"Sir Count, I promised my old partner to take care of Sebas. I'm still a man, so I have to keep my promise. Now that Sebas has disappeared, I know that this damned fog is very strange. You don't have any obligations, but I want to leave alone and go to the place from yesterday to take a look. Even if I lose my life, I can at least give my old partner an explanation."
Na Xin furrowed his brows. Clearly, he had already prepared an excuse. When he saw Brando, he immediately said it. He carried a bow on his back and wore the clothes of a smuggler. His head was wrapped in a scarf, and he wore a pair of deerskin boots. A black dagger hung from his waist.
"Where is that place?" Brando asked.
"Sebas said that he saw a forest in the fog. When I was young, I heard about the legends of those ghosts who had lost their names. I told him not to meddle. Besides, how could there be a forest in the fog? I remember that place. If I went there alone, it would only take me half a day to reach it. "
"Did he go in?"
"No. Sebas disappeared at night. Around eight or nine o 'clock, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He kept talking about the forest to me. He complained that I didn't tell you about the forest. He said that with a reference, we might not have to go around in circles in this fog. However, he was still a young man. How could he know? He didn't understand that some things couldn't be said casually. I reprimanded him and told him not to let his imagination run wild and go to sleep, but he didn't agree. When I turned around, there was no trace of him in the tent. "
Na Xin's throat trembled, revealing a frightened expression. "I was afraid that he would run out alone and do something stupid. At that time, I thought that he had left the tent, but when I chased after him, I only saw his back in the fog. Sir Count, that place was at least a hundred yards away from my tent. That child Sebas, I didn't teach him any martial arts. In the blink of an eye, he definitely couldn't have run that far. I desperately called out his name, but he turned a deaf ear to me.
"I put on my jacket and chased after him, but before I could get close, I felt someone bump into me from behind … When I woke up again, it was already morning."
Brando comforted him, "Don't worry, Mr. Xin. We may not necessarily not help you. Sebas has already been missing for a night. Why don't you stay and wait for a while? You're an insider. Who knows, we might need your help later."
"But, my lord …"
"It doesn't matter. We're going around in circles in this fog anyway. Sebas might not be wrong. Since someone saw the forest in the fog, it means that it existed before."
He turned around and asked, "Did the missing sailors also see the forest?"
Delfien nodded. "At least three of them mentioned the woods or similar words to others. The situation there is similar to Sebas, but the sailors think that they have been bewitched by the spirits in the fog."
"You saw it, Mr. Xin." Brando turned around again and said to Xin. "Now, the thing behind the fog has revealed itself. You said that you know the place. Can you take us there?"
"My lord …?"
"Don't worry, we're now a team. Today it was Sebas, but tomorrow it might be any of us. Instead of wasting time aimlessly here, it's better to grab hold of the clues in front of us. What do you think?" Brando comforted him.
Xin was in awe. He bent down and deeply bowed to the Count of Erouine.
Brando turned around and said to Metisha, "Go and tell Incirsta to scatter the skeleton soldiers and arrange them into a scouting formation. We'll go back the way we came and search again until we find the forest."
The Silver Elf princess nodded, indicating that she understood. She asked again, "Is there anything else you need, my lord?"
Brando thought for a moment and called out to her. "Tell him to divide the skeleton soldiers into small teams. Each team must be equipped with two liches, not one. There must be a mid-level liches in each team. The mid-level liches are only responsible for the communication between the teams. The core of the team is still the low-level liches."
This was the most classic military structure in Madara from his previous life, which lasted until the Year of the Astrology after the Second War of the Black Rose. Its effectiveness was naturally proven by later generations.
He did not want to reveal this secret, but then he remembered that it was actually limited by the limited number of mid-level undead in the Undead Moon Empire. Before they found a more effective way to transform the undead, this military structure was not as threatening to Erouine as a genius general like Incirsta himself.
But for Incirsta and Tarkus, this little secret was priceless. At least a part of the highly efficient undead organization was still available to the new generation of dark nobles supported by traditional forces.
