Vol 3 Chapter 303

303th Act Vortex Vii

Through the staggered piles of grain and water built like underground works, Jill quickly found the place where the three mysterious people buried the "treasure"; among the narrow paths, a huge The pocket lies quietly on the ground.

Gill and Cloth let out light, "Gill, shall we open it?"

"of course!"

The two took apart the rope indiscriminately, but the first thing exposed in the cloth bag was not the golden dazzling treasure, but a girl with a blank face and closed eyes, and they screamed together, like Back when I saw a ghost.

"Ah, ah! Gil, this is not a treasure!"

"Of course I know, my God, this must have been a murder! Martha was on top, but it happened under her eyelids. God testified that I didn't do anything!"

"Cloth, pull me. I'm scared. My legs are soft."

"Jill, it's the same with me. I'm not only frightened, my back is frightened." Bu said with a sad face, this is the first time he has seen a dead man since he was young.

"Don't bullshit, cloth, how could your back be frightened!"

"It's true, Jill, it's soft, and even the walls behind it feel soft ..."

"Nonsense, how could the wall become soft?"

"Really, let alone I said, that's just an illusion!" Seeing his companion reluctant to believe in himself, he answered angrily.

As long as his voice didn't fall, he heard a gentle voice behind him saying, "I don't think that's an illusion--it's because you lean on my feet."

"Ah!" Cloth screamed in shock, and when he looked back, he saw a young man who was wearing a black aristocratic gown and wearing a sword at his waist.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh am at am than now when Buh and Jill jumped up, they met a nobleman in a ghost place like a mouse and a cat. It has nothing to do with us. We just ... just meet it occasionally. Don't take us to the Port Authority ... "

"I'm just saying ... just saying, you can't be wrong with a good guy ..." Gill watched this quiet stranger appear quietly-although he was bold, he was punished for murder in Ampelsel It has always been severe enough to deprive Ampersel of his citizenship, confiscate all his properties and hang him.

Of course, the most severe thing here is to confiscate all the properties, at least in the opinion of Gil and Bu.

This is simply punishment for falling straight to hell.

The young man who suddenly appeared was naturally Brando, and he had half of the soul who passed through the 'future' in his body. He would not have known the tunnel underneath the temple; Logan designed and built the tunnel, which was originally designed as a fortification for the underground of the temple, but the temple later used it for a lot of rare things.

Authentic entrances and keys should be in the hands of the High Priest. Natural people are naturally not allowed to enter. But unfortunately, there is a task in the Amber Sword related to this tunnel, so this tunnel has an 'extra entrance'.

This unknown entrance, connected to a sewer, was one of the 'back doors' left by Loganin. During the offensive and defensive battle of Ampelsel in that year, players who were on the side of Eruin had repeatedly used this secret entrance to repeatedly defeat the Great Temple of Anderle under the control of Madara. Therefore, this secret path was also once Call it 'the lifeline of the temple'.

However, in this era, the descendants of the Rognin family who provided the task should still spend the day in Graywind Harbor, waiting for the call of fate. Brando has reason to believe that no one other than himself can know Such a secret way.

So he was taken aback when he saw Gil and Bu.

He had thought that Princess Magdale might have this authentic key in her hands. With her status beside Wood, Her Royal Highness had every chance to copy a key. Although doing so was inconsistent with her identity, with the princess's determined attitude of Haikou in front of him, Brando could guess this more or less.

However, he did not expect that he would encounter a pair of big fairies. He is very familiar with the group of big fairies. It can be said that they are hotbeds for thieves. Many of the players' famous nightingales are from this race.

They appeared here, and Brando knew what they were doing here.

It's really bold.

At this time Freya came out from behind Brando. The first thing she saw was, of course, the two noisy little guys. She couldn't help but stay there: "Brando, why are there two goblins?"

"No, we are not goblins! We are fairies!" Jill was out of anger at a glance. He could tolerate hanging, but he couldn't tolerate the slander of others as a goblin.

Although in Gond, goblins and leprechauns are indeed a large family of sperm creatures, but goblins are absolutely disdainful of being associated with dirty goblins. To them, goblins are all cavemen, or cavemen are ancestors of goblins.

"Fairy? Isn't Fairy small?" The future Valkyrie still stretched her hands a little bit, meaning that the Fairy wasn't just a small man one or two inches long, and she had beautiful wings.

