Vol 3 Chapter 212

Act 212 in Preparation for War (1)

"Huh?" Brando stepped out of the wind-filled wind wall outside the Ring of Tradewinds, "What's wrong?" Veronica asked, looking back.

"Nothing." Brando shook his head, and as soon as he stepped out of the wind wall, he sensed a connection with his summons. Metisha and Shire reported almost immediately what was happening over the territory. However, within a day, there was movement in the direction of Pallas. At this time, the harsh winter of Eruin had not completely disappeared, and Count Deneer's hands were earlier than Brando expected.

In the telephonic call, he made Metty praise the little Roman, but did not show much surprise at the news. Fir collars prepared for this war for several months, waiting for this day, Besides, with the work he had done before, it would be too fake if he could not support the first few weeks of the war. He also instructed Shire to ask the young mage servant to continue to urge the druids in the territory to strengthen the line of defense along the river Gris, and then let him know the development of the situation at any time after the war began.

Brando suddenly discovered that the ability of the Mage Brigade's spiritual connection was really abnormal, and it could provide him with the ability to remotely command the battlefield. Although some magical items can also achieve the same effect, in the low intensity of Eruin During the war, obviously the two warring parties could not afford the price.

But then he immediately sensed a weak call that shouldn't exist— "Medfis?" Brando couldn't believe it. He saw the blood appearing in front of him, the black dress was broken and even the incense "So cute must be a boy" 'girl' with shoulders exposed. Lying in a gravel, Madoffis seemed to be in a coma. 'She' seemed to climb up from below the gorge. Perhaps he thought Brando was still there, but he was exhausted and lost consciousness all the way up here. .

But at this moment it felt like Brando's call—perhaps because of the special connection between the summoned object and the travelling mage—the next moment, Medfis woke up and blinked.

'Girl' Wen Jing's face appeared as if she was dreaming. Although the white face was covered with blood stains, it still glowed at once: "Master, you finally found me, I'm looking for you long time."

Brando then understood that it turned out that Modesfis did not enter the cemetery after being beaten by Andesa, but lost contact with each other because both sides entered the mist below. It is not surprising to think about it. At that time, Modifis had approached Veronica after strengthening his strength several times. How could it be so easy to hang up. Later, presumably because after the reset phase of the card every day, the strength recovered, so it was halfway to the coma. Seeing that the vampire puppet was still there, Brando couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Modefis was originally a gold-level combat power, and he could achieve the above elements at any time by sacrificing. It is equivalent to a powerful boost.

However, Brando still has no way to regard his summons as just cards. When he saw the girl, he couldn't help but ask a little guilt: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay," Modesfis shook his head, just a little blush, and said embarrassedly, "It's just a little hungry, Lord."

So in the redness of Akane's face and Fayna's weird eyes, Brando had two more sweet tooth marks on his neck.

"Wait, you can't bite your neck--!" No matter how much she looks like a woman, but being bitten by a man holding her neck, Brando was a little unacceptable. But he didn't expect that Medfis's speed was so fast that he didn't even react. The blood was originally good at speed. At the time, Andesa was approached by her with two levels of strength. Not to mention that at this moment Brando is in the middle and upper reaches of gold.

But Murphy showed a smile with two cute little fangs, and blushed and replied, "Because Murphy suffered a serious injury, the blood of the master's arteries was needed, and the master's The blood is delicious ... "

For such an answer, Brando had no choice but to ask Cangtian, and that it was indeed because of this that he suffered such a serious injury. Therefore, he could only order this pseudo-mother vampire to not approach his neck unless he was allowed.

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Brando asked angrily, he didn't expect that Medfis was so fast that he didn't even react. However, the blood was originally an undead who grew up at a speed. At that time, Andesa was also approached by ‘her’ with two levels of strength higher than ‘her’, let alone Brando, who was in the middle and upper reaches of gold.

For several hours Brando has been quietly extracting the remaining power from Mavic Carter's book, but Veronica and Mephiste are on the side. He dare not make it too obvious, and keeps it for almost an hour. The speed of experience, even so, because he had pumped tens of thousands of dollars before, so it was enough for him to advance to the next level.

The small episode quickly subsided. However, in order to meet the next challenge from the north, the enhancement of his own strength Brando is still willing to see. A day later, the group finally left the valley and returned to the Wolf's Pass.

