Vol 4 Chapter 46

After listening to Monica speaking in a mechanical tone, Brando was almost dumbfounded and couldn't help but blurt out and asked: "Valhalla is a copy of Babel! Monica, do you know the age of the gods s legend?"

Monica turned back to her spirits, shook her head, and her breath returned to normal. "No, Lord Lord, I don't know."

"Wait, how do you know this?"

"No, I don't know, but since the World Tree Fortress has been upgraded, as one of its heads, this knowledge seems to automatically come to my mind," the light spirit girl replied busyly: "How much more Yes, I can't say. "

Brando froze slightly, calming down: "In other words, Valhalla is most likely a creation from the age of the gods?"

"I'm not sure, Lord Lord."

"Forget it, at least know it's ours, anyway." Brando waved his hand and decided not to get tangled with these messy questions: "Let's go back to the original topic. In this case, I only intend to Build elven arrow towers on the road. So I only need to build twenty arrow towers, Monica. "

"I see, Lord Lord. But the Territory now needs more magic and material ratios, and the ones you previously assigned to us may not be enough." Monica replied respectfully, "Taking care of Lord Lord, Valhalla is growing fast. "

Brando gnawed his teeth, and Monica didn't mention it. As soon as he mentioned it, he remembered the mountainless colorless transparent crystals that he had seen under the world tree. These things are an example of the wealth consumed by this World Tree Fortress for half a year.

But this is just the beginning. Each arrow tower on the list needs to consume nearly 200,000 magic power and a huge amount of materials. Magic power can also be transformed with crystals, and materials must be transferred from the territory in the same way.

He couldn't help groaning: "From now on, the percentage of magic crystals produced by the Black Forest will be doubled from 20%. In terms of materials, I will let Yuta and Antitina Satisfy you first ... "

"Thank you very much, Lord Lord." Guangling Monica flew excitedly in the sky.

Obviously, she said so much before, in fact, just for this sentence.

But Brando actually knows better than her how the higher-level magic realm is a burnt item. The Elven Arrow Tower is just the beginning. With the Elven Arrow Tower. Archers and crossbow guns are needed first, followed by wizards and magic apprentices.

Each of these required money, Brando rubbed his forehead and asked, "How's the wind shooter training, Monica?"

"We are about to report here, Lord Lord." Monica replied immediately: "The Windslayer Hall has been constructed, and the first batch of soldiers trained were mainly tree spirits from the Ring of Tradewinds. Later, some from Elves in other places, such as some wind elf mercenaries and wild elf refugees from the north, but from the third batch. Humans are the main source of soldiers; but from the completion of training, the elves are still the best potential Wind shooter-- "

This was not unexpected by Brando, the number of elves was not much in the human world, let alone places like Toniger. As for the wizard's talent for archery is far superior to humans, this is also reasonable.

But when he heard Monica saying that there are now 465 tree elven shooters, 187 other elven shooters, and only 160 human shooters, Still can't help but hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Why are there so few humans? Is the elimination rate too high?"

"This is also a factor. Lord Lord."

A voice came in, and Brando turned to hear the familiar voice, and sure enough he saw Frou, who had a face on his face, came over. The wild elf girl came to him with a few rolls of parchment. Answered: "But the key reason is the weird lord you have set strange rules-you must be a girl to become a wind shooter-Tonigel's human beings are mostly refugees, women are few in number, and their physical and age are consistent. There are even fewer requirements, and the reason for the elimination rate is that it is naturally rare. "

Wild Elf's sister glanced at her Lord Lord-her outfit is now very different from before. Since the composition of the card as the White City Pioneer, her dress has also changed from the original mercenary uniform to a more formal element to make the robe, but the robe is still monochrome, which is because the level has dropped sharply-and then said gently: "Now everyone in the entire territory already knows your special hobby, Lord Lord. Although it is normal for a normal man to have such fantasies, Furuo also hopes that the Lord can pay attention to his reputation."

"What !?" Brando snapped. "When did I set such a rule?"

He suddenly thought of something and couldn't help running to the tree wall to see it. Sure enough, he saw a large group of elves and human shooters trained in the direction of the wind shooter hall on the ring road. They were all women. And they were all women with higher qualifications, and almost didn't bother him.

Brando hurriedly took a deep breath and turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

He never dreamed. Without asking Valhalla's development for a few months, this **** world tree fortress built him a real lady army. Of course, this is not to say that this is not good. Of course, Brando also hopes that his men can be pleasing to the eye, but as an army, men are indeed more convenient than women in many ways.

