"So this place is called Rosaleen, and Madara is to the northwest? How far is this place from Nine Phoenix? "
Brendel sat on a toppled carriage and took a water pouch from a respectful guard. He took a sip, and the water was mixed with the sweet taste of strong liquor and the fragrance of some kind of grass. It seeped into his dry throat that felt like it was about to burn, and it immediately made him feel refreshed.
He did not drink in the past, but after coming to this world, his habits changed a lot. According to the Saint-ausol, he had changed from a boy to a man. He scoffed at this saying because he knew that a certain Elven lady loved alcohol as much as her life. This was just an excuse for her to express her stance on alcohol.
Brando looked into the distance. The night was cold as water, and a gentle breeze blew past the messy caravan camp on the banks of the Qiusangze River, bringing with it a sense of desolation.
The goods on the carriages were scattered all over the ground. The guards had to think of a way to pick up the black crystals one by one and gather the carriages that were not damaged. Even though they had repaired some of the carriages at the last minute, there were still more than a third of the original number. A large amount of black crystals could only be piled up on the ground like a small mountain.
The black surface of the crystals shimmered dimly under the light of the fire.
He already knew that these people were merchants on this road. In many places in Vaunte, there was no difference between merchants and bandits. In civilized areas, they behaved well, but once they were in the wilderness, killing and robbing happened from time to time, and no one could do anything about it.
From the aura of these people, it was obvious that they had done such things before.
According to them, they traded between Rosaleen and Tormulo mainly with the spirits of the dead. The spirits of the dead were the spirits of Madara. These people also knew the name of the Roman Tuo Black Rose, but according to their description, this place was south of the Sea of the Dead Moon, but they did not know the exact location.
This place should be near the Nine Phoenixes, but he knew nothing about the name 'Rosaleen', nor did he know anything about the Swift Plains across the Taowu Strait. All he knew about the Nine Phoenixes was its name and many legends.
Nine Phoenix had trade relations with Erouine, Cruz, and Saint-ausol, but the geographical distance between them was too far. The ships might not be able to reach them even once in a year. More importantly, there were no players in Nine Phoenix.
This place should be south or east of Madara, but he did not know where Tormulo was. According to their description, this place was ruled by a dark noble. The lord was a human dark noble, but he was not a necromancer. He was more like a human Black Knight.
The vast Sea of the Dead Moon shaped the spirit of Madara. In the west and north of the Sea of the Dead Moon, the spirits of the dead had established 14 large territories. Brando knew about these territories and their lords very well. However, on the other side of the Sea of the Dead Moon, the situation was different. Even the spirits of the dead themselves did not know where the borders of the Black Rose of Bramanto were located.
Using the term 'territory' was not very accurate. This was because when the Empire was established, the Kingdom of Darkness was a loose concept. The spirits of the dead had their own way of governing. Their territories could extend to areas where no civilization had ever set foot on, but they did not have a real sense of management over these lands.
Even the ruler of the Empire who held the mercury staff did not know if there were any exiled spirits of the dead in the endless wilderness south of the Sea of the Dead Moon. Therefore, it was normal for Brando to not know much about this place.
Just like how he had never heard of the Border of the Black Rose, the Field of Bones, the war between the spirits of the dead and the Crystal, and the history of all aspects of this underworld. After all, the knowledge of people was limited by their vision, and there was a limit to it.
However, when these people mentioned the war between the spirits of the dead and the Crystal, which was what they called the monsters, it reminded him of something.
In history, in the second War of the Black Rose, the ruler of Madara had mobilized mercenaries from the Sea of the Dead Moon to participate in the war. These dark mercenaries had been through hundreds of battles and caused a lot of trouble for the players of Erouine, but the players knew very little about them.
Now it seemed that these dark mercenaries should have come from the Field of Bones. This news made Brando a little excited. Since the will of the mercury staff could affect this place, it meant that it was not too far away from the core area of Madara.
However, to pass through Madara or to take a boat back to Wohnde through the Nine Phoenix, this still needed to be considered.
After all, he did not expect that the space-time rift would send him to this remote area in The Amber Sword.
