The atmosphere in the forest was a little awkward.
As the chief court wizard, Fleetwood naturally understood what happened, but he did not know how to react. The reaction of the Divine Artifact, Martha above, stunned the scholarly old man. He had never thought of such a thing. But then again, if the other party was really a dragon, even at such a young age, it was not something that the few of them would be able to stop.
But the problem was that Makarov was still raising his sword and slashing at the opponent's magic shield.
Of course, it was not only them. In fact, Brando's mind was also in a mess. But after he sorted out his thoughts, he wanted to think of a way to scare these people away. In fact, after resonating with the Divine Artifact, Brando no longer had the mood to deal with these people. He knew that the real trouble did not lie with the group in front of him. With Aloz here, they would not be able to stop him for the time being.
But the real problem was that such a huge magic reaction had been recorded by countless people. Anyone with a brain would know that something good had appeared in this area. He thought that in less than half a month, Randner would be in chaos. The narrow mountains and hills were filled with exploration parties from all over the world. There were even adepts that no one liked.
Martha above, he did not even dare to imagine how chaotic this place would be.
Brando had thought more than once about how he would affect the history of this world for the first time. But he did not expect it to come so quickly and so suddenly, giving him no time to prepare. That was why he was no longer worried about the Lionheart Sword. Instead, he was more worried about whether his precious territory near Count Randner would be affected. Furthermore, would Her Highness' actions be affected as well?
Could it be that the butterfly of history flapped its wings and changed the course of history? Of course, that was the worst case scenario, but Brando could not help but sweat when he thought of it.
But what was the saying, 'If you want to avoid trouble, trouble will come knocking on your door.'
Just as Brando was thinking about this problem, the forest suddenly resounded with 'clap, clap, clap'. He immediately saw Fleetwood and Makarov. Fleetwood and Makarov were stunned for a moment before a trace of joy flashed across his face. "They don't come with good intentions," Brando thought. He turned around just in time to see a middle-aged man wearing a thick purple velvet coat with a white shirt inside walking out of the forest.
The newcomer clapped his hands and said with a smile, "So this is the Mr. Brando that the sly fox was talking about? Sure enough, heroes come from the young. Normal people wouldn't have thought of this plan."
Elemental Activation.
The corner of Brando's eyes twitched. He had already recognized who this guy was. He liked to wear a purple windbreaker with a white silk shirt inside, and had a smile that hid a dagger behind it. The Earl of the Violet Autonomous Region, Bali Braun This guy was the most capable assistant of Duke Loen. Compared to Buga, he was just a small guard captain. He was the real big fish in Lantonilan. Almost forty years later, he should be around level eighty by then.
Brando had dealt with this person a lot in the game in the past. He knew that the other party looked hypocritical, but in fact, he was a rare noble with a strong sense of justice. But later on, this person died in the battle with the Tree Herders, which was a great loss to Erouine.
Brando looked at this person and could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth, but his tone was slightly gentler, "Plan?"
"Of course."
Count Barre replied, "As far as I know, the Dragon Clan is a lone wolf in almost all situations, right? At most, they move with their mates, right? "
"This guy knows us quite well." Brando immediately heard the voice of the Dragon girl, Aloz.
Brando snorted, thinking that this guy was harder to deal with than he thought. You haven't dealt with him before. But he still had the mood to bicker with Aloz, but he could not help but feel guilty. Barre? Dan Dainian was different from Makarov, Buga, and even Fleetwood. He was a practical person, and he definitely wouldn't try to scare him. Since he was able to deal with him so confidently, he definitely had something up his sleeve.
Moreover, even if there was only one more Elemental Awakened master, the situation would become a little more complicated.
After all, Aloz was clearly a Lolita. Although she had the advantage of being a Lolita, against two half-activated Elemental Elemental Masters and a Gold-tier Makarov, this Lolita Dragon seemed to be unable to hold her own.
He could not help but glance around the forest, and suddenly thought of another question.
"Barre? Dantain is Duke Loen's most capable assistant, and he's a nobleman with real power. If he's here, Duke Anthony wouldn't have brought his army over, would he? "Brendel looked carefully and saw shadows in the forest. Holy sh * t, he couldn't help but cry out in his heart. There were too many people! Openly mobilizing an army into another lord's territory, could it be that Duke Loen wanted to start a war with Count Randner?
But wait! Brando immediately realized that something was wrong. Duke Loen did not just want to arrange for his only son to be brought back.
Thinking of this, the young man's mind suddenly flashed like a bolt of lightning. He immediately thought of the small royal territory on the other side of Randner's border. Isn't that the private territory of the princess where the cavalry academy is located? Damn! The Tree Herders were fooled this time. Duke Anthony was going to build one path in the open, and another path in the dark!