"That's a forest goblin, we're big goblins!" Gil replied unequivocally, but his tone couldn't help but be a bit frustrated; just like a goblin looking at a goblin, a big goblin is indeed lower than a goblin in the forest. Several levels.

"That's it, ah-" Freya nodded, but suddenly she saw the pockets behind the two goblins, her face paled: "Princess Magdalen!"

Brando's complexion also changed. He didn't wait for Gil to say, so he separated the two of them and pressed his hand on Princess Antobro's neck—the temperature was cold, but still soft, but he could not feel the pulse— —Where Brando had learned battlefield first aid at Freya, of course, he knew what that meant, but he didn't give up, he called up a virtual light screen, and suddenly his heart was cold.

A line of icy characters on the fluorescent screen:

Name: Magdale? Armand Lodur? De? Antobroz

race:? ? ?

Gender: Female

Status: Dead

The sword hurt his heart, almost passing through his chest. Human beings are harmed in this way, even if one foot crosses into the realm of elements, it will surely die, let alone Princess Magdale is just an ordinary person ...

Brando's hands trembled slightly, his face glooming. Princess Magdalen didn't meet him much, whether in this world or in the game, but the nun princess left him a very good impression in just a few meetings, being gentle and gentle Courteous, but without the faults of an ordinary lady of nobility, not old-fashioned and indifferent, and even some hospitality; the most precious thing is that in the aristocratic circle of ill-intentioned lords, she did not have a bit of bad habits, even in Eruin In the darkest days with the temple, she still maintained the purest heart.

For the sake of friendship and firmness of their own beliefs, even in such a modern society where spiritual civilization is more developed, there are very few. Although Her Royal Highness Princess Antobreau is a believer, she believes in true truth, the most glorious side of the human heart.

Freya crouched silently beside Brando. This was not the first person sacrificed in this political struggle, but she was the person she had always been most familiar with-and Her Royal Highness's A close friend, a kind and gentle **** weekdays, is lying there so coldly that she has become a body.

This shock made her bite her lips tightly.

Brando sighed and stretched out his hand to smooth out the princess's hair, which had been messed up due to a fight during his lifetime, so as to make the other party look more peaceful.

"Brando ..." The voice of the future Valkyrie was a little trembling. She didn't see death, but she couldn't understand why she wanted to kill herself to this extent.

Isn't the nun princess always the most pious believer to the temple?

Brando shook his head, and there was some doubt in his heart. This result was beyond his expectation. He wanted to come, and even if Magdalen was exposed, he would be under house arrest at most. How could the other party play this poisoned hand and how dare to attack the poisoned hand? The fierce reaction of the opponent was beyond him. Expected.

But he couldn't figure out a clue for a moment, but his mind was like a mess.

He was never a sane to indifferent person in the eyes of others-this is the exact opposite of most aristocrats in this land. The aristocrats appreciate this cold reason, and even think that this is the necessary excellence of a good lord. Pros-But Brando is incompatible with this quality.

It was a long time before he returned to God. Looking back, he stared coldly at Bu and Jill: "Look at what you have done, you murdered a princess of another country on the land of Eruin. You know how big a mistake you made, and it is even possible Provoke a war— "

"I have to arrest and deport you, and only then can I calm the anger that is coming to my neighbors ..." Brando tried to keep his tone cold and business-like, although he was as heavy as suffocating in his heart.

Both Gil and Bu, stared coldly by Brando, turned blue. Although they did not know what the young aristocrat meant, it sounded terrible anyway, it was war, it was The anger calmed, and the two little boys couldn't help but startled.

In particular, Freya, who was standing in the Eruin uniform while he was standing, made the threat seem convincing. Although Freya wore the uniform of the Guards, two big fairies could not tell the difference between the soldiers of the Guards and the Port Authority.

To them, Brando was the terrible killer who would arrest them.

Freya knew that Magdale could not have been killed by these two little guys, but they were here, maybe they knew something. She knew that Brando was using the other party's words. Although it was a bit unbearable to see Jill and Bu being as scared as possible, she had to harden her heart when she thought of Princess Magdale's tragic death.

Bu and Jill were scared to say nothing until Brando added: "Of course, these punitive measures also include the confiscation of all your property-including those you buried in the forest outside the city. "

"No, how do you know!" Gill was frightened, and every time the port court confiscated all their stolen goods, in fact there was only a very small part of it, because the goblin had a habit of burying property. They generally choose an unknown and fixed place to bury their property. Usually, a group chooses a place. Only the big fairy will know which places have which ‘ethnic’ treasures.

