The Black Rose of Roman Tuo was retreating north. This was the second time Brando had heard similar news in a month, but the situation in the news seemed to be worse. The defeat of the undead at Rosaleen seemed to have led to their defeat on the entire front. The battle that Lady White Fog witnessed a week ago in the south of Sopa Lache was not too far away.
The Crystal Army might have even been stationed in an area near Sopa Lache. Of course, they might also be heading in the direction of Lubic, because Lady White Fog said that she and the undead retreated in the opposite direction. If the army of the undead retreated all the way along the southern part of the Sea of the Dead Moon, the Crystal Army might also pursue them in that direction.
"What legend?" he asked.
"In the era of the Miirnas, some ancient legends mentioned that the Lost Names marched around Wohnde to protect the world."
"What, how is that possible?"
"This legend is a bit old. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. It has been circulating on the earth for a long time in the era of the Miirnas. Brando, think about it carefully, how did the Lost Names march around Wohnde?"
Brando recalled the route of the Lost Names and found that whether it was in Erouine, Cruz, or somewhere else, it just separated the land of Order from the Black Forest. Although there were some places that were not like this, most of those places were territories that humans later opened up, such as the southern part of Erouine.
"It's very special. You want to say that the Lost Names came from the war between the undead and the Crystal Army, Lady White Fog?"
"The war between the undead and the Crystal Army?" Lady White Fog jumped onto the exhaust pipe of the stove and looked down at him. "Brendel, do you know why I'm suddenly talking to you about these irrelevant things? Because I want you to go through this fog and see for yourself the battlefield of this war. "
Brando was stunned. He did not expect Lady White Fog to suddenly mention this. Shouldn't they be discussing how to safely avoid the fog?
"I don't quite understand …" He frowned and asked.
"You will understand. Aren't you curious as to why the Silver Queen is so hysterical? Haven't you been searching for the truth of what happened to your grandfather sixty years ago? Perhaps when you see that scene, you will understand."
She took two elegant steps on the exhaust pipe, curled her tail, and said in a unique tone, "… Since we came to this place, I've been thinking about why we came here. We entered the Elemental Frontier from Rushta. Even if the flow of magic deviated, it shouldn't have sent us out of the World of Order — tens of thousands of miles away from Wohnde."
"… Until I saw that war, I had a thought in my mind. Perhaps there was a will that was hinting something to me. Perhaps it was Lady Tata, the Dragon Queen, the Witch Empress, or perhaps it was an even greater will. But none of this is important. Brando — this thought became extremely clear the moment I saw you."
"Do you know what that is?"
Brando looked at her silently.
Speaking of this, Lady White Fog turned around and looked at Brando. The prismatic pupils in her eyes were vertical. "I came to this era with a mission. I know everything that happened in that era. But now, very few people are familiar with that history. The sages left many words for the future generations. I think it's time to tell you some of the truth. "
Brando lowered his head as if he was thinking.
"Are you serious, Lady White Fog?" He looked up again and asked, "You want us to go through that fog?"
"Brando, have I ever lied to you?"
"I understand. I trust you, Lady White Fog. But what about the others? They have nothing to do with this."
Lady White Fog jumped down from the exhaust pipe and landed lightly on the ground. She looked up at him and said, "Do you really think they have nothing to do with this?"
Brando shut his mouth.
"Take them all to see, Brando," Lady White Fog said, "You're not the savior, and neither is Odin. He just told me that he understood it too late. Everyone has to learn how to save themselves, but before that, they have to understand what kind of danger they're in."
Brando did not expect that he would get such an answer, but there seemed to be no better way. He knew that Lady White Fog would not lie to him. She was the spirit of an ancient witch from an era ago. No one here knew more about this mysterious knowledge than she did. He could only trust her for now, unless he stubbornly found his own way. But Brando was never that kind of person. He thought for a while and decided to follow this path.
