On the battlefield, another person flew out in a short period of time. The young man seemed to have taken down three mercenaries in the blink of an eye and opened up a gap in the crowd. Before anyone could react, he had already broken through the gap. However, the direction he chose surprised Brando because the leader of the mercenaries, Capo, was already waiting in the young man's path.
The old mercenary held his sword horizontally and leaned forward with his mouth tightly pursed. He looked like a beast that was about to attack.
Brando's heart skipped a beat. He recognized that this posture was from Master Swordsman Imaria's swordsmanship, Lantonilan Swordsmanship. This swordsmanship was named after the famous Sword Saint. It was spread throughout the continent in the early years, but it had already declined during this period. Due to the complexity of the swordsmanship, there were very few people in this world who could master this swordsmanship and use it to fight against their enemies.
However, almost all of these people were experts.
In the game, Brando remembered that Imaria's swordsmanship required 133 EXP to upgrade from level 1 to level 2, which was 60% more than the average middle-level swordsmanship. Although the accuracy of this swordsmanship was twice that of the military swordsmanship, and the damage correction was 1.3 times, there were not many players who would spend time and effort on this swordsmanship.
This was because the market price of this swordsmanship was as high as 1.3 million Tor. Only a few countries' museums had rare copies of this swordsmanship.
The young man called Eke seemed to have realized his mistake, but retreating at this critical moment was an extravagant hope. He could only grit his teeth and charge forward. Although he did not have a sword in his hand, it was obvious that he had a foundation in swordsmanship. He was using Mewak's Knight Swordsmanship. Brando could tell from the small movements of the young man that he was using.
The two of them were from the same mercenary group and seemed to have a good relationship. However, the swordsmanship they used was from different places, which was quite interesting. However, this situation was not very rare, so Brando only paid attention to it subconsciously.
At this moment, the young man was charging towards Capo. He was trying to change his path to avoid Capo's swordsmanship. Unfortunately, Capo didn't disappoint Brando. With two clean swings of his sword, he sealed off the young man's path, forcing him to jump to the side.
At this moment, Capo only needed to take one more step forward to cause the young man to panic.
At this moment, Brando's true strength was probably not a match for either of them, but he knew this better than anyone else present. As expected, he saw Capo take a step forward and step right in front of Eke. He held his sword in his hand and prepared to use the hilt of his sword to finish off Eke.
However, at this moment, Brando narrowed his eyes slightly.
Capo's movements were half a beat slower, and the young man managed to grab onto his arm in the nick of time. Then, the young man's entire body slammed into Capo's chest, causing the old mercenary to stumble back five steps. This turn of events was out of everyone's expectations, and even the young man was stunned for a moment. Brando could clearly see a trace of astonishment in his eyes.
However, Eke immediately shook his head and glanced at Capo, who was pushed back by him. It was only for a split second, and he immediately fled into the crowd without looking back.
"What a guy."
Brando exclaimed in his heart. This mercenary called Capo was purposely going easy on him. However, his method was really well hidden, and normal people wouldn't be able to see through it. If it wasn't for the fact that he had accumulated a wealth of experience in the game, which was unimaginable for people of his age, he would probably be kept in the dark as well.
He had almost 110 years of experience in using swords, and he only had a little more than ten years of experience in using other weapons. As a veteran warrior who had spent more than 140 years in the game, some of the basic things were as simple as eating and drinking to him.
His current strength was only at the upper middle level of a Black Iron rank, and he might not be a match for the young man called Eke. However, if they were to really fight, even two Ekes wouldn't be enough to take him on. Especially after a month of adventuring, Brando's mercenary level had already reached level 16, and Erouine's military swordsmanship had also reached level 9 + 1.
Combined with Brando's memories of his grandfather, his swordsmanship was no longer comparable to that of the young man from Bucce. It could be said that among the regular soldiers of the White-Mane army, those slightly older swordsmanship instructors were only good enough to be his students.
Brando's swordsmanship wasn't at the level of his grandfather, but there were traces of similarities. It could be said that he had the demeanor of a swordsmanship master. Of course, a true swordsmanship master wouldn't only be proficient in one skill.
