Vol 3 Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Tonigel and the Young Lord (4) (Second)

But putting the wizard on the front line using this seemingly insane approach. After a series of discussions, Brando said that everyone found it a great strategy.

Because the role of wizards is not only in returning messages, but also in hiding, clearing information, and avoiding pursuits.

But even so, Shire only supported doing this in the early days of the war, because it might have an unexpected effect, but once the opponents knew about them, every wizard would lose their losses.

Brando had no choice but to accept this statement, he knew that Charles was right-of course he was right, but the time was wrong, the biggest wave of magic in history was far from it.

Then Brando took a look at the mercenary who sent the letter, took the letter, opened it, and looked at it; but his expression almost instantly became heavy, almost overcast, and seemed to be more than the gray sky at this time. It's ugly.

When Akane and the silver elf princess saw the young man looked like this, they looked at each other with anxiety. They rarely saw such a solemn look of Brando. What happened?

"Master Lord?" Matissa whispered.

Brando shook his head.

The message in the letter is simple. It just tells the truth that a clan of mountain people appeared in the territory of Paras. It can be said that the letter was not noticed by anyone under Brando at this moment.

The word mountain people is common in Jean-Dénell. These aborigines have been at war with the 'foreigners' of Eruin almost every year. It is not a year or two for Sir Pallas to deal with them, but almost Most of my life.

If other people saw this message, they might be glad that the old knight was in trouble again, but this letter has a different meaning in Brando's eyes.

"It looks like a new list will be added to our enemies."

The young lord smiled helplessly and handed the stationery to Metissa, but the little silver elf princess only glanced at her, and asked after a moment's glance:

"Mountain people? They are not the enemies of Earl Deneer, you say Lord Palas fights with them all year round, why do they join them to attack us?"

Meditha asked a little puzzled.

"The mountain people are divided into many branches. The clan mentioned in the letter comes from the east side of Grahar. They have always belonged to the count and made the Count Dernell underwent autonomy. It is rare that they will migrate to other regions on a large scale, and they will not leave their dominion-"

"So?" Although Akane didn't understand the military, she heard the abnormality in Brando's tone.

"I don't think they're here for the celebration of sleep. I don't know what Denel promised these stubborn guys, but these mountain people must have come for us."

"It doesn't matter," Akane snorted softly. "Whoever comes is the same, we will defeat them."

Brando only smiled when he heard it. He knew that the red-haired girl was just cheering herself up.

Meditha had to calm down: "Is the problem big?" She asked.

Brando shook his head: "Of course it will increase our pressure, but it is hard to say how much. I believe that the old fox of Count Denel must have mobilized such a mountain people clan,"

He glanced into the distance. Snow had turned the streets into a fog. "It seems that I still underestimated these beasts who have been fighting all day!"

Although Brando said lightly, he didn't know at the moment. God knows how many mountain people will enter Palas. Perhaps the food supply for these people will be a bottleneck.

But Brando didn't know how long he could mobilize Denel in his territory.

But anyway, the army of Palas, the mountain people, and the undead of Madara.

The young man frowned deeply.

"Are you going to inform Miss Antitina?" Asked Meditia.

Brando shook his head, and Antitina stayed at the South Gate. The aristocrat had to supervise the mercenaries to pay the workers—the pay is settled with the cross-copper coins of the port of Hong Kong—each was a few copper That's it.

This money is not much, chat is better than nothing, it can be said that the symbol is more meaningful. The aristocracy's original intention was to save this money, but this was part of Roman's overall revival plan, which of course could not agree.

In the end, Antinina was so angry that she dragged the guy together and left it on the construction site. The thought of Brando here could not help but shake her head with a smile.

He thought of a young Roman who pretended not to know that he wanted to get rid of it, but unfortunately he was finally dragged back by the serious aristocratic lady who instructed him to return.

The Qianjin is different from him, even if the latter is pretending to be tearful, he can still be unmoved-although Antitina is probably the best girl besides Freya Close friends.

But in official affairs, the noble lady did not speak at all.

As soon as he thought of the little guy who often caused him headaches and helplessness in front of Antitina, he looked very distressed, and looked indifferent, Brando felt very interesting.

At the beginning, he was glad that he had escaped quickly, otherwise Little Roman must rely on him-although Antitina can promise to others, she can take this young lord a little There is no way.