Lady White Fog seemed to want to show everyone something. He had some guesses, but everything could only be revealed after he saw it. Subconsciously, he did not want to believe it.
Because if all of this was true, then it would be too hopeless.
Brando returned to the team with this thought. Incirsta and Tarkus had been waiting for a long time, but the thing the undead did not lack the most was time. They had almost an eternity to wait, and did not have the worries of mortals.
On the other hand, the people on the Phantom Chariot's side were a little anxious. This anxiety did not only come from the uneasy waiting, but also from the fear of an unknown fate. This was especially obvious in the leaders. Fang Qi and the two Phantom Chariot elders did not seem to be afraid, because they knew their situation better. Influenced by them, the servants were more or less performing much better than the sailors.
When Brando returned to the team, Incirsta had gotten to know Metisha, the little Silver Elf princess. His attitude was surprisingly good, and he even asked about Metisha's past experiences. However, it was not because the little princess was a rare beauty, but because Metisha's cavemen and tree elf guards fought against Madara at the end of the First War of the Black Rose. Her opponent was the rising star of the Dead Moon Empire.
The temporary beauty of humans was so fragile in the eyes of eternity. Even the elves were just bones that rotted slower. However, a good commander knew how to respect an equally good opponent, because only the latter could show the value of their existence.
In comparison, beauties like Hipamira and Princess Magadal were much duller in the eyes of Incirsta. They were just names or code names, and did not attract his attention.
On the other hand, Fang Qi was very attentive, but when he saw Brando appear, his face immediately fell, and he obediently hid in a corner. Obviously, the experience in Port Gussel had left a psychological shadow on this proud son of heaven.
Brendel ordered everyone to regroup and set off, but he dismissed the pirates under White Mist's command. These people had committed all sorts of crimes, and he really did not want to bring them along. He did not immediately execute them because they had helped White Mist a lot in the past few days.
However, the pirates did not think that Brando's dismissal of them was an act of abandonment. Instead, it was as if they had been pardoned. Obviously, they did not have a good time under Lady White Mist.
White Mist walked out of the cave and looked at the pirates from afar. Her eyes were full of pity. These people did not understand that sometimes, freedom was not a good thing. However, becoming a nameless person could be considered a process of atonement for their past sins.
From this point of view, it was not a bad thing.
She came to Brando's side, and the prime minister's daughter, who was standing behind Brando, bent down and picked her up from the ground. She praised, "So elegant."
White Mist snorted softly, "Hmph, you don't have to deliberately flatter me."
"I need to find a backer, or else Miss Metisha will always want to kill me."
"She won't kill you. Don't think of everyone like you."
"She swore an oath of vengeance."
"You asked for it."
"Doesn't Lady White Mist need a full-time servant?"
White Mist sighed, "Do you know how to comb?"
"A little. I have a cat at home."
"Don't compare me to them —"
"Thank you."
"Don't cause too much trouble for Brando."
"Why would I? I'm already his woman."
"That's one of the problems."
The lady's voice replied in a bad mood.
The march in the dark lasted for two days.
It was the morning of the third day when they left the underground caves of the pirate's lair. The size of the underground caves was beyond Brando's expectations. He even suspected that some areas in the depths of the caves might be connected to the beehive. The area of the underground world of Jorgendy Ridge was not inferior to Wohnde itself. It was normal for it to extend to both sides of the Taowu Strait.
Unfortunately, no one could answer this question, and it was unlikely for him to verify it.
The exit of the underground caves of the pirate's lair was located in a valley. In fact, the pirates rarely used this exit because it was too far away. The path here had not been used for many years, and it was occupied by a nest of giant spiders. Although these things did not cause any trouble for Brando, they frightened the women in the group.
Other than Hipamira, even Metisha's face was a little ugly when they left the dark underground. Delfien, an ordinary person, was even paler, as if she was seriously ill. She had recovered from the injuries she suffered in the Elemental Frontier after becoming a Card of Fate, but now it was as if time had turned back.
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