But because of this, the more Brando leveled up, the more he felt that his grandfather was mysterious. That old soldier who had over 100 experience couldn't even summon the will to fight when he drew his sword, was he really just a veteran of the November War? At least, he couldn't see the same thing from Retto, who was also a veteran of the November War.
Of course, Retto was a soldier who participated in the later stages of the war, while Brando's grandfather had experienced the entire war from the beginning to the end. This was probably the biggest difference between them. He couldn't help but recall who the Candlelight Badge of the Holy Cathedral of Fire had been given to, but he couldn't remember who they were.
Back then, he had more dealings with Erouine's officials, and later joined the Holy Cathedral of Light, so he didn't have much interaction with the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
This thought just flashed through his mind.
The scene froze for a moment because of the sudden change of events. Most of the people looked at each other, but the sound of voices first came from the surrounding residents. The people began to discuss the gains and losses of the previous battle. Even though most of them didn't even have time to see how the battle started and ended, it didn't stop them from talking.
The mercenaries who were knocked down by the young man got up one after another. The people involved didn't say anything, but they looked at each other and didn't seem to be upset or angry. On the contrary, there was a sense of relief.
Brando obviously saw their expressions. He turned around and saw Amandina looking at him. The two of them looked at each other and saw a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.
"Brando, they don't seem to want to chase at all." Roman stood behind Brando and whispered.
Brando smiled and nodded.
"Captain Capo, are you alright?" At this moment, he saw a mercenary walking over to the leader of the mercenaries called Capo and carefully questioned him. Capo looked at his wrist and was stunned for a moment. He then raised his head and spoke to the others with a serious expression: "I'm fine. All of you spread out and seal off Chablis. Don't let Eke escape. If anything happens this afternoon, I'll take full responsibility — "
"Oh."
"Alright."
"No problem, Captain Capo." The mercenaries replied numbly, but their reaction was so slow that it made one's hair stand on end.
However, the senior mercenary seemed to have ignored them. He looked around and his gaze finally landed on Brando. It was only now that he had the time to take a closer look at Brendel. Brendel had helped his mercenary up earlier, and he had been observing the entire battlefield.
In fact, Capo was startled when he saw Brando for the first time.
He did not expect Brendel to be so young. From Brendel's previous attack, he had guessed that Brendel was at least a middle-upper Iron-ranked fighter. A young man in his twenties with the strength of an Iron-ranked fighter. No matter where he went, people would be surprised.
Capo immediately thought of Eke. Eke was the most talented youth he had ever seen in his life. He was the adopted son of their leader, 'Maned Wolf' Makarov. He was a genius who had unlocked the second tier of strength at the age of seventeen. In Capo's impression, only the legendary geniuses who were known as the 'Enlightened One' could have such achievements at such a young age.
Eke was the pride and hope of the mercenary group since he was young. Even when he selfishly left the mercenary group, Makarov only ordered them to bring him back. Even so, the others didn't want him to be punished because of his selfishness. It could be seen how much he was pampered by everyone in the mercenary group.
Capo calmed down a little when he thought of Eke. Brando's youth had become a lot more natural in his eyes. He let out a sigh and walked over. His expression softened a little as he spoke to Brando and the others: "Thank you for your help. You can call me Capo. Mister, may I ask for your guidance? "
"Brando, there's no need to be so polite." Brando was also sizing him up.
This experienced mercenary leader had a pair of grey eyes. Brando could see that his brows were constantly furrowed, as if he had an endless amount of worries. His melancholy aura coupled with his grey hair made him look like a handsome uncle. His hands were long and slender from using a sword for a long time. If one didn't look at the calluses on his hands, they would look like the hands of a pianist.
If such a man appeared on the streets of the world he came from, he would definitely cause a lot of girls to scream. Brando couldn't help but feel jealous. Even though Brando's body wasn't that bad, his experience was still lacking compared to this man's temperament. He lacked the weather-beaten sense of vicissitudes.
It seemed like these mercenaries weren't ordinary people, but he didn't know which famous mercenary group they were from in the south. Brendel looked at the man's attire. He could not find any clues from his attire, and he did not wear any obvious emblems to distinguish him.
It seemed like they weren't in the middle of a mission yet.
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