He raised his head, and his eyes fell on the leaders of the caravans who were somewhat in awe of him, or rather, fear. He already knew that the leader was called Na Xin, and not far from him were two people of the Nine Phoenix, one was surnamed Liu, and the others called him Mr. Liu, and the other little girl was called Phoenix Flame.
Phoenix Flame.
This was the surname of the Nine Phoenix royal family. Brando knew about this because Aike's fiancée, Yura, was also a descendant of the Jade Phoenix family. The blind girl's original name was Huang Yu, and it was no secret in later generations.
And these two people were not simple. Mr. Liu should be the little girl's guard. Both of them had the strength of Elemental Activation, and the former had already touched the threshold of Elemental Enlightenment.
Such people, even in countries like Cruz and Fanzin, were second to none.
And the little girl looked even more childish, but she had already stepped into the Elemental Activation Realm. This talent really shocked Brando a little. After all, he had the System on. Ordinary geniuses would have to be at least 30 years old to set foot in this field. Compared to this little girl named Phoenix Flame, Gretel, in history, was nothing.
Such a person could not be a nameless person in history. It was just that he knew too little about the Nine Phoenix, so he could only secretly keep an eye on her.
However, he was a little surprised that with Phoenix Flame's talent, she should be a Chosen One, but the latter had no flaws. Her intelligence was normal, and her EQ was also very high. Although she was a little mature for her age, if this was a flaw, then Martha was a little too biased.
With such doubts in his heart, he looked at the others. With his current strength, he could see that the caravan's strength was around the Silver level. This strength was not worth mentioning in his eyes, but it was a little eye-catching when placed next to a smuggler.
In Erouine, the strength of a Silver level was enough to become a Knight by the side of some lords. Even in a few big empires, they could become a mercenary with status. It would not be a problem for them to even get the position of a lieutenant in a regular army. There was really no reason for them to become fugitives.
In other words, if this caravan was not special, it could only mean that the average strength of the Rosaleen area might be higher than that of the empires.
Of course, to these people, Rosaleen did not seem to be a prosperous area, and the population was not large. Similar places could be found in Saint-ausol and Cruz, because the people there worshipped martial arts, and their strength might be far higher than that of the other places.
However, Brando could make out some clues from these people's descriptions. Rosaleen and the Swift Plains faced each other across the Taowu Strait. This place actually had no connection with Madara, and was more influenced by the Nine-Phoenix culture. However, this border area was much more barren than the Swift Plains.
This showed that the strength of the Rosaleen lord could not be compared to the other lords of the Swift Plains. Otherwise, the latter would not have any reason to guard this barren place. After asking, he found out that the ancestors of this lord had migrated across the strait to this place 170 years ago.
As for why they migrated here, the reason was self-evident.
However, this was far from over. Brando found out from Na Xin's description that the Swift Plains was not even close to the Nine-Phoenix. To the rich and powerful people of the Nine-Phoenix, the disputes in these border areas had nothing to do with them. It was not because they were arrogant, but because they did not pose a threat.
Hearing this, Brando had a rough idea of the Nine-Phoenix's strength. He thought to himself that it was no wonder the spirits of the dead did not expand to the east. After all, the skeletons of Madara were not brainless zombies.
However, Na Xin's words made him feel a little troubled. Rosaleen and the Swift Plains faced each other across the sea, and the Swift Plains was not within the territory of the Nine-Phoenix. If the distance between the two was too far, then he had to seriously consider the feasibility of taking a boat from the Nine-Phoenix back to Wohnde.
To be honest, he did not really want to return via Madara. Other than emotional factors, the hostility of the spirits of the dead towards the living was also a problem. Furthermore, crossing the Dead Moon's territory by land required more time and preparation than by sea. There would be many dangers along the way. Even if he was not afraid of these dangers, he knew that the second War of the Black Rose between Erouine and Madara was imminent.
Furthermore, he did not know how long the seal that Miss Tata and the rest sacrificed their lives to complete would last. He was burning with anxiety and could not afford to waste too much time on the road.
Seeing him frown slightly as he sat in the carriage, no one dared to speak. They had not even asked about Brando's identity, because the scattered corpses of the monsters outside the camp were the best proof of this young man's identity.
There were close to a hundred monsters, and all of them had died under this young man's sword. Thinking back to that scene, the guards in the caravan did not know if they were dazzled or frightened.
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