"This ..." Monica hesitated. He replied: "The Valhalla's wind shooter was originally the Princess Guard from the Silver Elves, so ..."

Brando suddenly shut up.

He certainly understands what the Silver Elf's Princess Guard is. The name Princess Guard does not actually mean that this army is the guard of the Silver Elf Princess. This name is actually a metaphor, because every soldier in this shooter army is the most outstanding woman of the Silver Elf.

According to the setting of the Amber Sword, it can even be said that this army is the Amazon female warrior in Warnd's history.

After listening to Monica's words, he couldn't help but hesitated for a moment, probably dreaming that he would not inherit such an army.

"Princess Guard," he asked subconsciously: "Is Valhalla's wind shooter as good as the historical Princess Guard?"

That's a level army of Silver Elves and Dragon King Cavalry.

"Of course not," but Monica immediately dismissed his expectations: "After all, the wind shooter is only the first level of Valhalla's unit, and it can only be described as a simplification of the Princess Guard in form."

"Then what ability does it have?" Brando asked.

"Lord Lord, you can see for yourself."

In fact, Monica didn't need to remind, Brando was already looking in that direction. On the lower ring road, behind the shooter's hall is a huge training field. The earliest batch of Tree Elf shooters were fighting each other in several batches. Brando immediately saw the stature of those elf women looming. In his cognition, only one type of spell effect has such a representation.

"Invisible?"

"Yes. Wind shooters are typical field forces. Their greatest ability is to be continuously invisible for a short time in the battle, or to sneak for a long time before the battle." Monica replied: "But now Valhalla's The wind shooter also comes with the Lord's own wind shooter armor designed by the Lord, so in fact they also have short flying and gliding capabilities-"

Martha is on!

After listening to Brando's heart, he couldn't help but have a pleasant surprise. It can be imagined how effective the stealth shooter is on the battlefield. One of the major shortcomings of a shooter on the battlefield is the lack of close combat ability, and it is easy to find. Generally speaking, once the archer's formation is approached by the cavalry, it may immediately collapse.

But the wind shooter is clearly completely different. They don't even need protection. Once approached, immediately use the flying ability provided by the Windslayer's cloak to open up the distance, and then use stealth to re-enter the cover and wait for the next shot.

day! Brando could imagine how terrible it was. But the only problem now is that the quantity is still too small, otherwise this war will be of great use.

Thinking of what he suddenly thought of here, he turned back and asked, "Fro, is there something new for Denel?"

"This time it's not, Lord Lord." Furuo replied with the same look: "This time it was news about a certain Madara Lord, and a guy who had received the favor of an adult from Silman had our messenger bring The news came back. As the Lord expected, the army of the undead had begun to gather in the Song area. "

"Blood stick." Brando slammed off the lord's interface, and he stood up: "The undead has begun. Then the time for Count Denel to start should also be faster. Time is faster than I expected It's a little bit earlier, and it seems there must be some new developments on the side of Archduke Enrique, which makes him feel imminent. "

"His Highness Princess asks when you are leaving? Lord Lord?" Furuo replied again.

"your Highness?"

Brando froze slightly, and there was a commotion from the square. He looked up, just to see His Royal Highness coming with a party from the Moon Tower-presumably they came to the square through the ring road into the lobby of the center of the world tree.

Her Royal Highness took several female officials past the center of the square, and she glanced at her younger brother, who was **** by the roots of the ancient tree. Brando then noticed that he had not reminded him for a while. His Royal Highness seemed to have succumbed to the tentacles of the tentacles, his face turned red, and the sword was shot out. ‘Jiaochuan’ staying there.

Seeing this, Princess Griffin frowned and shook her head slightly.

She walked to Brando, took a breath, and then greeted softly, "I haven't seen you in a few days, Mr Brando is still the same spirit."

"His Royal Highness ..." Brando was awkward. After all, torture someone else's brother, the future king of the kingdom, to this. It would be fine if Her Royal Highness did not see her, but she did not expect that she would be bumped into the opposite place without being checked.

"I'm not talking about this, Lord Count." Her Royal Highness shook her head, "I'm here to say goodbye to you. By the way, I want to ask, when are you going to leave for Viero?"

"Farewell?" Brando frowned.