Thinking of this, he shook his head with amusement, and returned to the matter with his mind. The young man patted the stationery: "In fact, I want to know more, who sent this information back?"

"What do you mean?"

"Generally, *** would not notice these mountain people, because they are too ordinary for this place, which means that the things we think of, the people who return the information must also think of it." Brando was a little strange.

He knows this because he has the knowledge and vision to transcend this world. In fact, if he hadn't talked to Shire about something in a chat, he wouldn't be able to see anything in the letter.

And besides him and Shire, others are even more-

So who is the sacred person who returns this letter?

Brando was wondering, but he noticed for a moment that the element of the message in front of him made him look at him with a whisper. The young man froze slightly and asked, "Do you have anything else?"

"Yes, sir ..." That element gave a strange look, and replied rudely, "Just now, sir has sent me another letter, saying it is for you."

"What happened to an envelope?" Brando asked, frowning, wondering what that guy was doing.

"Sir, do you want to watch?"

"Of course—" Brando said angrily. Since it was all told to him, could it not be seen? However, he stared at this element with some confusion, so how to look at each other's words seemed a bit out of place.

"That," but the other's face became even more weird. "Sir, can you turn back first?"

Looking back? Which one is this?

Before Brando had time to react, he saw the shadow of the gun flicker from his side, and Akane had stretched out a spear holder around the guy's neck.

"Take it out!" Akane said coldly.

That element was stunned, or he was obviously frightened, and then hesitated, but bitterly took out a strange creature under the robe-this was his enchanter.

Brando recognized the weird creature with just one glance, and of course everyone else too-because it was just a duck.

Use the duck to make a demon?

This time it wasn't just Brando. Even Akane and Meditis were holding back.

These three people are experienced players, one is the princess of the Silver Elf Empire, and the other is a mercenary who has participated in many battles. Most of them have dealt with various wizards, elements, and even witches. But even though they have seen all kinds of weird people.

But I have never seen a wizard using a duck as a demon.

Brando stayed for a while, then nodded in response: "Very good and very personal." In his impression, the wizard uses more all kinds of weird magicians, and the elements make most of them. Shouldn't elemental envoys use the fairies as enchantments?

"Master," the element said frowningly, "It doesn't matter to me. I didn't make a demon. This thing ... this thing was given by Lord Shire ... It was given to me by ducks. Talismans can bring luck. "

"It's really lucky," Brando had no choice but to help with his eccentric obsession. He shook his head and said, "What's your name?"

The first time he observed this guy carefully, in fact, the other person was just a young man about the same size as him, and he looked pretty handsome. However, after seeing this guy take out a duck as an enchanter, he felt how happy the other person felt. If he was born in his time, he would not be a comedian.

He looked back at Akane and Metisha. Akane was okay, but Metisha was obviously a bit funny.

"Sir, I used to be an apprentice. They called me a red pig."

"Red pig?"

"That's a name of Warcraft in my hometown--"

Brando knew it. He also remembered that more than thirty levels of monsters, with a violent temper and rough skin, and few people were willing to deal with that thing.

He took another look at the duck in the other's hand, coughed, and said a little funny: "It's better, you will follow me in the future-just I need an apprentice."

"Adult, do you need an apprentice?" That element stunned. "Adult, are you a wizard?"

"No," Brando shook his head. "I'm an elemental messenger. Don't ask nonsense anyway, just follow me--"

use element?

That person again, the element's presence can usually sense the existence of the other, especially the high-level element makes the low-level existence have an inherent oppression.

But he didn't feel the oppression of the young Lord Lord at all-there was only one possibility, that is, the opponent was weaker than himself, or similar to him.

But this element of possibility may make the apprentice dare not even think about it. The other party is the legendary omnipotent Lord Lord. He has only seen this Lord Lord several times before, but the other party ’s mysterious and powerful Legend has it that he has heard it many times.

But is it true that the opponent is not a swordsman in the golden realm? How did it become an element again?

The young man with the nickname "Red Pig" became more and more confused.

But Brando just waved at him, and he did need an apprentice—but not just an apprentice, but to prepare for another plan, which must now be on the agenda.

The appearance of the mountain people as enemies inexplicably made Brando feel urgent.

"That's it," he said, and glanced at the young man. "After you follow me, I'll give you a name—it's called Mo Duncan--"

"Magic Duncan?" The young man froze.

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