Vol 3 Chapter 3

Stationery III (3)

Just as Brando spoke of Funia, the door of the room suddenly opened without warning. The young lord paused in his mouth, slightly annoyed who was so rude. He looked back, the most unique of the three faces outside the door reflected in the eyes-the face of the man's dark skin had rock-like edges, the eyes were light gray under the white eyebrows; the tresses were formed Bunches of tufts drew behind his head and landed on a bearskin coat. "Sir, you can't—" The words at the door were forced to retreat into the mercenary's mouth, and he looked back Sorry looking at the young lord, "Master, they."

Brando waved at him and signaled that nothing was going on. Then he looked up at each other. The tall druid stood motionless at the door. He recognized the druid as Andrew, one of the elders of the Deadwood Council. The two people behind him were called Red and Ram. Are the younger generation in the forest.

When the mercenaries quit, they closed the door and the room was quiet.

Andrew looked at the furnishings of the house with the sharp eyes of his unique hawk. Because the night of fighting had just passed and the room was too late to refurbish, he maintained the original dark reddish style favored by Baron Grudin It was just that the thick carpet seemed to have a certain pungent smell that made the Druid elder frown.

When the guards left, Antitina finally stood up angrily, "What are you doing!" Although she was petite, she looked at the other without question and asked, "How can you break in like this!"

Brando listened to this and sighed, thinking that these guys who work with beasts all day did not know how to deal with people in the civilized world. But he stopped Antitina, and saw Funia behind the three druids-every time he saw the little girl's vital green hair, like waterfalls, permeated with vitality and waterfall-like green hair , Could not help but produce a fresh, stunning feeling-Funia hid behind three druids as tall as the bear man, and smiled at him. Brando's expression softened slightly, so he said:

"So what's going on?"

He could already confirm that these druids had come for Funia. Druids in the forest are a special force in the Amber Sword. They obey the agreement with Niya (1) and live in the Black Forest outside the borders of civilization. In addition to recording the effects of Magic Moon on animals in wild areas, the growth of the Black Forest (2) is monitored. However, in some areas, the druids have good relations with the local residents, and occasionally go out of the forest to warn the locals of the monster tide invasion. But it's just that the Druids of the Deadwood Council definitely don't belong to this category. They appear here, and it must be something in the forest ***-just something that will be like a little girl like Funia What about it?

"Master Viscount," Andrew answered bluntly, "we are here to take Funia away."

Brando wasn't surprised. "What do you mean?" He asked as he went to see Funia. But the little girl avoided his eyes and nodded her head—it made him feel a little strange.

"So," Brando looked at the three druids. "What's wrong with you guys coming to me?"

"It's such an adult," the young man who has been standing behind Andrew came in. "Although we sought the opinions of Miss Furniya and her father, as well as Elder Green Village, Miss Fuliya insisted on getting the adult I agree to leave. "

"Is that so?" Brando looked down at Funia.

"That's it," Funia whispered. "Brother Brando."

The young lord looked at her, and then Andrew and his party. He pondered for a moment, and became more and more perplexed, "So what's going on," he frowned and asked, "maybe just say it."

"Miss Furniya asked us to form an alliance with you, Lord Viscount," Andrew's light gray eyes fell on him, unchanged, as if looking at a certain link in the whole of Eruin's old noble system. He said, "Because you are said to be in trouble to save her," Andrew Cruz said forcefully, word by word. "We thought about it, it's not unacceptable, but there are a few conditions-"

"Wait," Brando frowned, and he waved to interrupt the other person. "I'm not interested in human trafficking. You'd better tell me what's going on from beginning to end."

Quiet in the room, Antitina and Fleur both looked back at him.

The three druids glanced at each other, and then Andrew said, "Okay, Lord Viscount. This matter starts from the reason why the three of us left the forest this time, because the forest is now the Holy One. Prophecy, "Brando heard a slight raise of his eyebrows, but continued to listen with patience. Elder Druid continued: "It is mentioned in the revelation that a little girl inherited the will of Lord Niya and will be born on this land." He paused, "... and we think this little girl, It's Funia. "

"Apocalypse?" Brando responded softly. In the world of Warnde, although God has become a law, he still has the will to influence the world. When this will intervene in the history of mortals, a deity will be lowered. This is the Holy Prophet's prophecy. But he glanced at Funia, and first thought whether these druids were lying to him, but druids would never joke in the name of the **** of the forest, unless these guys are fake-but of course they would not be Counterfeit, Druid's spells couldn't hide Brando's eyes.