But Brando is an exception.

"No, no, I mean, it's none of our business, you can't do this ..." Gil and cloth were in a hurry. If they were just scared before, this time they were really restless.

Especially when they think that their property is in danger.

"It's none of your business?" Brando raised his tone, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're here to steal things?"

"No, we're here to steal things." Bu immediately confessed his criminal behavior like a bean, and Jill, anxious, wanted to gag his mouth.

"Very well," Brando said coldly, "according to Ampel's law, stealing is also punished by half of the entire property, and you have to stay in prison for one year. Should you all know this?"

"Oh no ..." I regretted it after a while. Although not all the property was confiscated, half of it was enough for them. In particular, this time it is half of the 'real' property.

"But there is still a chance to make up for it." Brando said quickly. "Now you are involved in a murder case. If you can provide some useful clues, maybe I will consider reducing your sentencing as appropriate."

When Brando said this, he seemed to be an official, but the two fairies did not consider what legal procedures were required to become an official, or whether the trial of their theft here was inconsistent. In accordance with the rules, in their opinion, a nobleman must have the right to shout and kill them.

The two nodded quickly.

"Good, tell me how did you find her?" Brando asked.

"She? No, sir, we just found a pocket, don't we know that this ... Her Royal Highness is in it," Gil replied quickly.

"A pocket?"

"Yes," Jill quickly revealed everything he had seen before, for fear of any omissions that made this 'Master Judge' angry and change his original intention. It is conceivable that since the other party could reduce their Sentencing can naturally be aggravated, right?

For a while, Jill admired his little cleverness. His turquoise eyes moved fast, and for a while he even remembered some details that he hadn't noticed before.

"Three people? Can you imitate their tone?"

"Brando?" Freya stunned slightly. She looked at Brando strangely, and it was absolutely unnecessary. To be honest, the tone and the way of speaking between the nobles are actually similar. It is impossible to distinguish who the other party is from the conversation-especially without knowing who the other party is.

But Brando shook his head slightly, signalling that she didn't need to worry. He frowned slightly, his thoughts had never been clearer. Magdale's encounter really angered him, and this time, those behind the scenes were destined to face his anger.

Oral skills are one of the professional skills of night thieves, and Gill is naturally in this position. He imitated the tone and tone of the first man, and Brando understood, "Morros," he said silently.

"next."

"You Xi."

"Next."

"This guy doesn't seem to know, but it sounds like a soldier; the Hong Kong Guards should not have come with the temple, and besides, Meros and You Xi would not believe them, they should be from the major legions. Count Vitokin Confidant? "Brando frowned, and Freya's previous concerns were not a problem for him, and the average person couldn't hear it, but it didn't mean he couldn't hear it.

Those who dare to take action against Magdale will certainly not be unknown puppets, they must be those who have come to the fore. There are only a few of these people in Eruin. They are all very familiar to Brando in history. Their tone is distinctive to him.

Coupled with the killing of Princess Magdale, even the temple cannot be covered. Therefore, the fewer people you know, the better. Those who do it will definitely do it themselves, and will not fake it to others.

As soon as he heard Jill's description, he should prove the guess in his mind-it really is.

Brando had a sneer on his face, and it was all in his eyes. Freya looked at him and couldn't help but pause for a moment: "Brando, do you know?"

She's a little weird, and although Brando's ability to convince her has nothing that the other party can't do, it's too strange now. Is there anyone in this world who is born omnipotent?

This thought only existed in the heart of the future Valkyrie, but she immediately saw the pale face of Princess Magdalen, and she felt a sorrow under her heart, faintly understanding the reason for Brando's anger.

"Brando ..." she called faintly sadly.

But Brando patted her hand and whispered, "Don't worry, Princess Magdalen's affairs can still be recovered. However, this time I must make those who secretly perform conspiracy and trickery get a lifelong unforgettable experience. Lessons."

In the last few words, he squeezed his teeth out of his teeth.

"Ah!" Freya paused, couldn't help but looked up at her companion in disbelief: "Princess she ... she ..."

Brando nodded earnestly. This was not comfort, but something he had suddenly remembered before.

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(Ps: I went back to my hometown during the day yesterday, and added a 5,000-word chapter today. I will try to stabilize as much as possible, although I have broken for so long, but I still hope that everyone will support me as always, I will naturally return with better quality Everyone, thank you.)

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