"But I hope you won't use this method to let me see it on Erouine's battlefield. Otherwise, you'll be out of luck." Brando looked at Metisha's back and could not help but think in his heart.
The reason the undead abandoned this traditional organization method after the Year of the Astrology was naturally due to its own shortcomings. It was the most efficient and even refreshing way to organize the undead in this era for the Undead Moon Empire. But looking at the past from the perspective of the future, it was not difficult to find the negligence of the predecessors.
"Teacher is a true gentleman." Huang Huo heard what Brando said to Na Xin and could not help but praise Mr. Willow. "Even in the Nine Phoenix, it's rare to see such an excellent person."
"A Knight like Mr. Brando is indeed rare, Miss Huang Huo." Mr. Willow also expressed his agreement. He sighed and said, "The key is that he's still so young. He seems to have some understanding of the undead organization method. I haven't been to Wohnde for more than ten years. I didn't expect to see such a person there."
Huang Huo nodded gently.
Incirsta and Tarkus were naturally people who knew what was good for them. If it was a stubborn old undead lord, Metisha's method of arranging the skeleton soldiers might be beneath contempt. Since when was it the turn of an elf to interfere in the affairs of the undead?
But the two best partners in Madara's history saw the value of Brando's suggestion at a glance. After Metisha left, the two could not help but look at each other and see the surprise deep in each other's eyes.
A noble count of Erouine actually knew more about the organization of the undead than the traditional nobles of the Dead Moon. And he could further propose a way to improve it. Both of them were smart. They naturally knew that as an opponent, Brando dared to tell them this method as he was not afraid that they would use it on the battlefield of Erouine in the future.
This at least meant that Brando was not one step ahead of them, but two or more steps ahead.
Incirsta was the first to sigh.
"This count is getting more and more important in my mind. Old man, if I didn't care before, now I really want him to join us. He will definitely be the brightest star under the Dead Moon. Even Tariq can't compare with him. But this is a stubborn guy. Tarkus, do you have any ideas? "
Tarkus thought for a moment, as if he was seriously considering this question, but in the end he shook his head gently. "Unless His Majesty is willing to compromise on the issue of Erouine. This count seems to have some kind of obsession with that ancient kingdom. You should pay attention to his hostility towards us. He knows very well what we want to do."
"It's this kind of wisdom that can see the future." Incirsta could not help but feel a little helpless. "At this time, I actually hope that this count is one of those greedy old men. They can sell anything for profit. They never talk about loyalty and glory, only power and status."
"Leave it to His Majesty to decide. This count is not as tough as you think. At least in Erouine, he is not on the same side as the Royal Faction who supports the royal family. Do you know why he let the prince go? It's because Tónigel doesn't want to stand on the cusp of the storm. "
If Brando were here to hear Tarkus' words, he would definitely be surprised at this vampire's deep understanding of the situation in Erouine. But it really had nothing to do with him when the prince was let go — it was the princess' decision.
It was only later that he realized that Gryphine had done that to protect him. After all, the princess had some political skills.
After the skeleton soldiers were sent out according to Brando's method to form a small scout team, it did not take long for news to come back that something had been discovered.
To be more precise, they had found a forest.
But this forest was somewhat unusual.
When Brando rushed there, he saw a 'forest' standing in the fog. But it was a crystal forest. Clusters of crystals grew on the ground, and the soil was completely crystallized, reflecting a bright light.
When Naasin walked with him to the crystal forest, she was almost stunned. She muttered, "How is it possible … this is the forest that Sebas saw …?"
"Is it here?"
"Yes … yes …" Naasin looked around. "It's here. There's a mound over there. I remember very clearly that we passed by that mound. Sebas said that he saw a forest on the left, but I dare to swear to Lady Martha that when we passed by here yesterday, there was absolutely nothing here!"
"How big is this place?"
Brando turned around and asked.
"Incirsta sent two small groups of skeleton soldiers to the east and west along the periphery of the forest. We still haven't seen the end of it. It's been about a quarter of an hour." Delfien replied.
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