The news surprised him a little. If Funia was born to her order, she would not be a natural candidate. Brando went on to think of Grudin's actions against Funia, and maybe the revelation of Madara's undead from this apocalypse. Furthermore, maybe the baron also got the wind from those bone shelves, so that the previous mystery can be explained. It seems that the connection between Count Denel and Madala is not only It's so simple to use each other ... From this deity's point of view, the possibility of deeper alliances cannot be ruled out. But an oracle that involves both the Druid and Madara's undead is probably not as simple as Niya.

Brando couldn't help but think that the goddess of the forest and the undead were incompatible, and that Topi Madara could only be the dragon of darkness.

As a result, things get complicated.

"How do you determine who is mentioned in the oracle," Brando took seriously and asked, "Is it Funia?"

"Sir, we have a means of confirmation," Reed replied.

"means?"

Andrew nodded, and immediately bowed his head and said to Funia: "Miss Funia, could you please turn around?" The tall Druid made a respectful look to a little girl less than half his height, Bending down like a bulky bear-bear, it looked rather funny. But Funia nodded her head smartly, she turned around, and *** with her hands behind the pretty little ears and separated the long hair behind her head-so Brando could see that she had a white neck Beautiful pattern.

It is a leaf-like pattern, derived from a thumb-sized emerald in the center, forming a vein. When Brando saw the pattern, he almost did not immediately get up from the chair, "Niya's sacred pattern!" He yelled, holding his hand tightly to the table and blurted out subconsciously: "Martha is on, Daughter of the forest! "

Andrew nodded to Funia, and the little girl let her long hair drop again. She turned and smiled a little shyly. But the tall druid looked serious, he looked at Brando, "Master Lord," Andrew said, "you know the legend?"

"You mean the maiden in the forest?" Brando managed to calm himself down, and he nodded, "forgot to introduce myself-in fact I am not Viscount Gunstein, that is just for me to cheat Gru Ding ’s identity. You can call me Brando, I am a Highland knight. Mr. Shire you met before is my wizard obedience, "he paused." In fact, I have n’t learned anything since I was a mentor. Less stuff, and the legend about the maiden in the forest was also heard at that time ... "

Brando half-truthed off the clichéd lie, and the three druids didn't object after hearing it, but instead had a faint taste. The wizards learned so much that it became the best excuse for Brando to hide his identity. Besides, Shir would never help him break through the lie anyway. But when they heard the young lord continue to say a word, his face suddenly changed: "The virgin in the forest is the initiator of Valhalla-"

"You say Valhalla?" Andrew almost stepped over to twist Brando's collar, but he took a step to remember that this young man who looked ordinary on a chair was actually a terrible gold-level fighter . He froze and stopped to ask, "Master, do you say that Valhalla has something to do with the maiden in the forest? That fantasy country that only exists in legend?"

"You don't know?" Brando frowned. The maiden in the forest is the one chosen by Niya, the daughter of the forest. The sole heir to the bloodline of Valhalla has a considerable connection with this druid, and it is hard to believe that they would know nothing. But he still shook his head: "Valhalla doesn't only exist in the legend. Instead, it always exists in this forest." He looked up, "but I'm curious that you have always lived in this forest. In fact, he would have no idea. "

The druids looked at each other, and they whispered to each other for a short while before calming down. "The presence of Valhalla has been a legend in this area. Rumors say that this dusty country is one of the few guardian places originally left by Lord Martha," said Ram. "Before such a long history No one can confirm the story. According to legend, there is an 'primitive tinder' in Valhalla. If it can be re-ignited, the Black Forest south of Tonigull will become a guardian of order. " A spit, "In this way, the work of the many druids of the Deadwood Council that have been guarded for generations can finally come to an end, and they can also explain to Lord Niya."

"So," Brando glanced at them, "that's what Apocalypse means."