"I plan to return to Vlada first. The envoys of Overwell and Lantonilan are still waiting for me. Besides, Mr. Aiko and his fiancee have already heard the news. They have already left for Wallenburg yesterday The Grand Duke Lantoni Ran entrusted him to act on behalf of Lantoni Ran this time-"She paused:" So there is not much time left for me. "

Brando was shocked. He was silent. In fact, he had just received the movement of the undead from Fro, and he knew that the time was ripe. But I did not expect the princess to come down so fast.

"Mr. Brando, are you going with me to Frada?" The half-elf princess paused and asked again.

Brando was naturally anxious to go with the princess. But he hesitated, and finally shook his head: "No, no need. Her Royal Highness. I have other things to do. You can go first and wait for me to meet you in Wallenburg."

Princess Griffin looked at him, and there was no surprise in her silver eyes. In fact she already knew where Brando was going to go, and she groaned: "Are you planning to bring those Cruzs?"

"Yes," Brando nodded, going to Frost Forest in a sense to help Cruz, so of course he had to bring these guys. But most of those Cruz Cavaliers are towing oil bottles. He thought about it and replied, "I just need to bring Lauren and her fiance, and Veronica should go there to meet me."

"Can you keep up?" The princess asked.

"Should be able." Brando nodded.

Although the Stained Forest Maze is a legendary copy, it is actually not large. Besides, he doesn't have to fight hard with the monsters inside. The best assumption is that Alek has got the Dragon Heart, and then he only needs to grab things from the cultists.

There is no psychological burden.

"Then I leave it to you," Princess Griffin looked at him, and the meaning of trust in his eyes was obvious. She whispered, "She will give it to you--"

"Relax, Her Royal Highness, Princess Magdale is also my friend."

"I see. Mr Brando, then I'm relieved."

"But I have another merciless request, Her Royal Highness." Brando suddenly said again. He looked at the future regent princess of Eruin. Hesitating, to be honest, he wasn't sure if the other party would agree to his request.

"Ok?"

"In fact, there are two requirements. First, I hope that Freya will command Vlada's army this time. Second, I hope that Prince Haruze will go to the Frost Forest with me this time."

As soon as Brando spoke, the surroundings quieted immediately.

The princess was silent for a moment: "The first request, I have said, Mr. Brando. The military command of both territories is your sole responsibility. As for who will be their commander, it is up to you."

"As for the second request ..." The half-elf girl was silent for a moment, after all, it was her only brother. She gave all hope that the other party would support the kingdom. Of course, she hoped that Haruze could be stronger, but this did not mean that she could easily put her brother at risk.

Although Brando doesn't say. But she also knew the dangers of frosting the forest. After all, it was still in the territory of the Eruin Kingdom. Most of the disasters in the province of Viero came from the direction of the needle hills. As a princess of a country, she could not have heard of these rumors.

"Can I know why?" She asked softly at last.

Brando hesitated. Of course, he can't say that he wants to take the little prince to brush up the equipment and gain a little experience, and at the same time, it is best to make him more autonomous. After thinking for a while, he finally answered:

"I think Haruze ... His Royal Highness Prince ... he needs a bit of discipline."

"Can't it be anywhere else?" Griffin frowned.

"Of course, but there is not much time left for us. Now that we have this opportunity, I think we should let go and let him go his own way."

Brando replied earnestly, and he looked back at the little prince who had been **** and asked, "His prince Haruze, are you afraid?"

"I ..." The little prince was about to cry, but he looked at his sister, then at this terrible teacher, and finally said pitifully: "I am not afraid of me ... "

Griffin couldn't help sighing at his brother's appearance. She certainly understood that her brother was not willing. But this is exactly what she did, and she nodded earnestly.

"I see, Mr. Brando, Haruze will leave it to you."

Haruzer looked at her sister in tears. At that moment, the guilty look made Brando suspect that he had not been taken from his sister, but had been abandoned by His Royal Highness.

But Her Royal Highness was obviously more stone-hearted than Brando imagined. She didn't even look at her brother and said to Brando, "Then I'm leaving, Brando."

Brando nodded, feeling slightly moved. There is no doubt that Haruzer is undoubtedly one of the most important people to her now. She surrendered the little prince to him, even more so than to give him the Keystone at that time.

It can be said that if something happened to Haruze, her persistence and hope would be of little value.

Brando looked back: "Fro, go and get Miss Freya to prepare, and we're ready to go."

He ordered concisely.

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(Ps: At the last moment of the update, the background of the starting point is actually stuck. I really want to strangle the starting point ... your strong babies are dead ...)

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