moment and said, "Miss Antitina, you are my aides, but you recommended it to me. In that case, wouldn't it be wise to put your suggestion to me?"

"I'm sorry ... I know, but at that time ... I didn't know I was so naive, I will ..." The noble Qian Jin whispered, her head was almost lowered to her chest. Of course, the merchant lady on the side is not so ashamed. In fact, she is still trying to insert a sentence: "Brando, this is my fault. Don't always ask for Antitina's trouble." —— "

Brando wasn't suffocated by her breath, and thought that he had fortunately separated the **** and Nemenis, otherwise he would be really unable to maintain the so-called 'majesty of the superiors'. He took a breath and didn't bother to care about the girl, but went on to say: "Miss Antitina, everyone is from childish to mature. But the difference is that not everyone has your mind like this, if If you give up this opportunity just because you are naive, then I am so sorry for Master Martha's care for you. "

After Brando had finished speaking, he saw the aristocratic girl looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

"A person's opinion is always limited. Although Tiger Bird can help me solve many problems and he is very experienced, he is far inferior to you in one point, Miss Antitina." Brando pointed to his head: "So, I hope you don't put yourself out of this circle, I hope you can help me, and I'm sure you can-so, would you?" He actually said these words not just for comfort Antitina, he knows that he is wearing a magic stick halo-this looks a bit scary, especially for a very aggressive girl like Antitina, the blow to confidence is huge. But Brando knew that his prophetic vision was only temporary, and even if his historical changes to the entire world were not so great, this ability to predict the situation would only last a few years.

A few years later, players began to participate in weaving the history of this world. Compared with the world in the past, this point is the biggest difference between this and the previous world. After the lack of player participation, some corresponding changes in the development direction of history will occur. Although his experience and knowledge in some games at that time are still applicable, the ability to predict the future situation will be greatly reduced. In fact, this time the whole process of this copy evolved into a perfect plot, it gave him a wake-up call. Brando began to realize that he needed some help. In past games, he was never a top warrior, nor was he a top commander. Of course, the former can be made up through experience, while the latter can only find another way.

He has a future Valkyrie, but this is not enough-at least Antitina can acutely tell from some details that the overall ability is not comparable to him. He looked at the aristocrat and thought that the other party should have Ability. There may be some gaps compared to 'God Stick', but it should be more than enough as an aide.

Antitina paused, and Brando's phrase, `` I'm sure you can-- '' impressed her deeply. Nothing is more precious to a proud person than trust. Although she still felt that Brando was comforting her, the young girl took a breath and nodded seriously—she nodded not only to promise, but to make up her mind—of course she was willing and willing to participate in him. Wish in it.

Brando did not expect his words to have such a great effect, but thought that at least he dispelled the other party's doubts, and in his opinion Antitina was a little too introverted. But he glanced at Roman and asked, "Do you still have those disintegrating crystals?"

"Lord Lord, do you know?" Antitina stunned again.

"Oh, almost ..." Brando coughed, wondering if there hadn't been such a thing in this era? Could the disintegration crystal be invented by this girl in front of her? But he still said vaguely: "The tower wizard has something similar, so I just ask it casually."

"What a coincidence," whispered the aristocrat, "The name I gave it is also disintegrating crystal. In fact, I used the core waste of the magic transmission device to complete it, because its effective way is to penetrate the physical world with magic. A solid framework of laws that quickly activates an element, causing an explosion. So I gave it that name. "

You really invented it!

Brando couldn't help but look at the aristocratic eyes, this thing is not small. Although it was gradually phased out in the second period of the Second Black Rose War, the early stage still had a huge impact, so that players at that time agreed that this thing was the explosive in the magic world. Unfortunately, the structure of this thing is too unstable, which is not conducive to transportation and storage at all. In addition, in the war that gradually intensified in the later period, the power also became smaller.

"Anything else?" He asked.

"There are still a few," Antitina replied immediately, "if Lord Lord you need, I can make some overnight."

"Making it overnight?" Brando froze. Isn't it right? How did he make this thing for at least half a month?

Seeing Antinod nodding, Brando almost thought that history had changed, so in fact the young lady invented something else. It only takes a few hours to disintegrate the crystal? It ’s a bit lighter, right? However, he was about to ask, but in the woods below, the tiger bird was beckoning to him eagerly in that direction.

Why is this guy here again, aren't they cleaning the battlefield with the red-handed soft girl? Brando paused, but saw that the latter seemed a bit can't wait to run up, and he immediately said to Antitina: "If possible, I want one or two people. By the way, this thing Very unstable, isn't it? "

Antinina looked at him in surprise, then nodded. She seemed to be a little numb to her prophet, Lord Lord.

really! Brando was relieved, thinking that history hadn't changed. He said, "I'll teach you a way to stabilize it temporarily, but the effect is limited. You can study the rest yourself."

"Ah?" The nobleman could not help but screamed lowly.

Does he also know this?

Antinina just thought that she was at least a little tougher, and her heart couldn't help being hit again. She had thought that she had at least some advantages in the area of ​​magic guidance. I didn't expect Brando to seem like I know more than her. However, the aristocratic girl from Braggs probably didn't know that this time he mistreated Brando a bit, because Brando didn't understand any magic technology at all. In the past games, it was a pure assistant player. Skills, combat players like young people are doomed to miss.

But even if they don't know, it doesn't prevent Brando from knowing some materials and formulas, right?

But Antitina was surprised, and Roman on the side finally noticed that the only one who could control her had finally left. The merchant lady took a long breath and then said to Grace Antin with a grateful expression, "Thank you, Grace Antin."

Antinina glanced at her, and quickly shook her head, thinking that thank you as long as you didn't bother me. To be honest, she is now afraid of the young lady.

But Roman didn't seem to intend to let go of the only person she could talk to. She thought about it and asked, "Yes, Antitina, did you see that?"

"That one?"

"Yeah, when we were buried. There seemed to be some light spots like fireflies coming down from the hillside towards us. Did you notice?"

"This……"

"Have it?"

"I think so ..."

...

When Brando saw the tiger sparrow, he saw the veteran mercenary captain holding the thick black cover book. He hesitated for a moment. At first glance, this thing was undoubtedly the relic of the dark priest, at least the three lightning-like scratches on the book cover had sold it deeply. But Brando was a bit surprised:

The red-handed girl is a red-handed girl. She can open up equipment from the recognized "poor ghost" dark priest. This thing can be displayed on the forum before to show off the character, but unfortunately there is no forum here. Brando was a little awkward.

Besides, he did not drive this thing.

"What is this?" He asked.

The tiger bird glanced at him mysteriously, without saying a word, but opened the book gently in front of him.

Brando only glanced, and then fell into petrified state—