At this moment, the horror scene of the wolf can't see the terrible scene of the day. After the tinder was ignited, the order around the ring of the wind of wind is slowly being rebuilt. At this moment, the Black Forest ushered in the first morning in many days. It was a little quiet, with clear dew on the leaves, but everything seemed peaceful and peaceful.

Whether under the Cruz, the Eruin or the surviving tree elves, centaurs under St. White Rock, Brando, Veronica and others have been gone for days, and here they are at this moment. There was a commotion in the makeshift camp.

The first thing Brando saw was Antietina, who was rushing in. She was followed by Flo and her sister. Tia was resurrected at the time of reset, but others did n’t know it, only thinking that the little girl was Lost and found it myself.

"Master Lord!" The girl was wearing the fur robe, and she stood in front of Brando, exhaling lightly, no matter how calm her appearance, she couldn't hide the relaxation and joy in her eyes.

"I'm back." Brando didn't miss the tired look of Antitina, but for the girl he trusted most, his answer was just a slight nod.

This is enough. He and Antitina are actually very similar people, sober-minded, able to understand each other's thoughts. As the best partner, sometimes they do n’t need to talk too much to understand each other ’s meaning, which is unreserved. trust.

Even if the emperor of the Cruz empire values ​​her talents and hires the girl in person, she may not be willing to leave here. Because she believed that no one but Brando could give her this trust and understanding. That kind of trust, Antitina has begun to believe in transcending the hazy love between men and women, it is purely a spiritual need and dependence.

Brando didn't ask more, and he looked up at St. Whitehead. The young man named Sir Mintel, whose name was Caglis, smiled and bowed to him with a smile-this was almost a courtesy, this young man who was supposed to be on the aristocratic side, Now choose to fight for another belief. In these months of fighting, including his performance in the wolf tide, he has won basic trust here in Brando.

With the foundation of trust, everything is there.

Behind Caglios, the young people from Eruin-who were still childish and even had aristocratic children-but after experiencing woe, these young people seemed to be in a turbulent history. Having found his own direction, they have reborn and have matured and resolute in their looks.

"Master Lord!" The young people saw Brando and his group walk out of the forest, and they were all quiet. The story of the past few days is like a legend, experienced by them. Brando went deep into the ring of trade wind alone, and ignited the tinder at the most critical moment. The moment the wolf wore finally disappeared, they saw it with their own eyes. Such a spectacular scene, as if everyone heard the loud noise of the intersection of history and the future.

Just a day ago, the druids of the Green Tower also sent people to express their gratitude. After the druids, the mercenaries and other people who survived the force, in addition to the envoys of other countries, or more At least came to express gratitude-not to Cruz, but to them. This confirms the young people's speculations-just that night, when a beam of light representing order disappeared into the storm, only one person lit the beacon of this world!

This time Eruin was the protagonist, and even the Cruz Empire had to stand aside.

Brando certainly didn't know that his behavior had won many potential friends for himself. Those big and small forces that survived the woe were more or less favored by him-you can't imagine a person in despair. Among them was the gratitude that came from being helped by a stranger.

At the moment when the woe was the most violent, everyone thought that darkness had completely overwhelmed the light, and even the last trace of order was of course gone, and the lights of the Green Tower were about to go out. But when that beam of dawn-like light flashed from the eyes and completely dispelled the darkness, everyone had a common question in their hearts-what was it?

But when they learned about Brando's plan from the druid, the shock in everyone's heart was beyond words. Of course, this sudden shock and gratitude may be temporary, but in any case, when Brando is dealing with these people in the future, this moment of gratitude will win him a lot of impression points.

This is a huge gain.

But Brando didn't know it at the moment, he just felt that these young people were a little too quiet when they saw themselves. His prestige among these young people was also very high, but that was the majesty of the lord, but at this moment, the young people looked at him as if they were looking at their king.

If one day they become knights, they will respond to Brando's call to fight for a heroic king, which is the dream of countless young knights. After the Four Saints, there was only one such king in the past, that is, the Eruin's predecessor, Ek, but the Sri Lankans have passed away, and Vond has called for heroes for a century.

Looking at these young people, Brando was satisfied, and the prototype of the White Lion Legion was now-he took a step forward, holding the hilt of his earth's sword with his right hand, and said calmly:

"The wolf disaster is over, but your real enemy is close at hand, and now I am with the team, ready to return to the Green Tower-Long live Eluin."

"Long live Eruin!"

It's boiling.