Because he was a newbie, Brando barely experienced Erouine's civil war, so although he knew the general process and the final result of the civil war, he did not know the specific process. Now it seemed that the princess had already gathered troops from all sides. No wonder she stabilized the front line from the beginning. He was wondering how the princess could hold on for so long with her original strength, until the situation changed later on!
He glanced at the cunning fox in front of him, and knew who was behind this plan. Although this guy's face was a little repulsive, his personal ability was indeed first-class.
Brando could not help but break out in cold sweat. He thought to himself that he was lucky, or else he might have been played around by this old fox.
He cursed in his heart, and then whispered to Aloz: "Miss Aloz, why didn't you warn me just now —"
He meant the army that appeared later on.
"The magic reaction just now was so strong that it attracted all their attention. Besides, it's just some insects, what's there to pay attention to. Oh, only the one in front of you is a little stronger. "
"Insects?" Brando thought to himself that it was an army. He did not know how many there were from here, but there were at least a thousand people. And this was probably only a part of it. Barley had always been good at using a butcher's knife to kill chickens. He personally confessed that his biggest hobby, other than playing cards, was to fight with numbers and bully the weak. Of course, although this was just a joke, it was enough to show this person's character. Plus there are two super masters with semi-activated Elemental Power. Lolita Miss Long, are you sure you're okay?
"Of course, but it's nothing." Aloz replied disdainfully.
Brando did not believe it from the bottom of his heart. He thought to himself, Do you think I've never seen a dragon? Although he was now an ordinary person, he had killed at least eighty dragons in the past, if not a hundred, so he was very clear about the other party's age and level.
After thinking this through, Brando became careful. He waited to see what this Barley Danes had to say. What would Barley Danes say about this?
"So," the Violet Count continued, "You're not actually a dragon, right?"
Huh?
Brando thought to himself, How is that possible? Although he really wasn't of the dragon race, the ancient flux magic he had used before was the real deal!
"But his Dragon Magic …" Makarov froze for a moment before asking. But this time, Fleetwood interrupted him and said, "If I'm not wrong, that should be the effect of the scroll, right? Since Mister Brando can get the Golden Apple and the Divine Artifact, then getting a Draconic Scroll should not be a problem. "
Brando heard this answer and could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He thought to himself, Old Fleetwood, you're the chief wizard of the court. How can you be so old that you can't even differentiate between a Draconic Scroll and a Draconic Spell? However, he immediately remembered that Fleetwood wasn't at the age where his vision was blurry. In fact, Fleetwood hadn't even reached his peak yet. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake.
If this was not the case.
Then it could only be the other possibility.
Brando immediately gritted his teeth and asked in his mind, "Miss Aloz, the scroll you used …?"
He immediately received a positive answer.
"Why?" He asked.
"You see, that's why they dared to attack you, isn't it?" Aloz smiled and said happily, "I haven't beaten anyone up in a long time —"
Brando sighed. She was right. But the problem now was that they might not be able to beat her, Miss! Thinking up to this point, he decided that this problem girl was unreliable. He took a deep breath and raised his head and said, "Maybe you're right, Barley Danes. Mister Danes. However, you can try and see how many of these spells I have, can't you? "
Barley smiled and shook his head, "No matter how many scrolls you have, do you have the confidence to fight against an entire army? Mister Brando, this is not wise, so please hand over the Golden Apple — "
Brando really wanted to punch this guy in the face and smash that fake smile of his into smithereens. But just as he was about to think of a way to retaliate, another group of people suddenly appeared from the forest.
In fact, it was the shrubbery in the east that made the sound.
Then, in front of everyone's eyes, there were more than twenty fully armored Elven warriors bathed in blood.
"Is that so? What if we join in?"
Nalaethar took off his helmet and looked at Count Barley with an indifferent gaze.
Gold rank, Silver Elves …
Fleetwood and Makarov could only feel the corners of their eyes twitching.
Barley? Dan Dae-en was also stunned and almost choked on his words. How many years has it been since he last saw a Silver Elf? The Violet Earl stared at the twenty or so people and finally squeezed out a sentence, "Silver Elves, former allies. You're the only race that didn't participate in the civil war. Are you going to start a war with the humans because of this person? "
Nalaethar nodded and looked at Brando, "I owe him a promise."
"Fine," Barley sighed, "But even so, you want to fight against Duke Loen's army with just twenty Elves? I admit that you're the strongest warriors, but my men — "
But he couldn't finish his sentence.
In fact, it wasn't just him. It was as if everyone was suddenly silenced.
Everyone, including Brando, saw a dazzling silver light appear in the forest, and the unicorns that the Elven Knight rode …
The Hymn Legion.
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